Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

Rhodes' mind raced, and he stared intently at the white bone staff.

The bone staff was stuck in the ground, shimmering with a deathly aura.

The ritual array centered on the staff also flickered with the same color of light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Can the magic circle maintain its operation continuously without human intervention?

This is good stuff.

Such a treasure of heaven and earth is left to that goblin child who uses sorcery. Isn't that a waste of resources?

Unfortunately, the distance is too far to use the appraisal skill to see what level of equipment it is.

Rhodes turned his gaze back to the battlefield below.

Under the blessing of the magic circle, the light on the dagger in the goblin assassin's hand also flickered at the same frequency.

The humans killed by the daggers were immediately transformed into undead creatures under the influence of the magic circle.

The enemy's numbers gradually gained the upper hand.

"Tsk, as expected, the real battlefield is the stage for necromancers."

Kelda, with her black and white hair, muttered dismissively, then aimed her bow and arrow at a goblin assassin and drew the string.

A goblin assassin dodged an arrow that shimmered with brownish-green light. The next second, the arrow pierced the ground, sprouting twisted, thorny vines.

The vines frantically coiled around the nearest target, climbing upwards from the goblin assassin's ankles.

Just as the assassin was trying to cut the vines with his dagger, Kelda drew her bow again, and the arrow pierced the assassin's neck.

Avira and the white bear were surrounded by a huge horde of goblins and corpses, and their situation was dire.

"Can you scatter them?" A glint of reason flashed in the polar bear's eyes as it spoke in human language.

Avira answered directly with her actions.

She raised her greatsword high, and a bluish-white light flowed from it, illuminating the surroundings.

"Thunder!"

Avira chanted a complex and tongue-twisting incantation as she swung the greatsword straight down.

The wave of light rippled outwards in an arc from the giant sword, tearing a gap in the encirclement.

The polar bear roared again, its body glowing with a reddish-brown light.

In an instant, its size actually swelled up again.

He charged straight at the gap, like a speeding chariot, smashing through all the goblins in his path.

Elf and bear followed closely behind, charging towards the ritual magic circle.

"Up! You guys raise your shields and get up!" The leader goblin's disgusting grin finally disappeared as he loudly commanded the two shield-wielding ogres.

The two ogres stuck their giant shields together in the ground and pulled out two giant wooden clubs almost as tall as themselves, ready to fight.

The lead goblin chanted a spell, but before he could finish, darkness descended upon them.

The thick darkness seemed capable of swallowing even the light.

Its eyesight seemed to have been taken away, and for a moment its magic could not lock onto the target.

Rhodes glanced at Paril, who was chanting a dark spell, with surprise. This girl actually controlled the casting location quite precisely.

It interrupted the leader goblin's spellcasting without enveloping the ogre to prevent friendly forces from suddenly losing their target.

"Not bad," Rhodes praised.

"Hehe." Paril held the staff in both hands, a bright smile on her face.

The polar bear leaped high, over two giant shields placed together, and hurled them at the ogre.

The ogre was caught off guard by the massive bear's pounce and was sent flying in the next second.

Avira seized the opportunity and swiftly ended the lives of the two ogres.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

When the local buffalo mage rushed out of the range of the dark magic, he was met with the giant claws of a polar bear.

The goblin mage had just regained his sight and hadn't even had a chance to see the battlefield clearly when he was struck by this force and staggered backward.

The robe was torn, revealing green skin covered with dense scales underneath.

Its expression was venomous as it tried to continue chanting its spell, but Avira seized the opportunity to rush forward and sweep her greatsword across.

The goblin mage was blasted away, and after landing, he rolled all the way to the white bear.

The polar bear stood up high on its two hind paws, then suddenly pressed down with its front paws, crushing the mage's head with a soft thud.

Rhodes, who was watching everything from afar, felt a chill run down his spine.

An elite mage was beaten like a grandson by two melee DPS, completely powerless to fight back.

He looked back at the situation inside the city, where the corpses surrounded by grayish-white spiritual light had not fallen.

It seems the problem lies with the magic circle.

The polar bear also realized this, and it raised its right paw high, forcefully striking the middle of the staff.

With a loud bang, the slender and fragile bone staff remained motionless, while the polar bear shook its paws in apparent pain.

"So sturdy?"

Avira placed the greatsword on the ground, bent her knees slightly, and grabbed the bone staff with both hands, pulling it upwards with force.

Unfortunately, the staff still didn't respond.

Rhodes had a clear view from the gate tower.

The staff was so strong that even Avira couldn't pull it out.

As long as the necromancy continues, the fallen corpses will keep reviving, making them impossible to completely eliminate.

Furthermore, one or two goblin assassins managed to slip through the net and were running amok on the battlefield.

If only Paril knew area-of-effect holy magic, she just hadn't studied hard enough.

Rhodes knew he couldn't drag this out any longer; every minute of delay would result in more casualties.

He used a stealth step to appear near the magic circle, cautiously surveying his surroundings to prevent any goblins lurking in the shadows.

Simultaneously chanting identification techniques.

【Name: Ritual Array】

[Type: Magic Circle]

[Quality: Rare]

[Description: A magic circle used to summon and maintain corpses]

With the enhanced weakness detection, a light appeared at the edge of the magic circle in Rhodes's eyes.

It turns out the weakness wasn't in the staff.

Rhodes fired a flaming arrow at the highlighted location: "Avira, attack here, and while you're at it, put away the Bone Staff for me."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly turned around, ran a few steps, and then used a stealthy movement to return to the gatehouse.

The surroundings are still too dangerous; if an elite-level wanderer were to come along, we'd probably be dead on the spot.

Avira watched Rhodes rush back, her lips twitching uncontrollably.

She raised her greatsword, crackling with lightning, and brought it down heavily.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the magic circle instantly dissipated.

The grayish-white light flowing on the staff gradually dissipated, and it stood quietly in place.

All the corpses inside the gate froze simultaneously, then fell lifelessly to the ground, motionless.

Human morale soared, and they roared as they launched a final attack on the goblins.

The goblins were running out of numbers and, seeing the situation was turning against them, wanted to retreat.

However, a bear and an elf blocked their retreat, and they were quickly surrounded.

As the last goblin fell, there was no cheering from the crowd as expected. Most of the guards and adventurers were busy cleaning up the battlefield or tending to their wounded companions.

Paril let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and the two walked down the gatehouse.

The white bear transformed into a man of medium build, wearing a crown made of woven branches, and reunited with his teammate Kelda.

The archer Kelda looked at the three-man Rhodes squad gathered together and waved slightly as a greeting.

The druid, who could only transform into a polar bear, spoke politely: "Hello, I am Krud, an elite druid."

He gestured, "This is my companion, Kelda, an elite magic archer. We are both council members of the Adventurers' Guild in Phil Town."

Rhodes responded politely in return, and Paril, somewhat bewildered, mimicked his response, while Avira simply hummed in agreement.