The scarred man and the magician exchanged glances, both understanding each other's meaning.

"Give that child to me."

"I...."

"You...what are you?!"

The scarred man used his imposing manner to threaten them, saying that these people seemed a bit tough, so he could leave them to the boss and deal with the little girl.

He didn't care about any of that; he just went for the one who looked the weakest.

The mage was on the verge of tears, and had no choice but to find a new target, which he then locked onto as the fully armed ice knight.

"This is clearly melee combat; I, as a mage, have the advantage of ranged attacks."

He rallied his spirits and began chanting the magic spell again, converging countless hurricanes.

"Low-cost spell: Wind Blade!"

The Ice Guardian, standing not far away, blinked slightly but remained motionless, showing no intention of drawing his sword.

"Ouch—it hurts—"

A scream came from the magician's mouth as his bloodied arm fell to the ground. Fear spread through his eyes as he collapsed.

Gransta's eyes flickered, and he roughly understood what was going on. He even tried to use the magic of gathering magic essence and clearly felt a strong resistance.

Although the resistance was strong, it only slowed down the formation of his magic considerably.

"It seems they have something to rely on?"

"Lord Gransta, an invisible interference force has been detected, with a range of approximately ten meters. It is affecting you. Do you wish to eliminate it?"

The voice of the Overlord suddenly rang in his mind; this ability even alarmed the Overlord.

"Dominator, can you detect the source of this mysterious power?"

"Detecting... Report: One of the dwarves has been detected wearing an unknown sorcerer's device!"

"Analyzing this unknown sorcerer's device..."

With the guidance of the Overlord, Gransta quickly locked onto the target.

However, the Overlord seemed to be having some difficulty analyzing the device, and his voice quickly faded away.

The short man, whose entire face was covered by a cloak, was looking at them with a grim expression, and a few beads of sweat were seeping from his forehead, as if he had exhausted himself.

"These few good-for-nothings..."

He practically gritted his teeth as he uttered those words, his other hand gripping a necklace adorned with a blood-red jewel.

Then he turned to the samurai with the large cleaver beside him and gave him orders.

"Go! Don't worry about me, go deal with that white-haired woman!"

"Yes, boss."

The samurai with the greatsword smiled cruelly, then took out his greatsword and licked it with his tongue, seemingly enjoying the smell of blood.

Long Xueqing frowned slightly. She didn't care at all when she saw that her opponent had changed. With her strength, she could easily kill these small fry with a single punch.

Even if communicating through the Magic Element Corridor is a bit troublesome now, then we can just not use Magic Element.

After all, the immense strength of the dragon bloodline is no joke...

"Heh... You can't even use magic essence, yet you still have so much strength. Interesting!"

The swordsman was excited. He knew that Long Xueqing had some strength when he saw her throw a punch, but that was all.

He charged forward first, carrying a large machete, leaving two blurry afterimages as he rushed out.

brush--

The sword fell, but the scene of blood splattering everywhere did not occur, which made the samurai pause for a moment, and then his pupils contracted sharply and he trembled violently.

Long Xueqing easily caught the falling broadsword with her two slender fingers, a disdainful smirk playing on her lips as she looked at the warrior as if he were nothing more than a nobody.

"【Intimidation】"

In the samurai's eyes, the white-haired woman's aura was like that of a giant dragon, her domineering presence almost immobilizing him.

"How...is this possible?"

His pupils were trembling, the previous contempt and excitement long gone, when an inconspicuous fist loomed large in front of him.

Terror, fear, and dread intertwined, and before the fist even touched him, his eyes had already rolled back and he was foaming at the mouth.

boom--

Long Xueqing's punch seemed casual to outsiders, but it contained the immense weight of a dragon.

Then, the scarred man was completely gone.

Long Xueqing let out a sigh of relief. She felt satisfied with that punch; anyone who harbored hostility towards Lord Gransta would be annihilated with a single blow.

"This is the devil—"

The dwarf under the cloak couldn't help but take a few steps back, staring wide-eyed at the white-haired woman.

He was tempted to run away. Did they think they could handle such a monster? They were courting death and were filled with regret for targeting this group.

Just as he turned to run, he noticed the blue-robed, masked man looking at him with a mocking gaze. Damn it, when did he appear behind him without him noticing at all?

He pinned his hopes on his two other subordinates, but what he saw when he turned around filled him with despair.

The mage's arm was cut off for some reason, and he didn't even see the ice knight make his move.

The mage was now being held in the hands of the Ice Guards like a dead dog, before turning into an ice sculpture, devoid of any life.

What surprised Gransta the most was Kuroya's ability to use magic energy without being affected. He had been a little worried about her, but now it seemed there was no need to.

"Ugh—you bad guy! My sister said we can't be soft on bad guys."

Kuroya gasped in surprise, then realized the other person was a bad guy. She used green energy to create several vines with her hands; after all, she was a tree spirit.

"Oh dear—please go easy on me, Grandma!"

"Ahhh—"

Then came a series of piercing screams, accompanied by the sound of whips lashing.

When Chloe saw the scarred man charging towards her, she was startled, but fortunately she reacted quickly and remembered what her sister Treyne had told her.

"Kuroya, outside you can only trust the Granstas. Everyone else is a bad person with ill intentions, understand?"

At the time, she was still naive and, having learned her lesson last time, thought the outside world was wonderful. But now she understands a little.

"Hmph, as expected, everyone outside except for Lord Granstas is a big bad guy."

Kuroya angrily manipulated the vines, lashing them mercilessly at the scarred man.

Immediately, a series of screams rang out, and the scarred man felt utterly miserable.

I initially thought dealing with a little girl would be easy, but before I could even make a move, I was trapped by an overwhelming vine trail and then subjected to torture...

Why was that girl able to use magic energy under the boss's dissolving barrier? It doesn't make sense!

Long Xueqing's eyes lit up as she looked at Kuroya's actions with admiration, and her opinion of her improved considerably.

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