Badge in Azure

Chapter 585: Abducting a young girl (Part 2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Aini had shamelessly asked for a Green Spirit rock from Saleen, because he really had no items to exchange for it. The most representative sealing-type gem of all was the obsidian rock. The Green Spirit existed in small numbers, not everyone had the chance to purchase one. Saleen had obtained a number of Green Spirit rocks in the Chaotic Swamp. Even though their quality was not the best, they were still much better than an obsidian rock.

Aini’s largest asset was the powerful spirit he had sealed beforehand.

Since he was now a grade-5 death mage, he would have no stress summoning a grade-4 spirit. Of all the grade-4 spirits, the ones most suitable for conducting a massacre on the battlefield were the knight of darkness and the green-bronze zombie. Technically, the green-bronze zombie was considered a foreigner in the death plane, but it contained all the attributes of a spirit. It could still be summoned by a death mage.

A green-bronze zombie was as tough as metal from head to toe, it did not use any weapons and could spit poison. While other zombies had slow movements, a green-bronze zombie could flit from place to place even if it had not gone berserk.

For the past year, Aini had been summoning one green-bronze zombie almost every other month, sealing them inside the Green Spirit. If the sealing gem was the obsidian rock, these zombies would have lost most of their powers after a year. Only the Green Spirit could allow the zombies to live inside it, replenishing their energy, and help them recover from injuries.

In a year, Aini had summoned twelve green-bronze zombies. On the battlefield, these twelve zombies were much mightier than twelve grade-4 magic beasts. A zombie possessed intelligence. They could cooperate with a death mage and they were unafraid of death or injury. A green-bronze zombie could face a grade-5 magic beast alone and it would be an even match.

The Floral Death Creature might be powerful, but given Aini’s current grade, he could not allow it to move about freely. It could only stay in one position to fight. Its attack radius was not more than one-hundred yards. The moment the twelve green-bronze zombies were released, they immediately lunged at the bandits who trespassed into the camp complex. Following behind the green-bronze zombies were servants from the Clyde family.

These servants wore half-body armor and wielded sharp blades. Wherever the green-bronze zombies went past, none of the bandits survived. The bandits who were scratched by the zombies’ nails went numb immediately. The servants at the back would then slash them with blades. Occasionally, some bandits would escape, but they would be swiftly dissected by the servants.

A trusted servant of a noble led a better life than a civilian. During wartime, they were the most reliable offensive force a noble possessed.

Cuisi retreated to the entrance of the barrack. Since he had released the scroll, his mission was completed. As long as no assassins came near, the battle was basically over already.

Cuisi knew that no assassins would pose a threat to Saleen given Saleen’s offensive power, unless the assassin was someone like Bain. An assassin’s instantaneous lethality was very powerful. If Cuisi delayed their attack, Saleen’s magic would be able to kill an assassin of any grade though.

Fundamentally, an assassin was like a mage. They had low defensive power but high offensive power.

In the barrack, Saleen actually became more relaxed when he heard the sounds of killing. Grinning from ear to ear, he told Sharman, “Aini has eradicated the enemy’s heavy cavalrymen, we are out of danger.”

Sharman then had peace of mind, she was most worried about the heavy cavalrymen. A normal cavalryman was still restrained by their equipment and could not execute long-range raids, but those heavy cavalrymen were riding atop metal-armored earthworms, they could run for more than one-hundred miles. If on a warhorse, a fully equipped heavy cavalryman who could run for a mile was already considered the cream of the crop.

Any merchant convoy who ran into such bandits would thus face the fate of destruction.

“So now, just follow me.” Saleen’s tone at this point in time was totally unlike a mage. He knew that given Sharman’s character, talking to her in a mage’s style would most likely not yield any results.