How come this arcanist is invincible?

Chapter 234 Battle on the City Walls and the Collapse of the Tower

At the junction of the steps and the wall on the eastern section of the city wall, the soldiers of the Third Army Corps stared in fear at the heavily armored, invincible figure in black.

"Why did he charge forward without fear, with arrows shot by the captains all over his body? Isn't he human?"

"Is it a puppet created by the academy, or is there an undead spirit hiding inside?"

"Damn it—who's going to stop him? How many people has he pushed off the city wall already? Does he have no limit to his stamina?"

Seeing that the rain of arrows was ineffective, the heavily armored figure remained silent, simply waving his heavy shield and completely ignoring the scimitars slashing at him by the soldiers at the front.

With a sudden burst of strength, he pushed forward. With his own immense power and the added magic from the mage, the soldiers of the Third Legion in front of him were powerless to resist and were pushed straight off the city wall.

The screams had barely begun when they abruptly ceased, and the enemy soldiers behind them grew even more terrified.

Watching Kane, clad in heavy armor, move, the Academy Guard soldiers following closely behind ignited a fanatical light in their eyes.

From the abandoned riverbed to the royal court, their leader had always been invincible, and now their fighting spirit was even more fervent.

"Die, monster!"

Amidst the enemy troops who were driven back by fear, a figure suddenly darted out and charged straight at him.

This person's weapon was different from the other soldiers' scimitars; it was a slender, sharp sword, clearly an enchanted weapon, with an unusual magical glow shimmering on its blade.

The Sword Dancer has indeed arrived.

Kane remained silent and made no attempt to dodge.

He was surrounded by his own soldiers, and while the heavy armor provided him with ultimate defense, it also sacrificed his agility and speed.

He simply raised his shield to block, but the shield was instantly pierced, and the sword even pierced through the armor behind the shield.

But Kane remained unfazed and simply reached out and gripped the hilt of his sword.

The swordsman frowned and immediately dropped his enchanted rapier, trying to retreat, but was blocked by soldiers behind him, making him a beat too slow.

That brief delay was enough for Kane to seize the opportunity.

He stepped forward, grabbed the sword dancer by the neck with one hand and lifted him up, then slammed him hard with his giant shield.

The swordswoman coughed up blood and was thrown off the city wall.

The ten-meter-high city wall struck him headfirst, leaving him a bloody mess, like an egg whose shell had been cracked open.

"The captain is dead! Back off! Back off!"

"The enemy is a monster! Who will kill him!"

Seeing that the second-tier captain was killed in just a few moves, the soldiers in the front row of the Third Army Corps panicked and retreated one after another.

They collided with soldiers behind them who were unaware of the situation, and chaos erupted on the city wall.

Kane waded through the blood, finally gaining his footing. Having created an opening, the Academy Guard soldiers immediately followed, wielding light shields and scimitars, hacking at the remaining Third Legion soldiers.

Looking from above, the steps of the eastern section of the city wall form a narrow, two-way passage that can only accommodate five people side by side at the same time.

The dark figure stood guard, blocking the enemy troops in front, while the soldiers behind him followed closely, holding off the enemies surging from behind.

Despite having superior armor and weapons on the city walls, the side with the better armor and weapons was completely suppressed by the side with cobbled-together equipment.

If you look closely, you will find that among the soldiers who climbed the city wall, there was a group of special soldiers holding short staffs. They were protected by the other soldiers, and because they were wearing the same clothes as the others, they were hard to spot.

However, the incantations they chanted from time to time and the magical glow emanating from their bodies clearly demonstrated their special nature.

Many of the incoming arrows were even blown away by the invisible gale while still in the air.

With the staircase entrance as the boundary, on the city wall extending in both directions, Kane alone blocked one side, while the situation on the other side was constantly being opened up.

A large number of guards swarmed in, and with the help of mages mixed in with the ranks, along with specially modified close-range crossbows and specially made arrows, they continuously tore through the defenses, and the battle was being completely turned around.

"Is his power inexhaustible? How can he continue fighting?!"

"Damn it, how many people has he pushed off the city wall now!"

Inside the command tower of the eastern section of the city wall.

Kent, the commander of the Third Army Corps, stood on high ground, observing the battle situation with his three captains and a group of staff officers.

He stared in shock and anger at the heavily armored warrior who had single-handedly withstood the soldiers' relentless attacks, his body riddled with arrows yet his movements showing no sign of slowing.

"Damn it! No wonder those old guys at the academy put this Nord in the position of dean; he's practically an undead!"

Kent shouted angrily, "Summon the sorcerer and ask him how to deal with him!"

The officer in charge of staff spoke with a grim expression: "Sir, most of the mages left the Third Army Corps the day before yesterday—and the rest have been placed under house arrest as per your orders."

Kent immediately shut his mouth, feeling as if he had swallowed shit.

At this moment, a captain quickly spoke up: "The commander's decision is correct. After all, the mages in the corps are either from the academy or have studied at the academy, so they are not trustworthy."

The captain stared at the heavily armored figure still slowly advancing in the distance, his face ashen, and said, "Eric is dead. As a second-tier swordsman, his enchanted sword could have pierced through the enemy's armor, yet the man showed no signs of injury whatsoever."

"Perhaps that person was wearing a more sophisticated enchanted inner armor, or perhaps—it wasn't a person at all, maybe it was an undead corpse."

It's said that the skeletal dean of the Necromancer's Division has several third-tier corpse servants under his command.

"But no matter what, the most important thing for us right now is how to stop him."

"This section of the city wall is too narrow; we can't use the agility of the Wanderers or Sword Dancers to counter him."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the command tower paled.

After witnessing the tragic death of their colleague, no one dared to step forward again, since even a second-tier professional couldn't withstand more than a few moves from the opponent.

The only solution at the moment, without any prior agreement, is for everyone to turn their attention to Kent.

In the royal court's ten legions, every legion commander is a third-tier professional. In such narrow terrain, only third-tier warriors can fight against professionals of the same tier.

Feeling the gazes of his subordinates, Kent's lips twitched, but he still managed to scan everyone present.

"No, use the magic cannon, or the giant crossbow."

The chief of staff spoke with a grim expression: "Sir, our giant crossbows only have outward firing ports, making it impossible to aim at the inside of the city walls."

As for the magic cannon—although it can hit targets, it is extremely easy to accidentally injure our own soldiers, and it may even damage the city walls.

"Then it'll be accidental injury!"

Kent's voice was icy cold, and the captains all looked grim; no one dared to speak.

The staff officer also stepped forward. He looked at his superior and said, word by word, "This order is against procedure, and I refuse to carry it out."

Before he could finish speaking, the blade flashed with a cold light.

The next second, the staff officer clutched his neck tightly with one hand.

His face was deathly pale. He pointed at his superior officer with one finger, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He fell straight down, and blood slowly spread across the ground.

Everyone present was horrified upon seeing this.

"This is what happens when you disobey my orders! Now, we must stop him at all costs!"

He coldly surveyed everyone present and issued the order again.

"Slide the magic cannon up the tower and fire at the section of the wall where the enemy is located!"

On the city wall, Kane made no unnecessary movements, simply using his giant shield to block the soldiers of the Third Legion in front of him. Only those who were not afraid of death and dared to step forward to block him would be swatted off the city wall like mosquitoes. He did not intend to commit any more killings unless necessary.

After all, these soldiers would eventually be incorporated into his army and become his own soldiers.

So all he has to do now is bury his fear of him deep in the hearts of these people.

Meanwhile, the academy guards behind him took this opportunity to slowly advance, gradually taking control of the defensive line towards the other side of the city wall, and continuously expanding their advantage with the help of light shield soldiers and crossbowmen.

The sounds of crossbow bolts piercing the air, scimitars clashing, shields parrying, screams, and groans echoed along this section of the city wall.

Although the guards also suffered some casualties, the losses were minimized thanks to the cover provided by the mages hidden among the ranks.

Suddenly, a clicking sound came.

But just then, Kane's gaze caught sight of a massive black object appearing atop the tower in the distance, against the backdrop of the night.

In the flickering torchlight of the night, only the outline could be barely discerned, but the spirituality surrounding him was frantically warning that the thing carried a deadly danger.

"Just as the divination predicted, once we fall into a disadvantageous position, the Third Legion will use its magic-powered cannons and will not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of its own soldiers in order to eliminate me."

"However, I was prepared."

Kane watched the commotion in the tower, then glanced at the terrified enemy soldiers around him, and continued to advance slowly, silently thinking, "Logan, it's up to you now."

"

In the shadows beneath the eastern section of the city wall, Logan Susas had already joined a group of mages from the Evocation and Conjuration branches. A craftsman stood before them.

With the help of Eagle Vision, Logan Susas received the message the instant the magic cannon was carried up the tower.

She looked at the blueprints laid out by the craftsmen on the ground; they were the construction plans for the city wall, with the foundation structure clearly visible.

A craftsman pointed to the blueprints and said, "By altering this section of the foundation, we can shake the foundation of that tower while causing minimal damage to the city wall, and the subsequent repairs will not be difficult."

Logan nodded, looked at the group of mages waiting beside him, and said, "Then, let's begin."

More than ten mages acted simultaneously, casting a series of spells such as turning fossils into mud, and the ground beneath their feet began to slowly sink.

The craftsman standing nearby watched this scene with shock in his eyes.

At the top of the tower, Kent watched as eight professional soldiers carried the magic cannon up there.

The massive cannon barrel is loaded with ore shells from the Free City-State, which are said to be rich in high-purity ether.

Then, he coldly stared at the heavily armored figure in the distance and sneered, "You are indeed brave, I am no match for you. But even if you are a third-tier warrior, you will only face death when facing the magic energy cannon."

I will slaughter everyone connected to you and send them down to join you.

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He looked at the gunner operating the giant cannon and shouted sternly, "Hurry up!"

Under the gunner's control, the cannon was quickly aimed at the third section of the city wall, which was crowded with soldiers. The black figure in heavy armor on the city wall was particularly conspicuous in the field of vision.

But seeing that the gun was aimed at all his comrades, the gunner's eyes were filled with reluctance. He looked at his superior and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, there are still our men there—"

Whoosh—a flash of cold light from the sword.

The gunner's eyes widened as he fell to the ground, clutching his neck tightly with one hand, blood gushing out from between his fingers.

Kent glanced at the remaining, trembling crowd and said coldly, "Anyone else want to say something pointless?"

Looking at the silent crowd, he said coldly, "All sacrifices are necessary! The enemy possesses demonic abilities, invulnerable to blades and spears. Only through sacrifice can we defeat him!"

He raised his longsword, kicked the gunner's corpse aside, and shouted, "Next!"

Under his intimidation, another soldier stepped forward tremblingly, placed his hand on the gun turret, took several deep breaths, and finally prepared to operate the giant cannon.

Seeing everyone's actions, Kent turned his gaze to the figure still under heavy armor, a ferocious smile appearing on his face.

"Target locked, ready to launch—requesting clearance, sir!"

"Then launch!"

The new gunner swallowed hard and pressed the fire switch forcefully.

A dazzling light instantly shone on the magic cannon, and the loaded ore shells were ready to fire!

boom!

The next second, a blinding light burst from the cannon muzzle, and a deafening roar that shook the entire city wall exploded!

The recoil of the giant cannon exploded, causing the entire tower to shake violently.

At the same time, a section of the city wall was directly hit, and the soldiers on the wall were instantly engulfed by the shock wave of the shell. Hundreds of people were blown to pieces on the spot, leaving no trace of their bodies. The city wall was also completely destroyed, revealing a huge gap.

Thick smoke billowed, instantly obscuring the night.

Upon seeing this, Kent's smile vanished instantly, and his face turned ashen.

Because the shells didn't hit the third section of the city wall at all, but the fifth section, which was further back!

This shot not only killed a large number of his own men, but also turned his plan to trap the enemy army with the city walls into a complete joke.

Just then, Kent roared, "Idiot! Where are you shooting?!" He raised his longsword in a rage, but before the sword could fall, he realized something was wrong from the horrified faces of the gunner and the others.

The ground of the tower they were in was constantly sinking and subsiding, but strangely, the other walls of the city did not sink or crack.

Immediately afterwards, the speed of sinking increased, and then there was a loud bang!

The subtle alterations eventually accumulated into fatal damage, causing the tower's load-bearing structure to completely collapse, and the entire tower instantly crumbled and collapsed.

The magic cannon plummeted from its height, burying everyone on the tower in the collapsing dust and rubble. Amidst these successive mishaps, the morale of the Third Legion soldiers, who were still using their flesh and blood to block Kane's advance, instantly plummeted.

First, the magic cannon bombarded our own positions, causing heavy casualties and actually relieving the enemy of their worries about their rear.

Immediately afterwards, the tower where their commander was located collapsed, sending up clouds of dust, and the commander's fate was unknown.

Under the double blow, the soldiers' morale collapsed completely, and countless people fell into extreme fear and panic.

Seeing the figure still slowly advancing, even occasionally sweeping people off the city wall with its giant shield, many people suffered a complete mental breakdown.

Seeing this, Kane, behind his heavy armor and visor, smiled.

it's time.

A soldier, paralyzed with fear, closed his eyes in despair as he watched the massive shield about to be swung down.

To his surprise, the giant shield stopped in mid-air, and a strong hand pulled him up.

The heavily armored figure removed his helmet, revealing a handsome face with black hair and black eyes.

Kane, having seized the opportunity, finally stopped his actions.

His voice, amplified by a sonic boom, echoed throughout the entire city wall: "Your commander dares to use a magic-powered cannon on his own people! Are you still willing to risk your lives for such a person?"

Is an officer who doesn't value the lives of his soldiers worth your life-or-death loyalty?

"His evil deeds have already backfired; the command tower where he was located has completely collapsed!"

He gazed at the crowd before him, the night wind ruffling his black hair, and his booming voice rang out once more: "Those who surrender will not be killed! Lay down your weapons!"

Behind him, the swarming academy guards, seeing this, also raised their arms and shouted with fanaticism in their eyes: "Those who surrender will not be killed! Lay down your weapons!"

Amidst the rising and falling roars, the members of the Third Army Corps fell into a deathly silence.

In terms of numbers, they still hold an absolute advantage.

In reality, with their commander's fate unknown and having ordered the shelling of their own soldiers, everyone had lost the will to fight.

A captain clad in elite armor stepped out from the crowd and stood before Kane. He looked directly at Kane and said in a deep voice, "I demand that you guarantee the safety of me and my men."

"No problem, in the name of the academy."

"The Fifth Platoon of the Third Army Corps surrenders—"

With a clang, a longsword and shield slammed heavily onto the ground.

Immediately afterwards, more and more weapons and shields were thrown on the ground, creating a clattering sound.

Meanwhile, the academy guards who witnessed this scene smiled and stepped forward to help their wounded comrade.

The mages also stepped out from the ranks and cast healing spells on the wounded soldiers on both sides.

With the dust settled, Kane nodded as he watched the Third Army soldiers lay down their weapons and voluntarily surrender.

Amidst the fervent gazes of the crowd, he walked towards the dust-filled area where the tower had collapsed.

There is still one real enemy there that has not been dealt with.

A third-tier professional would never die so easily.

He continued walking slowly forward, and his shadow on the ground suddenly coalesced into a curved blade, which he firmly grasped in his hand.