Walking alone on the vast plain, feeling the breeze passing by his ears, carrying a refreshing scent of soil and grass, Bexia couldn't help but think of the scene when he was taken away from the village by Ophelia, and his heart couldn't help but stir.
In fact, Bexia probably learned about Ophelia's whereabouts from Bor. It was in a city in the Dark Border, an area under the responsibility of the Asman Kingdom. Ophelia was sent there to serve as the city lord. I wonder how she's doing now?
Perhaps after returning this time, he can take a leave and go to the Dark Border to have a look. He heard that second-year students can apply for a one-year combat training course in the Dark Border. Maybe he can apply for it after going back.
"Roar!" Just as Bexia was thinking, a sudden roar came from ahead. Bexia immediately took out the Shadow Dragon Cold Star, only to see a group of deer-like dragon beasts rushing towards him. While they may seem no different from ordinary deer, there are no vegetarian dragon beasts in the Dragon God's Space.
There were about twenty or so deer-like dragon beasts, charging towards Bexia like knights on the battlefield. His gaze sharpened, and he conjured a huge dark fireball in his left hand and threw it out. Although it was just a normal explosive magic, it had a remarkable effect when it exploded among the deer-like dragon beasts. It immediately caused a commotion and disrupted their formation.
Bexia would not waste this opportunity he created himself. He pushed off forcefully and rushed into the group of dragon beasts, directly slaughtering in all directions.
These dragon beasts were all upper-level, but compared to magical beasts, they were much weaker. First of all, they didn't know any magic, and secondly, they didn't have much intelligence. Although they had decent strength, they were no different from ordinary beasts of the same level. An adventurer with slightly better experience could easily face a dozen or twenty of them alone, let alone Bexia, who had reached the extreme level of combat power. Killing this group of dragon beasts didn't take much effort at all.
After about ten minutes, Bexia waited for the dragon beasts to transform into Dragon Power Stones before preparing to continue forward. However, he unexpectedly heard a sound of breaking wind from behind. He quickly used magic to summon an ice shield to protect himself, but the tremendous force behind him almost made him fall to the ground. A pure white arrow had pierced his body for about the size of a fingernail, but it was blocked by his powerful physique. Of course, the shattered ice shield also absorbed a significant amount of the impact.
Bexia didn't even know that he had been ambushed. He pulled out the arrow from his back and cast a healing spell on himself. The not-so-deep wound quickly healed, and at the same time, he consecutively summoned several defensive magics around him, not sparing his mana.
Gripping the white arrow, the strong magical fluctuations on it told him that it was a specially crafted alchemy item. If he hadn't reacted quickly, that arrow would have been a fatal blow. He shifted his gaze to a distance and saw a glimmer flickering once again.
"Coming again!" The ambush had caused him no harm. Now that he had discovered it, let alone harm, they wouldn't even have a chance.
Bexia's target was locked on a few isolated trees not far away. The arrow came from there. His eyes emitted a fierce light. If someone wanted to kill him, then he would not be polite either.
He continuously cast accelerating magic on himself, and with warblade, forcefully opened the arrows that were shot at him, unleashing his fastest speed as he dashed towards the isolated trees.
Although the power of arrows is not as destructive as magic, archers take pride in their long-range advantage. The range of magic spells is relatively limited, as both the strength of the spell and the caster depend on a certain distance. If the distance exceeds the range for casting spells, the magic will go out of control and collapse.
On the other hand, arrows have a much longer attack range compared to magic. Rangers who use bows and arrows not only pose a threat from afar, but also have decent melee combat skills and exceptional camouflage abilities. It is not uncommon for rangers to ambush and attack elementalists on the battlefield.
Bexia realized that it wasn't just one person attacking him. Based on the frequency of the arrows, there were at least three or four rangers. Although the arrows were fast, they didn't pose a significant threat to him. Once he got close enough, he could simply unleash his magic and ignore these assailants.
However, Bexia's plan suffered an unexpected setback. While running, he suddenly felt a stiffness under his foot. Looking down, he discovered that he had stepped into a enchanted magic circle. He immediately realized what was happening and quickly lowered his head while stomping the ground, using a defensive magic called "Earth's Blessing" which covered the entire area.
Boom! The series of explosions outside made Bexia's face turn sour. Although Earth's Blessing blocked the explosions, it seemed that these were not ordinary attacks. It was a premeditated plan, and the attackers seemed to have some knowledge about him. Their arrangement was too meticulous.
In Bexia's mind, two possibilities immediately came up. One was Yage, the second successor of the Shield Family in the Mist Canyon, and the other was the witch priests who attacked them last night. Looking at the current situation, the greater possibility was the former. Rangers were not prevalent in Anzu, but other possibilities couldn't be ruled out.
After the continuous explosions ended, Bexia emerged from the protection of Earth's Blessing. Several ice walls once again shielded him, leaving him with no time to catch his breath. Numerous figures wielded their weapons from different directions.
Though the ice walls held for a moment, Bexia recognized Yage's men by their attire. Taking advantage of the slight obstruction caused by the ice walls, Bexia plunged his hidden warblade into the ground using magical force to disrupt the bound magic circle. Then, with a sweep of his warblade, the advantage of his long weapon temporarily forced the enemy to retreat.
"Flashing Blade!" Bexia's gaze locked onto one person as his body moved like a phantom, instantly appearing beside him. His warblade fiercely pierced towards the person's chest.
"Spurt!" Blood suddenly gushed out of the wound, but this blood seemed strange, like the blood of a dead person, with a hint of decay.
"Not good!" Bexia's pupils shrank as an extreme sense of danger welled up from within. The person who had been impaled through the chest seemed completely unaffected by the injury, gripping Bexia's warblade with one hand while swinging a heavy sword directly at Bexia.
"Swish!" Fortunately, Bexia's instinctive fighting ability saved his life in this crisis. He slightly dodged the strike that could have cleaved him in half, but still suffered a grazing blow on his shoulder, losing some skin and flesh. However, it burned painfully.
