Wizards: Starting as a Potions Master!

Chapter 76 The Broken Spell

On the shores of West Virginia Lake, the Church and the cultists are still fighting, but the two Forsaken and the three-star bloodline sorcerer Rachel Komneen, as well as the Bishop of Achaia and half of the Divine Knights, are no longer on the shore.

But cultists, sorcerers, and church armies are still fighting.

The people held hostage by both sides were the primary targets, resulting in countless deaths and injuries, with corpses littering the ground.

At this time, all the civilians who were still alive were crying out for help amidst the war.

Because by now, those believers who have been completely brainwashed by the Church of Storms are no longer alive, and those cowardly commoners who are afraid of angering the warlocks are also no longer alive.

The rest are definitely ordinary people who want to survive.

But the sorcerers don't need the civilians to remain calm; they can simply extract their life force. However, the church's army requires the civilians to firmly believe in the God of Storms and that supernatural forces do not exist in this world.

Therefore, the church's army is now gradually losing ground.

This group of crazy people became even more crazy when faced with a desperate situation.

"We are the guardians of the gods; we cannot be defeated by evil! The god of storms will protect us!"

"It's all the fault of those civilians who are running around everywhere. You all come back here right now and continue chanting. Even if you die, at most you'll go to the Lord's Kingdom. What's the point of you running away? Death is nothing to be afraid of. If you dare to run away..."

A church knight, clad in full plate armor and wearing a cloak embroidered with the image of the Storm God's sacred artifact, appeared behind a fleeing woman.

The woman clutched her child in terror, crying, "Sir, I am a citizen of Simon's territory who came with you voluntarily. Please don't kill me. You said we..."

The next moment, the church knight's two-handed sword struck her, severing her at the waist in one blow.

"Stand back where you were and continue singing your prayers. Anyone who disobeys will be killed on the spot."

"As long as you bravely sacrifice yourself, you will go to the Lord's Kingdom of Heaven! So do not be afraid to die!"

The remaining civilians from various territories were filled with despair.

They could only obediently return to the original shore, standing beside a pile of civilian corpses, and sing hymns in a weak and disbelieving tone.

So who can save them?

Do they have to die here today?

With just a word from those powerful figures, they would have to obediently wait to die. Could they really go to the heavens of the Storm God?

A sense of hope arose in the hearts of many ordinary people, not because they could believe that the Storm God's Kingdom was real, but because they truly needed the Storm God's Kingdom to exist.

The two one-star bloodline sorcerers who were slaughtering knights and church soldiers burst into laughter upon seeing this scene.

They reached out to the civilians, and instantly a large amount of life force gathered on them. At the same time, they also began to absorb the life force of their surrounding companions.

All the ordinary people around them were lying on the ground groaning.

Next, they summoned an even more powerful [Wind of Indifference] to attack and kill the enemy.

One of the sorcerers said, "The Church's behavior is truly laughable. They talk about justice, but who knows what they're really up to?"

His companions, amidst the battle, grinned maliciously: "Today, everyone except us will die here. No one can save them. This is the law of the jungle, this is humanity's final fate."

"Hahahaha... No one here can escape death."

With a wave of his hand, he completely drained the life force of an old man, who collapsed helplessly to the ground.

"Knights, you too, die! Rebel against knightly tyranny and embrace a world of equality!"

The warlock was about to swing his scythe at the senior church knight in front of him when suddenly he turned his head to look to his left in surprise.

Because he felt it; there was a noticeable earthquake on the ground.

It was as if something heavy was approaching.

Then he saw it; he saw the solemn and holy angel statue, Soldier Number One, walking towards him from the flat ground in the distance.

The old craftsman who sculpted it mistakenly believed that it was a religious matter entrusted to him by Su Nan, so in terms of the design, the angel statue No. 1 soldier was perfect.

At the same time, he also saw the ten gargoyles hovering above the head of Angel Statue No. 1.

But in just a moment, the gargoyles were already above them, attacking the church knights, church soldiers, and two cultists.

The sudden attack from a third party caught both the righteous and evil factions completely off guard.

Both the church knights and the sorcerers were quite surprised as to why a group of gargoyles would suddenly attack them.

The knights found it even more difficult to understand.

"What the hell is this? These stones can move? How are we supposed to kill them? Are we supposed to kill a whole bunch of stones?"

"Was that angel statue sent down by the Storm God to help us...?"

"These stone statues are attacking us...they are the enemy."

"Damn it, cutting these gargoyles with swords is not very effective. These gargoyles are not made of flesh and blood. Even if you cut wounds on them, it won't do much good."

The warlocks were more knowledgeable, but their response wasn't much better.

"These are... wizard puppets. How is that possible? In this era, who could create such a large number of puppets? In this era, there are still so many puppets."

"Could it be that native wizard? Lady Rachel deliberately kept us here mainly to deal with him."

"Are you kidding me? A group of golems of this size? You're telling me this is the work of a wizard without any proper magical lineage? Are you crazy, or am I? Wait a minute, why can't my Cold Wind hit those gargoyles in the air?"

Su Nan's voice came from behind him, "The reason is simple. I analyzed your Cold Wind. Although it's impossible to use it without the bloodline of a sorcerer, my Sacrificial Stone Gargoyle has the ability to reconstruct itself and also uses related wind magic. With just a few minor modifications in battle—"

"For example, by increasing their sensitivity to the [Wind of Indifference], they can immediately change their direction the moment they come into contact with your [Wind of Indifference] within a 5-meter radius."

The one-star bloodline sorcerer broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly turned around, jumped back, and looked at Su Nan, who was dressed in plain clothes, saying, "When did you get to my side? Why can't I sense your magic power anymore? Are you that wizard lord?"

"And... how could your method possibly work? You broke our bloodline magic so easily?"

Su Nan glanced at him, then addressed all the civilians around him: "All civilians from Peter's territory, step forward and leave this battlefield immediately. Don't worry about your lives; I will protect you. As for the other civilians, run if you can, but I will not be responsible for protecting you."

"I have no obligation to protect you."

Letting them escape was still out of humanitarian considerations.

The civilians, who had been in despair, suddenly brightened up, especially the civilians in Peter's territory.

Since the start of the war, Su Nan is the only one who has told them that he will protect them.

Everyone wanted them to sacrifice themselves, but only Su Nan said he would protect them.

Many survivors in Peter's territory were even moved to tears and expressed their gratitude to Sunan.

The bloodline sorcerer, who had been frightened away, was instantly enraged. "Anyone who dares to run away? I'll kill you!"

He brandished his scythe, summoning a cold wind, and then looked at Su Nan.

The next moment, he became puzzled.

Because Su Nan did not dodge or avoid, but stood still and calmly raised his left hand.

"Hahahaha... Success! As long as someone is actually struck by the Wind of Indifference, no matter who they are, they can be sliced ​​through. Fool, how dare you block the Wind of Indifference? This is a favor from the blind king..."

The next moment, the bloodline sorcerer's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and saliva dripped from his mouth, like a mentally challenged child.

"How...how is this possible?"

"How could you possibly catch it with your bare hands? Cold Wind, I could understand if you dodged it, but how could you possibly catch it with your bare hands..."

The moment the cold wind touched Su Nan's outstretched left hand, it shattered as if Su Nan had sliced ​​it to pieces with a hand chop.

However, this was indeed an illusion. Su Nan looked at the birch sap stabilizing potion he had crushed in his left palm, then used the stabilizing potion to contain the Cold Wind. "Shocked? Unable to think?"

"If you stop thinking just because you see an unknown phenomenon, then you are really too weak. I've already said that I have done a very in-depth study on the wind of indifference. It's just that there is a lot of data that needs to be repeatedly calculated, but that's nothing to me."

"As long as I suppress the power of the Indifference Wind spell with magic the instant it attacks me, and then contain it with a stabilizing potion, I can do it..."

Su Nan threw the white sap potion forward, and the cold wind that had been absorbed earlier was released again.

This cold wind carved a ravine into the slightly soft muddy ground on the lake shore, simultaneously stopping the knights, soldiers, and sorcerers who wanted to pursue the fleeing civilians.

The bloodline sorcerer who was fighting against Su Nan was completely baffled by what he saw.

It was incomprehensible why Su Nan could catch his prized spell with his bare hands; he had absorbed so much life force to unleash a spell even once.

I can't understand why Su Nan can directly unleash his own magic.

I can't understand what Su Nan meant when he said that by slightly modifying the gargoyles, their spells could be made to miss.

Isn't casting spells simply a matter of targeting the enemy and bombarding them relentlessly?

Why is it that his prized magic is so powerless against Su Nan?

Su Nan calmly watched them. A first-class wizard apprentice fighting against a few one-star warlocks and formal knights was like an adult beating up a child.

However, it seems that the three forces have already entered the Wizard's Ruins, so we need to speed things up as well.

(End of this chapter)