As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

In the eyes of the magicians, this should have been a one-sided battle.

The self-healing, impenetrable barrier, the sudden and huge number of corpses, and the indestructible dragons and dragonmen completely caught them off guard.

No one expected that the Purple Demon School actually had such a method!

Morale collapsed. After only a few dozen minutes of fighting, the magicians on the front line were in complete disarray.

"withdraw......"

A commander, whose body was in tatters, wanted to roar, but something stuck in his throat and he couldn't shout at all.

Six major factions attacked one school, but they were the first to be defeated and retreat. What a shame!

In fact, even in such a chaotic situation, no one has retreated, which is enough to prove the magicians' unwillingness in their hearts.

However, the current situation is too dangerous. If it continues like this, perhaps even retreating will be a luxury for them...

But just as the commander was getting anxious, he heard a completely different noise coming from a distance.

That wasn't the roar of a dragon monster, nor was it the curses and wails of their own soldiers, but... cheers?!

He looked closely and saw a swordsman, like a sharp blade against the current, rushing straight into the enemy camp and colliding head-on with the oncoming dragon monster.

A melee transcendent? But it would be unwise to go head-to-head with a dragon-like monster—that was what he had originally thought.

But the next second, the sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword shadow flashed by, and the roaring dragon monster suddenly stopped, then split into two halves in the middle, fell to the ground with a bang, and splashed a filthy rain of blood.

This is too much... Sequence 7? No, even Sequence 6 wouldn't be able to do it this quickly, right?!

Unable to sense the opponent's specific level, the commander could only speculate secretly, and was surprised that the adventurer who came to help was so skilled.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful you are, you are just one person.

When recruiting adventurers on the battlefield, they usually hire several small teams to spread out and fight guerrilla warfare.

Especially since this was supposed to be an easy battle, and there weren't many adventurers recruited.

It would be difficult to reverse such a huge defeat with just one or two strong men - that's what he originally thought.

But immediately afterwards, a loud shout erupted from behind the swordsman, followed by a dark crowd of figures.

It was a corps of adventurers consisting of hundreds of extraordinary people.

It was the first time for all the magicians present, including the commander, to see so many adventurers gathered together.

"Follow Brother Sword Ghost!"

Hex swung his fist, knocking over the oncoming dragon monster and shouting with high morale.

The adventurers used their special skills one after another. The front row used melee combat to block the monsters, while the back row used magic and bows and arrows to repel them.

Hundreds of extraordinary people have different and comprehensive skills. They cooperate with each other and not only repel the dragon monsters one after another, but even rangers and thieves can free up their hands to squeeze into the magician's formation and help them clean up the corpses.

The sudden arrival of reinforcements was undoubtedly a shot in the arm, allowing the magicians to gradually get rid of the chaos and regroup.

These adventurers did not linger in the battle, nor did they seek to storm the mansion. Instead, they wandered around the battlefield, providing assistance to the magicians who were exhausted from fighting the enemy.

"Are today's adventurers so reliable?!" the commander murmured, feeling overwhelmed. "This painting is totally worth the money!"

However, Roy himself didn't have so many thoughts.

He was just wandering around, looking for Lyanna, but he didn't expect that this group of adventurers would really become his followers.

Wherever he went, this group of people followed him.

"No wonder it had to be kept secret. It turns out it's to deal with the cultists... [Sword Ghost] Brother, where are we going next?"

Seeing Hex's cheerful question and the expectant looks from the other adventurers, Roy had no choice but to accept the reality that he couldn't get rid of them.

Well, with a group of people like this, I wouldn't have to waste time cleaning up the miscellaneous soldiers.

Due to the limitations of my own low level and insufficient supernatural power, I am not good at protracted battles, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to have more helpers.

"...Just follow me."

"Did you hear that? Just follow Brother Sword Ghost and that's it!"

"Oh!!!"

Lyanna was also on the front line of the battlefield. Roy planned to circle around the mansion, and he would definitely run into her in no time.

However, the next moment, with the familiar extraordinary fluctuations, nine twisted snake shadows appeared in the air.

Before Roy could be surprised, he saw a figure faintly visible among the vines and branches in the distance, staring murderously in the direction of the nine-headed Hydra.

Chapter 108: Not Worthy of Being a Human

"Hahahaha! That's it! Die, everyone!"

At the top of the vine barrier, Marvin overlooked the battlefield, opened his arms, laughed uncontrollably, and admired the ugly appearance of the magicians.

"How dare you criticize me? Do you have the guts to do that?!"

"How does it feel to be crushed by the cultists you despise?!"

A few days ago, the Magicians' Society publicly criticized Marvin, leaving him utterly disgraced. On the day he was tried by the Society, the road was littered with garbage from enraged citizens. After all, in Viszea, collaborating with cultists was a betrayal of all humanity, a crime even worse than treason.

Now that he saw these magicians die, Marvin finally felt proud.

But this joy did not last long.

Amidst the general decline, the battle situation in the southwest was completely different, which attracted Marvin's attention.

Nine huge dark green snake shadows suddenly rose up, dancing in a storm of death, crushing all enemies that stood in their way, no matter if they were corpses or dragon monsters.

The brown-haired witch commanded a strange-looking serpent monster, and surrounded by black magicians who also had twisted bodies and strange powers, she approached the perimeter of the barrier in an unstoppable manner.

“Sequence 6…?!”

Sensing the other person's breath, Marvin's face twisted.

Having reached Sequence 6 just before the age of thirty, Marvin has already been hailed as a once-in-a-century genius in the Purple Demon School.

Such a comparison inevitably made him jealous.

"But even a Sequence 6 couldn't shake the barrier of [Death of All Things]. Even less so the power of that filthy and despicable black magic!"

Lyanna's core ability, [Serpent Master], allows her to mimic absorbed snake-like beasts and demons and unleash their original abilities.

The nine-headed Hydra is her most powerful summon at the moment, not only because of its huge size and regenerative properties, but also because of the nine kinds of demonic poisons.

The nine heads came out at the same time and bit the thick barrier hard, causing the indestructible plant fortress to tremble so violently for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, sticky, oily green venom flowed from the snake's mouth.

The vines, once endowed with the power of self-healing, were rapidly corroded and destroyed. The barrier, as if possessing a sense of its own, trembled violently, sensing the pain that was gnawing at its bones.

"Stop being so arrogant, you bitch!"

Marvin waved his hand to summon the contracted Centaur Archer, stared coldly at the brown-haired witch in the distance, and curled the corners of his mouth cruelly.

Sequence 6? A genius? Nothing more than a filthy, despicable, low-class creature stained with demon blood.

Inferior people should die like inferior people.

The Centaur Archer is a Sequence 6 extraordinary creature with extremely powerful long-range attack capabilities.

Marvin did not intend to kill her with one blow, but instead had the centaur archer aim at Lyanna's legs, taking away her ability to move, and then watched her being submerged in the corpses.

Lyanna, who was concentrating on destroying the barrier, instinctively felt a chill on the back of her neck and sensed a cold murderous aura.

She withdrew the Hydra as quickly as possible to protect herself.

But in Marvin's eyes, this speed was still too slow.

But just as the Centaur archer drew his bow and was about to shoot an arrow that could rival the city-breaking spear, a scarlet spear, trailing a stream of blood, rushed towards Marvin.

In a hurry, Marvin had to order the Centaur archers to change direction and shoot arrows to intercept this unexpected attack.

An extremely accurate arrow pierced the bloody spear, but before Marvin could raise his lips, the pierced spear suddenly exploded, and a bloody air wave blew him away.

Lyanna, who was far away, looked up at the barrier that exploded inexplicably, feeling shocked and confused.

The murderous aura just now didn't seem fake. Someone must have been targeting her.

But why was the attack interrupted?

Is someone helping her?

Could it be...

Lyanna laughed at this fleeting, unfounded thought, shook her head, and refocused her attention on destroying the barrier.

At the bottom of the barrier, Marvin, covered in smoke and dust, climbed up awkwardly and looked at the black-clad swordsman and the adventurers approaching him, with resentment flashing in his eyes.

He quickly confirmed that the attack had come from the leading swordsman, but he couldn't sense the other party's specific bloodline level.

I guess that's just a trick used by people who are ashamed to show off!

Marvin stood up, his face grim: "You lowly pariah! You dare to attack me? It seems you are tired of living!"

Roy retorted indifferently, "As a traitor colluding with the cultists, you are the one who betrayed the greater good and deserves to be despised, right?"

"Collusion?" Ma Wenxian's eyebrows twitched, but then he smiled coldly, full of disdain.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just harnessing the power of those cultist bastards!"

"They sold their souls, believed in evil gods, and were treated as abandoned children. But I am different. Without paying the price, I have mastered their technology and power!"

Marvin waved his hand, and the barrier opened. Countless purple magicians came forward like puppets, taking stiff steps.

The brave and warlike adventurers were not afraid of strong enemies, but when they saw the faces of those purple magicians clearly, they couldn't help but freeze in place.

Those purple magicians were either pale and skeletal, or covered with maggot-like scales, having lost their human form.

Even Roy couldn't help but frown.

What does it mean to not have to pay a price? It simply means that the cost has been passed on to others!

Both corpse decay and transformation into a dragon have undoubtedly taken away other people's souls, and the barrier of [Death of All Things] requires vitality to support it. The forest here is not very lush, so it is conceivable that Marvin sacrificed countless lives before the barrier was activated.

Roy's voice sank: "These guys are your companions, right?"

"Companions, are they worthy? These lowly people whose bloodline is not noble enough should sacrifice themselves for me and become my strength!" Ma Wen spoke eloquently, with a pride on his face that seemed so natural.

"Is the pursuit of power worth committing such atrocities?"

"Atrocities? It's their honor to die for me!" Marvin paused and laughed, "Besides, don't all extraordinary people do their best for power? How are you any different, you lowly person?"

Hearing this, Roy no longer had any interest in asking questions and only felt nauseous.

Although both of them were pursuing forbidden power, Lyanna was completely different from him.

Lyanna was uneasy and disgusted by the power of the taboo, but she was forced to move forward only to rescue her mother and reclaim her family, enduring the pain of being spurned by others. She did have to kill criminals in the underground world, but she never hurt an innocent person.

However, Marvin was different. He considered himself superior and felt comfortable committing atrocities, even against his own people.

They were clearly not contaminated by the power of the evil god, yet they were still so cruel and ruthless. In Roy's opinion, they were even worse than the cultists.

"Let me correct you. Calling you a traitor doesn't seem appropriate."

Roy said indifferently, revealing his contempt without disguising it: "People like you are not worthy of being human. It's no surprise that you are colluding with cultists."

Marvin's expression twisted instantly.

He recalled the day when he was spurned by the magicians, and even earlier, the condemnation that the black-haired boy had aroused at the banquet.

"You are qualified to judge me?!"

"Don't get carried away, you bastard who barely possesses a trace of extraordinary blood!!!"

Marvin roared, his blood surged, and the figure of the second summoned creature appeared beside him.

Chapter 109: Is this fucking A-grade?

The wriggling shadows in front of Marvin outlined the appearance of a beast. A huge two-headed cheetah made of shadows bared its fangs at Roy and growled.

The Centaur Archer and the Two-Headed Shadow Leopard were both extraordinary creatures of Sequence 6. A purple magician who could contract two magical beasts at the same time was rare to find, and this was exactly what gave Marvin his confidence.

Marvin stroked the beast beside him and said arrogantly: "Untouchable, beg for mercy now and maybe I can spare your life."

"Brother Sword Ghost, that thing is not easy to deal with." Even Hex, who is always warlike, looked serious.