Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 89 The Artificial "Sun"

The dock area of ​​Yacheng was small, with dozens of ships crammed together, many of them bearing traces of blood and battle.

Salian ordered his men to furl the sails, lock the hatches, and squeeze the [Quiser] into a corner. After the crew disembarked with their bags, he used pre-prepared miscellaneous items and trash to "decorate" the deck and hull.

Before long, the fairy ship turned into a dilapidated vessel, looking like it had been looted many times.

Of course, this is just a superficial effort and it's hard to fool someone with a discerning eye.

After doing all this, the crew gathered together and headed straight for the castle along the steep road.

Since no one lit lamps, and many people in the group had dark vision, they helped each other out, so the impact was minimal.

Anser looked around and found no trace of the dragon, which was good news.

"Why is nobody here?" Careno asked, puzzled.

“Yes, but not many,” Anser said, pointing to clusters of houses.

“They should all be inside the castle,” Salian speculated.

Yacheng is unique because the top of the cliff is the castle, which is also the only passage in and out of Yacheng from the land. In times of crisis, the cliff fortress will block the road and defend it to the death.

After walking several hundred meters, the area ahead gradually became noisy, with the faint sound of dogs barking.

Anser and Salian exchanged a glance, realizing something was wrong.

Nornos ran a few steps and leaped to the top of the cliff.

Despite being called a cliff top, it's actually just a flat area several hundred meters wide where the castle is located.

The castle’s back gate, which faces the port, was tightly shut, while the outer walls were already packed with refugees, numbering at least a thousand.

However, these refugees were very quiet; adults covered the children's mouths, and even their crying was very suppressed.

"What happened?" Anser asked in a low voice.

Hearing him speak fluent Fayen Tong, the panicked refugees finally calmed down.

A young man quietly pointed ahead without saying anything.

Anser rode forward, circled the city wall, and looked around. He was immediately chilled to the bone.

In front of the castle, in the dim night, there were countless tiny lanterns, in pairs, of all colors.

Kobolds, countless kobolds!
A series of sounds resembling puppy barks rang out, sounding cute and endearing, but the visual effect was terrifying.

Kobolds are not particularly strong, but they are numerous and like to bully the weak with numbers. They are very good at group fights.

Anser had excellent eyesight and noticed a cliff several meters wide in front of the castle. There used to be a bridge across it, but it had been completely destroyed, preventing the kobolds from crossing.

But they are trying to build bridges, and there are a small number of winged kobolds among the kobolds!
Suddenly, a volley of arrows rained down from the city wall, including several fire arrows.

"Shhhhh-"

The kobolds who were building the bridge fled in panic, setting many planks and logs ablaze, but the fire was quickly extinguished, plunging the wilderness into darkness once more.

'Isn't this a death trap?'

The cliff fortress appears very high from the dock, but it has almost no height difference relative to the land. A precipice blocks the kobolds, leaving the entire fortress isolated and without any escape route.

The long night has only just begun, and time is not on humanity's side.

"Shhhhh-"

Another volley of arrows rained down, this time mixed with a few sticks of flaming glue.

The logs that the kobolds had just pushed up burst into flames instantly, and even the soil covering them could not extinguish the fire. In the end, there probably wouldn't be much left.

Anser noticed a large amount of burnt wood piled up at the bridgehead, indicating that this game had been going on for a long time.

One side had no other choice, while the other was stubborn and they were locked in a stalemate.

Salian and his companions quietly approached Anser, their expressions grave. "Should we leave?" Kaleno asked hesitantly.

“We can’t leave. The peninsula is very narrow, and even at its widest point, it’s less than ten miles wide,” Salian said coldly.

The Claw Peninsula is long and narrow from north to south. If it were cut off by the kobolds or dragonborn, there would be no way to go.

Now the mountains and fields are probably teeming with kobolds. If you get trapped in the wilderness, you're sure to die.

"Who is the owner of this place? How strong is he?" Anser stroked his chin and pondered.

“A few years ago it was Sir Casanova, an elite warrior, whose family was quite powerful, mainly relying on fishing and dock trade…” Salian recalled.

Yacheng was an independent city-state, not belonging to anyone, and naturally it was not granted any title, so it was usually referred to as a knight.

“He sounds like a smart man, so why didn’t he leave?” Anser asked, puzzled.

At least a day has passed since the incident in Twilight City, and the two places are not far apart, so there should be enough time to escape.

"Probably... caught off guard." Salian was in a bad mood and felt somewhat guilty.

"It's alright, we can always go back. Visiting the Giant Tail's house would be nice too, but I wonder what kind of special food the swamp has," Anser said jokingly.

Salian twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't actually laugh.

At that moment, shouts came from the castle, the rain of arrows suddenly intensified, and the kobolds' cries became more urgent.

Anser stared intently as a large group of winged kobolds pulled several iron chains across the precipice, braving a hail of arrows to wrap the chains around the stone foundation and wooden stakes of the broken bridge.

Despite the heavy casualties, the objective was achieved.

Several sticks of flaming glue were thrown down from above the city wall, barely managing to burn through one wooden stake and break one iron chain, leaving four iron chains still lying across the cliff above.

Blazing glue is a common adventure item. It's good for starting fires, but has very poor offensive capabilities; at most, it can burn wood.

The kobolds shouted excitedly, their barks and hisses interspersed with a few broken dragon words.

They crowded at the bridgehead, scrambling to climb the iron chains like ants climbing a tree, completely unafraid.

"Prepare to retreat, I'll go stop them," Anser said urgently.

"Be careful, we'll wait for you." Salian didn't mince words and pulled the others away.

Anser rode his horse around the crowd and stopped about 60 or 70 meters away from the broken bridge.

He concentrated on casting a spell, his body surging with magical power. In the night, only a red light danced around him, occasionally revealing a black silhouette.

""

"Super Magic: Powerful Spell" + "Fireball"!
The elemental orb lit up, and an ordinary flash of light flew from his fingertip, streaking across the night sky in the blink of an eye and landing on the bridgehead on the opposite bank.

"boom--"

A fireball nearly twenty meters in diameter suddenly erupted at the bridgehead, and the night sky seemed to rise like a red and yellow sun, filling everyone's vision with red light. Even after the red light faded, the outline of that red sun remained etched in their retinas.

The flames engulfed all the kobolds, leaving charred corpses in their wake, yet they didn't utter a sound, much less try to escape.

Their corpses and the wood continued to burn, and even the thin iron chains were wrapped in a layer of flames that looked like lava, which lasted for several seconds before gradually going out.

The battlefield fell silent instantly, and everyone stared in disbelief.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The iron chains turned red and softened, breaking one after another.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the kobolds in front frantically fled backwards, and those behind followed suit, creating utter chaos.

Caleno, who was retreating, paused, muttering, "Do we... still need to run?"

(End of this chapter)