Magicians never make wishes

"Don't rush, there's more." Looking at the ice shards on the ground, Ronan immediately changed his approach.

The single-target damage of "Elemental Ice Arrow" is too high, and the damage is somewhat excessive.

After the ice arrow passed through the black creature, it still had enough power to hit a large tree in the distance, causing the entire tree to be covered in frost.

It seems I underestimated the additional damage and effects brought about by the elemental transformation.

That being the case...

Ronan took a few steps back, constantly observing the black creature's movements.

At that moment, another ice arrow materialized in his hand.

Once the element is changed, unless the caster cancels it or it changes to another attribute, all subsequent arrows will be of that attribute.

As long as Ronan doesn't change, he can keep solidifying into ice arrows.

As the group of black creatures drew closer, Ronan did not make a move, waiting for the right opportunity.

"Captain, they're getting closer." Axe unconsciously moved closer to Ronan.

Ronan kept looking for the right angle; he didn't want to wait for the black creatures to line up before piercing them with an arrow.

The black creatures surrounded us from all sides, making it impossible for them to stand in a straight line.

He wanted the black creature to stand as close as possible, even closer...

A group of black creatures surrounded them, and with Ronan and the evil axe deliberately maneuvering, they gradually formed a crescent shape.

It's now!

Ronan's ice arrow was already poised to fire, and he launched it towards the ground beneath the feet of the group of black creatures.

The ice arrow struck the ground instantly, leaving no crater; instead, it bounced off the hard earth.

Immediately, it scattered into a shower of ice flowers, completely covering the black creatures arranged in an arc around the moon.

Ronan counted eight crimson creatures in total, all within the range of the arrow's scattering.

All the black creatures were indeed hit with the full amount of ice-attribute additional damage.

More importantly, the freezing properties took full effect, and the eight black creatures were instantly turned into eight ice sculptures.

"Evil Axe, go!" Ronan shouted, turning to the evil axe.

The evil axe had been waiting for a long time, but instead of moving, it chuckled.

"Captain, it's rare to find a stationary target. Let me show you my skills."

After saying that, he leaned forward.

The two axes in his hands flew out of his hands in a strange way, from back to front.

"Spinning Axe!" the evil axe shouted.

The double axes spun along an arc, flying towards the eight black creatures frozen into ice sculptures.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Eight sharp sounds rang out in succession, and the two axes transformed into two afterimages in the air, shattering all the ice sculptures in one fell swoop.

Then it flew back in a crisscross pattern and was caught steadily by the evil axe.

"Wow, that's impressive, Evil Axe." Ronan was surprised to see Evil Axe use a move-type skill for the first time.

"Hehe, Captain, freeze it harder next time," Evil Axe said smugly, showing off.

"I also have an enhanced version of this move, which is extremely powerful, but it takes a bit longer to prepare."

"There's an enhanced version?" Ronan had never heard of an enhanced version of a skill before.

"That's right, based on my own abilities, I've improved this skill, and I plan to call it 'Super Powerful Invincible Spinning Axe.' What do you think?"

"...A good name."

Ronan hesitated for a moment, but finally suppressed the urge to complain and gave a thumbs up.

After dealing with the group of black creatures, Ronan was just about to catch his breath when he noticed the cards in his robe pocket buzzing.

He pulled out the card with a puzzled look in his eyes and saw the number "7" on the front of the card flashing continuously.

"Is this card going to explode?" Evil Axe subconsciously took two steps back.

Ronan didn't answer him; instead, he turned his head and looked in another direction.

The red energy in my hand has begun to gather.

"Elemental Arrow" is versatile and powerful, but in terms of casting speed, "Blazing Ray" is still faster.

The evil axe followed his gaze.

A fully armed armored man was walking towards them.

He also held a card that was constantly buzzing in his hand.

Ronan, using his mental network, saw that the card also had the number "7" engraved on it.

This is an armored guard in the Earl's Manor, and also the area manager of the 7th District.

"Adventurers' Guild Squad No. 408..."

The guards of the Earl's manor always concealed themselves within airtight armor, making it impossible to see their actual appearance.

This was the first time Ronan had heard the voice of the head of Area 7.

"I thought you wouldn't last until I got there, but I didn't expect you to be able to kill all the corrupted ones."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he would lose his vocal cords if he spoke a few more words.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" came the sound of a rat scurrying about in the distance. "Is your view blocked by armor, buddy?"

"Didn't you see there's another one here?"

He was constantly throwing daggers at the black creature in front of him, his fighting posture quite disheveled.

The armored man glanced in the direction of the drilling rat, slowly assumed an offensive stance, and said mockingly.

"However, I imagine your resources are quite depleted... If you were attacked now, how would you respond?"

Upon hearing this, Ronan immediately raised his hand.

The red energy at his fingertips transformed into a blazing white light, blasting directly at the black creature in front of the drill rat from a great distance.

The upper body of the black creature vanished instantly.

The remaining portion burst into flames under the high temperature and instantly turned to ashes.

"Holy crap!"

The drill rat had never seen such a fierce attack before, and it almost thought that it would be taken away by this terrifying ray as well.

Never make the captain angry again...

The rat felt its legs getting weak, so it simply sat down on the ground.

Ronan didn't even look at it before easily eliminating the last black creature.

He stared directly at the armored man who was taunting him with an aggressive stance, his tone indifferent.

"Want to give it a try?"

"..."

The armored man remained silent for a long time before resuming his standing posture.

"As expected of the Adventurers' Guild's famous team, even with changes in members, they still possess such strong combat power."

"My name is Harris, and I apologize for my reckless probing."

As the armored man spoke, he removed his helmet, revealing a face covered in scars.

"Did you release these black creatures?" Ronan asked.

Judging from his words, the Earl must have known about the nature of these black creatures all along.

"Of course not," Harris shook his head in denial.

"These are ordinary people who have become polluted; we call them 'polluters'."

"Contaminated by what?" Ronan wondered. Could there be nuclear wastewater in this world?

"This is also the target of this mission."

Harris seemed reluctant to discuss this topic and instead said,

"However, I have come here to announce another piece of news to you all:"

"A squad was attacked in their area of ​​responsibility, and two members are missing..."

"The Earl is currently organizing a new round of rescue operations, and I've come to inquire about it."

"Are any of you interested in participating in the next mission?"

"Of course, the compensation will definitely satisfy you all."

Ronan and Axe exchanged a glance, both seeing rejection in each other's eyes.

This kind of mission, which involves no intelligence and involves unknown forces, is far more dangerous than venturing deep into the monster forest.

Ronan was about to refuse when he suddenly asked, "By the way, which area was attacked?"

"It's the 82nd district, which is very far from Wuyue City."

Ronan paused, feeling a sense of familiarity, when Harris remarked...

"Speaking of which, the squad in charge of that area is numbered the same as yours, 408."