I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 164 I am the Holy Spirit of the Rainbow Goddess!
Elvis cursed loudly, but his hands did not stop moving. He called on everyone to take action immediately and attacked the cracked comb soldiers below.

After cracks appeared on the Comb Army's bodies, they became noticeably more fragile, and many spells actually took effect.

Ives used arcane magic, just ordinary missiles, but the effect was outstanding. Those cracked comb soldiers were still terrifying in terms of magic resistance, but on average, two missiles were enough to destroy one person.

The other court wizards were mostly mid-level or low-level apprentices. Although their strength was far inferior to that of Ives, and their magic was completely useless, they were very adept at using tricks, using the knights' javelins and the large crossbows on the ballistae.

Although the crossbow was damaged, these apprentices acted as crossbows. Two or three people working together to shoot out one crossbow could severely damage the Comb Army.

Bows and crossbows were fired from the castle, too. Though their effectiveness was minimal, their momentum was overwhelming. Some of the Comb Soldiers, with cracks on their bodies, would slowly break apart if too many arrows accumulated on them.

Elvis originally thought that the wizard from the Snake Tower would take advantage of the chaos to run back with the banshee, but the banshee was still flying in the sky!

After the Comb Army on the ground recovered their composure, they unleashed a barrage of spells at the Banshee in the sky. Although the spells were of a limited variety, no Banshee would be able to withstand the hundreds of spells!
Among these spells, there are two level 3 spells. Those two spells are very well-turned, and it seems that they were cast by two very skilled advanced apprentices.

They are insidiously hidden in many spells.

The banshee dodged twice in the sky and was hit by one of the spells. Then her body became slower and slower, and she was hit by the magic in the sky like a target.

But strangely, the banshee's stamina didn't spread. A closer look revealed she was frozen in place, as if her movements were inherently slow. A closer look revealed something was amiss with her, as if she were covered in a layer of blood-red skin.

At that moment, a flash of lightning and fire flashed across the ground. At a perfect angle, the light passed through the back of the Comb Army's wizard leader and struck a high-level apprentice hiding in the crowd not far away.

With two crackling sounds, the leader who was hit first shattered like burning glass. The second man was also seriously injured, his body cracked like a spider web, and a large piece of his back was broken.

Elvis in the castle had a very interesting look on his face. He hurriedly led his many men to concentrate their firepower and attack the last leader of the Comb Army.

The banshee in the sky suddenly shed a layer of skin, and then flew around, diving, screaming, and casting evil curses.

She was like a ghost, appearing and disappearing mysteriously. How could she still be so slow?
Many of the Comb Army had just seen her in their peripheral vision the moment before, and the next second they found her lying on their backs.

At the same time, various spells began to fly from the evil spirits crawling on the ground. It seemed that among the evil spirits, there were seven "intermediate apprentices" with extraordinary skills.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. The remaining dozens of Comb Army soldiers, though still numerous and powerful, had lost their previous arrogance and composure. They protected the last, gravely wounded leader while frantically counterattacking.

The people in the castle realized that the Comb Army was not only slayable, but also capable of fear. Their morale was immediately boosted.

For a moment, spell-bound arrows flew everywhere. The Comb Army lacked organization to begin with, and though they fought back with ferocity, a large portion of their magic bombarded the castle. The castle itself was already well-protected, making it difficult to hit anyone. They finally managed to hit one, but it was just a random soldier.

Occasionally, someone would find a target hidden among the evil spirits, whose magic resistance was also incredibly high. Level 0 and 1 spells were completely ineffective.

These Comb Soldiers, relying on their special physiques and the ability to use magic, have been running rampant. However, they have only been exposed to magic for a few days, and lack the necessary magical power to practice regularly. Most of the magic they possess is at level 0 or 1. They can easily defeat mortals, but are far less effective against truly troublesome enemies.

On the other hand, the good spirits, constantly fed with Soul Tears, are not only incredibly powerful, but also squander them recklessly. Their magic is usually level 2 or 3. While not as powerful as Lord Elvis's, it's still terrifying. Those Shattered Comb soldiers would fall instantly after just two strikes.

Although the Comb Army was physically very powerful, they were all unskilled warriors. Facing truly professional wizards, they didn't even know how to deal with them. They relied entirely on their physical strength to fight.

But the hidden Black Abyss wizard would occasionally unleash clouds of deathly fog. Mixed within that fog were numerous debilitating curses, which drifted everywhere. Once stuck to something, it became as fragile as paper. A few crossbow bolts could shatter a person.

Now, the Comb Army lost even their physical advantage.

They dealt with wild wizards and ordinary knights like a tiger among sheep. But when they encountered real dark wizards, they were all stunned by their moves.

The seriously injured leader found that something was not right. He knew that today's plan would not succeed, so he immediately wanted to retreat. He secretly ordered everyone to focus their fire on the evil spirits and try to kill their way out.

Their bodies were extremely strong, and those crawling evil spirits could not stop them at all. But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the sky was filled with sand and dust, and a huge wind element gathered.

The wind element, wearing a crown, rushed into the crowd and blew away a large group of people. Many vines and strange snakes appeared on the ground, and together with the large number of zombies, they broke the team into pieces.

The severely injured leader's hatred was intensified, but the Thunder Blade move left him with a lingering fear. The hidden Black Abyss wizard had been hiding among the living dead and had not made a move. He also hid in the crowd, not daring to reveal himself.

At that moment, he suddenly felt someone pulling him. Looking back, he saw seven or eight pairs of skeletal hands reaching out from the shadows of himself and the people around him. One person nearby was a little slow to react, and was immediately pulled back into the shadows by a pair of skeletal hands.

The leader did not dare to be careless and immediately smashed the bone hand, trying to get into another group of people to prevent the lightning and fire blade from attacking again.

——“So it’s here!”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if it was a dagger with lightning.

In a flash, the leader stretched out his hand and a rainbow light flew out, knocking the dagger to the ground.

At this moment, the leader suddenly heard a sound of breaking air from the other side. Turning around, he saw a burning hammer flying towards him. With a bang, the leader was smashed into pieces.

The Comb Army was thrown into disarray when they saw their leader dead. Then, looking again, they saw five or six strange creatures flying in from the sky. It looked like five or six more Black Abyss wizards had arrived to reinforce them.

These people were still bandits after all. They had originally believed themselves to be immortal, fearless, and therefore fearless. Now that they had discovered they were as vulnerable as ordinary people, they had become even more timid.

Now, their backbones are all dead, and they have suddenly become a loose sand.

From the castle gate, there was a loud noise of a door opening, followed by the rumbling sound of horse hooves coming from behind.

The sound of iron hooves shattered the last fighting will of the Comb Army.

At first, the Comb Army, at the back, still wanted to resist with their bodies as before. But now, they were basically covered by the death fog, and how could they be as invulnerable as before?

When the cavalry rushed over fiercely, they crushed a group of people like breaking brittle ice. The rest recalled the fear they had when they were ordinary bandits, and ran around crying.

Seeing the situation was settled, Roland recalled his treasure. After examining it, he discovered that the dagger knocked down by the Comb Wizard had actually turned into crystal.

Although this was only a mid-grade rare item, Roland felt distressed for a long time.

The magic of this strange object has obviously been greatly damaged. Even if the crystal is removed, it can only be sold as scrap.

He placed the dagger in a box and drew a few spells on it to protect it from light. Even if this strange object was treated properly, it would only be sold as scrap. But it still had to be treated, otherwise the crystal inside would be contagious.

Roland was on the battlefield, carefully checking all his treasures.

The nearby Comb Army and cavalry kept passing by him. But no matter who they were, they dared not approach him. Occasionally, a Comb Army soldier would rush towards Roland, shouting "evil devil" in fear, and then running away in a panic.

For a moment, in this chaotic battlefield, there were only two people within ten meters of Roland.

One is Roland.

One was the person lying behind him.

Although the Comb Army knew that there must be an evil demon behind that group of terrifying things, they had never seen Roland's face at all - those who saw it were dead.

So, how could they possibly know who Roland was?

But the thing lying on his back revealed his identity.

After checking his treasure, Roland looked into the distance and summoned back all the ghost servants that were chasing the enemy.

After the good spirits came over, Roland didn't see the red spirit. So he looked up in surprise and saw a pile of black and red hair stained with blood.

Roland checked his servants. The seven good spirits had been possessing the corpses, hiding among the undead, and nothing seemed to be wrong. However, the red spirit seemed to have some strange crystals on its body.

It should be the rainbow lock of the comb wizard.

Those crystals are not physical, but look a bit like "ghost crystals." You can't touch them with your hands, but you can poke them with magical objects like wands.

"The antidote for crystal disease is for humans. What should I do?"
Roland's face looked a little ugly. After thinking for a while, he put Hong Ling into Heraka's Book of Poetry and planned to recite the Book of Poetry later to see if he could use the immortal name of Heraka to cure Hong Jia Niang's illness.

By the way, Roland checked his body again. After that, his expression changed several times.

"I obviously drank the potion!"

"Has the effect of the medicine worn off?"

Looking again, the shadows inside his body seemed not to be normal crystals but seven colors!

And it is spreading slowly.

Roland took out the last bottle of potion and drank it, but found that the effect was very weak.

Amber had turned into that state at the beginning, and after being poured with the potion, the effect was immediate.

But now, after Roland finished drinking it, he found that it only temporarily curbed the growth of the crystal.

He was in no mood to stay where he was, so he looked towards a balcony in the castle.

Elvis was on that balcony, helping the cavalrymen to clear out the Comb Army. So he passed on a thought.

After hearing this, Elvis seemed very surprised. He asked Roland to wait for a moment and asked him to go to his alchemy tower.

Afterwards, he went to Ivis and communicated with the king, and then left from the balcony with the court wizards.

After a while, Roland saw Ives waving at him from a high tower in the castle, so he took out his flint and turned it into fire.

He first flew to the balcony and returned the queen to the eagerly awaited King Alfonso, and then, without waiting for the king's excited thanks, flew to the tower of Avis.

a few hours later
Looking at the Black Abyss Wizard lying on the platform and receiving treatment from the two witches' potions, Elvis was secretly shocked.

I thought he was a proper wizard, but he turned out to be a high-level apprentice.

Moreover, he still has magic power even after fighting for so long!

This man has many strange items and fierce moves. The Comb Army has such strong magic resistance, but in front of him, one move after another is like paper.

The fact that those terrifying shadow magics could work on the Comb Army proves that this person is a wizard who delves into the dark arts.

Moreover, Elvis discovered that many of those tricks came from the magic of the Twilight Wizards.

There must be more than one Twilight Wizard who died at the hands of this man.

At this moment, the Black Abyss Wizard suddenly reached out and slapped away the hand of a witch that was applying oil under his abdomen.

He said, "I didn't ask you to come here to give me a bath, but to treat my illness properly."

Under normal circumstances, Roland would have happily accepted this little bit of indulgence. After all, these two witch ladies were quite pretty. But he was in a terrible mood right now. How could he be in the mood to play this game with them?
The two apprentices flattered the horse but hit the horse's legs. They continued to work cautiously.

After a moment, the two witch ladies whispered "My lord, I'm fine now," then went to wash their hands and stood aside.

Roland stood up and put on his clothes. He glanced at Elvis and the others standing guard nearby and said, "Is your potion effective?"

Elvis bowed hurriedly and said, "Sir, this formula is three times more potent than ordinary formulas, and your herbs are all high-quality goods from the forbidden area. In theory, even if the disease is terminal, it can be cured, but..."

Roland's heart skipped a beat. As expected, Elvis changed the subject: "According to our analysis of the specimen just now, your condition is a bit unusual. I've never seen anyone with a rainbow in their body. But even if it can't be cured, it shouldn't get worse in the short term."

Roland's mood worsened. He'd come into contact with more people from the Comb Army today. Elvis had even clashed with the Comb Army leader three times!
But the people in this hall won a big prize!

Why me?

What do you mean? Am I good-looking? Or am I the true Holy Spirit of the Rainbow Lady?!
(End of this chapter)