The opponent’s underhanded sneak attack and insults clearly left Krexia quite displeased.
Moreover, she had already been simmering with anger due to the Royal Family’s assassination attempts and Coutia’s series of mysterious maneuvers. At this moment, this group was obviously poking the bear.
A priest specializing in healing with almost no combat ability, a mage around the third tier, and two sword-wielding adventurers at most at the Silver Level.
Such a lineup could be called reasonable at best, but judging by their coordination, it was clear they had only recently been thrown together. Their overall combat strength couldn’t be considered particularly strong.
As for Krexia, being a noble’s daughter, her resources were hardly scarce. Even before her death, she was already capable of casting Fourth-tier Magic.
She also possessed a certain mastery of swordsmanship. Now, revived with a completely transformed body, she was confident that even if these guys were tied together, they had no chance of defeating her.
They were all greenhorns with little real combat experience. There was no reason they could surpass her.
In fact, that was exactly the case. The Fireball, under the assault of the Elemental Series·Offense·Water Severance, lasted less than five seconds before its form was shattered.
The Magic Circuit couldn’t maintain it, and the entire Fireball vanished instantly.
The small water column, however, after breaking the Fireball, continued its advance without losing momentum, rushing toward Fana who was hiding at the back.
Along the way, even the thicker trunks and branches posed no obstacle.
The moment it made contact, it pierced through like tofu.
Fana, having sensed the abnormality coming from the Fireball, had already realized she might not be able to counter this magic, so she prepared another spell early on to deal with this strange water column.
[Elemental Class · Guard · Rock Shield]
Another basic Second-tier magic.
As the chant ended, the Magic Inscription and Magic Formation dissipated, and a thick, earth-yellow rocky wall about one foot thick and four meters wide burst through the soft soil, standing firm in front of Fana.
Taking advantage of the thick steam around her, Fana escaped swiftly, rushing toward the positions of her three teammates.
“Seriously, am I supposed to just stand here blindfolded or what?”
The water column collided with the rock wall, and the earthen barrier only lasted a moment longer than the tree trunks before being pierced through again in less than two seconds.
Noticing Fana’s movement, Krexia let out a snort. Slightly moving her arm, she shifted the water column’s trajectory. The trees, branches, and stones along its path were cut in half as if sliced by a sharp blade.
The rock wall summoned by Fana was left with a deep, jagged scar, trembling and on the verge of collapse.
Clearly, running on just her legs wouldn’t outpace a Third-tier magic.
The water column quickly caught up to Fana, but under Krexia’s fine control, it only lightly grazed the right arm holding her Magic Wand, simultaneously washing the wand far away on the ground.
“What the hell is this thing?!”
Seeing the seemingly ordinary water column display such power, Fana’s face turned pale.
No, this isn’t the water magic I remember. Its single-target penetration is shockingly strong.
“Damn it, you evil Vampire, take this!”
At this moment, another swordsman wielding a broad greatsword seemed to have charged up his attack, white battle aura swirling thickly around him like the first swordsman’s, only even more intense. His muscles bulged as he leaned forward.
He charged at Krexia like a tank, unstoppable and fierce.
“No, seriously, what did I do to you guys? Tell me, please!”
Although the sword aura on the swordsman offered some reduction against magical attacks, Water Severance was a powerful offensive spell. Krexia didn’t want to offend the locals so soon.
She canceled her spell and began retreating steadily.
Her opponents clearly had no intention of stopping, rushing forward relentlessly. Krexia nimbly dodged left and right, scattering every obstacle in her path.
This area was evidently on the outskirts of the forest; trees were sparse and mostly slender saplings, unable to stop a Silver Level adventurer’s charge.
“Is this really necessary? I haven’t provoked you at all! Why are you chasing me so relentlessly, a complete stranger?”
“Cut the crap, you filthy Vampire! Wasn’t last month’s assault enough? Don’t even think about laying hands on our town!”
“Take this, Sword Technique · Three Styles of Wind Slash!”
Seeing that Krexia was too agile to close in on, the swordsman slammed to a halt and gripped his sword tightly.
His broad knuckles whitened as his face turned grim. The greatsword slashed horizontally, sending three vast, invisible sword winds howling toward Krexia.
“Fuck…”
The sword winds flew at incredible speed. Krexia had no time to respond with high-tier magic, hastily throwing several First-tier Air Bullets to delay the sword winds, buying herself time to evade.
However, the Air Bullets failed to stop the sword winds, which pushed forward steadily and struck Krexia’s body.
“Pfft.”
The sword winds sliced through her, cutting her into four segments, and she fell from the air.
“Did we get her?”
The swordsman couldn’t hide his joy after landing the hit, and the others behind him all breathed a sigh of relief.
Only Fana frowned, sensing something was off.
“Falco, be careful. She’s not someone who would be taken down so easily.”
After speaking, Fana contacted her owl and looked toward Krexia’s corpse, activating [True Eye].
But before she could see clearly, the four segmented body suddenly transformed with a soft “puff” into a small straw doll posed in a strange manner.
[Universal Class · Secret Technique · Substitute Straw Doll]
“As I thought, be on guard. She must still be nearby!”
The little priest beside Fana used Healing Technique to tend to the injuries on Fana’s arm.
After Falco’s tussle, the wounds had almost completely healed.
“Damn, this one doesn’t even have a Magic Wand, yet can cast spells barehanded. She’s definitely a troublesome opponent!”
“Um…”
The little priest timidly spoke up.
“I don’t think she means us any harm. Maybe we misunderstood something?”
“What misunderstanding? Silver hair, red eyes, elf ears, immense Magic Power, plus her outfit. And our Blood Clan Territory is less than forty miles from our town.”
“Who else could she be if not from the Blood Clan?”
After Fana’s words, the little priest silently shut up and scurried to pick up the Magic Wand that had been washed away, returning it to Fana.
Seeing the priest’s action, Fana seemed to realize she had sounded a bit harsh earlier and muttered a quiet apology.
“Enough already, or I’m really going to get angry!”
At that moment, a terrifying surge of Magic Power rippled above their heads.