“Let's see... offensive spells...” Wu Yao sat cross-legged on the roof, her staff resting across her knees.
The pages flipped rapidly beneath her fingertips, the elven characters twisting and rearranging themselves into the familiar block characters.
Her gaze swept quickly across the spell names as she muttered to herself.
“Wind Blade, Low-Tier, condenses the wind element into a blade... simple.”
“Icicle, Low-Tier, water element condenses by lowering the temperature... I can do this one too.”
“Rock Spike, Low-Tier, earth element thrusts up from the ground...”
“Vine Bind, Low-Tier, wood element sprouts...”
...
“That's about enough.” Wu Yao stood up, rolling her wrists, and looked toward the crimson eyes drawing closer from deep within the forest.
The moment the first corrupted creature stepped into her attack range, her spell was already there.
A pale green arc flashed through the air and vanished, moving so fast its flight path was nearly invisible, leaving only a slightly distorted ripple of air in its wake.
The Corrupted Forest Wolf had just leaped out of the bushes, its body still suspended midair, when the wind blade sliced diagonally from its shoulder blade to its abdomen.
Its grayish-black body looked as if it had been sliced by an invisible blade, the cut so clean that the writhing black tissue inside was clearly visible.
【-62】
There was no blood; corrupted creatures had long since lost all blood. Only a grayish-black mist drifted from the wound, rapidly diluting and vanishing into the air.
“Decent damage.” Wu Yao nodded in satisfaction. The mana cost for Wind Blade was only 8 points, even lower than Fireball, yet its speed was more than a notch faster.
A second and third corrupted creature leaped out from the trees immediately after.
Wu Yao tapped her staff repeatedly, sending three icicles shooting out in a triangular formation. Before the sharp sound of tearing air could even reach her ears, the icicles had already pierced into the eight eyes of the leading Corrupted Giant Spider.
Frost spread outward from the impact points, freezing patches of white frost flowers onto its translucent grayish-black body, visibly slowing its movements.
【-45】
【Slow effect triggered, target movement speed reduced by 40%】
Next came a compressed Fireball, hitting the spider's abdomen dead center. The extreme temperature difference between the ice and fire caused its carapace to instantly shatter into a flurry of tiny black fragments.
Rock Spike swept out beneath her feet.
The ground around the roof suddenly bulged with three thick rock spikes, skewering two Corrupted Giant Rats that were trying to ambush her from the side.
The tips of the rock spikes pierced through their bellies, bringing out ruptured internal organs and churning black mist, creating a gruesome scene.
The two giant rats were not yet dead, their limbs flailing helplessly in the air as they let out sharp, squeaking shrieks.
Even more corrupted creatures were flooding into the territory.
She was having a great time slaughtering them from the roof. These corrupted creatures were simply the best live targets.
Numerous, diverse, and moving at various speeds, they were perfect for testing the practical effects of different spells.
Wind blades sliced through lightly armored units like tofu, icicles were highly effective at slowing down large targets, rock spikes were great for intercepting charging monsters, and vine binds restricted the movement of agile enemies...
Like a child who had just received a new toy box, she couldn't wait to try out every single spell, adjusting her casting order and combinations based on real combat feedback.
“If I cast Wind Blade too quickly in succession, the trajectory drifts, so I need to weave in heavier attacks... Alternating between icicles and fireballs doubles the damage from thermal shock... I need to predict the trigger position for Rock Spike half a body-length further ahead...”
She recorded the data in her mind as she fought.
Tiechui and Tongque crowded at the cabin door, staring at the scene in stunned silence.
The last time they came, Wu Yao had only used a handful of spells.
How many days had it been? Her variety of spells was already dizzying.
“And she doesn't even need to chant...” Tongque tightly hugged her multi-barrel pistol, its metal body already warmed by her grip.
Just as she finished speaking, a compressed Fireball exploded less than twenty meters away from them. The shockwave, carrying a wave of heat, rushed over them, making both goblins shrink their necks in unison.
Hit by the fireball was a Corrupted Giant Badger as large as a calf. Its massive body rolled backward three times in the explosion, snapping two Moon-Silver Wood trees before coming to a halt.
But the giant badger wasn't dead yet.
It struggled to its feet, its blood-red eyes locking onto Wu Yao on the roof. Opening its mouth, which was full of barbs, it let out a low growl. Digging its hind legs into the ground, the entire badger launched itself toward the cabin like a cannonball.
Tiechui and Tongque raised their weapons at the same time.
But before they could even make a move, Wu Yao's spell arrived.
It wasn't an offensive spell, but a Rock Wall that suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the giant badger's charge path with pinpoint accuracy.
The giant badger slammed headfirst into it. The Rock Wall didn't budge an inch, but the badger was left completely dazed. As it stumbled backward, its four paws were ensnared by vines that had sprouted from beneath its feet at some unknown point.
A vibrant green glow flickered across the surface of the vines, making a teeth-gritting creaking sound as they tightened.
The giant badger struggled frantically, but the vines only wrapped tighter. The tiny barbs on the vines pierced into the gaps of its carapace, as if draining the remaining corrupted energy within its body.
Grayish-black mist surged violently from the wounds. The giant badger's body twitched twice before it crashed heavily to the ground.
【Killed Corrupted Giant Badger (Elite), EXP +184.8】
The entire process was clean and efficient, the spells transitioning seamlessly.
Meanwhile, Wu Yao had also casually cleared away seven or eight small corrupted creatures surging from the flanks, without even glancing in their direction.
Tiechui and Tongque stood at the door holding their weapons, genuinely wanting to help.
But the scene of spell bombardment outside was simply too terrifying. There were absolutely no blind spots, no gaps, and no space where they could safely intervene.
Tongque looked at the pistol in her hand, then at the five-meter-long wind blade slicing across the field outside. She realized with profound clarity that the only outcome of her rushing out would be getting shredded right along with the corrupted creatures.
Wu Yao's spells did not distinguish between friend and foe. A wind blade slicing through wouldn't care whether you were a corrupted wolf or a goblin merchant; it would cut both in half just the same.
“Sis,” Tongque lowered her voice. “I think we should just—”
“Guard the door,” Tiechui finished expressionlessly. Her hand gripped her iron hammer tightly, but her feet didn't budge an inch.
Tongque suddenly remembered something and turned to look inside the cabin.
On the Moon-Silver Wood Bed, the nest made of blankets was completely empty.
Not on the windowsill, not on the bed, not on the workbench, and not anywhere else she could see.
Tongque's heart suddenly leaped into her throat.
What if a palm-sized kitten got lost in such a chaotic battlefield?
She was about to call out to Tiechui when her gaze casually swept past a low cabinet in the corner, and her voice cut off abruptly.
The storage box stacked next to the low cabinet cast a small shadow, and within that shadow crouched an even deeper patch of black.
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