Chapter 21 Fire Mage
It was hard to imagine seeing such a scene in this extremely deep underground. Looking up, the rock strata was replaced by a dusky yellow sky. In everyone’s vision was a cold and silent giant city, and the location where they emerged was a towering spire. A wide stone bridge connected the spire, leading directly to the center of the city.
The buildings in the city were all of the same architectural style, built from deep black stone. Rather than houses, they resembled tombstone-like spires, exuding a strong sense of deathly silence.
This was the realm of twilight and eternity, Amber City.
Li Wen had never seen it with her own eyes, but she had researched it slightly in the internal data of the Strategy Team.
Amber City was a massive city that did not belong to this era, composed of three parts: the outer city beyond the spire, the inner city within the spire, and finally, the center of Amber City – Amber Temple.
It was the only residence of the Twilight Witch in the human world. It could be said that the entire Amber City was built by believers around Amber Temple.
The outer city was absolutely forbidden. It was mostly inhabited by exiled Long-lived and rebels, who had descended into madness chasing Perfect Amber and were then eternally banished, forbidden from returning to Amber City. Since only Long-lived could arrive at Amber City, it was likely that those exiled beings were still alive today.
The inner city was the residence of priests, nobles, and witches, whose sole mission was to serve the apparition of the Twilight Witch residing in the temple. The inner city was certainly not as dangerous as the outer city, because after the collapse of the Twilight Pillar, all Twilight believers had committed suicide as martyrs, following the Twilight Witch.
However, this did not mean the inner city was safe. The Strategy Team’s data indicated that in some key locations, Long-lived still guarded the relics of those believers. The most important of these, Amber Temple, was guarded by the Daughters of Amber, immortal creations of the Twilight System, equivalent to level fifty or above in game terms.
Fortunately, the Long-lived did not pay attention to the intruders of Amber City, and the Daughters of Amber remained in a deep slumber, waiting for the Witch to awaken them again.
Besides them, the Fire Mage from the Forbidden Institute might have already arrived at Amber City and should be the greatest threat currently.
Just as Li Wen was thinking this, a mist of unknown origin enveloped them. Li Wen frowned, then her heart moved. Just as she was about to remind them, she stopped herself. She silently retreated back into the tower, patiently waiting for her mana to slowly recover.
“What a thick fog.”
The Players were still immersed in the grandeur of the underground city when they were disturbed by this white fog from who knows where, naturally putting them in a bad mood.
“Everyone be careful, this fog is not right.”
Takebitori said loudly. According to the game’s design, a sudden anomaly upon entering a new map either meant monsters were coming or the plot was unfolding; in any case, it was never good.
However, before everyone could become vigilant, the male Player walking at the front suddenly felt a warmth emanating from within him and then saw his life instantly drop to zero percent.
In the eyes of the other Players, this Player was instantly engulfed in flames, turning into a Fire Man.
“There’s an enemy!”
Takebitori reacted first. The others were stunned and then distanced themselves from their teammate who had turned into a Fire Man.
They were already prepared for battle when they were outside. Although caught off guard, they were not incapacitated.
“Eleven o’clock direction, footsteps!”
The female Player of the Hunter class exclaimed. Before this, she had drawn an arrow, nocked it, and shot an arrow in that direction.
She was using a recurve bow. While its power was certainly no match for a high-poundage longbow, it was sufficiently lethal at close range.
However, the arrow had been flying for some time, yet she had not heard any feedback of a hit.
With the presence of the white fog, her role as the only ranged class was greatly weakened. She should have brought a hunting knife with her.
At this moment, Takebitori was exceptionally calm. Their current location was on a wide stone bridge with almost no cover. The person who died early was a level 2 Guard, the only one holding a shield. The remaining people were two level 2 Warriors and a level 1 Hunter. By all accounts, they would not be able to withstand two hits. Coupled with this annoying white fog, the best option was to retreat back into the tower and use the advantage of the architecture to defend the entrance and kite!
However, before she could give any orders, the white fog suddenly dispersed, revealing a young man wearing tattered mage robes and covered in blood. He had striking short red hair and dazzling golden pupils. Even more noteworthy were his long, pointed ears, similar to those of Elf-race players.
“I thought the old geezers from the Forbidden Institute would send someone this quickly, but I didn’t expect them to be a few clueless mercenaries. It seems you’re in cahoots with that group transporting contraband? Damn it, you dare to waste my precious mana!”
Takebitori paid no mind to what the other party was saying. How dare this mere mage dare to rush to their faces, not knowing the meaning of death!
She made a gesture, meaning to try and hold back the enemy to create an opportunity for the archer.
Takebitori’s real-life friend was a transferred Mage. It could be said that her understanding of Mages far surpassed that of most ordinary Players today. Low-level Mages were fragile; their life essence was no higher than that of ordinary people, and the scarcity of mana was their biggest limitation. Each casting required prepared materials, incantations, and corresponding gestures.
It could be said that a Mage daring to cast magic in front of an enemy was their biggest vulnerability!
The Hunter Player slowly retreated backwards, nocking her bow again, but did not shoot immediately, waiting for an opportunity.
The two Warrior Players had already charged forward. One held a two-handed longsword, and the other wielded a chain hammer.
The Player wielding the longsword roared in a low voice, and his speed suddenly increased greatly, having used the Warrior class’s common skill, Charge, increasing his speed by an additional 20%.
The Fire Mage didn’t even look at him. With a casual wave, the body of the Player who had turned into a Fire Man exploded. The flames formed by the explosion, as if controlled by someone, turned into fire snakes that engulfed the charging Player.
TheHunter Player’s heart tightened. Seizing the opportunity, she shot an arrow. The arrow passed through the flames and quickly reached the Fire Mage. However, just as it was about to hit, a transparent, pale red film appeared around the Mage. As the arrow passed through the film, it instantly turned into ashes.
Was this a magic shield?
The Hunter quickly understood. She hadn’t missed; the arrow was directly blocked by this magic shield.
What to do? Her only effective output method was restricted. How could they defeat this boss?
