"Even if I fully activate ’Water Spirit Sensing,’ I can’t detect anything unusual around ."
Andrew thought, "Water Spirit Sensing, after all, is far from true omniscience."
However, what Water Spirit Sensing grants isn’t only the enhancent of five senses and the ability to transform perceptual tendrils into a panoramic image.
It also grants that kind of sixth sense, fluid like water.
Intuition keeps sending out warnings.
This allows Andrew to be aware, even without detecting any anomalies: there are definitely people from the Magic Guild nearby, possibly hiding in so dark corner observing him.
The Magic Guild’s revenge, or perhaps the force continuing to pursue Barbara, had already arrived before the Desolate Beast Sand Tide!
"Now that I think about it, the attack on the Water Tower Tree might just have been a ’probe’ by the opposing side."
Andrew smirked coldly in his heart, "Well then, let them co! Let’s see if they can find out my details through this opportunity, or if I can, in turn, catch them by their tails!"
One by one, palm-sized, invisible Water Demon Puppets quickly flew in all directions.
Andrew allowed them to scout on their own.
He then directed his gaze back to Ivan and the Wildfire Town Chief’s battle.
He could see that Ivan had already firmly gained the upper hand, pressing down on the town chief.
After recovering from his injuries, Ivan’s strength had swiftly rebounded.
The black dagger in his hand was incredibly elusive, and his movent speed was also astonishingly fast.
"My Water Soul Constitution’s mobility is quite strong, but compared to Ivan..."
Andrew carefully observed Ivan’s movents, "In terms of movent style, Ivan and I are sowhat similar. But this speed, I truly can’t match."
As a Water Mage, although his physical capabilities are much better than a Fire Mage’s, especially compared to the Magic Guild’s Earth Fire Mages.
He still couldn’t compare to a true warrior.
Andrew only needed a mont to ascertain that Ivan had secured his victory.
If not for the intention of capturing the enemy alive that made him restrain his strength a little, that town chief would have already been taken down.
Looking again at the town chief.
Andrew’s gaze turned sowhat peculiar.
"This guy’s strength, although not up to Ivan’s level, his elental attributes..."
The whole body of the town chief was exuding a bone-chilling cold aura.
He seed to be using the power of "ice."
A thin layer of chill covered the surface of his body.
Several tis, Ivan’s dagger was about to stab him, but when it touched that cold aura, the speed of the dagger was suddenly slowed significantly.
There was even an instance where it truly stabbed him, but the tip of the dagger seed to hit a slick ice surface, gliding to the side, and the opponent managed to deflect the force of the blade.
"From ’The Royal Court’... ’Frost Guard,’ is it?"
Andrew hypothesized.
If the Magic Guild and the Warm Fire Comrce Association are the two major powers in this Fla Realm.
The Royal Court, as a representative of secular authority, is the third largest power, second only to the two major forces.
It is said that over the years, the Royal Court has been caught between the two factions of Fire Mages, with its stance always sowhat ambiguous, not clearly siding with either.
Sotis leaning towards the Warm Fire Comrce Association, other tis towards the Magic Guild. In such a manner, they manage to protect themselves.
The core strength of the Royal Court is the "Frost Guard."
A type of warrior with "ice" as their core power.
"Ice, eh..."
Andrew pondered.
After establishing a special connection with Ivan, Andrew had a faint sense that the Desert Hunter’s elental attribute is actually "water."
The relationship between the Desert Hunter and himself, a Water Mage, is akin to the Crimson Knight with a Warm Fire Mage, and the Fla Warrior with an Earth Fire Mage.
It’s just that the water power within the Desert Hunter’s body seems to be sealed, or perhaps it’s fragnted.
At the sa ti, between different classes, there exists a certain mutual restraint relationship.
The Desert Hunter is most restrained by Earth Fire Mages, followed by Warm Fire Mages.
If the Desert Hunter and Fla Warrior face off, neither can do much to the other; the Fla Warrior can’t keep up with the Desert Hunter’s speed, and the Desert Hunter finds it hard to break the Fla Warrior’s physical defense.
Whereas the Desert Hunter, facing the Frost Guard of the Royal Court, is sowhat restrained in terms of class.
The Frost Guard excels at slowing the opponent’s speed with cold aura. And the foundation of the Desert Hunter’s strength lies in speed! Once slowed, their power imdiately diminishes.
"Seems if I don’t intervene, this battle will drag on for a while before there’s a result."
Andrew discerned.
However, he didn’t intervene much.
He simply flicked his hand.
A small "Water Mill Puppet" was born out of the invisible force flicked from his fingertip, rushing onto the Wildfire Town Chief’s body.
You can slow down Ivan’s body technique and dagger speed, can you?
Fine, I’ll slow you down!
The "Water Demon Puppet" slapped the Wildfire Town Chief.
The "Great Strength" effect didn’t manifest.
But the "Slow" effect erupted suddenly!
The Wildfire Town Chief felt his bodily movents suddenly beco heavy and sluggish, as if every movent had to drag a heavy burden.
It was as if he suddenly fell into water, with all actions hindered by the surrounding water resistance!
He was horrified, "What the hell? Besides us Frost Guards, is there anyone else who can significantly slow a warrior’s movent speed?!"
Andrew had recently exhausted his magic power not too long ago.
This strike, in fact, hadn’t co with much force.
Soon, the Wildfire Town Chief shook off the discomfort of feeling heavy and slow.
But he froze in place.
Ivan’s dagger was finally poised at his neck.
"Damn it, these Frost Guards from the Royal Court indeed give us Desert Hunters a hard ti."
Ivan was also slightly panting.
Although his strength was recovering, his lungs had been injured for a long ti, and his vitality was greatly depleted, requiring ti for full recovery.
Besides, the strength of this Wildfire Town Chief was indeed quite impressive.
Ivan glanced at Andrew: "Was it him who interfered with the opponent just now? I didn’t sense any trace of magic..."
The Wildfire Town Chief, with a face full of unwillingness, looked at Ivan and asked through gritted teeth: "How did your strength beco so much stronger than before? I rember you weren’t this strong!" He was truly furious, having initially thought he could follow the plan, successfully saw through, and retreat unscathed.
Ivan did not answer.
Andrew stepped forward.
He raised his hand to signal the angry public cetery residents to hold back from beating up the Wildfire Town Chief.
Then Andrew bent down, picking up a bizarrely shaped, unsettling dark red saw from the ground.
Previously, it was this saw that the town chief used to cut down the trunk of the Water Tower Tree.
"Who gave you this thing?"
Andrew looked at the Wildfire Town Chief.
At the sa ti, he quickly searched through the various magic series contained within the "Water God Mark"—
He did not find any magic similar to "Heart Fire Eyes".
Thinking to himself: "It’s true that Water Magic restrains Fire Elent, but Fire Magic still has its irreplaceable qualities."
His own "Water Spirit Technique" does possess soul and spiritual attributes.
However, "Water Spirit Technique" is primarily for protection, lacking offensive capabilities, let alone being like "Heart Fire Eyes", which can see into the depths of one’s heart.
The Wildfire Town Chief’s appearance seed rather crude, but his eyes flickered with a shrewd glint.
"Would telling you give a chance at life?"
He asked.
"That depends on how much useful information you can provide."
Andrew replied calmly.
He neither confird nor denied.
The acting ability of a Water Soul Constitution ca into play.
Beside him, Ivan, the cetery residents, and even the big dog, Xiao Ha, were sowhat taken in by Andrew.
Unable to refrain from saying: "How can we let him go? He targeted the guardian of our Wildfire Town! Even dying ten tis wouldn’t be enough for him!"
Yet, in the eyes of the Wildfire Town Chief, a glimr of hope for survival reignited.
Fearing Andrew might change his mind, he quickly said: "I’ll talk, I’ll say everything. The person who gave this saw is a—"
With a pop.
His head suddenly exploded.
It was as if soone had planted a small Fireball Technique in his skull in advance.
Although it was just the most basic Fireball Technique, it was arranged extrely cleverly and stealthily.
Once the Wildfire Town Chief tried to reveal any important information, this Fireball Technique would be triggered and then detonate.
"This..."
Ivan was dumbfounded; even soone used to such turmoil found himself montarily stunned by the abrupt scene.
Then a chill surged from the bottom of his heart.
The nearby cetery residents were also dumbstruck, one suddenly bent over, vomiting profusely.
anwhile, the dog lying beside the Water Tower Tree, Xiao Ha, let out a low, uneasy growl.
With a thud.
The headless body of the Wildfire Town Chief swayed twice before falling forward.
Falling at Andrew’s feet.
Blood spurted out, mixing with the water that had not yet evaporated from when the Water Tower Tree was cut down.
Andrew looked down at the headless corpse of the Wildfire Town Chief, silent.
A "Water Demon Puppet" that had been sent out was now approaching the unusual desert Gray Lizard, carefully closing in.
However, the Gray Lizard seed extrely sensitive. Though it couldn’t see the invisible Water Demon Puppet, it suddenly sensed sothing amiss—
The human-like gleam in the Gray Lizard’s eyes quietly retreated.
It reverted back into an ordinary desert Gray Lizard.
"Damn..."
Andrew gritted his teeth, "Not just probing, but a ’demonstration’ as well?"
Even though he didn’t know who the opponent was, what they looked like, or how many there were.
But this move was clearly to make a show, directly in front of him, of a "clean your neck and wait for " gesture to himself, Ivan, and the entire Wildfire Town!
This was exactly the ssage being conveyed!
"Is everything okay over at Wildfire Town?"
Ivan asked softly.
His mind was ticulous, starting to worry if this was so sort of diversion strategy.
"There’s no problem on that side of town."
A voice rang out, answering Ivan’s question.
But it wasn’t Andrew.
Andrew was taken aback and turned to look.
From the direction of Wildfire Town, a beautiful silhouette was approaching, walking steadily, and her voice was calm, seemingly soothing the stark unease of the cetery residents, Ivan, and even Andrew himself, following the explosive demise of the Wildfire Town Chief.
The woman approached closer, her pale red eyes quickly scanning her surroundings.
Upon seeing the severed yet reattached trunk of the Water Tower Tree, her eyelids twitched slightly.
Then she looked at Xiao Ha, who lay by the tree, as big as a Desolate Beast yet apparently unafraid of the Water Tower Tree, with an expression tinged with curiosity.
Finally, she looked at the Wildfire Town Chief’s headless corpse and at the "Dark Fire Saw" in Andrew’s hand.
The newcor spoke: "Ask anything, I know what’s happening. Andrew, right? I bet you have a lot of questions for , and coincidentally, I have so questions for you too."
The cetery residents were wide-eyed, thinking to themselves, "Is there a woman more beautiful than An Ya?"
A hint of amazent also flashed in Ivan’s eyes.
Andrew looked at the newcor and couldn’t help but break into a smile, saying, "You’re awake, Barbara."
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