Amber Sword-Chapter 819 - 143: Drainage (Part 2)

Queniel aimed for a moment, released the bowstring, and two arrows shot out. Even though he was a battle-hardened Tree Elf Leader, at this moment, he wasn't sure if these two arrows would be effective.

The reaction of the male wolf was simply too fast.

In an instant, the two arrows cut through the mist like two straight green lines extending forward, aiming directly at the forehead of the Fog Howl. At this moment, the male wolf had just swatted away Brand and was getting ready to deal with the tree elf on the Rock Bridge.

What it saw were two green lights.

Hit!

Queniel silently exclaimed in his heart.

The Life Arrows hit the male wolf on the forehead, but to Queniel's shock, the male wolf once again turned into mist, allowing the two Life Arrows to pass through its body and embed themselves in the mud at its feet.

The feathers still shook slightly.

The attack was ineffective?

Queniel could hardly believe it, knowing that he was using the Forest Goddess Nia's blessed Holy Relic, the Life Arrows, which were supposed to be the bane of all demons, in theory dispelling all Elemental Power controlled by monsters—

But how could this male wolf have dodged it so easily?

Queniel didn't understand, but that didn't mean Brand was clueless; in fact, the Fog Howl was not having as easy a time as one might imagine. It had used its life-saving skill to dodge that deadly arrow.

Brand remembered the skill was called Mist World Projection, a skill allowing the Fog Howl's body to not exist in this world, immune to all physical and magical attacks.

Not even Holy Word or Law Magic could affect it.

Unfortunately, it could only be used once a day.

In the game, once the male wolf used this skill, it meant it was going all out, entering a Frenzy State, which Brand remembered clearly, and this was the moment he was waiting for.

Indeed, after a slight pause, the Fog Howl's body suddenly lit up with vivid blood-red patterns. This was a magic power burst, a technique every advanced monster knew, similar to a Berserker's frenzy, but with little side effects other than consuming a large amount of internal magic power.

This was the monster's killer move; they wouldn't use it unless desperate.

Once magic power burst was used.

The monster's strength increased by about 10%, which was roughly equivalent to five levels. Now, the Fog Howl had reached a level close to a 70-level Elemental Altered state.

At this moment, not only Brand, but even Qian from afar felt the terrifying power suddenly burst forth.

As for Queniel, facing the Fog Howl, his expression changed drastically.

Then he saw the Fog Howl open its mouth, and a faint red light appeared deep in the throat of this beast. The Tree Elf Leader instinctively wanted to dodge, but as he moved, he realized—the thick fog surrounding him was as heavy as mountains, making him unable to move.

Then a beam of red light hit Queniel's chest.

The longbow in the Tree Elf's hand fell to the ground, followed by a miserable scream.

Fog Curse, Life Evaporation—

This spell, targeting a single entity but powerful enough to terrify any player who participated in the Wolf Calamity Task for the first time, appeared once again before Brand's eyes.

Life Evaporation was one of the most terrifying spells in the early game stages, yes, it was a spell, not a skill. It was a type of witchcraft, the first among all spells to be an instant death spell, and its effect was to evaporate all the liquids within a human body.

For most creatures, this was a direct path to death's Heavenly Gate.

"Hey!" But at this moment, Brand couldn't help but smile complacently as he had been waiting for this moment. He raised his left hand, and a blue card appeared in it—Energy Drain.

"Perception—"

"Life Evaporation, Thunder Ring, and Life Protection spells within the range of perception."

Brand was slightly stunned; the Thunder Ring was obviously Qian's skill, but this Life Protection seemed to be Queniel's spell. However, creatures hit by the Fog Curse couldn't move or cast spells, so it seemed this spell must have been provided by his equipment.

To resist under the effects of the Seven-Ring Magic Fog Curse, Queniel's leader equipment was quite decent indeed. Equipment provided spells varied greatly, and Brand hadn't heard of them, so he wasn't too concerned.

However, he immediately placed his card and said, "Target magic, Life Evaporation."

"Seized." The green web of light on his retina shifted.

At this moment, the Fog Howl suddenly let out an incredibly shocked roar because it found that while guiding the spell, it couldn't control its magic.

Brand, from a distance, pointed his hand, and the red light sprayed from the Fog Howl's mouth suddenly turned midair—at that moment, everyone on the battlefield saw it, witnessing the long red line of light perform a loop in midair before hitting the Fog Howl itself.

A piercing, wretched howl.

The spell took effect, and red mist spewed out from the male wolf, which trembled in great pain before collapsing heavily.

In an instant, the red mist surrounding its body spread to dozens of feet around it.

"Hold your breath!" Brand shouted, covering his bleeding eye with one hand. He knew it was evaporated blood and should definitely not be touched.

As the Fog Howl collapsed, the spell was immediately interrupted because the guide lost consciousness, but the interruption didn't mean the disaster was over, as the magical backlash from the forced spell termination immediately took over the already broken-down corpse.

With a loud crash, the male wolf's body exploded from the inside, turning into a heap of white flesh. Even then, the flowing magic continued to move through the shattered organs, with large and small explosions persisting for several seconds before ceasing.

Seeing this horrifying scene, Brand finally felt relieved, the young lord sitting down, covered in blood, letting out a long breath, but his gaze couldn't move away.

Brand stared in shock at the pile of flesh representing the Fog Howl's corpse, his eyes widening as he saw the black spindle-shaped long stone, taking a deep breath.

"No way, the Calamity Abyss Heart?"

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