Three pitch-black tentacles broke out of the ground!
They were about the size of a baby's arm, but they were about thirty feet long. The tentacles were made entirely out of shadow energy and wrapped around the monsters in an instant. The first monster to be wrapped around was the Ogre. The moment the tentacles touched it, the Ogre froze on the spot like a wooden puppet. The power of a Level 3 Fireball was equivalent to a Howitzer, so a Level 4 Shadow Tentacle wasn't as simple as it looked.
The highly condensed shadow energy had a paralyzing effect. Any creature touched by the tentacles would have to undergo a Test of Endurance, or else they would be paralyzed for a few seconds. Although the Ogre's strength was high, their vitality wasn't much higher than a human's. Normally, it was around 15 points, so they only had a 50% chance of passing the Test of Endurance. The tentacles wrapped around the Ogre under Søren's control. The thirty feet long tentacles wrapped around the Ogre's neck and slowly tightened.
"Shadow Tentacles [Spellcasting] (Circle 4): Summon 3-6 energy tentacles within 100 feet. You can use your mind to control them to attack enemies. The energy tentacles can be up to 50 feet long. Any target that comes into contact with them must undergo a Test of Endurance. Otherwise, they will be paralyzed for a few seconds by the shadow energy. The tentacles have a base strength of 15. Every point of spell power increases the caster's strength by 1, up to a maximum of 25 points of strength. Each point of spell power increases the caster's duration by 6 seconds. "
Søren's intelligence was 18 points.
After his subclass, he had a wizard level 1 spell power of 1 point, and his 18 points of intelligence gave him 4 spell power. In other words, the Shadow Tentacles had 20 points of strength and could last for 30 seconds. Although 30 seconds wasn't a long time, it was enough to decide the life and death of both sides.
"Crack!"
The first ogre that was entangled had its neck snapped. The other two energy tentacles wrapped around the swamp lizard and wrapped around its limbs in the blink of an eye. At the same time, they wrapped around the waist of the lizard druid and lifted it up. The Swamp Monitor Lizard let out a furious roar, but even if it had successfully passed the Endurance Immunity test, it could not break free from the energy tentacles' shackles. At the same time, Lizardman Druil's neck was strangled by an energy tentacle, directly interrupting his casting process.
"Die!"
Søren's expression was ferocious. The pain brought about by the Plague had completely ignited his murderous intent. The energy tentacles that he directly controlled began to tighten. The Lizardman Druil let out a shrill cry as his spine and neck were snapped. His entire body was twisted into a Z-shape. An energy tentacle with 20 points of Strength was enough to crush it. If there was a difference of more than 5 points of Strength, the damage caused would be greatly increased. Sometimes, it could even cause fatal damage.
When an ordinary person with 10 strength fought against a professional boxer with 15 strength, the damage would be completely different.
This was also the reason why no one could take the Ogre's direct attack head-on.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Only half of the thirty seconds had passed. Before the others could react, Søren quickly controlled the energy tentacles to shoot out. One energy tentacle continued to bind the Swamp Monitor Lizard, while the other two energy tentacles began to mercilessly slaughter the nearby Lizardmen. The energy tentacles whipped at the nearby Lizardmen Warriors, sending them flying five or six meters away. When they fell to the ground, their bones were broken in half. A Lizardman Archer wanted to take advantage of the distance between them and Søren, but the energy tentacles immediately wrapped around him and dragged him down from the five or six meter tall fence. With a bang, the Lizardman Archer smashed into the ground. His entire body was almost turned into a meat patty.
Thirty feet in length meant that the attack range was twenty meters in diameter. It was comparable to many long-range weapons.
"What are you waiting for?"
Søren let out a roar. "Counterattack! Now, chase them away! "
Thirty seconds wasn't a long time, but the damage done was shocking. The Ogre was killed by Søren, and the Lizardman Druil was instantly killed. The nearby enemies were all cleaned up in just fifteen seconds. After the death of the Lizardman Druil, his animal companion, the Swamp Monitor Lizard, began to flee. Søren attacked again and again. With the three energy tentacles as the center, there was not a single Lizardman Warrior left alive within twenty meters.
The three energy tentacles crisscrossed and attacked. None of the Lizardmen present could last more than a second!
"Wizard! … … "
The surviving militia members cried out in fear and surprise. They then began to circle around the energy tentacles to launch a counterattack. On the other hand, the Lizardmen were terrified. The terrifying and unknown magic had greatly damaged their morale, especially after their leader, the Druil, was killed. Some of the nearby Lizardmen Warriors had already fled out of fear. Spellcasters were the nightmare of all intelligent creatures. They were powerful and mysterious, and their fear of magic had long seeped into their bones.
Otherwise, the monsters in the wilderness wouldn't have avoided those who obviously knew how to use magic.
The situation was reversed in just thirty seconds.
Søren released the Shadow Tentacles to kill the remaining Ogre, and then killed the Lizardman Druil (the Withered). More than ten Lizardmen who had rushed into the village were killed in a short time. The continuous deaths of their own made them feel terrified. The wizard's terrifying power caused many Lizardmen to scatter. Some of them directly fled into the Night.
"Victory?"
The surviving militia members murmured in disbelief, "We won! The enemy ran away! The Lizardmen ran away! "
A burst of cheers sounded.
Even Søren had underestimated the enemy's fear of magic. Even though the energy tentacles dissipated after thirty seconds, the fear in the hearts of the Lizardmen had already suppressed their desire to fight. The initial casualties had already reached twenty percent, but Søren's burst of power had directly raised the casualties to forty percent. The death of their leader had completely destroyed their courage to continue fighting. More and more Lizardmen began to flee into the night.
Cheers spread throughout the village.
However, after the cheers, there were mournful cries. The militia members looked for their loved ones with bloodshot eyes. A soldier with a broken arm endured the pain and called out the names of his wife and children with a choked voice. There were also some seriously injured people lying on the ground and wailing. Some of them couldn't be saved. Their companions held back their grief and sent them into the arms of the grim reaper. If they weren't given a quick death, they would even wail for an entire day before dying in endless pain.
More and more cries sounded. Everyone's face was filled with sorrow because they had lost many people. Their wives, children, parents, and many familiar friends.
The merciless slaughter of the Lizardmen had caused a lot of casualties. The death toll in the village exceeded a hundred people!
… … …
The fire was still burning.
Some places that were completely burned could no longer be extinguished. The survivors were busy treating the wounded and trying to salvage as much as they could from the fire. The cold winter was coming, and this year's winter would be extremely difficult for them. The cries of women and children could be heard everywhere. Although the men who had experienced a difficult battle tried their best to suppress their emotions, when they saw the bodies of their children's parents, they couldn't help but cry. They even let out extremely suppressed howls like a lone wolf.
A young man stood in front of the fire. He was holding the body of a young girl in his arms. She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. She wasn't beautiful, but at most, she could only be described as delicate. Her skin was slightly dark, and her hands were rough. Because of long-term labor, her actual age might be younger than she looked. The young man held the body in his arms and stood there blankly. Although he didn't cry at all, one could feel his sorrow. He stood there like a fool until a house collapsed under the fire. When the others rushed over to pull him over, he seemed to have woken up and let out a desolate wail.
"Ah!!!"
He frantically pulled out his weapon and slashed at the body of the Lizardmen, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere.
No one stopped him.
Søren didn't know who the dead girl was to him. She could have been his lover, or his family, but he could feel the pain in her heart. Yet, there was nothing he could do.
Sometimes, the world was just so cruel. He had already seen too many deaths and parting.
* Clang! *
Søren looked at the body of the Lizardman Druil. For the first time, he didn't rush to loot. He tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and bit it in his mouth. Then, with trembling hands, he slowly cut off the rotten flesh and abscesses on his arm. The power of the Plague spell hadn't dissipated yet. If he didn't cut off the rotten flesh and abscesses, it would continue to harm him.
A suppressed howl of pain.
Søren's whole body was trembling. He cut off the rotten flesh bit by bit, and applied the potion on it with a twisted expression.
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