Fortunately, he now has Monica, a mid-level appraiser, by his side.
Even if the monster is 50 levels higher than Monica, she can still get the monster's attribute information with an intermediate-level identification spell.
After obtaining the attributes of the two monsters, she shared the attributes of the two monsters in the mining area below with Mark without delay.
[Holy Blood Armor·Miner (II)] [Level: Lv.18] [HP 100%]
[Physique: 12][Strength: 12][Intelligence: 0][Agility: 5][Energy: 0][Charm: 0]
[Skills: Claws, Crystal Armor]
[Holy Blood Armor·Knight (III)] [Level: lv.22] [HP 100%]
[Physique: 14][Strength: 15][Intelligence: 10][Agility: 8][Energy: 10][Charm: 8]
[Skills: Healing Aura, Knight Charge]
"The attributes of second- and third-level monsters are so bad?"
This was the first time that Mark understood the six-dimensional properties of things other than himself, but after comparing them, he found that even the third-level Holy Light Blood Armor Knight seemed to be only slightly stronger than himself in terms of physique and strength.
And this doesn't even include equipment bonuses.
If the bonus from [Forbidden Scripture: Dream] is taken into account, these monsters in front of me are simply garbage.
Hearing Mark's words, Monica rolled her eyes. "Who knows what kind of abnormal profession you've awakened? Not only are your six-dimensional attributes balanced, but they're also comparable to the second-level level of special professions. Let me tell you, although your skills can restrain the monsters below, don't take the risk. The six-dimensional attributes can only be used as a reference for strength, and it doesn't mean you can really defeat the monsters!"
"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid!"
Looking at the densely packed miners and knights below, at least hundreds of them, Mark didn't want to be killed by these monsters.
After all, he is not the Kyle priest below.
Not only is his strength level at the fourth level, but his six-dimensional attributes are at least twice as much as his.
He is also an orthodox clergyman of the Holy Light Church, so he must have complete professional skills.
Skills like orthodox Holy Judgement and Holy Light Healing can be used to fight a protracted battle.
Even the cross on Kyle's back that could be used as both a shield and a hammer must be a remarkable piece of equipment. Such a powerful battle did not require the intervention of a fake priest like him.
However, it's not a bad idea to steal a few monsters to upgrade yourself.
While Marx was thinking about how to steal the chicken safely, the people who were initially panicked on the mine car platform finally calmed down.
At this time, most of the people in this mine were caravans traveling to Shichui Town for business.
After years of traveling for business, even the masters of the caravan who were only responsible for enjoying themselves had experienced the attacks of robbers and monsters on the trade routes.
Everyone elected Orson, the strongest one-eyed guard of the Golden Crocodile Caravan, as the temporary commander to deal with the army of monsters that were still approaching.
The one-eyed commander Orson lived up to everyone's expectations. After standing up, he began to loudly command everyone on the platform.
"Everyone, push the mine carts to the edge of the platform and form a circle to form a defensive barrier, leaving gaps in three directions. Support and ranged classes will be in the inner circle, while melee and tank classes will be on the outer circle to block the gaps! We must not let these monsters rush in!"
As the saying goes, when the nest is destroyed, no eggs can remain intact.
The people who traveled for business all year round and some of the adventurers present were not fools and knew the importance of accepting unified dispatch at this time.
No one questioned the decision of the one-eyed leader. They all pushed the mine carts on the platform with all their strength, enclosing a space the size of a basketball court on the platform and building fortifications before the slow-moving miner monsters arrived.
Monica was helped by Mark into the crowd and stayed with the six young adventurers.
In Mark's opinion, neither Monica, who had lost her magic power, nor the six adventurers who looked more afraid than excited were suitable to face these monsters head-on.
Mark discussed with Orson to put those who had no combat ability in the inner circle to avoid causing chaos on the battlefield or generating new changes.
Fortunately, most of the guards of the caravans present were second-level professionals, and they did not want a few burdens to interfere with them in front of the battle formation.
Even with a few more cannon fodder, they wouldn't be able to tactically crush the group of monsters below, so it would be better to let them stay at the innermost part of the crowd.
Even Mark...
If Mark hadn't also taken out a huge black cross that was as tall as a person, he would probably have been driven into the crowd and wouldn't even be qualified to smell the experience.
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While Kyle, the clergyman of the Church of Holy Light, was still rushing upstream, the caravan above had already built a simple line of defense.
Taking into account that Mark was only at level one and the weapon in his hand was too huge, Orson arranged him to be near the gap between the defense line and the slope of the "grave mound".
In this place, the monsters need to climb a steep slope to rush into the platform. People standing in this position only need to attack the monsters diagonally downwards.
The mine cart platform trembled slightly in the holy light reflected by the blood crystal, and Mark stood at the front of the gap in the defense line with a cross on his shoulder.
Even a shield warrior in their position was pushed back by him without leaving any trace using the cross.
He stared at the monster miner climbing up the rock below, and his Adam's apple rolled as his hand holding the cross tightened involuntarily.
The fact that Mark now monopolizes the area is not because he is arrogant, but because the forbidden holy book in his arms gives him the confidence.
The brave will die of overeating, and the timid will die of starvation.
There aren't many opportunities like this one to quickly gain professional experience and level up!
"Here they come! Everyone get ready!" Orson, who was patrolling on the roof of the mine car and taking charge of the overall situation, shouted loudly. The face of the first blood-armored miner, a mixture of crystal and flesh, appeared in front of Mark.
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