Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 425: Eternal Night Ruins (Part )

The necromancer Michelle spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground, struggling to stand up.

The two brothers Black and White, who were originally responsible for protecting the airship, rushed over. One of them raised his hand and touched Michelle's shoulder, stuffing a ball of gray flesh into the pierced wound - this is also a kind of flesh and blood magic of the necromancer, which turns the flesh and blood near the wound into a decayed and withered state, and can quickly stop heavy bleeding in a short period of time.

But Michelle's injuries clearly affected her lungs, with pink, fine blood foam constantly pouring out of her mouth and nose. Although she was conscious, she had completely lost her ability to fight.

The wolf-shaped wizard Duncan waved his claws to repel the enemy who was controlling the black water whip, then suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening wolf howl. When the enemy whose leather tube he had cut off rushed towards him again controlling the dense crystal thorns, he actually charged into it head-on without any hesitation.

He opened his scarlet bloody mouth, and a stream of extremely cold white frost suddenly gushed out from the wolf's mouth. When the enemy's crystal needle rain hit the wolf's body, the thick frost completely enveloped the opponent.

After the smoke and dust cleared, a skinned monster that had been frozen into a human-shaped icicle was revealed. His arms were still stretched forward to manipulate the crystal thorns. Although it was unclear whether he was frozen to death on the spot, he would not be able to thaw and escape in a short time. Even the deep red sacs behind his ears no longer contracted and expanded like breathing.

Duncan, who had fought the enemy head-on, also groaned miserably. His body was covered with dense and tiny wounds, and the gray hair on his chest was soaked with blood from the wounds. Only his mechanically modified lower limbs were safe and sound, without even a scratch from the crystal thorns.

The knife-wielding monster who was blown into the woods by the corpse explosion returned to the battlefield. When he found his companions frozen into icicles, he didn't say a word. He also allowed his whip-wielding companions to be besieged by the werewolf wizard and the Eye of Illusion. He condensed the black crystal thorns again and rushed towards the airship.

At the moment, there were only Black and White guarding the place. Michelle and the Astrologer were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore. The two students of Elder Uli were just beginner spellcasters who had never even studied instantaneous spells. They were no match for this skinned monster.

Blake was well prepared. He recited the spell quickly with his lips moving silently. Suddenly, the muscles all over his body swelled, his skin turned gray in an instant, his eyes were red and he let out a loud and heavy gasp - he turned his body into a zombie for a short time, not only gaining a huge increase in strength, but also covering his skin with a layer of hard keratin for protection.

The zombie-like Blake struggled to block the knife-wielding enemy. White, who cooperated with him well in the fight, seized the opportunity and used the single-target spell "Withering Frost" to hit the enemy in the chest.

"Don't be careless! They are almost immune to magic attacks..."

After knocking the whip monster to the ground as quickly as possible with the teacher, Eye of Illusion quickly turned around and shouted a warning.

Before the Eye of Illusion finished his words, the knife-wielding monster who was hit by the spell just shook his body, and raised his hands without being affected at all. The long knife transformed from black water suddenly turned into boxing gloves covering his fists. His movements suddenly became extremely swift and flexible. He passed by the side of the zombie Blake, raised his hand and pointed at the airship not far away, and a black crystal thorn instantly pierced the neck of a refugee guide.

The only two remaining refugee wizards did not turn around and flee, exposing the two injured people in the airship pod to the enemy. Although they had not learned the instant attack spell, they took off the small crossbows on their backs and quickly recited the spell to enchant the bows and arrows.

Two arrows shining with magical light shot out, but the boxing-gloved monster easily dodged them by turning sideways, kicked one guide away with his foot, and then stretched out his hand and crushed the neck of another guide with a snap.

The Eye of Illusion and Duncan rushed over, and the werewolf and the zombie Blake pushed him to the ground. They twisted his head covered with leather and crystal stones backwards with all their strength, and also heard the crisp sound of the spine breaking.

It seems that this guy's body structure is similar to that of humans, and he will die on the spot if his neck is twisted.

Blake, who had turned into a zombie, hurried to the side to check on the guide who had been kicked away, and found that he had already fallen beside a rock and was dead. The kick had directly broken his sternum.

Blake, eyes bloodshot, trudged over to the corpse with heavy steps. His zombie mind was filled with resentment and rage. He stretched out his thick, gray arms and scratched at the crystal visor on the corpse's head. "I want to see what these sneak attackers are!"

"Wait! No--" Duncan, who had just regained his human form and was covered in blood, had no time to open his mouth to warn before a dazzling red light burst out from the gap in the crystal mask, spreading out like a turbulent flow of plasma, and directly hit Blake with a crackling sound, causing white smoke to rise from his body. He fell to the ground and twitched constantly, and even his already tattered robes began to burn.

After the strange red light was released from the monster's mask, the corpse with a broken neck finally became completely motionless, and the tough skin on the outside of his body seemed to collapse and shrink, as if the inside was hollowed out.

White roared and was about to rush over to check on Blake, but was pulled back by the Eye of Illusion. He shook his head and said, "It's hopeless... Don't touch him. What if that strange red light..."

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with his teacher Duncan. Neither of them dared to check on the weirdo who was knocked to the ground beside the camp and the frozen human-shaped popsicle.

Duncan said decisively: "Start the airship, let's get out of here immediately!"

Judging from the actions of these three weirdos who attacked and then tried hard to get close to the airship, their purpose was not simply to kill them, but to observe the airship.

That means that the exploration team was probably under the enemy's secret surveillance and following all the way here, and only after they landed and set up camp and relaxed their vigilance did they finally couldn't help but launch a sneak attack.

"Teacher...which direction are you flying?"

Duncan pondered for a moment and said coldly, "Head north... We can't return the same way. We can't lure these enemies to the vicinity of the snow mountain camp. That would kill all the refugees in the settlement."

Just before boarding the airship, Eye of Illusion and White looked at Blake, who was lying on the ground, black and burnt, and still smoking slightly. They couldn't help but drag him into the cabin with red eyes.

It's weird, right?... No matter what, they can't abandon their companion who came with them from Spark City in the wilderness thousands of miles away. They have to bring him back.

As the airship slowly took off, the wounded team members finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Eye of Illusion quickly checked the injuries of the sleeping astrologer and found that she had suffered internal injuries because when her natal magic weapon activated the protection, the turbulent magical flow disrupted the meridians in her body, causing magical disorder. She only needed to take the recovery potion brought in advance and rest for a few days and she would be fine.

The external injuries on Duncan and Michelle were relatively troublesome. There was no way to bring the medical hospital's medical alchemy beast on the airship. The healing potion that Egno prepared for them was first-class in stopping bleeding, but the wound healing effect was not good... Especially Duncan, whose flesh and blood were all pierced by the strange black crystal thorns. Fortunately, the thing did not seem to penetrate the body completely. After the operator lost the ability to move, the crystal thorns on the wound immediately turned into drops of black water, mixed with blood and flowed out of the body.

Duncan, his skinny, naked torso exposed, allowed Eye of Illusion and White to apply medicine to his numerous wounds. He smiled bitterly and said, "If I had known this would happen, I should have asked Sir Harvey to replace my entire body with alchemical prosthetics... That way, at least during the battle just now, these ghost creatures wouldn't have been so pervasive and bothered me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Blake, who had been lying in the corner, looking black and burnt, suddenly sat up straight and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Duncan...I think so too!"

(End of this chapter)