Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 380 Arrogance
This is also a selection process.

If you can't even see through such obvious clues, and just treat these things as an accident...

So, what if more 'unexpected' events follow?

Of course, whether it is an 'invitation' depends on the destination and whether there is any information left by the 'Lanelli family'.

If not, then it's simply treating Yarrow as a fool.

But... what were Red Lanelli's exact words again?

"We dare not hope that you will take action against the wizard apprentices of the 'Fernando family,' we only hope that you can slow down the generation of the undead territory..."

What does this mean?
"Only someone who believes I might not see through this arrangement would do something like this. You really are—"

Yaro suddenly looked up.

The enormous elephant was engulfed in flames, revealing glimpses of the dark night sky.

"That's arrogance!"

A faint, eerie light suddenly flashed across the metal boots, accompanied by streaks of dark golden electricity, and long, jet-black feathers abruptly appeared.

The newly emerging feathers, like growing ivy, advanced layer by layer from bottom to top, quickly covering the lower half of the leather armor, and then rapidly intertwined, converging on the breastplate to form a dark golden fire phoenix.

As the shockwave dissipated, the fire phoenix roared silently, and a crimson glint suddenly appeared in Yaro's eyes.

Using the metal boots containing gold nuggets as fuel and the magic runes buried within as a catalyst, the second level of the Magic Strike Technique, Phoenix Feather Spread, was activated in just one second!
Since the 'Lanelli family' is involved, it's highly likely that the enemy already knows about Feng Zhanyu, so there's no need to hide it.

"What an addictive power!"

Yaro let out a long, groaning cry, then turned back and instructed, "You guard the canyon well, I'll be right back!"

The two boys gripped their wooden sticks tightly and said nervously, "Don't worry, Demon Hunter, we can keep an eye on the canyon!"

Yaro nodded, his consciousness shifted slightly, and a streak of light flashed on the feathers on his legs. The golden powder quickly burned, releasing a powerful mechanical force.

bump!
Thick white smoke billowed from the ground.

Using the Dragon's Movement Technique to create wings, and aided by the explosive power of the Demon Strike Technique, Yaro soared into the sky under the cover of mist.

Om-!
As the white mist dissipated, Yaro drew near, a lingering undead vulture hovering in the distance.

The undead vulture tried to dodge, but little did it know that the gale it stirred up had been used by Yaro, and with the weakened version of 'Phoenix Spreads Feathers', its speed increased again, and in a short time, the two were getting closer and closer.

"cut!"

The flames surged and transformed into a crimson full moon.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Magic Strike skill gained...]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, and you have obtained the Mist Body Technique...]

[Ding! Enemy defeated, Crescent Moon Sword Technique...]

[Ding! Enemy defeated, Dragon Movement Technique...]

……

[Experience value +1815]

Thump, thump, thump...

From the nearby dark clouds came a rapid flapping of wings, the astonishingly high frequency revealing its panic.

As can be seen from the previous battles, the undead vultures have no self-awareness and will blindly attack living things without any commands.

Yaro glanced at the blurry black figure that was gradually moving away, but didn't pay it any more attention. He changed direction and glided in a semi-circle in the darkness.

"...Oh no! How did he suddenly become so fast! The undead vulture was killed the moment it got close... Wait, has he spotted us?"

The next moment, a beautiful crystal shimmering with light suddenly flew over.

Morphy Fernando's expression changed drastically.

Just now, those giant mammoths, whose strength was no weaker than his, were destroyed by this strange alchemical tool!

Even though he didn't know the name of this alchemical tool, Morpheus Fernando was already terrified by its power. How could he not panic when he saw it flying towards him?

With a sudden surge of anxiety, he decisively activated the life-saving treasure.

As the air circulates, it quickly condenses into a colloidal state.

Crack!

The flying crystal collided with the air colloid, producing a crisp sound like glass colliding, followed by several cracks...

boom!
Boo hoo hoo-!
Accompanied by a violent burst of flames, glass shards of varying sizes transformed into a dense barrage of arrows.

Dangdang Dangdang!
At that moment, the air colloid suddenly burst outwards, and several ice spikes shot out simultaneously.

"Corey, let's go!"

"Go? Where do you want to go?"

The words, as cold as winter, came from the left and right, and the next moment, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind the two.

Morphy Fernando gasped. Only through actual combat could one truly grasp the strength of this man. Suppressing his fear, he quietly made a few hand gestures, then steadied himself and spoke:
"Good evening, unknown powerful figure. I apologize for any offense I may have caused. Fortunately, I did not cause you any physical harm, otherwise I would be truly ashamed..."

Yaro sized up the two people in front of him.

A man was dressed entirely in a black robe, the fabric of which was simple.

A person dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an elegant and proper appearance, and wearing many enchanted treasures, looked pale and frightened, but still spoke with composure.

One servant, one master?
Turning his gaze away, Yaro focused on examining the young man's accessories, pondered for a moment, and decided to test him first.

Just as Yaro was about to make his move, the young man seemed to sense something, took a half step back, and hurriedly shouted, "I am willing to redeem my life, please name your price!"

“Heh…” Yaro had just sneered when he suddenly realized that this whole thing was a scheme by the 'Ranelli family'.

What good intentions could the 'Lanelli family' possibly have?
Perhaps avoiding a fight is an option?

With that thought in mind, Yaro softened his hostility somewhat: "Name your price? No need, I just want to invite you to be my guest."

"A guest?" the young man asked in surprise.

"That's right, I was just thinking of inviting you to sit at the campsite over there..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yaro raised an eyebrow and suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Swish!
Blood splattered everywhere. The young man looked down with difficulty at the tiger claw on his chest, coughing as he turned back: "C-cough cough...you!"

bump!
The Fiery Greatsword struck the gray-white skin, producing a muffled, hammer-like sound.

Corey was sent flying backward, tumbling several times on the ground. Before he could get up, he hurriedly shouted, "I am from the Earl's territory!"

Yaro quickly checked on the young man and noticed the horrific wound on his chest. Seeing his heart shattered into a pulp, he knew the young man was beyond saving.

“County?” Yaro looked up.

Corey's black robe was torn to shreds, his body had swelled up several sizes, his skin was grayish-white, and he was on all fours, like a small rhinoceros.

If the people of the Earldom were truly like this, with such strength, how could someone who has risen to the position of the man in black robes have ended up in this state?

(End of this chapter)