My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills-Chapter 141 - 125: Burn Ourselves? Have You Lost Your Mind! (Part 2)

Chapter 141: Chapter 125: Burn Ourselves? Have You Lost Your Mind! (Part 2)

’From the concentration of the aura, it seems to be even stronger than the High-tier Boarman Warrior... even stronger than the assassin Zoel of level 5 classes.’

’Classes Level 6? Or 7?’ Raine watched his opponent, rapidly assessing in his mind.

As someone who has twice fought enemies of Level 5 Classes, Raine could estimate the opponent’s classes level with a bit of perception.

Though the level of classes doesn’t entirely equate to actual combat strength, like him, it can generally be a preliminary consideration.

However... Raine glanced around at the dozen or so Gray Dwarf Warriors gradually surrounding them, forming a circle.

Even if he was stronger, he couldn’t withstand so many Gray Dwarf Warriors attacking him, not to mention that if they charged, the entire team would collapse.

’If we want to deal with all these Gray Dwarf Warriors... then there’s only...’

"Mr. Loren, cast Greasy Spell and Burning Hand on the ground beneath us." Raine looked at the space of the underground hall and whispered to Mage Loren beside him.

Hmm?

Burn themselves?

Loren looked surprised, confused, and puzzled, staring blankly at Raine.

Meanwhile, the Wanderer Royce, who had quietly retreated to the last position, was so shocked that his retreating steps halted, his eyes widening as he gazed at Raine.

’What the heck! Has he gone mad with fear?’

If Royce didn’t want to attract the attention of others right now, he would definitely have made a sarcastic remark.

The only one brightening her eyes at the scene was Elise, who had the experience of fighting alongside Raine in the Battle of Oak Village, and she immediately understood what Raine intended to do.

"Mr. Loren, please trust Raine," Elise urged hastily.

"Well... okay!" Hearing the priestess say so, Mage Loren, although puzzled, still agreed.

He wasn’t irrational, his agreement based on two points.

Earlier, when the three Gray Dwarves were killed, he had seen Raine easily dispatch them with a casual flick while standing at the back of the team.

This made him realize that the strength of Mr. Raine was far beyond his estimation.

Faced with such a ’dead-end’ situation, believing the strongest person in the team might not be completely right, but when there are no other options, it’s worth following.

And now that the priestess said the same, he was even more certain.

After all, the chance of them both simultaneously going insane is almost zero.

"Huh, something is floating." A Gray Dwarf felt something white drifting down before his eyes.

"Why does it feel a bit colder!" Another Gray Dwarf clutching the hammer handle shivered.

Suddenly!

The entire subterranean space started showering dense sleet and hail the size of a child’s fist!

In merely two or three seconds, it poured down like a waterfall, drenching everyone present indiscriminately; all they could see was a vast expanse of white, with a piercing cold seeping in from all directions.

Luckily, Loren had already cast Greasy Spell on the ground beneath them, and with Burning Hand igniting it, the ground under the team burst into a blazing fire, which was quickly suppressed by the cold, reducing to the level of an ordinary campfire.

Moreover, it was rapidly weakening over time.

Nevertheless, this greatly reduced the intensity of cold in their circle.

Compared to the Gray Dwarves outside the circle, they seemed like they were nestled in a wooden house, burning charcoal in the biting cold winter, while their opponents were exposed to the sub-zero Siberian winds.

At this moment, Mage Loren was long unable to snap back.

Because he knew very well that Greasy Spell combined with Burning Hand igniting it had an overall effect nearing the power of a Second Level Flame Spell.

Calculating by Second Level Spell standards,

Even though they were in the non-core area of the unknown spell at the moment, the peripheral power was about to quench his flame comparable to a Second Level Spell.

The next moment, Loren seemed to have realized something, his eyes widening to the limit, muttering:

"I remember now! It’s a Third Level Spell, Snow Rainstorm!"

"A Third Level Spell!"

"Isn’t this something only a mage of level 5 classes could possibly master?"

And Royce, the Wanderer who had retreated to the last of the group planning to seize the chance to escape once the battle started, now stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, dumbfounded at the scene before him.

"This... the power of such a Frost Spell..."

"Could Raine be a chosen one of the Magic Goddess?"

Meanwhile, Half-Orc Karg and Dwarf Bruno also sported expressions as if they’d seen a ghost, glancing back at Raine, turning to look at each other, seeing shock, confusion, and incomprehension in each other’s eyes.

Yet soon, the three of them revealed a hint of ecstasy in their eyes—’Great! So many Gray Dwarves, how many points will we get?! This time we’ve struck it big!’

Wanderer Royce took a swift step forward to the front.

...

In stark contrast to the trio’s mood was Gray Dwarf Commander Thorne at the core of the Snow Rainstorm.

Right now, the area he was in had completely become a world of ice and snow...

Although he relied on the magic armor and his extremely strong physique to barely move, the problem was others couldn’t.

His subordinates, all sixteen Gray Dwarf Warriors, at this moment, had their eyebrows and beards covered in frost; except that, due to the same pale color of hair and beard, it wasn’t very visible.

But an even bigger issue is the rapidly spreading white ice at their feet, this scene undoubtedly indicated that the Gray Dwarves under his command had fallen into absolute desperation!

"Damn it!"

"Such a level of magic!"

This made Thorne’s heart both awe and anger!

Though he was a High-tier Warrior, it didn’t mean he knew nothing about magic.

The Dark Furnace Clan also had High-tier Mages and Priests; the power of the magic before him he could confirm reached the level of a Third Level Spell.

But the problem is, how exactly was this young human able to cast it in front of him?

A rare Third Level Spell Scroll?

But this problem no longer mattered now... 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

What was crucial was he had to solve this predicament, otherwise, the clan members who followed him from Dark Furnace City to the surface would perish here.

"Ah!!"

With a roar of fury, Thorne hurled the dark silver Two-Handed Warhammer in his hands with all his might.

The heavy Two-Handed Warhammer spun rapidly like a fan, heading straight for the human squad ahead.

If Humbert, a warhammer expert, were present, he would instantly recognize the opponent was using a rare hammer-throwing combat skill—’Hammer of Anger’.

Hammer of Anger is not only powerful with its return on hitting a target, but more importantly, if the warhammer is a magic weapon, it immediately triggers the weapon’s special effects.

Coincidentally, the warhammer Thorne wielded was a rare magic weapon, solidified with the First Level Spell ’Secondary Lightning Chain’, capable of attacking three targets at once.

Following the trajectory of the warhammer’s flight....

Since Raine had already previously requested everyone to gather around him.

The Dwarf Warrior Bruno, charging at the front, was now ahead of Raine, nearly parallel, with Half-Orc Karg who had just climbed up, having two broken ribs.

If Raine hadn’t released the Third Level Spell, ’Snow Rainstorm’, earlier, perhaps both would immediately have thought to dodge the fierce incoming warhammer.

But after witnessing the spell Raine cast, even Karg’s intelligence realized that retreating now was absolutely not an option, because once they retreat, causing the spell’s disruption, allowing the dozen or so Gray Dwarves to recover, then the result would be...

A huge number of points slipping out of their hands.

This was naturally absolutely unacceptable.

Thus, they acted immediately, Karg putting the thick Wooden Shield in front of him, while the heavily guarded Bruno knelt down, shoulder sinking, tightly gripping the Steel Shield, planting it firmly on the ground.

"Clang!!"

The dark silver Two-Handed Warhammer crashed into Bruno’s Steel Shield, producing a piercing metallic clash.

As Bruno bore the stabbing pain nearly fracturing his wrist, thankful for blocking it, suddenly, in front of the shield, the Two-Handed Warhammer burst into sparks of electricity.

"Zzzt!"

Several lightning bolts zipped like snakes in mid-air, instantly enveloping the frontmost Gray Dwarf Bruno, Half-Orc Karg, and the Wanderer Royce, who had just sprinted forward, in its wake.

This took Raine by surprise!

Since Snow Rainstorm was a channeling type of spell, he had prepared to withstand the strike with Frost Armor, but unexpectedly, Royce quickly moved from behind, taking the hit for him.

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