Chapter 298 I'll Burn Them
As the Noble Red people gradually gathered, Aiwas, who was hiding in the pastor's house, narrowed his eyes slightly.
...There are a little too many people.
He quickly counted the people in red robes and found that there were at least thirty of them. They had not even completely emerged from the forest.
After these red-robed people left the forest, they restored order without any command at all.
They were only a little noisy and boisterous in their excitement when they first emerged, but they soon quieted down and spontaneously formed a square formation of spellcasters, each a meter apart. They immediately began performing the ritual in rows, ensuring that everyone had a companion to monitor their surroundings at all times.
Just looking at this sense of order, Aiwass felt a pang in his heart.
——Could this be the elite troops of Noble Red?
The group they sent over when they attacked the Supervisory Bureau looked very professional, but they were obviously not as elite as this group.
Aiwass did know that the Noble Red did have a regular army within it, but he didn't know much, after all, the Noble Red hadn't entered the base.
The giant prince Wolfram himself does not know how to train people... After all, the reason why the giants were defeated by the knights is because the giants have long been accustomed to their own strength. There is no battle formation or coordination at all. They fight completely on their own.
However, there was a former Air Trooper who defected from within the Noble Red. He brought a systematic training and command plan to the Noble Red. Aiwass had participated in this side quest and had a vague impression of it, but he skipped over it entirely, so he didn't know the details.
I only vaguely remember that this person was a student of the Great Guardian, and that he defected out of jealousy or something, feeling unfair.
As a player at the time, Aiwass didn't think anything of it. But now he really feels the pressure.
Demonologists trained on an army scale are extremely formidable, even at the third level. After all, Demonologists are essentially two units: one demon and one scholar... This means they can easily transform into a cluster of spellcasters with a large number of fearless front-line tanks.
The only good news was that the giant leading the team was only a little over three meters tall.
This meant that either his bloodline was impure, or his level of power was low. The latter signified that he held a low status within the Giant Kingdom... which meant he probably didn't possess the special mystical skills passed down by the royal family, nor did he possess divine blood.
Aiwass remembered that the Giant Prince Wolfram was a Great Wizard, an advanced class of the Spell Mage. He truly possessed divine blood and was extremely formidable.
As the Noble Red is a society led by demonologists, they must have at least one demonologist in their senior ranks.
——If nothing unexpected happens, it should be him.
A pure-class demonologist is always better than a former high-level warrior who works part-time as a high-level demonologist. Although the giants themselves are quite tanky, if there is also a high-level melee profession, Aiwass really doesn't know how to deal with them.
Seeing Aiwass frowning, Lily gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.
"Master," Lily whispered, "How about I just go and kill him directly..."
Aiwass turned around suddenly and looked at Lily in surprise.
——How dare you?
When did Lily become so radical?
"...He's very likely at the fifth energy level," he said with a slight toothache, "You'd better be careful. The Shadow Fiend might be able to help you kill him, but he may not be able to get you out again..."
Lily hadn't yet completed the second advancement ritual to reach the third energy level, adapting to the path. Even with the priority bonus of her equipment, it was impossible for her to assassinate a vigorous fifth energy level transcendent among a group of regular soldiers and return safely.
Even if he took the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly into account, he didn't have the confidence to rescue Lily.
"But," Lily frowned, "if we don't take the initiative..."
Through the window, they could see the demonologists setting up some kind of ritual.
They first summoned their own natal demon to their side, and then began to carefully bless themselves.
——Aivas recognized it, it was the demonic frenzy ritual.
They first drive demons berserk, causing them to lose their minds, and then enslave them with the power of the contract. This is a mysterious technique used to control demons stronger than oneself.
This made Aiwass a little anxious——
What on earth are these people doing here? Are they also looking for the Book of Dharma?
I hope Haina and Sherlock hide and don’t come looking for me at this time.
Otherwise, with their strength, they would be in trouble if they encountered these demonologists...
But at this moment, one of the demonologists suddenly saw Aiwass.
His eyes, still shining with scarlet light under the red robe, met Aiwas's eyes.
Aihua was suddenly frightened and subconsciously pulled Lily and began to retreat quickly.
Lily also realized something and began to arrange layers of white silk threads in the room.
About two seconds later, a black lightning that kept stretching and shrinking like a worm suddenly shattered the glass and exploded in the house!
After it hit the ground, it shattered into countless fragmented black lightning bolts. The corrosive aura of dark magic blasted spider-web-like purple cracks into the ground and walls. Fortunately, the silk threads intercepted some of it, otherwise it would have splashed onto Aiwass.
Just as Aiwass breathed a sigh of relief, another scorching fireball came in through the window.
It shone with a platinum-gold glow, emitting a surging heat. The moment it entered the room, it began to expand violently, and by then, it was too late for Aiwas to summon the Flame-Butterfly.
Aiwass subconsciously turned around and hugged Lily, throwing her to the ground, while shouting loudly: "Shadow Demon!"
The shadow under Lily suddenly expanded, and a shadow demon emerged from it, forming a semi-arc shadow shield, blocking them behind.
The fireball that penetrated into the living room exploded, shattering the walls, floor, tables, and cabinets in the living room!
The entire ground was shaking and trembling. Scorching flames began to spread throughout the room, while thick black smoke blackened the walls.
Aiwass easily identified the two spells.
——This is the Bone Corruption Thunder and Fireball!
The former is an armor-piercing ritual spell capable of burning through metal armor and punching through shorter walls and barriers... The ritual materials used are three vertebrae from an old man and the bile of a young girl.
The latter is a classic explosive spell.
Aiwass is very familiar with the power of Fireball, because Aiwass's Flame Butterfly with the "explosion" attribute is equivalent to a Fireball.
However, Fireball was a mage spell, and Demonologists were usually short on fire mana, so they couldn't cast it. Therefore, it was likely that his contracted demon had launched a coordinated bombardment towards his target.
The Shadow Demon also made a muffled sound after being hit head-on by the fireball.
It was not a phantom that was good at defense. If it were not for protecting Aiwass and Lily, its normal way of hiding would be to hide in the shadows.
"...I'm going to kill them, Aiwass!"
The Shadow Demon roared in a low voice: "It's no use trying to stop me!"
The flames didn't hurt it at all, but the light from the fireball's explosion made the shadow demon feel distinctly uncomfortable. It was like a ball of feces thrown at a human's face—not very damaging, but extremely insulting.
Perhaps due to the influence of the ongoing demonic frenzy ritual, the Shadow Fiend's aggressiveness has become noticeably stronger.
"Ah, me too."
Aiwass narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint purple light appearing and disappearing: "I won't stop you..."
He had just glanced at it from a distance when he was hit twice with magic... and even a finishing blow. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been seriously injured.
Originally, Aiwass was thinking about whether to avoid it.
After all, the fifth energy level is really not easy to deal with.
He himself was not afraid...but if he angered them and caused trouble for Eagle Cape Village, that would be bad.
——But when these Noble Red Demonologists took the initiative to attack him, Aiwass suddenly realized the identities of these people.
There was a reason they were so common in Avalon. These demonologists had a history of massacring villages, and even the "Big Purple" gang had massacred a village before arriving on Glass Island.
To these demonologists, who knew no taboos, humans were merely walking ritual materials... They had become accustomed to slaughtering defenseless villages to replenish ritual materials. And now, with the support of a fifth-level transcendent, they had no scruples.
Aiwass had lived on Glass Island. Until the attack on the Supervisory Bureau, no major disasters had occurred, and the Noble Reds had always kept a low profile on Glass Island. So, he didn't have any particular feelings about this, nor did he find them particularly terrifying. He simply considered them a bunch of clowns.
And now, after this fireball, Aiwass suddenly understood. They had no intention of leaving anyone alive, and it didn't matter whether he provoked them or not.
Aiwass finally realized what the "massacre of the village" that he had only read about in game texts and newspapers actually meant.
——These people are not clowns, but real demons.
"……Oh."
Aiwass's pupils gradually ignited with purple-red flames, and the purple became brighter and brighter.
"A fifth-level Titan. Over forty regular soldiers above the third level... quite a challenge."
"They are just scum—"
The Shadow Fiend's increasingly furious and malicious voice rumbled in his head: "Kill them, Aiwass! Go ahead and kill them!"
"—Quiet, Shadow Demon."
Aiwass's cold voice sounded: "Don't order me around. I am your master."
Between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, a pure red card appeared out of thin air, as if by magic.
A butterfly pattern is outlined with black lines on it, and at this moment the butterfly can't wait to start flapping its wings.
"——The Butterfly of Rebellious Flame."
Aiwass whispered her name: "Come to kill."
"As you wish, brother."
An echoing, ethereal, cold voice echoed from Aiwass's heart: "I will burn them to a crisp."
Then, a stream of flames flowed out from the very center of the card—
Update completed!
I'd better update twice a day, three times a day is a bit harmful to my health...
I'd like to recommend the new book "My Armed Maid" by a newcomer (probably a newcomer).
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