"Such a powerful spell effect! It had to be at least a third-level spell. Bronze-tier strength really was formidable!"
Donald felt no fear at all. Instead, he felt a flicker of excitement. He immediately ordered the Tree of Life to use the Nature Barrier to drive away the mist covering the manor. The temporary effect of a spell could not compare to the stable, ever-present Nature Barrier. Before long, the drowsiness-inducing mist was forced out of the barrier by the power of nature, though those who had already fallen asleep remained unconscious.
"That works too. At least the servants and farmhands won't be frightened. Follow me—prepare for battle!"
Calling over the three awakened men, Donald took the initiative and went out to meet the enemy.
As elite Human Footmen with the combat discipline of a regular army, Clinton and the other two instantly armed themselves and silently followed their master to the front of the manor. In that brief time, the enemy had already killed one Ancient Protector.
Though these Treants had decent defenses, they were far too slow and inflexible. Against a bronze-tier enemy, once the opponent got close, their stone-throwing attacks lost most of their effectiveness, making them easy to destroy.
But when Donald truly saw the enemy's appearance, he was shocked. He had originally assumed the enemy was merely a bronze-tier human Warlock. Instead, what had come was a horrifying demon.
The demon's strength astonished Donald. It endured the stone attacks of the two Ancient Protectors at the front gate, wreaked havoc before the manor's main entrance, and then brutally snapped the trunk of one Treant.
Donald silently thanked his luck that the villa had not yet been completed. Because he had given the workers a day off for the banquet, there would otherwise have been countless