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Chapter 65 Massacre (Part 1)

Lynn's eyes lit up when he saw the familiar faces surrounding him.

Wow, I didn't expect to see an old acquaintance there.

I was just wondering how to find them, and then these good friends delivered themselves to my door.

Lynn thought about the rules after boarding the ship: you can't kill people at will on the ship, but now that you've disembarked, this rule is naturally invalid. He guessed that these wizard apprentices thought the same thing.

Lynn turned around and looked behind him.

The wizard apprentices behind him then blocked Lynn's view.

"No need to look anymore, Wizard Harlin left after disembarking." Lynn noticed that the speaker was a well-dressed, fair-skinned blond boy in the crowd.

The boy looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Are you the leader of these people?" Lynn asked, subtly tightening his grip on his wizard's robes.

The blond youth said confidently, "I'm not a leader, we're just like-minded friends. Let me introduce myself, my name is Hans, from the Marquis de la Trumpet family."

Upon hearing the family name, Lynn couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Hans asked, his face showing embarrassment.

"It's nothing, I just happened to think of something funny." Lynn strangely suppressed his emotions.

In the Kingdom of Erdoru, the morning glory symbolizes honor, divination, love, calmness, and illusion.

So there was nothing wrong with the Marquis of Trumpet Flower, but Lynn couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the title of the marquis.

"I saw you laughing," Hans said, somewhat annoyed. "Can I take that as you mocking the reputation of our Morning Glory family?"

"No, you've misunderstood," Lynn said with a smile, waving her hand.

"What I mean is that you're too close to me." Before he finished speaking, Lynn spread his fingers and raised his hand high, and a strong mental wave spread outward from the center of his palm.

The dark, semi-transparent sound waves spread outwards, with layers of undulating ripples vibrating continuously, instantly covering an area of ​​thirty meters in radius.

All the wizards within this area were instantly struck by a powerful shockwave, accompanied by a roar that seemed to strike the depths of their souls, like the howl of a monster.

First-level spell – Fear!

The powerful area-of-effect spell instantly stunned all the wizard apprentices within its range.

bang~

The necklace Hans wore on his chest emitted a silver, starlight-like mesh barrier that protected him. The ripples of the terror spell touched this silver, starlight-like mesh barrier.

The intense friction between the two generated a strong feedback on the silver starlight grid-like barrier surface, causing the barrier to ripple and tremble.

buzzing

"This spell's casting without incantation is really slow," Lynn thought to himself.

He discovered a special technique: "saying one thing and meaning another." While saying other things, he was actually preparing a spell in his mind. Although this would delay the casting time of the spell, it would make it more covert.

Of course, this would also generate strong mental fluctuations in the mind. Lynn had not yet found a way to conceal these mental fluctuations during the operation of the spell framework. If it were a wizard with keen senses, he would be able to detect them, but these wizard apprentices obviously did not have such abilities.

Lynn had been secretly preparing this spell the moment he realized he was surrounded by these people.

Besides Hans, two other noble wizard apprentices also had magical ornaments that provided protection, but these ornaments were clearly less protective than those on Hans.

After barely mitigating most of the damage, the magical ornaments on the other two wizard apprentices were also destroyed.

However, the terror spell, having lost most of its power, only caused the two noble wizard apprentices to collapse to the ground with their legs weak, unlike the other wizard apprentices around them who fainted or fell to the ground trembling in terror.

The effect of the "Fear Spell" is to subject all units within its range to a mental test of fear. Those who fail the test will fall into fear, which manifests outwardly as weakness in the limbs, mental confusion, and feelings of chest tightness and shortness of breath. It is also accompanied by symptoms such as sweating, stomach discomfort, trembling, numbness in the hands and feet, and even a sense of impending death. People with poor mental fortitude may also exhibit strange behaviors such as going crazy, running around aimlessly, and talking to themselves.

Of course, if one's mental strength is too weak, the body's self-protection mechanism will cause the person subjected to the terror spell to faint directly.

Two subtle silver lights flashed across the ring in Lynn's hand.

The next moment, two enormous iron earthworms and Lauren appeared in front of them.

Once reality arrived, under Lynn's cold and emotionless orders, Iron Earthworm and Lauren indiscriminately slaughtered the surrounding wizard apprentices who had lost the ability to resist.

Without magic and powerless to resist, these wizarding apprentices and their followers were as fragile as paper.

Lynn reached behind his back with his right hand, grabbed something hard, and then suddenly pulled it out, aiming it at Hans, who was not far away.

Among the wizarding apprentices around, Hans was the only one who still retained his fighting ability.

His magical ornaments blocked the area-of-effect spell, Terror, but it also temporarily went dormant and needed to be recharged before it could be used again.

Hans pulled a pure silver staff with a red ribbon tied to its tip from his pocket.

The obscure incantation was uttered simultaneously by the two of them.

Hans' forehead was covered in a fine sweat as he stared intently at Lynn.

A smile gradually appeared on Lynn's face as the last syllable fell.

The air at the tip of the staff distorted, and a tiny flame seemed to ignite the air, instantly expanding into a blazing fireball.

The fireball slammed towards Hans the moment it took shape.

At the same time, Hans had just finished reciting the last syllable of the incantation.

A chilling aura emanated from the tip of his staff, and under the sunlight, an arrow resembling an ice crystal was aimed at Lynn.

But the secondary fireball was already hurtling in.

boom! ! !

The secondary fireball and the ice crystal arrow collided violently. The two spells collided in mid-air, and the aftershock of the explosion instantly sent Hans flying.

Sorry, I chanted the spell half a second faster than you. I've been secretly practicing my ventriloquism for this moment.

Young man, you can't talk as fast as me, so what are you going to use to compete with me in magic?

Lynn channeled his spiritual power into the staff, and the next moment, a ball of churning acid condensed at the tip of the staff.

Acid missiles!

Hans, who had just gotten up from the ground, saw the incoming acid missile and his expression changed instantly. He rolled to the side in a disheveled manner.

It's clear that Hans's family of morning glory members put him through rigorous training.

Although the rolling motion is unsightly, it is at least effective.

He dodged most of the acid missiles, but only some of them landed on his legs.

His noble robes were immediately corroded, emitting billowing white smoke, and his legs were also corroded at the same time.

The boy screamed and fell to the ground, writhing in agony from the corrosive acid.

Taking advantage of his weakness, Lynn continued chanting the incantation. This time, he used the Mage's Hand, and it was the strongest version of the Mage's Hand, which was infused with maximum mental power and consumed 0.5 standard mental power per second.

Other spells have obvious trajectories and are easy to dodge, but the Mage's Hand, which can move freely, is not so easy to dodge.

A giant, transparent hand materialized above Hans's head and slammed down on it without hesitation.

The blond boy's handsome face instantly turned into a pile of mangled flesh.

(End of this chapter)