Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

98 Clustering Up

The ground was covered in corpses, limbs, and blood.

Fang Ping’s eyes widened in surprise. What was this? It was over just like that?

The moment James’ spear touched the Troll Berserker, a huge hole appeared in the Troll’s body as if it had exploded. Moreover, the Trolls in the line behind him had all exploded, creating a long passageway.

‘What’s this?’

A humanoid RPG?

Instant kill a long line?

The long row of corpses on the ground was all James’ work. If they could not open the first path, it would be difficult for the Lancers to charge.

James had forced his way out.

The soldier who had stopped the horse walked out. He put down the large shield in his hand and held a long sword. He stabbed the Trolls lying on the ground one by one.

There were also people from the Spear Cavalry who were injured. Two Spear Cavalrymen were knocked off course by the Trolls. The warhorses at high speeds could not change directions and crashed into the horses.

The characteristics of the warhorses were restrained by the blockade horses, and two warhorses died on the spot.

One of the soldiers on it was slightly injured. He had only hit the wood. Because he was fast and strong, he had yet to recover.

The other one was not so lucky. The long cone-shaped horn of the horse pierced through his stomach and hung on the horse like a lamb skewer. The blood that flowed out had already dyed the horse red.

The person beside him supported his body. If he were to rashly get him off at this time, it would only cause him to bleed profusely.

However, he should not die. The Lord’s Guards were mainly Warriors, but that did not mean that there were no Forbidden Spellcasters.

Then, injured people were transported over one after another. The ground was covered with cloth and they lay together.

Someone was helping to clean the wound, take out the filth, and straighten the bones.

There were far more injured than Fang Ping had expected. There were many fractures. It was probably during the first round of defense against the Troll Berserker’s attack that many people were injured.

Then, a person rode over on a horse and took out a cane from his waist. He raised it at the injured soldiers lying in a pile.

“Ring of Healing.”

The staff was raised high. After a long time, a few minutes, a huge golden circle of light lit up above the injured soldiers. Then, the circle of light descended and turned into golden light spots that sprinkled on everyone’s bodies, healing their injuries.

While they were healing, the Spear Cavalry returned from afar.

The Lancers walked back through the gap in the barricade. Leading them was James in blue armor. His strength was indeed terrifying.

James raised his spear. “Victory!”

“Victory!”

“Victory!”

All the soldiers raised their weapons and shouted along with James.

“Clean up the battlefield.”

James got off his horse and walked towards Elsa.

“Thank you for your intelligence this time. After the loot is counted, we will give you 20%.”

Elsa nodded and replied, “Okay. Also, help us retrieve the arrows.”

“Sure.”

After dealing with the Troll Berserker Legion, he felt much more at ease sleeping tonight. Holding the energy fragment, he fell asleep before he could accumulate energy.

When he first came to this world, he felt that accumulating energy was a idea. In the beginning, he could still seriously collect light spots and accumulate energy.

And now, day after day, slowly, Fang Ping was a little tired.

His accumulation was so slow and tiring, and his improvement was slow. It was better to wait for the characteristic to be charged.

Perhaps this was professional fatigue?

Working hard might not make him stronger, but not working hard was really comfortable.

After walking for a long time every day, his attack power did not increase. The only benefit was that it increased Fang Ping’s sleep quality. He could fall asleep in a moment from lying down.

Soon, he fell asleep.

In his sleep, tall Trolls pounced on Fang Ping one after another. Fang Ping retreated quickly in panic, wanting to summon the Boiling Blood Trolls. He opened his mouth but could not make a sound.

He could only turn around and run, but the Troll took huge steps and got closer and closer.

Fang Ping was getting more and more nervous. At this moment, his pocket lit up. Turning around, a tall Elf in a white dress covered in golden light appeared behind him.

She waved her hand, and a blue ball of electricity shot out of her hand and hit one of the Trolls. The Troll froze in place, his head thrown back, his body convulsing.

She pointed at the sky again, and a blue bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck the head of another Troll. Another Troll twitched and stood on the spot.

But there were more than one or two Trolls. The other Trolls swarmed her and instantly overwhelmed her.

Fang Ping turned around and ran. As he ran, he looked back. The golden figure could no longer be seen in the circle formed by the Trolls. A faint purple light shone through the gaps.

Then, he woke up.

It was still dark in the morning, but many people had already woken up to practice.

For Warriors and Rangers, the technique practice could not be missed even for a day.

This was the same for both working students and advanced students.

Fang Ping did not care.

He yawned and got up, put away her sleeping bag and recalled the dream he had the night before.

Dreams are the fulfillment of wishes.

...

What did he mean by having this dream?

Previously, he had met that strange fortune-teller in Bick Town. She looked professional and amateurish.

Then, there was also the Gemini Guardian Star card that mysteriously appeared in his pocket.

Fang Ping was not too curious about these strange things. He did not probe what they were.

Therefore, Fang Ping casually threw the card with unknown uses into the dormitory cabinet.

He stuffed his sleeping bag into his backpack and took out a yellow melon pancake for breakfast.

He stood up and went to fill a bag with hot water.

As soon as he stood up, Fang Ping felt something in his pocket pressing against him.

‘Well…’

Fang Ping reached into his pocket.

A card appeared in Fang Ping’s hand.

...

Gemini Guardian Star.

Fang Ping remembered very clearly that he had not brought it out, but what was going on?

He felt inexplicably nervous.

‘Let’s ask someone.’

He put the card back in his pocket and continued to fetch water.

“Teacher Elsa.”

Elsa was also eating the yellow melon pancake. When she saw Fang Ping, she put down the pancake in her hand.

“What happened?”

Fang Ping took out the card. Teacher Elsa glanced at it and smiled. “You’re quite lucky. Did you meet Gypsy?”

“Gypsy? Who is it?”

Teacher Elsa gently took the cards from Fang Ping’s hand, her fingers long and slender.

“It’s someone mysterious. Of course, it could be a code name. It’s said that she can appear anywhere on the continent and divine the future for people she’s interested in.”

Miss Elsa handed the cards back to Fang Ping and continued, “Not many people can meet her, and even fewer can get the Guardian Star.”

Fang Ping asked, “Then what’s the use of this?”

“I don’t know.”

Elsa shook her head. “I’ve never seen it either. It’s said that it can save one’s life in times of danger. I don’t know the details.”

“Yes, thank you, Miss Elsa.”

Fang Ping bowed and put the card back into his pocket.

He did not know what use it had. It was probably a life-saving tool.

After eating his fill, he went on his way.

As he walked forward, he quickly saw the battlefield last night.