My Magic Has No Upper Limit

Chapter 317: Chapter 295: We Can Kill at Will Now, Right? (Part 2)

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Seeing this, Marcus couldn’t help but feel a certain satisfaction.

Back when he was just a Junior Warrior, he’d been sent flying by Drake in the exact same way.

Immediately after, Marcus raised his blade and brought it down, slashing at another person to his side.

The man reacted with considerable agility, subconsciously dodging backward and narrowly avoiding Marcus’s slash.

But before he could even feel a sliver of relief at his narrow escape, his consciousness abruptly faded.

A flash of cyan light streaked past. The thief’s head spun into the air as blood geysered several meters high from his neck, painting a gruesome arc of crimson.

Gray didn’t even spare a glance for the thief he had just decapitated with a single strike.

With a flick of his wrist, he performed a Blood Vibration to clean his blade and charged straight for the next enemy!

Empowered by his Wind Fighting Qi, his kill rate was even higher than Marcus’s!

Meanwhile, Valles’s rapid shots took out a man trying to circle around and ambush Marcus from the flank.

After all, with only two people on the front line, it would be quite dangerous without fire support to cover their flanks and rear.

"You said before that we weren’t allowed to just kill people."

Hill let out a low laugh. "But in a situation like this... I can finally let loose, right?"

She didn’t charge into the battle from the front. Instead, she took a wide arc, silently moving through the bushes along the side of the road in Stealth.

Her unique Shadow Fighting Qi swirled around her, making her movements ghostly and unpredictable.

She could silently approach the Thief Gang members from behind and slit their throats, one by one.

The sudden, bloody battle left the other members of the carriage team trembling in fear. They all hid inside the carriages, not daring to show their faces.

This was something Zelir had instructed them to do beforehand—if anything unexpected happened, they should just hide and not get in the way.

If someone were taken hostage, things would only get more complicated.

In the center of the battlefield, the Thief Gang’s ferocious momentum was instantly shattered.

"Fuck... How are there two Middle Level Professionals on their side?"

A thief with a thick beard felt his eye twitch. He was one of the two Middle Level Warriors.

"This haul is tougher than we thought. Can we even do this?"

"Who gives a damn! Can we run now?"

The other Middle Level Warrior, a bald thief, had bloodshot eyes. "Kill them! All the supplies in this convoy will be ours!"

The bearded thief gritted his teeth.

He hadn’t wanted to get into a bloody fight against opponents of the same level, but now he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

The bearded thief shouted to the bushes behind him, "Hopter! Stop fucking spacing out and get ready to provide support!"

After shouting, the bearded thief gripped his Two-Handed Giant Axe and prepared to charge straight at Gray.

’That little Swordsman... he seems to have a Special Attribute Fighting Qi. I have to take him out, and fast!’

But the thought had barely crossed his mind before it vanished.

A brilliant beam of blue light erupted in an instant!

The beam shot across the battlefield, blasting straight toward the bearded thief.

A concentrated Aurora Energy Beam!

Before his Battle Cry could even leave his throat, his chest had been blown wide open by a surge of Magic Power!

BANG!

The beam brutally shattered the Armor on the bearded man’s body!

His internal organs, bones, and even his spine were instantly obliterated.

"Ugh..."

Thanks to the powerful Life Energy of a Middle Level Warrior, the bearded thief didn’t die instantly.

His Giant Axe fell to the ground with a CLANG. He looked down at his chest in disbelief, his body swaying.

The bearded thief could even see the grass behind him through the hole.

"Fuck... How is there a Mage too?"

Those were his last words. Then, his heavy body fell stiffly backward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Dead silence.

The scene instantly stunned every member of the Thief Gang.

’Is that... Magic?’

’This Carriage Guard Team... actually has a Mage?!’

The only remaining Middle Level Warrior in the Thief Gang was the bald one.

His eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the source of the Magic, where it met Zelir’s.

When facing members of a murderous Thief Gang like this, Zelir wouldn’t show the slightest mercy.

’It’s not like this is the first time I’ve done this, anyway...’

A cold smile touched the corner of his lips. Within his Night Peace Magic Wand, blue light surged once more!

A second Aurora Energy Beam was gathering, ready to be unleashed!

"Shit...!"

A chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. The bald thief cursed in terror, the hairs on his body standing on end.

’How is there a Mage?!’

He was a good several dozen meters away from the Mage.

If it were within five meters, the bald thief was confident he could dash forward and lop off the man’s head.

But several dozen meters...

’That’s a Mage’s golden attack range!’

’As soon as that blue light flashes again, I’ll be the next one with a hole in my chest!’

He couldn’t run, and he couldn’t dodge.

Despair washed over him, and the bald thief could only shout at the top of his lungs.

"Hopter!!! Where’s your support?!"

...

In a thicket covered with dry, yellow leaves.

A Longbow, wrapped in brown cloth strips to blend in perfectly with the surroundings, was silently poking out from between the branches and leaves.

The bowstring was drawn taut like a full moon, and the Arrow nocked on it flickered faintly with a pale white aura.

Hopter was half-crouched in a mud puddle. He wore a black leather eyepatch over his left eye, and a cold light glinted in his remaining right eye.

This Thief Gang didn’t just have two Middle Level Professionals.

Besides the bald and bearded Middle Level Warriors, there was one more.

The Ranger, Hopter!

He had just finished charging up his shot, originally planning to take out that Blond Swordsman with one arrow—or at least seriously injure him!

But... the brilliant blue light exploded in his vision like a sudden clap of thunder.

The abrupt appearance of Magic threw off Hopter’s rhythm.

"What the hell was that...?!"

Hopter’s pupil contracted violently.

’How do they have a Mage, too?!’

His one eye was filled with disbelief. His gaze quickly shifted from his dead comrade to the Black Robed Mage standing by the carriage.

To be honest, in that instant, a hint of retreat sprouted in Hopter’s mind.

’He knew all too well what a Mage signified...’

’I’m far from the battlefield anyway. If I make a run for it... I can probably get away, right?’

He had only joined this Thief Gang to make some dirty money in the first place.

He had only just broken through to become a Middle Level Ranger a short while ago, and the leap in his power had been exhilarating.

He had even imagined a future where he would leave the Thief Gang, clean up his past, and maybe even get a position as a Personal Guard for some great family, living a leisurely and comfortable life.

Killing an ordinary Carriage Guard Team would only attract an investigation from the nearby Town Security Team.

But if he were to attack a Mage...

’Could I really bear the consequences?’

’Would it draw the retaliation of the Mage’s Guild?’

The Feathered Arrow, fully charged with Fighting Qi, moved off the Blond Swordsman and aimed at the Black Robed Mage.

Sweat beaded on Hopter’s palm as he struggled with his decision.

’Should I... release the arrow... or not...’

SWISH!

A faint whistling sound, like tearing silk, cut through the air. It wasn’t the sound of a Bow and Arrow leaving the string.

This sound was sharper, shorter, and far more... dangerous!

Alarm bells screamed in Hopter’s mind.

But it was too late.

His hesitation just now had cost him the chance to either attack or flee.

A Flying Saber shot in from the side, piercing through Hopter’s left palm and snapping the body of the bow in half at the same time!

Splinters of wood exploded!

The taut bowstring lost its tension and whipped back violently, slashing a bloody line across Hopter’s face.

"What...?!"

Shock left Hopter’s mind blank for a second. He had just turned his head when a black shadow lunged at him.

It was like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit—so fast that Hopter had no time to react!

A heavy blow!

Hill delivered a vicious leaping knee strike, smashing it solidly into Hopter’s face!

CRACK!

The sound of his nasal bone breaking rang out. Hopter’s face contorted as the knee strike sent him flying to the ground.

The heavy blow to his head left him dizzy and disoriented, blood gushing from his nose.

The world was spinning.

Before Hopter could regain his senses, excruciating pain struck him again.

Several cold, sharp glints of light flashed as Bone-Piercing Nails shot through his palms, pinning him to the ground!

"AAAAAHHH!!!"

Hopter let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"So noisy."

Hill landed lightly, a cold smirk on her face. "So this is where you were hiding."

She walked over to Hopter, looking down on the Ranger who had been preparing to launch a sneak attack.

"You..."

Hopter had just managed to utter a single word.

Hill immediately delivered a Whip Kick, the toe of her boot slamming viciously into the side of Hopter’s neck.

He was knocked unconscious.

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