The Battle Mage in the Labyrinth City

Chapter 14 Basram

"By the way, where's Adi?"

Shirataki looked around and didn't see Adi.

"She's still packing up those criminals," Alisha explained, "but I think it should be over now, Adi, Adi~!"

The girl called out, but got no response.

The next second, boom!

Looking at the smoke rising from the fourth warehouse, Shirataki was startled and immediately rushed towards the direction of the explosion.

Damn, Adi, don't get into trouble! If something happens, wouldn't my time here be in vain?

Breaking through the smoke, Adi's figure came into view.

At this time, her condition was not good. She knelt on the ground and curled up. Her combat uniform had been cut several times, and blood kept coming out of her mouth.

"Adi!"

Shirataki hurried over to help her up, his heart sinking.

The attacker who could beat up Lv3 Adi like this must be at least a second-level adventurer, or even higher.

"As expected of a righteous clan, they immediately ran over as soon as their companions were in danger, and even ignored the possibility of traps."

A rough and evil voice came from not far away, and a creepy feeling crept up Shirataki's back.

Who is it?

He basically remembered the masters of the dark faction. The only cadres who could hurt Adi like this were the White-haired Ghost of the Emperor Killer, but the feeling this person gave him was different from these guys.

He wanted to ask Alisha and others for help, but found that the girls were fighting a weird guy who was tied up with chains and had a strange short blade pierced through his back. And it seemed that the battle situation was not good, and he was completely suppressed.

From this point alone, the guy's potential ability is Lv5.

Fairy soldier. This word immediately flooded into Shirataki's mind.

That is to say

He stared at the front with his eyes fixed. Under the illumination of the magic stone lamp, the old orc holding a tin staff and wearing a black priest uniform gradually showed his figure. Beside him, several strange warriors followed closely.

"Basram..."

Shirataki recognized the other party's identity.

Priest Basram, a member of the dark faction Apat family.

He has average strength, but controls twelve fairy soldiers with potential ability Lv5.

The so-called fairy soldiers are those who use improper means to forcibly integrate fairy weapons into the body, and use drugs to adjust and control them.

And these twelve bodies are the legacy of the Osiris family defeated by Zeus Hera.

Although he is not as strong as a real Lv5 adventurer, it is no problem to defeat Adi who is only Lv3.

But why is this guy here?

But now is not the time to study this, the priest in front of him has shown his killing intention.

"I originally wanted to use the followers of the Lord of the Masses as an unjust sacrifice, but if it is for justice, it seems to be good too?"

Obviously, Basram thought Shirataki was a member of the Astraea family.

"Bai, Bai, run."

Adi behind him uttered these words with difficulty and fainted, obviously no longer able to fight.

"I want to run, but this guy won't let us go."

Shirataki smiled bitterly, and then showed a fighting spirit on his face: "But, Lv5, it's really a good opponent."

He has always wanted to know where his real limit is, and the fairy soldiers and dark priests in front of him are the best targets for sharpening.

"Don't let me down too much, old man."

Pointing the war stick in his hand, the boy launched a battle declaration.

"Hmph! Let me show you the results of our doctrine that has recreated the glory of ancient times!"

Basram pushed the ground with his staff, and the arms of the fairy soldier immediately burst into flames and electricity, rushing towards Shirataki.

"Large-scale AOE."

Shirataki frowned slightly, and ice-attributed dazzling patterns condensed behind him to collide with the thunder and fire of the fairy soldier. In the gap between ice and fire, the scarlet war stick was cracked, and as several dazzling patterns flowed into the stick body, colorful arcs of light extended out, cutting off the thunder and fire and slashing directly at the neck of the fairy soldier.

Broken Tyrant!

Currently one of Shirataki's strongest moves, even the fairy soldier was severely injured by this move.

A huge crack bloomed from the neck. If it weren't for the last cervical vertebrae and flesh being involved, this blow could have beheaded the fairy soldier.

But the good times didn't last long. With white smoke rising from the joint, the wound was healing.

"Tsk, beheading is useless."

Shirataki spat lightly, and finally understood why the Freya clan had such a hard time in the original book.

The self-regeneration that can be ignored even by beheading is really terrifying.

Add to that Basram on the side, and the current situation is indeed a disadvantage for our side.

But, disadvantage does not mean that we can't win!

The fighting instinct was activated, and red thunder rose on the surface of the body. The war stick in Shirataki's hand screamed, and the originally gentle eyebrows gradually became unruly.

"Come on!"

As the magic power poured in, the blood mist rose war stick gradually glowed, and it was swung out again, colliding fiercely with the sharp blade in the hands of the fairy soldiers!

Dang!

The sound of metal clashing was shocking. Under the huge force of the fairy soldier, Shirataki could not help but take a few steps back to barely maintain his balance.

Even with the blessing of combat instinct and long-armed proficiency, the basic ability between the two is still insurmountable.

But Shirataki was relentless. After a little reorganization, he fought with the fairy soldier again.

In the factory, magic kept running, elements flashed, the sound of weapons colliding was endless, and there was an incredible roar from Basram.

"Damn it! Damn it! Is it another monster like a puppet princess?! Even our miracle can't take you down?!"

Seeing that the fairy soldier's slash was again blocked by ShiratakiDodge, Basram already looked a little exasperated.

The kid in front of him was only Lv2 at most, but he showed the strength comparable to the top Lv4 adventurer. Whether it was the magic that could be activated without chanting, or his own combat ability, he was quite excellent. Even the fairy soldiers could only rely on their strong basic abilities to suppress him.

"No, at least we have to kill the followers of the Lord of the Masses!"

Fearing that something might happen later, Basram made up his mind and prepared to attack Adi in the spirit of protecting his capital.

"I've been waiting for you to do this!"

Shirataki, who was always paying attention to Basram's situation, suddenly poured all his magic power into his weapon, and swung a stick to smash the weapon in the hands of the fairy soldier into pieces.

Then, taking advantage of the gap before the fairy soldier could react, he quickly rushed to Adi's side. Just as Basram's attack was about to come, there was a sudden bang.

Countless smoke and dust rose from the spot, blocking his vision. When the smoke and dust disappeared, only a scarecrow with a weird shape was left on the ground.

PS: The picture is Kaguya. The cold has finally healed. I will update GOGOGO with all my strength!

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