Prophecy Spell

After the Level-4 Spearmen forced the Blood Bat Knight Order's warriors beyond their firing range, they immediately swung their gun barrels around and unleashed a frenzied barrage at the three Level-2 Warlocks seated atop the Magic Carpet.

Sparks flashed as countless metal bullets rained down upon the three Level-2 Warlocks.

"Distortion Field!"

Aba Ni pointed with one hand and cast a Level-1 defensive spell.

A Distortion Field abruptly appeared before the Magic Carpet. Countless Heavy Machine Gun bullets struck the field, only for their trajectories to twist and send them ricocheting away.

Yet the rain of bullets below was nearly endless. The Distortion Field lasted only five seconds before collapsing outright, forcing Aba Ni to cast another Distortion Field for defense.

Aba Ni frowned deeply and said in a grave voice, "Let's go down! If this continues, my Spiritual Force will soon be completely exhausted!"

A Level-2 Warlock could easily cast Level-1 spells. However, a Level-2 Warlock's Spiritual Force was not limitless. Back then, Boni had been able to wield terrifying power inside the Wizard Tower by drawing upon its strength, yet he had still been driven out by tens of thousands of Mechanical Swordsmen. Aba Ni was even weaker than Boni within the Wizard Tower. If this continued, only death awaited him.

Ken Ni's gaze darkened as he glanced below.

Without the aerial bombardment of Alchemy Bombs from the Blood Bat Knight Order's warriors, the densely packed Level-4 Mechanical Swordsmen had already surged forward in a swarm, chopping the black vines into fragments.

The Wizard Apprentices had all made their moves, casting various Level-0 Tricks to assist and weaken the Level-4 Mechanical Swordsmen's combat power. Yet there were simply too many Level-4 Mechanical Swordsmen. Though the Wizard Apprentices desperately cast all manner of Level-0 Tricks, the black vines were still being hacked to pieces.

Before long, those Mechanical Swordsmen would charge into the Fein Deluo Principality's main force. Even with the aid of Level-1 Warlocks, the Fein Deluo Principality's troops were absolutely no match for those Level-4 Mechanical Swordsmen.

Even if only one Mechanical Swordsman remained, it would fight to the death without retreating so long as it had not received an order to withdraw. Human soldiers, on the other hand, would collapse outright once their casualties exceeded ten thousand.

Zhan Mute frowned and said in a low voice, "Let's retreat! We'll request reinforcements from the Antalya Warlock Academy. Steel Lord Yang Ye himself may not be much, but his Mechanical Puppet Legion is simply too powerful."

Level-2 Warlocks were far stronger than Level-1 Warlocks. What made them most troublesome was that they would choose to flee the moment they saw the situation turning unfavorable.

In theory, an army of ten thousand mortals possessed the strength to surround and kill a Level-2 Warlock. But a Level-2 Warlock would never stand still and fight a mortal army to the bitter end. They could choose decapitation strikes, wage guerrilla warfare, or poison their enemies. In any case, they had countless methods to gradually wipe out a mortal army.

The moment Zhan Mute saw things going badly, the thought of retreat arose in his heart. He had no intention of throwing away his life for a few tens of thousands of Magic Stones.

Ken Ni's face darkened as he said coldly, "Zhan Mute, I know you have a scroll of a Level-1 Prophecy Spell. Sell it to me. I'll pay a price that satisfies you."

The prophecy branch was one of the most difficult systems to cultivate among Warlocks. Its most representative types were Astrologer Warlocks and Fate Warlocks. Powerful prophecy Warlocks like Astrologer Warlocks and Fate Warlocks were exceptionally difficult to cultivate. One needed peerless talent, immense luck, countless resources, and tireless effort before one could succeed. Aside from those two orthodox and powerful Warlock paths, there were quite a few other prophecy Warlocks, but their achievements were not particularly great, and few people cultivated them. Prophecy Spell Scrolls were also exceedingly rare; every single one was incomparably precious.

Zhan Mute grinned. "I want the Level-2 secret treasure on you—the Azure Ring."

Aba Ni's eyelids twitched as he stared fixedly at the azure bracelet on Ken Ni's right hand.

Secret treasures were artifacts forged by Alchemists among Warlocks, who used powerful alchemy to refine all manner of precious materials into treasures possessing extraordinary power. Every secret treasure was extremely valuable. Defensive secret treasures capable of preserving one's life were especially priceless.

The Level-2 secret treasure Azure Ring was Ken Ni's finest defensive secret treasure, as well as one of the Fein Deluo Family's five greatest defensive secret treasures. Under normal circumstances, being able to trade a scroll of a Level-1 Prophecy Spell for a Level-1 defensive secret treasure was already extremely fortunate. Zhan Mute was clearly taking advantage of the crisis by demanding the Azure Ring in exchange for that Level-1 Prophecy Spell.

Ken Ni's face darkened as he said frostily, "A Level-1 Prophecy Spell cannot predict the location of a Level-2 Warlock. If Yang Ye is a Level-2 Warlock, or has learned a spell that resists Prophecy Spells, then this scroll of a Level-1 Prophecy Spell is nothing but worthless trash."

Prophecy Spells were strange and unfathomable, and mortals had no way to resist them. Once a Prophecy Spell was cast, mortals had nowhere to hide unless they concealed themselves within an area shrouded by extraordinary power.

Mortals could not resist Prophecy Spells, but Warlocks possessed all kinds of methods and secret treasures to defend against them. Of course, only formal Warlocks with powerful inheritances could possess methods to resist Prophecy Spells. If a Level-1 Prophecy Spell were used on a Level-2 Warlock, it would basically have no effect whatsoever.

Zhan Mute grinned. "Ken Ni, don't be angry! If you don't want to trade, then forget it! We can just retreat! If we don't leave now, your Dark Vines are about to be slaughtered clean."

After his expression changed several times, Ken Ni finally gritted his teeth, removed the Azure Ring from his right hand, and threw it to Zhan Mute. "Fine! I'll trade!"

After receiving the bracelet, Zhan Mute smiled in satisfaction and took out a golden scroll, tossing it to Ken Ni.

Ken Ni caught the golden scroll and poured a massive amount of Spiritual Force into it. The golden scroll immediately shone with golden light, forming an arrow that pointed directly at the Wizard Tower in Black City.

Inside the Wizard Tower.

Yang Feng looked at the golden arrow through the display screen, and his heart sank slightly. "What spell is this?"

The Boni robot replied, "This is a Prophecy Spell! Master, you have been locked onto by a Prophecy Spell! Until the spell's effect fades, the caster will know your location. There is currently no way to counter it. Unless you upgrade the fortress base to Level 4, you will be able to produce machines capable of blocking Prophecy Spells."