Chapter 24

"Kill them all!!"

Perhaps, at this moment, my orders were superfluous.

The fastest, without a doubt, was Xueti, who had the honorary title of Iron Guard. As the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, the Urban Management Corps could be considered his direct troops. He interacted with them the most, even knowing the names of all eight hundred Urban Management officers. Now, seeing them suffer right before his eyes, how could he not be angry, how could he not hate!

Xueti's pupils had already turned white, and the last bit of reason in his mind had turned to blood. After he decided to go into a berserk state, the kind and gentle image he usually presented was completely gone. Now, he was not the perverted old bull who never fought back even when chased and beaten by the Urban Management, but a mad bull driven by the desire for revenge.

"Heroic Charge!"

It was the simplest warrior skill, merely propelling the user forward like a cannonball. But in the hands of the Iron Guard, it became a death charge that tore through everything.

Facing it head-on? It would simply crush through unreasonably.

Spear thrust? Even a long spear with a sharpness enchantment couldn't pierce his iron body.

The powerful Blackwater Legion warriors were as fragile as chickens before the legendary old bull. It seemed that using weapons wasn't enough to vent his anger. He picked up a pig race beastman with one hand, and with a collision of his arms, turned him into a mass of flesh. Then, he looked for the next target...

"Curse. Turn into a frog!"

A shaman with a head full of chicken feathers cast his most vicious curse on the old bull, but the Iron Guard just glared fiercely, and the curse was reflected back onto the shaman.

"Ribbit ribbit" A frog appeared on the ground, running around randomly, then was stepped on and killed by the mad bull.

Black Iron bloodline, Bronze body, Silver dignity, Gold will. At the legendary stage, a strong person can condense their soul emblem, using it as the core and power source to greatly enhance their abilities in a certain area.

"Steel Heart" was the name of Xueti's soul emblem. He firmly believed that his body was as hard as iron and his heart as strong as steel, invulnerable and perfect.

Well, the side effect was that he was overly confident in his perfect body, thinking that not showing it to the world was a regret for everyone, so he developed the bad habit of stripping off and displaying himself...

Cough, now on the battlefield, let's be serious. Let's get back to the main topic.

A gold-level strong person can influence their body and the world with their will. Under the enhancement of this purely beneficial soul emblem, as long as Xueti focused his will, combined with the basic abilities of a legendary Just Knight, he became an unbreakable steel fortress.

So, breaking a few inferior weapons and reflecting a few low-level curses, what was that!

Facing the Blackwater Legion's battle formation, he was like an unstoppable meat grinder, slowly and resolutely charging, advancing, and pressing forward, leaving behind a trail of shredded flesh and broken weapons.

"Accept the judgment of the law! Criminal! Spell: Judgment!"

Compared to the already berserk Xueti, Kevin at least remembered to use the essential spell of a Just Knight.

This spell was derived from the holy knight's divine spell Detect Evil, but the effects were vastly different. The divine spell Detect Evil sounded like it could distinguish between good and evil, but if good and evil could be so easily distinguished, what would be the point of police and law enforcement? The holy knights could just investigate everyone and throw the bad ones into prison, and the world would be at peace.

The divine spell Detect Evil truly detected the energy and racial bloodline within a person. If it was inclined towards chaos, it would show a red light representing evil. If it was inclined towards order, it would show a white light representing justice...

Although unreliable, in a certain sense, it was quite effective. At least, a lich full of death magic and a dark elf with a chaotic bloodline would definitely glow red, and they generally wouldn't do good deeds.

And my spell: Judgment, based on the law, examined the roots and memories of the target, judging their actions in the past hour. If they were guilty, it would show a red light; if not, a white light.

Of course, I would very much like to extend the duration of this spell, so our judicial system could save a lot of trouble, but unfortunately, this is the power of order and rules, and cannot be modified by an individual.

In front of me, the divine light of Judgment fell, and naturally, all the beastmen glowed red. Then, the subsequent spells could naturally be several times more powerful.

"Spell: Silence!"

A gavel fell from the air, and with the silver ripple, a silent halo spread out. All the shamans found they couldn't chant, and then all the berserkers found they couldn't roar!

This second-level spell used to keep the courtroom quiet could, of course, also make criminals shut up!

"Spell: Lock Evidence, Disarm!"

This spell was considered the most shameless of the Just Knight's spells, and there was no other. If the opponent was a criminal, a specific item of the opponent would be designated as evidence and temporarily unusable. (A fifth-level spell, quite draining of magic, and the prerequisite is that the target has been judged guilty)

Although the duration was extremely short and the target was limited, just imagining it, one could understand that in battle, if weapons were dropped and armor suddenly fell off...

"Sin Slash!"

A senior Just Knight like Kevin wouldn't miss the opportunity when the opponent lost their weapon.

Kevin's longsword swung, and the silver light on it was the power of law and order added by the spell. The criminals it struck would suffer several times more damage.

Under that ordinary longsword, the thick skin and tough flesh of the pig race beastmen were as fragile as paper.

With one slash of the knight, the silver light turned into a flying wheel. He specifically targeted valuable targets, and in one breath, he killed several officers.

A classic combination of holy knight divine spells and physical combat, physical combat combined with low-level spells that had special effects on criminals, was the most common way for Just Knights, who were law enforcers, to fight.

And the clearly berserk Xueti was an exception. Not only did he not use spells or weapons, but he even thought his clothes were a hindrance and started to take off his armor...

Cough, it's good for warriors to have passion, as long as you are harder than armor, using or not using weapons and equipment is your choice. What's wrong with running naked on the battlefield?

In fact, as a rare pure physical enhancement legendary warrior, Xueti's physical strength was not much inferior to Adam. Ordinary weapons were really unnecessary for him. Whether torn by brute force or split by a sharp sword, the difference for the victim was not significant.

Perhaps, Xueti's identity has not been revealed, and the title of battlefield exhibitionist has not spread, just because all the enemies who saw his mad bull form have already been crushed...

"What excellent cannon fodder."

Seeing the two cannon fodder, who were attracting the attention of most of the opponents, I couldn't help but sigh.

The other two mages, Kalle and Elisa, both showed understanding smiles.

In the Axi continent, there was once a classic saying, roughly that mages looked down on everyone, and in their eyes, all professions were divided into two: mages and non-mage cannon fodder...

This was undoubtedly another interpretation of the supremacy of magic, but I have to say, this is clearly a bias.

"In my eyes, there are three categories: mages, useless cannon fodder, and very useful cannon fodder. Kevin and Iron Block (Xueti's code name) are undoubtedly the most valuable classic collection edition cannon fodder! Look, under their impact, those stupid pigs have already forgotten us, forgotten the mages, who are the core of the battlefield."

As fellow truth-seeking mages, Kalle Dia's answers always satisfied me, and we were in complete agreement.

"Actually, I categorize by level. Xueti is a legendary level cannon fodder. If you consider his soul emblem, he could be upgraded one level, naturally worthy of classic collection. Kevin is not very powerful... Well, Elisa, don't look at me like that. I know we should get to work now. Cough, since the cannon fodder has attracted the opponents' attention and completed their task, let's finish them off in one go."

"Then let me go first. Spell: Restrict Movement."

This is a single-target fourth-level spell, only limiting the movement of the target in a fixed area, but in the hands of a saint-level mage, it became a powerful group restriction spell. For a moment, all the Blackwater soldiers with red light on their bodies became unable to move.

"Huh! What's going on!! Huh!"

"Huh! Let me out!"

Solo mages are often seen as artillery, but in fact, when mages work in teams, especially when familiar mages cooperate, they can play their greatest role.

Saint-level Kalle Dia spent a lot of magic to restrict the opponents' movement, even to the point of not being able to move himself to maintain the spell, just to allow me and Elisa to lock onto the opponents and cast spells calmly.

Since the conditions are so good, the spells we choose now should fully utilize the advantage of the opponents being restricted and unable to move.

"Ice Spike Formation!"

As a half-demon, Elisa naturally had a strong chaotic bloodline, and learning the power of law and order, which is subordinate to the source of order, was not easy. So, I taught her mainly my expertise as the Grand Duke of Eternal Night—necromancy and ice element magic.

For an ice mage, creating a few ice sculptures is as easy as pie. Ice sculptures indeed lack killing power, but if they appear in the wrong place...

Let me put it bluntly, at this moment, ice spikes were slowly forming under all the beastmen, and the sharpest points of the ice spikes were directly aimed at the beastmen's vital parts...

Glancing at the insulted bodies of the Urban Management officers on the ground, I wiped a cold sweat and sighed, "Never offend women." I knew that Elisa was truly angry.

Perhaps to make the beastmen repent of their sins before death, the ice spikes grew slowly, but seeing the sweat on old Kalle's forehead and hearing the beastmen's curses, I felt it was necessary to help them.

"Super Magic: Levitation!"

This is an upgrade of the second-level floating spell used by mages to jump from high places, allowing one to float a little higher, about one or two meters.

And at this moment, after I used the super magic technique to turn it into a group spell, it became a sixth-level general arcane spell. Soon, all the beastmen in this area were levitated, and due to the spell limiting their movement, they could only go up and down...

Now, I am not that top-tier mage at the demigod level. Although it's just a sixth-level arcane spell, the lich's magic power is not much, so I couldn't waste it...

"Snap!" I snapped my fingers, and the effect of the levitation spell was canceled. All the beastmen fell rapidly, and the ice spikes that had been waiting for a long time met them head-on...

"Truly tragic! I can't bear to watch."

The scene in front of me reminded me of the ice sugar葫芦串 (ice sugar skewers) pierced by bamboo sticks, and I decided never to eat this food again, then realized I no longer needed to eat, making this consideration completely unnecessary...

"Huh! Devil!! Huh!"

"Quick, run! Huh! Quick, run!"

When half of a legion is turned into "pork ice sugar skewers" in front of the other half, even the most elite soldiers would break and run for their lives.

And the collapse of the Blackwater soldiers was naturally to be expected.

"Should we chase them?"

"No, just force them out of the city."

If I followed my usual habits, I would definitely kill them all, and if they escaped the city, I would pursue them for a thousand miles. But now, I temporarily don't chase them because I feel very uneasy, sensing something is wrong.

To be honest, when I saw the惨状 (horrible scene) at the outer city gate and the Blackwater Legion, my first reaction, besides anger, was more surprise.

"Why send the Blackwater Legion, which is part of the guard? If it was a small group of elite thieves, it could be explained as a disturbance, but if it's the guard, it becomes an obvious act of war. Huh, that stupid pig must have water in his head. Does he dare to turn against Sulfur Mountain City and start a full-scale war? What support does he have?"

But soon, when I found I couldn't contact Margaret outside the city, I guessed what had happened.

"Underground Alliance and the Underground City Overlord? It seems they are planning to completely turn against Sulfur Mountain City. I underestimated them. Their attack with half a legion is probably just to pin down Sulfur Mountain City's internal forces... Are they not afraid of Adam and the others retaliating? Provoking three independent free demigod-level strong people at once? If you don't cut the grass at the root, it's like inviting death. So, the Underground Overlords are planning to cut the root. Margaret and the others, who I can't contact, must have encountered trouble, and big trouble."

Thinking about this, I made up my mind.

"Let's go back to the court, we'll hold a trial."

"Hold a trial? Are you going to use the original law? Lilith just reported that the city situation is still under control. Is it worth using the trump card now?"

"Of course it's worth it. The situation has changed, Elisa. Go prepare the artifact and the ritual. We need to immediately quell the internal unrest. Our great city lord might still be waiting for our rescue."

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