dtnovels Chapter 104 Harvest 2
Chapter 104 Harvest 2
Caesars' figure, like a ghost, glided lightly over the towering city walls. He traced a graceful arc in the air, drifting toward the city walls, flying over thirty meters before landing steadily on the ground. His landing place happened to be beside a wide, flat road.
As I glanced at the roadside, I saw an incredibly thick fire maple tree. The tree was tall and straight, with lush branches and leaves, like a giant open umbrella.
Caesars's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile. He raised his right hand, and instantly condensed a small fireball. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he dropped the fireball precisely into the thick layer of fallen leaves. With a whoosh, the leaves instantly ignited, and the fire quickly spread, forming a raging inferno.
Greed is the root of all evil, and killing is the most direct and effective means to eradicate these evils.
These people are chasing him relentlessly because they covet his huge wealth; however, isn't he also coveting their treasure? Not only that, he also desires their souls and makes these greedy people disappear from this world forever.
Outside Huofeng City, shrouded in darkness, there was only darkness. The only thing that was burning was the bonfire that Caesars had lit himself, illuminating a small area around it.
In the bright firelight, a figure in a black robe could be clearly seen sitting quietly beside the charcoal fire. He first carefully inspected his weapons and equipment, ensuring that each piece was in good condition. Then, he began to check the various magical accessories he carried with him, one by one, to ensure that they would be able to play their due role in the critical moment.
A short knife hung from the animal leather belt around his waist, and several crystal bottles were neatly inserted, filled with potions and medicines of different effects, ready for emergencies.
After completing these preparations, Caesars pulled out a few pieces of fragrant cheese from his pocket and began to chew them heartily. Once he had filled his stomach, he pulled out a magical crystal radiating a mysterious light and began to absorb the powerful magic contained within it with full concentration. At this moment, he remained motionless like a statue, silently waiting for those greedy individuals to fall into his trap.
As the capital of the Roland Empire, Fire Maple City holds a crucial position. The city is heavily guarded, especially at night. Unless it's an emergency, the city guards will never open the gates. For those seeking to leave the city at night, there's usually only one way—climb down the city walls. However, this requires close surveillance by the city guards. Anyone caught violating the rules will be mercilessly shot down.
On this dark night, figures quietly appeared on the city wall a hundred meters away from the city gate. After the city guards accepted a generous sum of gold coins, they were able to slowly descend to the bottom of the city wall along the pre-prepared ropes.
At the same time, the city guards, holding magic viewing glasses, nervously watched the faint charcoal fire in the distance. With years of experience and keen intuition, they vaguely sensed that a thrilling battle was about to begin.
At this time, the Empire's Eagle Eye had also learned relevant intelligence: a fierce battle had just broken out on the edge of the slums, and more than 30 unrecognizable and unidentifiable corpses were lying in disorder at the scene.
As the situation intensified, even important figures like the head of the Imperial Secret Service and the commander of the city guards rushed to the west gate. At this moment, Caesar, sitting before the charcoal fire, was surrounded by over two hundred men. A closer look revealed that the vast majority of these men were warriors skilled in close combat, with relatively few ranged attacking classes. However, what excited Caesar was that there were even five or six magicians among them!
"Damn it! They're actually sent by the royal family!" The spy chief stared at the magic telescope in front of him, veins popping out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but curse. His furious expression was obscured by the pitch-black mask.
The commander-in-chief of the city guard standing aside also had a worried look on his face, and said with a wry smile: "Lord Carlos, if they were not members of the royal family, the city guards would have stopped them long ago. Think about it, these guys are not desperate and poor, why do they have to do this kind of murder and robbery? But now they are all gathered outside the city, which is beyond my jurisdiction!" As he said, he shook his head helplessly, secretly cursing those royal members who were causing trouble.
"Alas, I'm afraid we're going to be in big trouble today. That old magician's behavior is really strange. He clearly had ample opportunities to escape, but he chose to stay outside the city and wait for those people."
The spy chief's brow furrowed, his tone filled with worry and unease. He knew full well that the Roland Mercenary Group had long been controlled by the royal family, and that the leaders currently outside the city were among the most influential members of the royal family. A clash between the two sides would have disastrous consequences. Perhaps not only would he be punished, but the entire city would be plunged into chaos. The thought sent a chill down his spine.
Before the charcoal fire outside the west city gate, Caesars, with various shields activated, stood up, leaning on a staff that looked like red crystal. The number of people arriving was so great, far exceeding his expectations. He checked the strength of several magicians, and the strongest was only a high-level magician.
"Those who want to live can leave now, otherwise you will all die here!" Caesars said lightly. This was the first warning and would also be the last warning.
"Hand over everything you have, and we might spare your life!"
The corners of Caesar's mouth curled up slightly, a mysterious yet confident smile forming. With a gentle wave of his right hand, the two crystal bottles, held tightly in his palm, flew out like shooting stars. Illuminated by the blazing flames, the potions within the crystal bottles shone like stars in the night sky, emitting a dazzling golden glow.
At this moment, the spy chief, on surveillance duty atop the city wall, happened to catch this moment. As he peered closely at the potion in the crystal bottle, a sense of déjà vu washed over him. But before he could fully consider it, a crisp, crackling sound echoed through the night sky.
The thrown crystal bottle exploded violently in mid-air, shattering into countless fragments. Simultaneously, the golden liquid within gushed out like a wild horse, instantly transforming into a dense white mist that spread out in all directions at an alarming rate.
At that moment, the crowd that had surrounded Caesars, swords drawn, eager to attack, had completely failed to anticipate such a sudden turn of events. However, it was already too late. The moment the strange white mist touched their bodies, they began foaming at the mouth and collapsed to the ground without warning. Furthermore, their bodies began to convulse violently and uncontrollably, as if struck by some horrific curse.
The speed at which this cloud of white mist spread was simply beyond imagination. In just a short breath, it spread like a plague, rapidly spreading to an area within a twenty-yard radius. Anyone unfortunate enough to be touched by this cloud of white mist, without exception, fell to the ground one after another, unable to stand up again.
"Fire arrows!"
Accompanied by a rapid, shrill cry, someone on the outskirts of the crowd gave an order. Instantly, numerous archers frantically drew their bowstrings, nocked sharp arrows, and aimed at Caesars, who was in the center of the white mist. Meanwhile, several magicians, not daring to neglect their efforts, began to chant complex and obscure spells. A fierce battle of attack and defense was about to begin...
Amidst the dense mist, a streak of purple-black light suddenly shone forth, dazzling like lightning piercing the darkness. Immediately afterwards, that light transformed into a powerful torrent of magic, gushing out of the mist with unstoppable force, sweeping wildly in all directions without discrimination.
At the same time, arrows, forged from magic steel and gleaming with cold light, streaked through the thin white mist like meteors, darting unerringly towards Caesar's magic shield. Each of these incredibly sharp arrows struck the shield, but surprisingly, even though the shield trembled slightly after enduring the impact of over thirty arrows, it still stubbornly held its ground, successfully withstanding this round of fierce attacks.
However, the crowd on the periphery wasn't so lucky. Many were unable to dodge and were struck by the rain of shadow arrows. With screams, more than a dozen people were blown away by the immense force like kites with their strings cut, falling heavily to the ground. They gushed out mouthfuls of blood, staining the ground beneath them red. Then, they were unable to move, their lives unknown.
At this moment, a terrified cry suddenly came from the crowd: "Oh no, it's a powerful and deadly potion!"
The spy chief was the first to sense the danger. He stared wide-eyed at the people first infected by the white mist. He saw their skin slowly turning black, a change that intensified. As an experienced assassin, he was all too familiar with the symptoms of poisoning from this deadly agent.
What's worse is that the strange fog did not stop spreading. Instead, it continued to expand outward mercilessly like a giant beast with its bloody mouth wide open. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at a place thirty yards away from the central area.
When the first magician collapsed like a dead tree ravaged by a strong wind, the spy chief felt a chill run down his spine, his scalp instantly numb as if thousands of ants were crawling on it. Even more horrifying was the fact that a distinguished member of the royal family had also unfortunately collapsed from the poison.
As the terrifying poisonous fog gradually dissipated into the air, shadow arrows continued to spray out from the darkness like a merciless rainstorm. The old magician, with his hair as white as snow, was like a demon from the abyss of hell, mercilessly ravaging the remaining people.
"Be merciful!"
The spy chief was terrified and no longer cared about anything else. He jumped off the towering city wall at lightning speed, rushed towards the area of fierce fighting like the wind, and shouted at the top of his voice.
However, in response to the spy chief's request, Caesars just smiled coldly and took out a dark red crystal bottle emitting an ominous aura from his arms. This was the venom of the red giant snake.
Caesars said in a cold voice, "Why should I show mercy? When they attacked me, you guys just stood by and watched. Now that the situation is getting bad, you're telling me to stop. How can such a thing be so easy?"
The spy chief's face darkened upon hearing this, but he still pretended to be calm and replied calmly: "Aren't you afraid that I will attack you?"
Carlos is a top assassin with the strength of a paladin. Even if his opponent is a powerful magician, he is confident that he has enough ability to assassinate him in one fell swoop.
"I'm a little worried. Look, I've got a more powerful poison. It's a hundred times more potent than the previous one. If this gets dumped in Fire Maple City, how many people will die? I estimate at least three to five thousand people will be poisoned to death!"
Caesars jokingly shook the crystal bottle in his hand, which emitted a mysterious light. Every shake seemed to carry some kind of magic. Seeing this, the spy chief trembled with fear, and a layer of fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
The spy chief frantically dragged a pale, collapsed magician to the side. He then pulled a bottle of crystal-clear, potent antidote from his pocket and poured it into the magician's mouth without hesitation. However, all his efforts seemed to be in vain.
At this moment, Caesars, who was disguised as an old magician, looked at the spy chief with indifference and said lightly: "Don't waste your energy. You can't save him at all. Doing this is just a waste of a bottle of powerful antidote." After that, he squatted down, skillfully stroked the lifeless corpse, and began to collect his own spoils in an orderly manner.
The spy chief's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Why can't you save him? This is a powerful antidote!"
Caesars sneered and replied, "Hmph, your antidote is just ordinary stuff, while the deadly potion I use is refined. There is a huge difference between the two. Do you think a bottle of ordinary antidote can dissolve the poison of my refined deadly potion?" After a pause, he continued, "You can take this body away, but everything on him must be left behind, not a single thing can be lost!"
The spy chief bit his lip and asked unwillingly, "Do you know who he is?"
Caesars raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and asked, "Even if he is the old emperor's biological son, so what? Have you forgotten how the First Roland Dynasty fell on the road to destruction?"
Upon hearing this, the spy chief Carlos's expression suddenly changed, and he secretly pondered the deeper meaning of Caesar's words. Meanwhile, Caesar continued to loot the corpse without a word, completely unconcerned with the spy chief's reaction.
Carlos also guessed the identity of the old magician. The various potions sold by the Thorn Flower Company were of a lower grade than the ones they used themselves.