Chapter 6

Lynn looked down at the magic staff, where a faint purple glow gathered at the tip.

Surprisingly, it even had an indicator effect, although it was too conspicuous for someone as upright as himself.

Lynn sighed inwardly. If he ever had the chance to make his own magic staff in the future, he would definitely create one with concealed fluctuations and light effects. Which honest wizard would go around with a glowing indicator?

Approaching the window, Lynn took two steps back, blending into the darkness.

Finding the right angle, he raised the magic staff, aiming at the individuals near the gate in the yard.

In the next moment, the magic staff in his hand activated.

Accompanied by magical energy fluctuations, a purple beam shot out from the magic staff’s tip.

A substantial number of elemental fluctuations gathered in the air, rapidly coalescing into a massive purplish-black liquid, about the size of a basketball.

Was this really just a zero-ring spell?

Lynn was surprised. The Acid Missile turned out to be larger than he had imagined. He initially thought it would be bullet-sized, at most the size of an apple.

But to his astonishment, it was as large as a basketball, visually striking in its effect.

Aiming at the enemy, he focused his mind.

The Acid Missile shot forward, its speed comparable to an arrow released from a bow.

With the close distance, it reached the area where the members of the town’s security team were in the yard in an instant.

Unfortunately, Lynn didn’t control the distance well, and the Acid Missile missed its intended target slightly.

He had aimed for the knight, but this time it deviated a bit.

It grazed the knight’s right arm before flying past.

Matthew reacted swiftly. The intense training he had received as a knight honed his reflexes, allowing him to draw his broadsword and effortlessly swing it like swatting a piece of straw, splitting the unidentified flying object into pieces.

No matter what it was, it wouldn’t stand a chance—

The Acid Missile, resembling a water-filled balloon, was instantly slashed open.

As the sword cut through, feeling the peculiar impact from the broadsword, Matthew had an inkling that he might have made a wrong decision.

The Acid Missile burst with a loud bang.

Countless droplets of acid scattered and splashed in all directions.

Matthew closed his eyes and swiftly swung his broadsword, shielding his face.

Lynn was aware of the characteristics of the Acid Missile. When it encounters obstacles or is disrupted by external forces, it explodes, causing secondary damage.

In an instant, the people around became targets of the Acid Missile’s attack.

A significant amount of acid spread, drenching the group in a shower.

He convulsed and rolled on the ground, resembling the ordinary people who had been hit by the acid.

The only difference was that he held on a little longer.

He continued convulsing for several seconds before finally ceasing. His suit of armor, once protecting his entire body, was now corroded and pockmarked, along with the remaining flesh.

After consecutively casting three spells, Lynn felt his legs growing weak. It seemed that in the future, he needed to be cautious and not deplete his mental energy carelessly.

The remaining mental energy would be enough for one more spell.

Within a short period, casting four zero-ring spells consecutively was pretty much his current limit.

Lynn looked at the group of people lying near the entrance of the courtyard.

Not everyone had fallen— there were still four individuals standing.

Some were far enough, while others had managed to avoid direct contact with the Acid Missile, either due to the projectiles missing exposed body parts or their comrades serving as human shields, taking the hit for them.

As Matthew collapsed, the remaining individuals exchanged bewildered glances.

The four who were still standing immediately dispersed and fled downhill.

At most, only one person could be left behind, unless someone was willing to destroy the Acid Missile, just like the knight had kindly done moments ago.

While Lynn contemplated, the four individuals had already covered a considerable distance.

Even if the Acid Missile were to explode, their range might not be enough to catch all four of them.

Lynn cleared his mind.

The hunter, seeing that everyone behind him had been killed, turned around and started to retreat.

Witnessing this scene, the hunter dared not continue entering the ominous-looking house before him.

To him, this wooden house was nothing short of a terrifying devil’s lair.

The hunter slowly backed away.

Lynn’s eyes gleamed, knowing he had one last opportunity to cast a spell. He had heard the hunter’s voice guiding them from a distance earlier.

“Acid Missile.”

He raised his magic staff for the final time.

The hunter attempted to dodge, but the proximity was too close, and he was struck directly by the Acid Missile.

A living person, right in front of Lynn, was corroded completely, not even a trace of bone remaining.

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