The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

Caesar found two large suitcases and put the [Cursed Armor] and [Holy Body] into them respectively.

In fact, one box can hold it all, but this thing called [Holy Body] seems to be able to serve as a medium to summon [Cursed Armor]. In order to avoid any magical reaction between the two and form some kind of special linkage, it is better to divide it into two boxes and put a seal on them. This way it will be foolproof.

[Cursed Armor] almost ran away from Caesar's dormitory today. If Caesar hadn't come back in time, the one called [Priest] might have really succeeded in summoning it.

Today, because I didn't have any equipment with me, I was hit by a legendary petrification spell right in the face. If Xize's magic resistance wasn't a little higher than that of a normal person, he might have been hit.

That's why it's best to act in a small group when adventuring. If there's a priest in your team who can shield you, and cast a [Purification] spell on you when you're controlled, this kind of magic can easily solve the problem. But it's really hard to solve it when you're fighting alone.

If it were any other shaping magic, there was a real chance of getting hurt.

For this purpose, Caesar planned to go out of the city, get some equipment and put the two large boxes somewhere to avoid any trouble in the future.

Just after I finished packing the two large boxes, there was a knock on the door.

It’s Dean Jessica and Dean Yishi.

As soon as the barrier dissipated, Pu Mei cleared the way out of the city.

Without knowing his purpose, the legends would not start a war.

Just like the battle between Caesar and the [Priest].

With the former doing his best to control and most of the latter's magic leaning towards single-target control, it still caused such a large-scale fluctuation. The [Great Magic·Sky Flame] could be seen by the entire capital.

As long as there is room for communication, I will never act rashly.

Jessica and Yishi were more concerned about the safety of Phoenix University of Magic. As long as the school was safe, they had no need to leave the inner city in a hurry.

No one knew what they discussed in those short ten minutes. The moment the [Realm of Nothingness] dissipated, Pumei made way for the exit of the city.

The mask was gone. In order to prevent the curse from absorbing more free magic power, Caesar had to temporarily make a substitute. He found a piece of cloth, drew a simple magic-isolating rune on it, and then tied it to his face. The effect was quite good. The only flaw was that his left eye was also covered, but it was not a big deal.

When they opened the door, they were shocked by Caesar's appearance. Why did his face become like this?

After a brief explanation, the two realized that Caesar was fine.

"I'm glad you're okay. I was wondering how a [Priest] could beat you like this." Yi Shi nodded and said.

"Was the [Holy Body] condensed by the Black Death Cult using the magic circle destroyed by your great magic?" asked Dean Jessica.

"No, that thing is still fine, what happened?" Caesar asked puzzledly.

The dean frowned and continued, "Really? Did you remember it wrongly?"

"Yes, I also remember that you burned it directly, didn't you?" Yishi asked, blinking his eyes and looking at the box in Xize's hand.

"Oh, I remember now." Caesar finally reacted: "Yes, after all, that man is also a very powerful opponent. In a battle of this level, it is normal to lose control."

"Okay, that's a pity." Jessica nodded: "If someone comes to you and asks for it, just tell the truth. If he doesn't believe it, let him come to me."

"Where are you now?"

"Oh, I have to go out of town for something." Caesar replied.

"Okay, it's your spoils, it's your business what you do with them, we'll be leaving first." Jessica nodded.

After a few brief instructions, the two left.

Walking is too slow. There is no barrier in and out of the outer city anyway, so you can just fly.

[Flying] is a magic that can be learned at the Silver Rank, but one has to reach the Gold Rank to support long-distance flight.

Caesar carried two boxes and flew out of the city.

It can be seen from high above that despite experiencing such a terrorist attack, the damage suffered by Dongcheng District and Beicheng District was actually much smaller.

The main reason is that the bases of Phoenix University of Magic and the Knights are both in Dongcheng District, which is relatively prosperous.

The Adventurer's Guild is in the North City District. Compared with other districts, there are many more high-level professionals in the East City District and the North City District. It is more difficult to set up summoning arrays without being discovered in this attack, and the resistance is stronger.

The South City District and the West City District suffered the most. More than 70% of the Black Death Cult's attacks were focused on these two districts. Thick smoke could be seen rising in the air.

Collapsed houses were everywhere. Knights and professionals were helping them with rescue work. The people who had been hiding came out. Some were crying, while others were staring at the collapsed houses with dazed looks on their faces.

This is how the world is. In the struggle between professionals, ordinary people who are not even at the bronze level are not even consumables. They are no different from ants that can be easily stepped on and killed on the roadside.

Maybe if we came earlier, we could have rescued more people? Speaking of which, during the battle, the [priest] also killed a lot of civilians by mistake. Should Caesar blame himself?

There was a little brown-haired boy waving a small staff, trying to move the stone that was pressing on his father, but despite his best efforts, he failed.

He was too young, and the magic power in his body was like water seeping out from cracks in the rocks, extremely thin.

A dancing crystal sculpture of a Hydra stood nearby, the culprit that had killed his father.

Most of its heads were cut off. It was the strongest spiritual creature that attacked this area. Thieves, mages, swordsmen and others spontaneously formed a team to defeat it.

Even if the little boy removed the stone that was pressing on his father, it was of no use.

His father was a swordsman in the team that fought against Hydra. In order to save him from the Hydra's mouth, his lower body was cut off by the Hydra's sharp scales, and he would have died if he had been left there.

[It’s not my son who died, that’s great]

There was still a faint, relieved smile on his face.

A mysterious force came down from the sky and removed the stone that was pressing on him, but the dead could not be resurrected.

The people around could only mourn in silence.

If Caesar had come earlier, would fewer people have died?

But it's over.

This is the profession of a hero, fighting against evil dragons, repelling tides of beasts, and killing cultists.

But the trauma that follows is not something the hero should consider.

Those who do evil are not brave.

The hero just needs to save.