142: Monster

Monster

Manor, meditation room.

Rubbing the space between his eyebrows, Heath slowly opened his eyes. He had constructed several official-level spells in a row. Although they were only upgraded on the existing Apprentice models, they were still quite tiring.

"Let's call it a day!"

The journey of magic was endless. It was impossible to learn all of them in a day. It was better to stop when the time was right.

After getting up from the ground, Heath raised his left hand, and lightning flashed.

This time, he had successfully completed the construction of a total of four official-level spells. Other than the previous [Half-Life Soul] and [Hellfire Sea], the last one was a forcefield spell based on the Wizard's Hand and a new spell based on Lightning Strike. Heath named it [God's Punishment].

There was not much to say about the Wizard's Forcefield. It was just an improvement on the Wizard's Hand to make it more powerful.

God's Punishment was an AOE spell with an AOE effect. The effect was not much different from the lightning spells that other Wizards used. It was just that it was more suited to Heath's own structure.

Finally, there was his talent spell.

This innate spell was a pure fire spell that he had combined the characteristics of Flame Curse and Red Phosphorus Flower. It was constructed using a large number of fire-type runes. Its effect was to summon a flame to attack the enemy. Heath named it [Indestructible].

"I still don't know how strong the spell is..."

Thinking about it, it was really strange. There was actually an Apprentice who had not experienced his own innate spell after completing the advancement. He was probably the only one left?

As his thoughts ran wild, Heath opened his dimensional pocket and took out a metal object.

It looked like a compass, the size of a palm. It seemed to be made of gold. In the middle of it was a hexagram magic array. The magic array was surrounded by a circle of gemstones. Behind each gemstone was a number, and in the middle of it was a pointer.

This was a golden compass, which Heath had obtained from the treasury in the Magic Bug Forest.

Its function was similar to the talent crystal ball, and it was also a detection device, which could detect the strength of a Wizard's spell. However, the detection cost was very high, and it required at least one middle-grade Magic Stone at a time. Very few Apprentices could afford it, usually, only Wizards would use it when they created new spells.

Heath took out a middle-grade Magic Stone, placed it in the groove right below the compass, and activated it.

Ka! Ka!

A mechanical 'ka ka' sound was heard, and the compass began to rotate. The magic circle covering the surface suddenly lit up, and the gemstones scattered around the magic circle shot a beam of light diagonally upwards.

These beams of light gathered in the sky above the center of the compass, and finally formed a diamond-shaped light spot.

Heath aimed at the light spot and cast a spell: Indestructible!

Innate spells did not need to be chanted. With a thought from heath, the surface of the light spot suddenly ignited into a ball of crimson flame.

The flame did not look much different from ordinary flames, but it seemed to contain an extremely high temperature. What was even stranger was that it seemed as if it would not be extinguished. It adhered to the light spot and kept burning until the light spot was completely burned.

This was the origin of the name 'Indestructible'.

This spell used the Red Phosphorus Flower, which was the characteristic of a material like phosphorus. Once ignited, it would be as difficult to remove as gangrene attached to bones.

The inspiration for the spell was borrowed from a manga that he liked when he was on the Blue Star planet. Of course, there was still a big gap to reach the height described in the manga, but innate spells would improve with the growth of Wizards, it was not impossible to improve and reach that level in the future.

Bzzz...

Soon, the burning spell of the light spots came to an end.

Then, there was a cracking sound. A few needles at the center of the golden compass turned and pointed at the surrounding numbers.

Heath looked at the length of the Needles and came to a final conclusion:

"128 degrees!"

This was an answer that surprised Heath, but it was not too surprising.

The surprise was because the energy that a newly advanced Wizard could display was only about 60% of their own spiritual power, while Heath's was almost 120% of his own level. This was definitely very high.

But it was not too surprising. After all, innate spells were most suited to a Wizard's body and had a certain bonus. As long as the model was not too broken, the performance would not be too bad.

Following that, Heath tested the remaining few spells.

The Half-Life Soul test was about 82 degrees, the Hellfire Sea test was 68 degrees, and the Wizard's Forcefield was 62 degrees. The remaining AOE God's Punishment unexpectedly reached 112 degrees, which was the highest energy intensity apart from innate spells.

This was actually not difficult to understand. The energy intensity of lightning elemental particles was generally higher, and the spells constructed were more powerful than ordinary spells. However, the sustainability of lightning spells was not so impressive. The actual battle still had to be combined with the actual situation.

In general, the God's Punishment was suitable for direct attacks, and the Hellfire Sea was suitable for defending the city and blocking the gates.

"Yawn! I wonder if the sun has risen yet?"

After stretching his body, Heath withdrew his spiritual power and put away the golden compass, preparing to leave. He had spent the whole night upgrading without sleep and rest, so he was a little tired.

"Let's go out and ask the little maids to put in hot water and take a bath to unclog my muscles and bones."

Thinking of this, Heath put one hand on the door handle and pulled off the enchantment that covered the room.

The moment the enchantment disappeared, suddenly, a voice was heard.

"It can't be opened? Why can't it be opened?! We've searched all over the manor. That kid is most likely inside!"

"A bunch of trash, get lost!"

Eh? There's someone outside?

To prevent disturbance, the enchantment must have a soundproof effect. From the moment the enchantment was set up, Heath knew nothing about the situation outside.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be puzzled when he heard a voice from outside.

This voice was coarse and rude. More importantly, it was a man's voice.

'Who is it? Are they refugees?'

Thinking in doubt, Heath turned the doorknob and pulled open the door.

Outside the door was a long corridor. At this time, there were seven or eight men standing in the corridor. They were wearing nail-studded leather armor, holding torches in their hands, holding crossbows and other weapons.

A middle-aged man wearing plate armor who looked like a Knight stood at the door. He had just pulled out his crossbow, as if he was going to chop the door.

When Heath came out, the corridor instantly exploded.

"Sir, the door is open!"

"Black hair, black hair, it's that kid! It must be that kid!"

The people in the corridor were stunned at first, then ecstatic.

All of a sudden, as if a treasure hunter had found a treasure chest full of gold coins, they rushed towards Heath with shining eyes. The Knight nearby even grabbed at Heath's neck.

'What was going on?'

Heath raised his eyebrows and gently raised his right hand.

The chaos ended.0

It was as if time had stopped at this moment. The Knights who stretched out their hands, the ordinary soldiers who pounced on him, the mosquitoes flying in the corridor, and even the flames burning on the torches all froze at this moment... The noisy corridor instantly returned to silence!

Only the shocked and panicked eyes of the soldiers showed the passage of time.

They tried their best to open their mouths, as if they wanted to say something.

Should he listen to them? While he was at it, should he ask why these guys suddenly appeared here?

'Forget it, let's use the soul-searching spell later.'

With this thought, Heath gave up the idea of communicating with them. He raised his right hand and slightly clenched it.

An invisible forcefield acted on everyone's body. The forcefield penetrated through their skin and went straight into their lungs. The organs in their chest instantly contracted and then exploded.

Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of muffled explosions sounded. The blood at the corners of the soldiers' mouths instantly lost its luster.

Heath withdrew the overflowing magic power.

As the magic power subsided, the quiet corridor once again became noisy, and the corpses of the soldiers fell to the ground one by one.

"Wu... Wu..." At this moment, a trembling sound of fear rang out.

It was the enemy's Knight.

The big bug's vitality was much stronger than the little bug's, and surprisingly, it did not die directly. At this moment, it was leaning against the wall, and its opened mouth was spewing blood and stars, as if it wanted to say something, but in the end, what came out was...

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!!"

A miserable scream mixed with uncontrollable fear. Knights, soldiers.

Da! Da! Da! A wave of hurried footsteps sounded.

Probably attracted by the scream just now, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor. When they saw the corpses lying on the corridor, their eyes widened and they instantly raised the weapons in their hands.

Heath frowned.

What were these guys doing in his house?

'Forget it, let's kill them first!'

With this thought, he strode forward...

...

On the other side, in the open space outside the manor's main building.

At this time, more than a dozen wooden stakes had been erected in the open space. Duke Dylan, who was in his chainmail, walked up and down in front of the wooden stakes.

There was a person hanging on each wooden stake, including the small team of Knights who were like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot.

They had their arms and legs chopped off, and blood was flowing all over the ground. The few people who had been dehumanized were only left with their last breath. The reason why they had not been beheaded was that Duke Dylan had yet to find the black-haired boy.

On the open space, there was still a large number of people gathered. These were refugees who had escaped from the manor and been captured.

In the face of the absolute difference in strength, their escape was meaningless.

A soldier stood in front and read Duke Dylan's decree loudly. "I repeat, hand over the black-haired boy who stole His Highness' gold coins immediately. Otherwise, none of you will be able to leave this place alive today."

"I promise, I will chop off your hands, legs, and limbs. Just like those guys, I will nail you to the wilderness and let the crows peck at you!"

The cruel words made everyone's face turn pale.

Spencer, who was hung on the wooden stake, lamented in his heart. Why couldn't justice be served? Why couldn't evil be punished?

Could it be...

Could it be that this world was really hopeless!?

At this moment --

"Ahhhhh!!!!" A hysterical scream suddenly sounded from the main building.

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