Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 805- Low Tier Spirits (3)

805 Chapter 805- Low Tier Spirits (3)

Thanks to their efforts, they were now able to make optimum use of their skills and high stats without needing to rely on any powerful skills or transform into their base form. As evident by the clash between her and the group of humans who were all above level 500 with some even being level 600+.

No matter how they attacked or what trick they used, they weren't an opponent for her to become serious. The lower spirits that she summoned using her spirit magic, amalgamated with the forces of nature to wreak havoc on her enemies.

Even the magic that was conjured by her enemy, was taken over by her and turned against them. They who stood shocked at the spectacle, were just sitting ducks in front of her spirits.

The lightning spirits, low ranking spirits with their own consciousness and personality, flame spirits likewise having their own personalities and consciousness. The two spirits commanded their respective elements, using conventional magic in front of them was like asking to be humiliated.

The infernal magic that was cast by Lucas, was taken over by the flame spirits and became Annette's own attack. The lightning spirit that commanded the lightning and the flame spirit that commanded the flames, when used together, they became a force that crushed all the na?ve thoughts the human had about defeating her.

"Now now, pay attention here. Have you all forgotten about the ghoul army? From this point on, they shall be your opponent. Try to survive for as long as possible"

It would be all too easy for her to use flame and lightning to make quick work of these people. However, that would be no fun. 'That's right, they needed to suffer more, feel despair and struggle pathetically' Annette thought internally.

Although her pretty face did not show it because of how adept she was at controlling her facial expression and body language, but internally she was burning with the flames of revenge.

Simon was like a master, creator for her whom she had utmost reverence for, to dare to harm even this cool headed beauty who was always calm and composed, lost it.

Behind them was the formation, in front was the ghoul army led by the three legendary warriors of the kingdom and in the sky was Annette, a mage who entered the realm of mutation magic.

No matter where they looked, they were pincered from all sides. Breaking the formation was impossible without destroying the core or the caster. The core was hidden among the ghoul army as such, defeating the caster made sense.

However, the caster was the woman flying in the air. Even with all of them joining hands, they were still not a match for her. And now that the ghould army had caught up with them, it was game over for them.

"Infernal Command— [Hellscape]"…

"Tempest Empowerment"…

"Berserker King's Aura"…

One by one, they activated their skills and got ready for an onerous battle. Even if there seemed no hope, even if they were exhausted, they chose to struggle till the very end. And so began the hour long misery of the seven humans who struggled till their last breath.

An hour later, more than half of the ghoul army was decimated, turned into piles of ashes that littered the ground. Large craters dotted the ground and deep ravines cut across the land for miles.

The mana in the surroundings was in haywire and there was no signs of the lush green forest being around this part of the land for miles. The hell scene was not an area that was struck by disaster but instead was man made.

The many traces boring on the ground and even present in the environment, told the tales of a fierce battle that occurred here not too long ago.

"Are you all done already? I still had a few more surprises prepared for you all you know"

Annette spoke looking down at the last three survivors. Lucas Blackwood, Benny Beckerman and a warrior named Granfield. The three of them were the strongest of the lot and thus managed to survive so far.

As for the rest, they either succumbed to the injuries they received, or lay scattered on the ground, chopped into mincemeat by Bloody Blade Zackary or became one of them. That is, became a ghoul after getting by them.

The three of them were the only ones who were able to make it so far. That said, even though they survived, it was literally as the word meant. Just one glance at their state, was enough to know that they barely hanging on.

Body dripping with blood, weapons and armour broken at several places and their dishevelled dirt laden appearance. If someone saw them right now, they would think that they were beggars instead of a powerhouse known throughout the kingdom.

"Dammit, what are these things? They don't die no matter how many times you kill them" Grimacing, the warrior named Granfield complained. He is supporting himself with his weapon, his right arm chopped off by the axe hand Adger.

"It was already bad that they were legendary criminals from the past. However, now they are even unkillable".

Just like Granfield had mentioned, the three legendary criminals of the kingdom, were proving to be a nightmarish obstacle that made them despair. Not only were they much stronger than the ones around them, but unlike the other ghouls, they were able to regenerate and use strange skills and techniques.

As long as they weren't reduced to ashes, they could regenerate from even the most gravest of wounds. That being said, turning them into ashes sounded easier said than done, after all, these three people weren't just your run off the mill ghoul but legendary criminals of the kingdom of the past.

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What's more, even after being turned into a ghoul, these people were special. To list off, not only did they give off a different atmosphere than the other ghouls around them, but they could think and move as if they were still human and use their previous skills as well as those strange abilities that released a bloody light.

Even with the three of them fighting, they could barely hold one each. That was how powerful the three ghouls of the legendary criminal was.

"Dammit, I'm almost out of mana yet there doesn't seem to be any end to these damn ghouls"

Lucas cursed, he had already cast several advanced magic and dozens of intermediate tier magic in succession. Naturally, even with his talent and skills, his vast reserves of mana was coming to an end.

One could imagine what would happen of a mage who ran out of Mana. With the presence of those three unkillable bastards, the army of ghouls and the woman who was eyeing from the skies and enjoying their misery with cold callous eyes, his chances of surviving looked slim.

'Do I have no choice but to give up on Cynthia and use that skill to run' His mind raced with thoughts. He looked at his two remaining teammates who were barely hanging on and seemed like they would fall down with just the push of a breeze, before making up his mind.

It was a pity that he would have to leave them behind and escape on his own; however, the circumstances were so that it was the only option he had with him. It was not like he didn't feel any guilt leaving them behind to their fates especially when the blame for their current situation can be put entirely on his shoulder.

He was the one who brought them here and now he has to leave them behind and escape on his own.

"Lucas, don't blame yourself. The lives lost cannot be blamed entirely on you. We came here on our own, nobody could have made us come otherwise. We came because it was you. Hehe, so survive, it is better than just dying here"

As if reading through his thoughts, Benny glanced at him and grinned. In their group of nine, he was the only person Lucas was close to and saw as a friend. He was like a mentor, elder brother kind of existence for him.

"Wait what are you guys talking about? You two… you aren't making any plans of escaping without me are you" Granfiled who was left out of the conversation, suspected.

"Haha, what are you afraid of Granfield? Nobody is escaping, come on I shall accompany you till the end" Benny interrupted, activating his lightning suit and running headfirst into he enemy.

Seeing that Benny was engaging the enemy, he didn't think that Lucas would leave him behind and escape. The thought disappeared from his mind and he followed behind Benny. If he was going to die, he wanted to take as many of these ghoul bastards with him, especially that Adger who chopped his hand.

Right as the two moved, Lucas behind them started activating his skill. Space around him fluctuated and trembled intensely as spatial energy diffused around the surroundings.

Feeling the energy, Granfield who was ploughing down the ghouls, turned towards Lucas. Immediately, his face became as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly. That bastard was actually escaping on his own.

Did Benny know that? Seeing that Benny wasn't doing anything and simply looked at Lucas with a knowing nod, he finally understood what was going on.

The both of them were in it, they planned to let Lucas escpae on his own. A mage who knew a space skill or spatial magic was the best escape means one could ask for.