Chapter 224
Chapter 224 A Strange Battlefield
Compared to the numerous odd tricks up the adepts’ sleeves, the means of fighting available to the knights of this world were way too primitive and crude.
Even though the spellbreaker knights and the adepts were of the same grade, and weren’t too different in terms of their level of strength, they had no methods of restricting and containing the adepts other than a couple of their battle techniques such as their Flame Blades, Explosive Cross Slashes, and Crescent Moon Slashes.
In comparison, the adepts had confusingly strange spells and unthinkable means of slaughter. Together, these factors allowed the adepts to easily kill a spellbreaker knight with a single wave of attacks.
The difference in power between beings of a higher plane and beings of a lower plane was immensely huge, even when compared with the same grade!
With no other choice, the eleven radiant knights could only split up. Each one of them tagged an adept and followed closely behind their target. This effectively stopped the adepts’ hunt. Yet at the same time, doing so split up the knight army’s most powerful fighting force.
Once all of the radiant knights had been lured away, the numerous arrays hidden underneath the battlefield finally activated simultaneously.
Corrosive acid swamps, wetlands with poison mists, bloodsucking forests filled with vampiric magic vines, quicksand traps… all these terrifying lands of death started to appear one after another, filling up every single piece of land in this stretch of forest.
“Indeed, Lord Sarubo. Let me and Sanazar go out and rampage through the enemy ranks. Exterminating those dragons should not be a problem!” Surprisingly, the purple-eyed adept that seldom spoke opened his mouth and agreed with his companion.
“No! The two of you rely too much on your physical strength. Even now, you still have yet to complete your analysis on the different planar laws. How much of your prowess can you display under the suppression of these planar laws?” The human projection finally opened its eyes and asked coldly.
The purple-eyed adept frowned before replying uncertainly, “Around 45%, I would say!”
The green-robed female adept gave a forced smile, “I can only use 35% of my full power.”
“Hmph… ” The projection snorted in disdain, “With this little strength, you are, at best, at the peak of Second Grade. It might be no problem for dealing with a few tiny dragons, but if you expose your strength now, the Fourth Grade Holy Knight might choose to act!”
“Sir, since they have already arrived, why are they not attacking with all their might? What is that Willis fellow waiting for?” The purple-eyed adept asked, puzzled.
“Kehkehkeh. You think he doesn’t want to act? I’m the one who’s intimidating him! I’ve split a strand of my Spiritual consciousness and have been using it to pressure and intimidate his will ever since he stepped foot into the woods. This will cause him to feel an unknown terror, yet be unable to find the cause of it. It is because of this that he has become so conservative and passive. Otherwise, he would have brought the dragons and charged straight towards the adept tower the moment the battle started. Do the two of you think you could stop his attacks?”
The Third Grade adepts looked at each other, and the respect they felt for Lord Sarubo became even more reinforced.
To be able to plant the seed of an idea and a feeling within the mind and will of a Fourth Grade planar powerhouse without him noticing, and being able to affect his important decision-making in doing so. This kind of ability was unthinkable!
The two adepts no longer spoke, but shut their eyes and continued to analyze those annoying planar shackles.