1194 Barging into the Temple Alone Part 2 (1/2)
”Young Master, let me go and take a look.” The assassin raised his hand to block the young warrior. He took a step forward into the snow towards the castle of ice and snow.
”What is there to be afraid of? With our capabilities, it will be easy for us to seize the castle and kill the puppets,” the young warrior muttered.
”Young Master, it is still best to be careful,” The level 7 sorcerer said to the young warrior, as if he was soothing a child.
The assassin stalked forward until he arrived at the base of the castle. They had yet to encounter any attack. In his heart, he secretly thought, ”It looks like Young Master was correct. This castle does not have an owner. We have hit the jackpot!”
As he was having such thoughts, he had accidentally stepped on a tiny worm. The worm immediately bit a hole in his boot. It had almost managed to injure the assassin's toe. The metal thorn in the assassin's hands stabbed into the snow and pierced through the worm.
His stab was stealthy and silent. Even if there was someone standing opposite him, they would not have been able to discover it. However, all of the puppets in Saleen's Puppet World Territory shared a common perception. The small worm was a miniature puppet. After it had been stabbed, hundreds of puppets immediately rushed down from the castle and surrounded the assassin's party.
Once they were attacked, all of the puppets would react, fixating on the assassin as their target to hunt down and kill.
Dozens of weapons were thrust towards him from all directions. The assassin was transformed into a shadow clone. However, it was hit by the poisonous liquid that one of the puppets had shot out, and the shadow clone was transformed back to the assassin's body. The assassin screamed in pain, but sounds were not transmitted out.
The territory was not meant to be used that way. It was only because Saleen had planned on giving up on the territory that he had used it as a magic skill. The territory could be sustained for more than six hours. The assassin was immediately cut into pieces by the swarm of puppets. Outside the castle, the explorers were still bitterly awaiting his return.
If they escaped, it would still be fine for them. Saleen did not allow the puppets to attack wantonly. The puppets would only attack if they had been harmed. The assassin did not understand and wanted to kill the miniature puppet that had attacked him. As a result, he had brought on a fatal disaster upon himself.
Numerous puppets rushed out from the castle, surrounding the remaining five explorers.
The young warrior's expression turned ashen with fear, but he loudly shouted, ”I am the son of the True Might of the wilderness, you can't…”
Pfft...
A gigantic axe descended from the sky, cutting the young warrior into half from head to toe. Of the remaining four explorers, none of their capabilities exceeded level 8. These explorers had been the strongest team on the Myers Continent. However, now there were more and more people at level 10 on the continent. In the face of the territorial skill, the small group was powerless to resist.
”Chop them into minced meat!”
”Hahaha, haha…”
The demonic spirits in the Magical Elemental Tower grew excited and yelled as they looked on. Saleen had looked after them, allowing them to be spared from the humiliation faced by demonic spirits and to avoid being turned into food. The demonic spirits had gained the power of the magic net and the viciousness in their blood had increased. In the ancient times, even demonic spirits had the possibility for them to become professionals at level 10 and above. Now, demonic spirits were made to play second fiddle and were treated as food. Even an imp would be able to hunt them down.
”Split up and escape!” The mage shouted and flew up into the air. However, he was shot by hundreds of flying puppets with crossbows. The small group of explorers had not even lasted three minutes before they were swallowed up by Saleen's Puppet World.
On a mountain peak more than 500 kilometers away, the snow was a few meters thick. On top of the snow, a middle-aged man stood alone in the wind. He stepped solidly on the soft snow. He had not released anything, but he did not sink.
Only a True Might would be able to attain that type of control. Even if a golden grand swordmaster wished to stand on top of snow, they would only be able to by using their sword aura.
The man stood in the freezing cold wind. Wind element surrounded his body, and a long sword flew back and forth. It was not borrowing the power of the wind element, but was pulling along the cracks of the wind element with the man's mental power.
Suddenly the middle-aged man's sword crashed into the ground. The middle-aged man's black eyes glowed explosively. ”My child! Something has happened!” The middle-aged man originally had a peaceful expression, but suddenly turned into anger. The winds on the mountaintop were attracted to him in an instant, forming a huge twister. The long sword took flight once more. The man grasped the long sword in his hands. ”Slaves of the sword!”
”Master!”
Countless voices replied from the surrounding mountains, valleys, and slopes amidst the deeply piled snow.
”Go and see who killed my child!” The man's voice was a hundred times colder than the frosty snow. The anger that knitted his brows lessened in a split second, turning instead to some level of suspicion.
There weren't any powerful forces in the surrounding areas. Of the professionals cultivating in the area, his powers were the strongest. Who else would dare to come and find trouble with him?