Chapter 138 - Hell Ghoul
Large patches of soil raised with a burst of cackling sound. The scene of dozens of Skeletal Warriors breaking out from the soil made the three people hiss in a cold breath. Rusty machetes and the flickering will-o-the-wisp filled the atmosphere with gloom and horror.
“Bloody hell…” Mason’s face went sickly pale in an instant. He only felt chill on his back as if a gush of cold wind had just blown past.
It was in the center of these dozens of Skeletal Warriors where he was caught by his calf earlier on. If not for his two teammates, who were quick enough to rescue him in time… Looking at how these dozens of Skeletal Warriors flocked up, not to mention a level-nine mage like him, even a level-nine warrior would inevitably be cut to pieces.
Luckily… living in a room with these two guys was really the wisest choice he had made…
He was secretly rejoicing when Orrin’s cold voice came from behind. “Idiot, stop spacing out.”
Mason looked back and shot a glare at Orrin, but did not swear at him. Instead, he began to recite his spell. He knew that the dozens of Skeletal Warriors had to be dealt with immediately. There were countless undead creatures in the Shadowglen; no one knew what was hidden in the dark. The longer the fight lasted, the more dangerous the situation of the three men would be.
“Boom!” A muffled sound of explosion spread far away; Lin Li’s Flaming Storm had taken the lead. Countless fire dragons cascaded forward, instantly engulfing a large number of Skeletal Warriors.
“It’s the mage who participated in the trial!” Lin Li quickly turned over, and shook his two sleeping companions vigorously. “Quick, wake up, it seems that someone is in trouble.”
“Felic, what are you doing…” Mason rubbed his eyes with his hands, and reluctantly emerged from the blanket. “It’s in the middle of the night, can’t you let me sleep in peace…”
Orrin did not speak, but his eyes were full of confusion.
“It looks like someone is in trouble. Let’s go out and have a look.”
“Hell…” Mason complained reluctantly, but eventually climbed out of his warm bed.
As he walked out of the cave, Mason looked at Lin Li with some doubt. “It isn’t right, Felic. You fellow, you are usually not so enthusiastic. What benefit did that guy give you?”
“I am such a person in your eyes?” Lin Li stared at Mason fiercely, but he couldn’t help feeling guilty inwardly. To be honest, he was really up to no good at present…
It was not a big deal to help a lame dog over a stile, but in the Shadowglen—a dangerous place where the undead were rampant—Lin Li had no interest in meddling with other people’s business. He could put himself in danger instead of successfully helping the other party.
Besides, all trial mages had the Teleportation Scroll with them; they could return directly to the camp if they had encountered any danger. There was no need to struggle desperately and disrupt other people’s dreams in the middle of the night.
Lin Li wanted to go over because he wanted to know what trouble the team of trial mages had encountered—that was the most important thing.
The sound came from somewhere very near them—just a few dozen meters outside the cave.
Lin Li remembered clearly that he had conducted a thorough search with the Warlock’s Eyes before laying down the two mageweaths; there were no signs of undead within 100 meters. This meant that either he had overlooked them somewhere, or that something suddenly appeared in the middle of the night.
Anyhow, it was not a good thing.
Lin Li felt uneasy and scared. He was even grateful to the unfortunate trial mages. If they hadn’t appeared, it would be him calling for help at present.
He had just walked out of the cave when he saw a fire ablaze not far ahead—it was the rays of the Flaming Storm.
The rumbling muffled sound came with the rays, followed by another scream. “Help!”
“F*ck…” Mason spat, and cursed crudely. “Don’t they know how to use the Teleportation Scroll? They had to shout for help in the middle of the night, b*tch!”
“Let’s go over and have a look.” With the light of the Flaming Storm leading the way, Lin Li could save on using the Illuminating Spell. After all, this was the Shadowglen—a little light might also attract the undead.
The three guys walked along the steep hillside, and quietly groped their way in the direction of the scream. A few dozen meters was only a short distance for them. Before the light from the Flaming Storm had disappeared, Lin Li saw several figures leaning against the hillside. They looked very young, and wore the black robes of the Guild of Magic. It seemed that they were indeed the mages from this trial…
One of the young men—a long-haired youngster—had already suffered some injuries; blood gushed out from the wound, and dyed red a large area on the mountain walls behind him. The other two companions were also in a bad situation. Although they held their magic staffs tightly, the magical waves that emitted from them were extremely weak. Lin Li estimated that their mana had already been more or less exhausted.
A dozen meters ahead of them, a large group of Skeletal Warriors with rusty machetes in their hands was approaching them step by step…
Mason’s eyes were wide open, and he held back for a long time before he finally uttered, “This is too fake… Mages who are taking part in the trial are forced to shout for help by a group of Skeletal Warriors; are they still seeing themselves as mage apprentices?”
“Idiot.” Orrin glared at him, and pointed his staff behind the Skeletal Warriors. “Look what that is…”
Behind the large group of Skeletal Warriors stood the same deathly white skeleton; there was the same will-o-the-wisp, but what was in its hands was not a rusty machete, but a skeleton staff inlaid with a huge magical crystal! Its aura was different from that of the Skeletal Warriors—it was powerful and mysterious, filled with a strong deathly aura.
“F*ck! Hell Ghoul!” Mason gave a start of fright. It was also a skeleton, but the Skeletal Warriors were no more than level-five, while for the Hell Ghouls, the weakest were no less than level-ten. The strongest of them might even break through to level-fifteen, and regain their bodies to become true Liches.
And in this Shadowglen, the power of the Hell Ghoul could be maximized. They were born manipulators of Skeletal Warriors. They could control hundreds and thousands of skeleton legion with only one spell.
“These few fellows are really unlucky…”
“If they weren’t unlucky, it would be us who’d be unlucky.” Lin Li was speaking the truth. With the keenness of the Hell Ghoul to magical elements, it was almost logical for them to find the two mageweaths. When the time came, they’d be trapped in the cave, with hundreds of skeletons pouring in. The best way out would be to teleport back to the camp using the scrolls they had.
While the two guys were whispering, the staff in the hands of the Hell Ghoul flashed again.