novelzi Chapter 211 - 190 Archbishop Kachan’s Choir (10K)_4
Chapter 211 - 190 Archbishop Kachan’s Choir (10K)_4
Chapter 211: Chapter 190 Archbishop Kachan’s Choir (10K)_4Just because he picked up a two-handed sword?
"A bunch of maniacs!" Dome grinned, feeling not too bad about this.
With the undead resurrecting en masse, the tide of corpses was finally cleared.
The road ahead was strewn with bodies.
But the thunder had disappeared, the rain had lessened, and it was hard to see anything in the oppressive darkness ahead.
"Illumination Spell!" Dome raised the two-handed sword high.
The sudden burst of light made Dome look like he had truly become a white-robed Sword Saint, bravely leading the undead charge toward the choir.
Then, the curse from the choir swept over them.
Dome’s heart trembled.
No, surrendering was the better option. The ’book thief’ like him had no concept of losing face; it was all about saving his own skin.
If he didn’t fight fiercely at the crucial moment, would the Lord blame him if they actually survived?
With various thoughts swirling in his head, Dome unknowingly ran to the front of Lance and Serene and, to their astonished gazes, raised his two-handed sword and brought it down heavily on one of the choir members.
"Dome?" Serene’s voice came in disbelief.
What, aren’t you a wizard? Why are you charging in with a two-handed sword!
We knights are all thinking about how to rescue Lord, charging in headlong like this—aren’t you being a bit too hasty?
To rescue, not to die!
Dome himself was baffled; he only wanted to shout along with the group, to hack a slash or two just for show, with participation being the main thing. Why had he suddenly become the main attacker?
The two-handed sword didn’t cause much damage; even as a high-ranking wizard, Dome’s strength wasn’t that great.
But Dome, having used the Illumination Spell, was like a human lighthouse, successfully helping everyone present by illuminating the position of the choir, revealing the sinister robed chanters surrounding Lord.
...
Lind’s body convulsed; the curse was rapidly draining his life. If any enemy undead looked at Lind, they could definitely see his health bar depleting fast, but flames were quickly burning inside his body, mixed with blood, seeping into his heart, swiftly restoring his health.
It was agonizing, but it slightly slowed the Death Curse.
Perhaps he had another ten or so seconds before the curse would claim him?
Lind had gone completely deaf, probably from the curse when the Death Curse struck him.
The sudden Illumination Spell that burst into view startled Lind, and even more surprising was that Dome was the one charging forward.
But it wasn’t helpful.
Even if Dome had thrown a Fireball, it would have had a better effect than this.
Lind’s gaze swiftly
Ah, yes, I have more than just twenty chances.
Dozens of Great Knights from Star Dragon City, and several hundred undead who had risen and burst forth.
Now my side has the larger numbers.
Lind felt a surge of blood in him. He had always seen the people of his territory as tools, as personal property.
In his eyes, for instance, Mico and other poster girls could make various Magic Potions and weren’t suitable for combat.
Dome, excellent in research, not suitable for combat.
Serene, besides Lind, the only Upper Rank Soul-lost Knight, able to tame Calamities en masse to help manage the mount system that Lind had created for Star Dragon City, not suitable for battle.
Milan, besides Lind, the only other Upper Rank Rune Messenger, capable of crafting various equipment, also not suitable for combat.
Lance, as an Archer, Lind often had hoped he would protect the city walls, to safeguard the private assets within Star Dragon City, thus entrusting him with the significant rear area and also not wanting him to fight.
As for the Four-Handed Bard far in the rear, Lind never even considered having him join the battle.
In such circumstances, Lind almost subconsciously took part in every battle himself, because he saw every single person, every NPC, as his own property.
If they were carelessly lost in combat, that would be a substantial loss.
But at this moment, Lind suddenly let go.
With just one person, he could not survive to the end.
He shouted a battle cry that he himself couldn’t hear: "Fight for me!"
The [Banshee’s Horn] was blown rapidly, cursing one choir member after another. Compared to two curses, the power of the Banshee’s Horn was clearly the stronger.
Forcing a curse, suppressing the power of the targets, one by one they lost their abilities as the curse on Lind rapidly lessened.