Chapter 81: Chapter 74: This Makes Us Look Pretty Useless

SHHICK! SHHICK! SHHICK!

The grotesque sound of flesh being torn apart erupted continuously.

In a near instant, over a dozen of the weakest Demonized were torn to shreds.

Next were seven Demon Cultivators, whose strength ranged from junior to intermediate Grand Knight.

They lasted a breath or two longer than the Demonized, but soon followed their companions to their doom.

The Demon Cultivators’ prized stone-skin ability was as fragile as paper under the concentrated assault of countless sharp claws, and it was instantly torn to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, only four of the more than twenty heretics were left alive.

Su Ya and Peng Yan stared, dumbfounded at the scene before them, their mouths agape and speechless.

’Th-This is just too insane!’

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The sound of something slicing through the air rang out again.

Ten Magic Missiles traced graceful arcs through the air and struck a Demon Cultivator simultaneously, instantly riddling him with holes.

Pei Ze didn’t even glance at the fallen corpse, his indifferent gaze already seeking out the next target.

To avoid accidentally injuring the Fog Crows, he hadn’t used the Fireball Technique, opting instead for the more precise Magic Missiles.

Even though he hadn’t modified the spell, with his current Spiritual Power, his Magic Missiles were more than powerful enough to instantly kill a Senior Grand Knight.

If one were to hit a vital spot, not even a Peak Grand Knight could withstand a single strike.

"Damn it!"

The scar-faced Demon Cultivator’s face was livid.

The other two Demon Cultivators were also deathly pale, their foreheads drenched in cold sweat.

They never could have imagined that this Third-level Wizard Apprentice, who looked sixteen or seventeen at most, could be so terrifyingly powerful!

In a single exchange, their force of over twenty Demon Cultivators and Demonized had been nearly annihilated!

They were now beginning to suspect that the City Guard Army’s half-hearted attempts to stop them earlier were just a ploy to lure them here to their deaths, all to minimize their own casualties.

"We can’t let this continue, or we’ll all die here tonight!"

The scar-faced Demon Cultivator’s expression shifted several times before his gaze hardened. He shot a look at his two companions.

Having worked together for a long time, the other two immediately understood his plan. They both let out a furious roar as their already burly bodies swelled in size. A berserk aura erupted from them, transforming into a shockwave that blew away the surrounding Fog Crows.

Immediately after, both men stomped down hard. With a great RUMBLE, the ground instantly cracked, and a fissure snaked rapidly toward Pei Ze.

Countless earth spikes jutted out from the fissure, shooting upward like a reverse rainstorm and shredding all the Fog Crows in their path.

Looking down from above, it was as if a section of the dense flock of crows had been wiped from existence, leaving an empty corridor over thirty meters long, at the end of which stood Pei Ze.

At the same time, the scar-faced Demon Cultivator’s blood-red aura flared, and his power surged dramatically.

He roared and kicked off the ground, which shattered under the force of his launch. Like a charging war chariot, he barrelled forward, reaching Pei Ze in an instant and swinging his sword down at the boy’s seemingly stunned face!

’I got him!’

A flash of delight crossed the scar-faced Demon Cultivator’s eyes.

The other two Demon Cultivators also broke into triumphant smiles.

But in the next second, the smiles on their faces froze.

As the sword sliced through, Pei Ze’s figure distorted and dissipated like a reflection in water.

’An Illusion Technique!’

The scar-faced Demon Cultivator’s expression changed dramatically.

Just then, a short, sharp scream rang out abruptly.

The scar-faced Demon Cultivator whipped his head around just in time to see one of his companions grievously wounded by a Magic Missile, then immediately engulfed by countless crows.

Before he could react, another scream reached his ears.

He spun around in horror to see his other companion’s eyes wide with shock, the glittering tip of a sword protruding from his chest.

SHLICK!

The blade was withdrawn, and the companion collapsed limply to the ground, revealing the indifferent face of Pei Ze behind him.

Meeting Pei Ze’s icy gaze, the scar-faced Demon Cultivator felt as if he had been plunged into an icy abyss. A chill ran through his limbs, and he couldn’t suppress the despair welling up inside him.

’How can a Wizard Apprentice be this powerful?’

’Even a Legendary Knight is probably only this strong!’

FLAP! FLAP! FLAP!

Under the deep, dark night sky, crows danced and filled the air.

The wisps of black mist kicked up by their flapping wings intertwined, nearly transforming the entire city block into a sea of black fog.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but an unsettling, inky blackness.

The scar-faced Demon Cultivator was nowhere to be seen, completely submerged in that black ocean.

With all his companions dead and him the sole survivor, his fate was already sealed.

Su Ya and Peng Yan stared blankly at the scene, their mouths dry. It took them a long while to come back to their senses.

They had expected a grueling battle tonight and were even prepared to sacrifice their lives. Who would have thought that in a sudden turn of events, Pei Ze would single-handedly crush all the heretics with such ease?

A formidable lineup of over ten Demon Cultivators, including three Peak Grand Knights, and over a dozen Demonized—yet they couldn’t even last five minutes against Pei Ze before being almost completely wiped out.

This development left Su Ya and Peng Yan so dazed that it felt like some absurd dream.

"S-So strong!"

Coming to his senses, Peng Yan’s face flushed with excitement, and his gaze toward Pei Ze was filled with worship and awe.

Su Ya’s eyes were also sparkling, making no effort to hide her own adoration.

At that moment, they both felt incredibly fortunate to have been chosen by Pei Ze.

To become one of his followers would absolutely be the luckiest thing that could ever happen to them.

SWOOSH!

The sky full of crows suddenly shot upward, rising like a pillar of smoke and converging into a single point at the very top.

In just a few moments, the black torrent vanished completely, having condensed into a single crow with dark, glossy feathers.