"This won't do!" Salin yelled at Rex.
"Hmm, let me think." Rex was worried too. It seemed like there were still a lot of imps, and he and Salin had already used up a hundred mid-level scrolls.
AoE magic scrolls were few to begin with. He'd left a large batch in Coldwater Prefecture and Metatlin City, and only had about a hundred on him. Salin had a lot of blank scrolls, but he didn't have as many finished ones as he did.
These imps were endless, and they weren't afraid of death. They were a bunch of troublemakers. Even if you killed them all, you'd lose a lot too. The materials for the imps' armors were left by the goddess for them, but they had to pay such a high price to get them.
If the underground palace was as big as the one above, it wouldn't be strange if there were hundreds of thousands of imps. The temple was too big, and the goddess had left too much food. The imps reproduced without restraint, and the underground palace must've been filled up.
How could there be imps in this world? Rex almost felt the urge to swear.
"Salin, let me do it. Plus Trish, let Byrne deal with the stronger ones," Sicar requested.
Salin hesitated, then said, "Take the construct puppets. I'll be 50 meters away from you."
Rex didn't waste any time, and immediately released six construct puppets. Sicar nodded to Trish, and she shook her whip and pounced down first.
Rex flew directly into the cave above his head, and used magic to create a foothold. He started to meditate. She needed to recover her spiritual power.
Trish's method was simple. She used her whip to wrap around an imp, then used her meteor hammer. The 16-meter-long meteor hammer was swung, and an empty space was created for Sicar. Only a devil like Trish could be as powerful as Shika. But now that Sicar was an earth priest, her power wasn't very useful.
Sicar's skeleton landed on the ground, and its wings folded. Sicar rode on it, and his feet could step on it like a stirrup. The six construct puppets were all behind or on either side of Sicar. Sicar waved his staff, and rushed towards the most concentrated area of the imps.
Trish stepped aside and waved her whip to help Shika block the attacks from behind. Occasionally, an imp would slip through, but they were blocked by the six construct puppets.
Shika's charging speed wasn't too fast. As the Imp saw that an enemy was finally coming to meet him head-on, he screamed and waved his metal hammer that weighed dozens of jins to meet Shika.
Shika's mount was only four meters long, but its tail was over six meters long. These Imps didn't know fear and rushed towards Shika. But, Shika's mount opened its mouth wide and bit down with all its might, one bite at a time. No armor could stop the sharp teeth of this mount. Whenever it bit down, a bloody hole would appear.
Shika actually used a slow speed to rush into the midst of the Imps. The staff in his hands flew around, smashing left and right. None of the imps could get close to her. With the protection of the six Construct Puppets behind her, Shika didn't even need to look back. She only needed to borrow the power of the earth and smash the Imp with her weapon.
There were too many Imps, so there was no technique to speak of.
At the door, the six Construct Puppets and Trish rushed forward. Shika turned her mount around and attacked again. This happened twice, and the ground was already a mess. At least a hundred Imps had been smashed to death by Shika's staff. Those touched by the Construct Puppets were all seriously injured. No matter how strong the Imps' regenerative abilities were, they couldn't fight for now.
The Construct Puppets themselves needed a Magician to command them. Even though Salin had given them life energy, they weren't truly intelligent creatures. So most of the Imps didn't die. Those who died were unlucky to be hit in the vital parts by a weapon that weighed more than a hundred jins.
Shika only attacked in one direction, which saved her energy. Otherwise, no matter how strong she was, or how strong the skeleton was, she would still get tired. After repeated attacks, the Construct Puppet's magic core was used up first.
Rex's Construct Puppet didn't have a dragon crystal, so Salin had to take the risk and change the magic core of the Construct Puppet under Trish's protection.
Rex meditated for half an hour, then came to replace Salin. Salin wanted to refuse, but he still let Rex take over his task.
His magic strings and mental strength weren't used up much, but he was nervous. If he didn't rest, he would also get tired. The two took turns in an hour, then meditated. The battle was finally getting better.
Two hours later, the Construct Puppet was already covered in wounds. Luckily, the Construct Puppets were much better at dealing with blunt weapons than magic weapons. Shika and Trish weren't tired, but facing the endless Imps, Trish was also a little tired. Byrne didn't attack, hiding on the wall. His injury from the Imp's attack wasn't serious, but if there were more Imps like that, it was better for him to deal with them.
Trish didn't have a replacement, so she could only let the Construct Puppet fight as much as possible. She didn't take the initiative to attack either, controlling her energy consumption.
Salin wasn't idle either. He discovered the Imps' weakness, which was their fingers. The armor made by the Imps wasn't the full metal armor of humans. The fingers were still gloves sewn from animal skin, and the back of the hand was inlaid with metal plates. Salin found that his Water Cut could easily cut off the Imps' fingers, so he often came down and used Icicle to deal with the Imps.
Salin was most familiar with Icicle. It was an instantaneous spell that could be released quickly. The consumption of a first level spell was almost negligible for a fifth level magician. When the Icicle hit the Imp's hand, it often couldn't penetrate the armor, but could freeze it. The frozen fingers were stuck to the warhammer, and the result was that the fingers would break and the warhammer would fall out of the hand.
Shika, on the other hand, became braver as she fought. The Demon Beast skeleton under her would often flick its wings, and the three pairs of bone wings were like incomparably sharp blades. Everywhere it passed, the Imps would be cut in half.
The Demon Beast skeleton had probably been hit by the Imps nearly ten thousand times, but there was still no damage. If it weren't for the fact that the skeleton's attack frequency wasn't high, Shika could even let it fight the Imps alone. When the Imps' warhammers hit the Demon Beast skeleton, they bounced off. The mutated Imps were too strong, and the metal warhammers were even deformed.
The consumption was still not small. The six Construct Puppets fought crazily, and their magic cores changed every ten minutes. Salin couldn't bear to use high-level magic cores, so he could only use mid-level magic cores to drive the puppets.
Salin could also see that Shika's life wasn't in danger. A few powerful Imps had appeared, but they had all been assassinated by Byrne. The old assassin's injuries weren't serious, and he could still fight. The only depressing thing was that to ensure his safety, he still had to consume a large number of magic cores, which was similar to using scrolls.
The battle lasted for eight hours, and Shika finally couldn't take it anymore. She was a little tired. Controlling the Demon Beast skeleton was much easier than a magician controlling the puppets, but eight hours of fighting was also tiring. She wasn't injured, and it was thanks to the Imps' ridiculous intelligence that none of them used their warhammers to attack.
When Shika flew in the sky, they would throw their warhammers. When they landed on the ground, they only knew how to attack savagely, without any order.
If hundreds of metal warhammers flew randomly, it would be much more terrifying than the magic stone cannons.
Shika controlled the Demon Beast skeleton and flew up. She climbed out of the cave and went to the upper level of the palace to rest. Everyone left with Shika. Anyway, it was much easier to guard this cave than the gate below.
"How many did you kill?" Shika panted and sat on the ground. She put away her weapon, took out a small bottle, and swallowed some medicine. Caucasian medicine was very precious. It came from the mysterious highlands, an extremely cold area. Its effects were also stronger than magicians' magic potions. It was just that it was rare and couldn't be popularized.
"At least twenty or thirty thousand." Salin didn't count.
"One hundred and forty thousand and sixty."
"Ah?" After hearing Rex's words, even Silva was shocked.
"I mean the ones Salin and I killed," Rex replied, a little worried. Although Shika had used magic to kill a large number of Imps, and was unparalleled in her bravery, who knew how many days it would take to kill all the Imps.
"Rex, don't be discouraged. If our army wore the armor of the Imps, the Goddess' wish would be easily achieved," Salin comforted Rex.
"I know, but we've been away from Metatlin for too long. I'm afraid something might happen. If we want to practice with Metatlin, we have to go to the desert. There's no way to build a teleportation portal here. "
"With the three lords here, unless a few level-nine powerhouses come personally." Although Salin said that, he was still worried. It had been more than half a year. Could Daniel control the three lords?
Bang!
A construct puppet chopped down with its ax, striking down an Imp that was climbing out of the cave. Rex came to the cave entrance and cast an Earth Wall spell.
The Imps started to climb up. If someone was sent to guard, it would be very troublesome.
At the foot of the mountain, Rex had been gone for a few months. The magicians were already impatient. Neris watched coldly from the side, not in a hurry. If Salin was in danger, she could feel it even in another plane. So when the magicians discussed going up to find Rex, Neris just shook her head.
"Master told me to wait here. I definitely won't leave."
"Then where's Trish?" a magician questioned.
"It's none of your business." Neris rolled her eyes and looked at the magician with contempt.
The magician was so angry that he couldn't speak. He had never been looked down upon like this. Even Rex was polite to him. But considering that Neris might be a demon and that she had two silver sword saints with her, the magician wisely didn't make a move.
"I'll go up myself. It's none of your business," the magician said angrily.
"Go ahead. If you meet any enemies on the way, don't kill them. The others have to be my witnesses," Neris replied with a smile.
The magician felt a chill. Trish was missing. Rex's people had been holding back from asking. If there was an ambush ahead and he went up alone, he might not be a match for the demon.
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