Second World-Novel



Abasi didn't waste time chatting. He went ahead and swung his axe, conjuring a large flaming cyclone.

Most of the aides following Frorryntiar were not combatants. They had low levels. The ones that were battle capable in the group were only Frorryntiar, Aldryth, Guzrim, Grombi, and Bowler.

Abasi's assault had been so abrupt. Frorryntiar was a bit late to cast a protective shell. Several of her lower-level aides were killed by the flame hurricane before the protective shell was formed.

Abasi made a jump assault. His axe burst with fire before it collided with the protective shell. The shell cracked from the first hit. Abasi swung a second time and the shell was shattered. He immediately rushed in before his prey could react.

Abasi was a level 75 rare elite, the same as Frorryntiar. But in terms of battle experience, he was more veteran compared to everyone here. All of Frorryntiar's aides were also magic casters, so they were troubled when Abasi charged into them and started hacking.

Bowler cast Words of Prayer and Mass Regenerate to help everyone.

The low-level aides panicked and tried to run away. But before they could run far, they were hit by sharp winds from the direction they were running to.

"Watch out!" Bowler who had mana sense warned the group. He had sensed the strong attack from the back. He immediately ran forward to the wall.

Those low-level aides couldn't resist the sharp winds. Their bodies were split apart. Frorryntiar, Guzrim, and Grombi were also hit but their HP was higher. They survived the wind attack. Frorryntiar lost fewer HP because he had cast a spell that covered her scales with illusory armor.

Aldryth had also moved away. She also had basic mana sense because Arthur taught her.

The wind attacks almost hit Abasi who was in the midst. But Abasi had also learned mana sense from Long, so he had moved away before the wind arrived. He looked at the perpetrator with discontent.

Master and Long appeared. The wind attack was Master's Wind God Blades. Long saw Abasi's dissatisfied look and just shrugged.

"Queen Frorryntiar," Master greeted.

Frorryntiar returned the greeting with a glare that was filled with both hatred and wariness.

"I will just offer this once," Master said. "Bend your knees and submit to me. I will let you keep the throne as my puppet sovereign in this country."

"Over my dead body," Frorryntiar uttered. She was casting a spell at the same time.

"I figure as much," Master said. His two magic staffs formed spell formations.

Frorryntiar's spell was completed first. The phantom of a dragon's head appeared and headed toward Master. Its mouth was opened and was about to devour Master.

But it soon dissolved into nothingness once Master completed one of his spells. The spell was Cancel Magic. The spell on his other magic staff was completed a second later. The spell was the first spell from his Elemental Master special class, Elemental Turbulence.

It was similar to the mage's Arcane Turbulence except it covered a much larger area and also delivered much higher damage. The three elements of fire, ice, and lightning ravaged the place where Frorryntiar and the others were standing.

Yet, despite the fierce display showcased by the spell, Frorryntiar and the others didn't lose any HP. They even seemed to just stand there without any mind to the chaotic elemental energy around them.

"Hm…," Master activated his bloodline skill, Demonic True Eye. A third eye appeared on his forehead. The eye was completely black.

Under the Demonic True Eye, Master saw that Frorryntiar and the other around her was just a projection. Their real selves had been moved away to near the wall at the end of the hall.

"An illusion spell. It's impressive she pulled it off without me noticing," Master muttered.

Frorryntiar had cast three spells back-to-back after casting the phantasm dragon head spell. She first activated her inherent ability, flash casting. When activated, this allowed her to cast spells instantly without the use of spell formations in a one-second window. Her limit was casting three spells when this ability was active.

She first cast the illusion spell to mask them before using Mass Teleportation to move away and then Group Invisibility. Master was paying attention to the illusion so he was not aware when Frorryntiar's group was still visible for a split second after teleporting away before the invisibility spell took effect.

After teleporting, Frorryntiar was right beside the wall where the secret exit was. She immediately started activating the mechanism.

Unfortunately, although the illusion managed to fool Master for a while, it didn't work on people with mana sense. Both Long and Abasi were such people.

Abasi's flaming axe came at the queen who was busy activating the mechanism, but the attack was stopped by a prismatic shield. A lesser angel put herself between Abasi and the queen. This lesser angel was summoned by Bowler after he escaped the Wind God Blades.

The lesser angel threw her white flame blade, which chased after Abasi as he retreated.

Guzrim and Grombi cast their spells at Long who was running toward them. But their targeting spells were destroyed by Long's palms, while their AOE spells failed to hit Long because of his extreme speed and unusual movements.

Before they knew it, Long was already between them. His two palms struck the two natives on his left and right. The force generated from his palms threw the two away from the group.

Aldryth, who was in front of Long, cast a spell that conjured an ice spear. Long easily dodged the spear. He was just about to hit the princess when his mana sense caused him to forsake this attempt. He moved away just as a sword light slashed where he was before.

Long was about to rebound and attack the ambusher, but the sword that created the sword light suddenly changed direction. It split into multiple slashes that struck from different angles. Long was astonished by the abrupt changes, but he was still able to respond.

His hand parried all the incoming slashes. None of the slashes caused damage, but he was forced to retreat.

After retreating, he had a good look at his ambusher. It was a player, an old draconian in samurai armor holding a katana.