Slay a Grade 2 Radiant Knight?
If they had never come into contact with the Radiant Knights before, perhaps some Magi would dare to dream of such a thing. However, after experiencing several battles with the Radiant Knights, all Grade 1 Magi had long since given up on such unrealistic fantasies.
Although the Knights of the Plane of Knights were slightly weaker, when they swung their glowing runic swords, even the most basic physical attack could be converted to a magic effect of 60 degrees. As for the Knight's Berserk Battle Technique, it could reach an astonishing 120 degrees.
This also meant that once these Knights got close, ordinary defensive spells and elemental barriers would not be able to withstand their attacks at all. Hence, the most common tactic used by these Knights against spellcasters was to raise their energy shields and charge forward while enduring the opponent's spells. Then, they would rush to the side of the spellcaster and cut them into pieces. Then, the world would be at peace.
Simple, violent, and direct!
It sounded so crude that people could not help but laugh.
However, these Knights had relied on this method to slaughter all the naturally awakened spellcasters of this plane. That was until they encountered these evil Magi from the Sorcerer World …
Grimm dragged the golden skeleton of the Knight and retreated from the battlefield, while Entik led a swarm of Carrion Beetles to replace him. Both sides inevitably brushed past each other.
Entik's face was hidden under the shadow of his hood, and only part of his disgusting mouth could be seen. The moment they brushed past each other, he quietly tilted his head and glanced at Grimm. In his unique insect voice, he said, "You're very powerful!"
Then, he secretly glanced at the secret voodoo scroll in Grimm's left hand before commanding the Carrion Beetles to charge into the battlefield.
Only when Entik's sticky gaze left him did the disgusting feeling in Grimm's heart gradually begin to subside. "You're very powerful!" Entik's bloodthirsty gaze, the hoarse and unpleasant insect cries, and the meaningful hints made Grimm feel extremely uncomfortable.
If not for the Lord of the Flames waiting not far behind him, as well as the powerful self-defense spell left in the Secret Voodoo Scroll in his hand, Grim suspected that Entich would not be able to suppress the malice in his heart and launch an attack on him!
Although Grimm was already very weak, he still retained some strength to counterattack. Once someone couldn't restrain their greed, he guaranteed that he would use the most violent counterattack to shatter their unrealistic fantasies.
Sorcerers were like lonely and greedy wolves that could usually gather together to devour their enemies. But once someone in their group showed signs of fatigue or became weak, they wouldn't mind using the cruel law of the wolf pack to clean up the weak!
This cruel competitive relationship made it difficult for wizards to work together wholeheartedly, but it also nurtured many evil, cruel, and terrifying powerhouses who could stand alone and deal with any unfavorable situation.
In the complicated and ever-changing situation of the planar battlefield, there wasn't much meaning in working together. On the contrary, it was the all-rounded Magi who had a higher chance of survival. It was no wonder that non-combat Magi were so eager to be dragged onto the battlefield and sent to their deaths at the mention of the Planar War!
After all, in the Planar Battlefield, there would be no Anatomy Refinery Sorcerers to block the surging enemies for you, nor would there be Elemental Sorcerers to prop up an Elemental Shield for you, nor would there be Sorcerers to drag you along as you fled … When you were in the Planar Battlefield, you would always be fighting alone.
In the Planar Battlefield, you had to solve all the problems you faced!
Once you fell into a crisis because of your own incompetence, don't expect your "companions" to come to your rescue without hesitation. All they could do was throw a Witchcraft Fireball at you and drag your enemies to the grave with you.
Just like in the wild battle earlier, although the three Anatomy Refinery Sorcerers, Grimm, and Hyde had put up a simple defense line on the outside, there were still a lot of small fries that slipped through the defense line. The Magi who were "protected" in the inner circle tried their best to clean up the large group of Demon Hunter Knights in the distance while dealing with the annoying ones that rushed to their sides.
In such a situation, the Auxiliary Sorcerers who had no ability to protect themselves and relied on the protection of their "companions" to unleash their maximum combat power were the quickest to die. Perhaps this was the main reason why most Arcane Sorcerers would work hard to learn some Elemental Sorcery!
While the outer circle of the battlefield was bloody and tragic, the inner circle of the battlefield was also very lively.
Before Grimm could drag his exhausted body back to the group of sorcerers, a squad of demon hunter knights charged at him while chanting the inane slogan of "exterminate evil". Of course, they quickly fell under the violent fire spells of the Lord of the Flames.
It had to be said that Grimm had the confidence of having a Wizard-level Magic Puppet by his side to protect him!
It took Grimm the time it took to brew a cup of tea to finish the short distance of less than a hundred meters. Behind him, more than 30 Demon Hunter Knights had already fallen.
As Grimm slowly walked through the Sorcerer's formation, the Sorcerers who were fighting with all their might could not help but nod at him. They were not stingy with showing their respect to a companion who could kill a Grade 2 Radiant Knight all by himself.
After greeting Wizard Cogan and nodding at the others, Grimm slowly retreated into the gate of the Wizard's Pagoda. He found a safe place to treat his injuries.
He took out a Leaf of Life and put it in his mouth, then took out a bottle of ointment and applied it to his severely burned hands. He then raised his head and swallowed a bottle of potion that stimulated his mental strength. Only then did he sit down with difficulty, clenching his teeth as he endured the intense pain in his limbs.
At this moment, the self-examination report projected by the A.I. Chip in the depths of his eyes revealed the true state of his body.
Grimm, Human (Semi-Elemental), Male, Grade 1 Elemental Sorcerer. Body: Strength 1.5 (0.4)
Agility 0.9 (0.6)
Vitality 1.4 (0.5)
Mental Strength 1.3 (0.1). Status: Mental Strength depleted, recovering from serious injuries …
The numbers in brackets in the self-examination report were his current physical stats. Comparing the two, he could more directly feel the extent of his body's deterioration.
Grimm sat quietly, waiting for his body to slowly recover. The tall Lord of the Flames guarded the gate of the Wizard's Pagoda, helping the Potion Master Feryl quickly eliminate every Demon Hunter that barged into the area.
It seemed that the family still valued Feryl's talent as a Potion Master. Otherwise, they would not have assigned him such a low position.
With the help of the Lord of the Flames, Feryl, who was not adept at combat, could finally relax. He turned around to look at Grimm, who was in pain, and tossed a small green potion bottle at him. He said in a hoarse voice, "Rub this on your wounds. It can relieve the burns caused by the Fire Origin Energy!"
Grimm caught the bottle and held it in front of his eyes.
A green potion was slowly vibrating inside the colorless and transparent vulcanized test tube. When the cork was pulled out, a unique aura of Life Force was released.
Grimm looked down at his hands and could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
His originally fair and slender hands were now as black as charcoal, and their surface was covered with fine wrinkles and cracks. If he exerted a little force, the charcoal-like skin would crack open, revealing the black finger bones underneath.
Even though the Leaf of Life in his mouth was slowly but steadily healing the burns on his hands, the burns this time were caused by the violent Fire Element Law released by the Light of Flames. If he did not remove the strands of Law Energy, his hands would not be able to recover.
The new flesh would be instantly evaporated by the high temperature and heat of the Fire Element Law, leaving his hands in this state forever. Even though this part of the Fire Element Law came from him, when he used the body of a Fire Demon to control the Fire Element Law that he was not familiar with, the backlash of the Law was extremely terrifying.
If he did not absorb or neutralize the dissipating Law Energy, his hands would not be able to recover. This also meant that he would not be able to use both hands to cast spells in a short period of time!
Grimm tried to drip a drop of the potion on his left hand. The moment the green liquid came into contact with his shriveled flesh, a crisp popping sound could be heard. Pieces of charred flesh burst open, and wisps of bright red flames rose from within. Then, they were gradually extinguished by the green liquid.
Soon after, that area of skin gradually became plump and supple.
Grimm smiled and nodded at Felicia. Only then did he dare to rub the green liquid on his burnt hands. Following the continuous crackling sound, strands of the Law of Fire were pulled out and slowly dissipated in the air. Grimm's hands had also returned to their normal white and slender state.
As for the pain and numbness caused by the exploding skin and growing flesh, Grimm used his powerful power of the Will to suppress it. He was the only one who could fully understand the meaning behind all of this!
During this time, Wizard Forgan, who was covered in a layer of frost, barged in along with the howling cold wind. He sat cross-legged in another corner of the hall and began to quickly heal himself.
"This is for you!" Wizard Forgan casually threw over a giant ice crystal. Inside it, the frozen Radiant Knight could be vaguely seen, "Use this to please that little vampire lover of yours. Maybe you'll be able to get intimate with her immediately! Hehehe … "
Seeing a high-ranked Magus, who usually did not smile, tease him like this, Grimm was speechless for a while. However, the value of a well-preserved Radiant Knight's body was definitely much higher than his tattered bones that were about to be burnt to a crisp.
Therefore, Grimm's eyes lit up as he accepted the Frozen Knight.
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