A fireball, as large as an adult’s head, shot toward a woodpile soaked in kerosene, making Gate, who had just rushed out from the crowd only to face multiple heavily ard guards, feel desperate and cry out in agony.
"No!!!"
At this mont, he was completely overwheld and powerless, with no chance to use a Dharma Seal to precisely extinguish the fire; even if he forced it, he would be intercepted on the spot by the guards in anti-magic armor in front of him.
But in the next instant, he witnessed sothing strange—the fireballs impacted the woodpile but did not produce even the slightest spark. The oil-soaked wood seed like nonflammable material, with no reaction at all.
"Huh?"
The black-robed old man who had used the Fireball Technique was stunned when he saw this. He raised his hand, intending to create another fireball to see what was happening, but as his arm just lifted, he noticed a masked man in black had sohow approached within five ters of him, holding a long knife with an undisguised murderous intent.
"Guard! Guard!"
Seeing this, the old man imdiately launched the newly prepared fireball at the approaching man in black, then quickly turned to escape, not forgetting to summon the surrounding guards for protection.
This enemy had appeared too mysteriously and was too close; he needed the guards’ help to gain the ti and space to cast counterattack spells.
But then he saw the fireball he had cast being cleaved by the approaching masked man, who charged straight toward him without any guard intercepting.
"What’s going on?"
The black-robed elder was montarily stunned, unable to understand what the guards, who usually trained daily, were doing. Realizing he couldn’t escape, he quickly used a protective-type magic to surround himself and glanced at those figures nearby.
All the guards were currently near him, but they seed petrified, standing completely still like stones, explaining why no one had co to protect him.
Further away, a man who had stord out from the crowd wearing a hooded cloak was already fighting with the chief guard and two ordinary guards using a longsword.
His agility was noticeably superior to these kingdom soldiers, and his swordsmanship was extrely precise and mature, piercing through an ordinary guard’s throat in one swift move, then battling the remaining two with one against two.
However, the chief guard’s strength was incomparable to ordinary guards, and the hooded man would need so ti to deal with or escape from them.
After observing the surroundings, the man in black charging toward the old man swung his long knife at the elder’s throat.
However, the elder did not panic much because he had already used a protective-type magic called "Blade Protection," developed specifically for defense against close-range sharp weapon attacks, capable of resisting high-intensity physical assaults for a short duration.
Clank!
Sure enough, as the man in black slashed down, before even touching the elder’s throat, it was blocked by a tallic light layer appearing in front of him, making a sound as if striking iron.
"Intimidation Skill!"
The black-robed elder seized this opportunity to use a Control Spell against the man in black at close range. He must restrain this enemy; otherwise, if the Blade Protection is repeatedly struck, it might forcibly break, leading to his own demise.
"Murder! Murder!"
"Soone’s co to rescue the witch!"
"Quick, report to the mayor!"
...
Around the intense battle, the originally spectating citizens cried out in chaos; these crowds dared not involve themselves in the bloody conflict, mostly fleeing scatteringly, almost reaching the point of trampling over each other, but a few daring ones chose to watch from a distance.
Wang Zhifan’s true self remained at the original location, at the crowd’s outermost edge, riding on a Red Deer Horse, gazing over the chaotic crowd below toward the execution platform nearly a hundred ters ahead, assessing how far this battle should go.
"That old man’s skills are still decent. Let the doppelgänger play with him a while longer to extract complete combat data. Gate should win there, but it’s a bit slow."
It turned out Wang Zhifan deliberately sent a doppelgänger to engage evenly with the black-robed elder. If he wanted to resolve this quickly, he could use the Ice Source power to instantly kill; the reason for controlling most guards and letting the doppelgänger duel solo was to give enough pressure to extract more combat information, later maximizing its value inside the high tower.
"Considering the subsequent arrangents... perhaps it’s better if I rescue those two?"
Then Wang Zhifan thought about the subsequent plans, having an incompletely ford idea but deciding it was worth a try.
Thus, initially supporting from a distance, he imdiately entered the fray with his true self, crossing space in an instant to appear before the execution platform, slicing the ropes twice to let the two won bound above fall down.
He reached out to catch one with each arm, preventing these poor souls from falling onto the woodpile below and encountering any accidental harm; yet, this close contact revealed to him their dire physical condition, with severe torture marks, not just tongues cut off but various dreadful injuries, making survival after rescue unlikely.
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