Several golden slashes tore through the ground, forcing Bayou to retreat, which irked her, causing a flicker of purple light in her right eye.
With her toes pointed downwards, Bayou's body began to levitate slowly.
her long white hair billowing behind her.
Her right eye radiated a purple glow and arcs of electricity crackled around her, enveloping the space in a tempest of power.
As the air crackled with energy, Bayou wielded her scythe, casting a shadow that enveloped her surroundings.
Countless arcs of electricity danced around her, and bolts of thunder plummeted from the heavens, striking the earth with ferocity.
The golden-haired leader, gazing at Bayou, suspended in the air, furrowed his brow in disbelief.
He had not anticipated her mastery of magic.
Yet, before he could fully grasp this realization, Bayou's form vanished from sight in an instant.
The leader's pupils constricted as an ominous sense of danger washed over him.
Without a moment's hesitation, he raised his sword and shield above his head.
Boom! A searing purple blade of light surged forth, unleashing immense power that created a crater in the ground.
From a goldenhaired leader's position, multiple strands of violet lightning radiated outward, rending the earth a sunder, resembling a colossal claw mark.
The force even struck the wall across the basin, resulting in a catastrophic collapse.
Advanced magic thud.
The golden-haired leader fell to his knees, his sword and shield shattered and cast aside, while his armor became a tapestry of purple fissurers that spread across his body.
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Movements of the temple.
The other temple knights were incredulous at the scene before them.
Their captain had been vanquished by an outsider.
Congratulations, Lord, for successfully slaying an LV8 temple knight, earning 800 experience points.
Bayou's long hair cascaded down, her eyes returning to their original hue as the arcs of electricity surrounding her dissipated.
She landed gracefully upon the ground, gazing at the lifeless form of the temple knight.
Leave two alive, eliminate the rest.
Among the temple knights, only a handful were of royal caliber, rendering them incapable of contending against the 30 odd undead kings.
Bayou surveyed the battlefield ahead, noting the panic that had overtaken the remaining temple knights upon witnessing their leader demise.
Despair etched on their faces, they understood that their chances of escape were exceedingly slim in the face of such overwhelming royal assault.
As for why this cohort of temple knights had launched an attack here, the reason was rather straightforward.
They were not specifically sent to assault the undead fortress.
They had likely come to the Goblin Kingdom on submission, only to discover that the Goblin Kingdom had already succumbed to the undead, prompting their assault on the fortress.
It had been a month since Bayou had slain a novice knight in the dark forest, during which she had encountered no other temple knights.
Yet, just as Eli informed her of the recent activity among the temple knights, Bayou unexpectedly encountered them in Marshall State.
An unusual occurrence indeed, the temple knights soon fell into disarray.
Most of these royal knights were around LV5, requiring six or seven undead to jointly subdue them before they could be gradually worn down.
Bayou resolved to waste no further time, plunging into the fry to eliminate them all, capturing the last remaining royal knight alive.
A massive scythe was poised at the knight's throat as Bayu regarded him with an icy stare.
The temple knight's gaze was resolute, a manifestation of his death wish.
Showing no fear in the face of Bayou's threat, Bayou relished such resilient spirits.
Soon, the agony of his soul being burned forced him to emit anguish cries.
This pain was beyond what an ordinary individual could endure.
Were it not for the protective light surrounding him, he would have already succumbed to unconsciousness.
Tell me your purpose for being here, and I shall grant you a swift end.
By you look down upon the writhing temple knight sprawled on the ground in torment.
Never knight I will never betray my comrades.
Even in his weakened state, drenched in sweat, he remained steadfast in his silence.
Bayou pondered what kind of elixir had fortified their resolve.
If royal knights proved unyielding, she would have to question several commanding level knights.
Before long, a few commanding level novice knights were brought before her.
Cooperate willingly or this shall be your fate.
Seeing the royal knight writhing in agony on the ground, the noviceses trembled in fear.
My lord, our ranks are too low.
Our knowledge is limited.
Enough with the pleasantries.
Divulge all that you know.
By you sharp reprimand sent shivers down their spines.
You dare betray the temple.
The royal temple knight attempted to intimidate them, but before he could finish, Bayou encased him in ice, rendering him utterly powerless to resist.
My lord, we have recently observed that personnel movements within the temple have become exceedingly frequent, with each team receiving distinct assignments.
Our sole task pertains to this necroantic fortress.
Is that all? Bayou furrowed her brow, deeming this statement rather trivial.
Nonetheless, it subtly indicated the apparent clarity of the hierarchy within the temple.
My lord, I have heard some rumors whose veracity I cannot ascertain.
A friend of mine stationed in another team mentioned that their mission involved subjugating a particular race.
Another individual suddenly interjected, addressing Bayou with a countenance full of supplication and flattery.
They were merely apprentice knights, evidently not yet thoroughly indoctrinated, lacking the obstinacy characteristic of the royal class.
Is the goblin kingdom also among your targets for subjugation? Given her previous conjectures by you found herself increasingly convinced, the dimminionive ones are unaware.
Yet, prior to our arrival in the goblin kingdom, someone had indeed been assigned here, tasked with its conquest.
So, that is the case.
Bayou comprehended the situation.
The others awaited her command for release.
Yet what awaited them instead was demise.
This place has likely been exposed, and confronting the colossal entity that is the temple could spell great trouble.
To safeguard the city of the undead from detection, it may become necessary to relinquish this necroantic fortress.
Subsequently, Bayou summoned all the temple knights as undead, transforming them into level eight death guard, capable of providing comprehensive and timely support.
The remaining three level five royals were each summoned as distinct undead.
Retreat with a single command from Bayou.
The undead began their return to the necroantic fortress to lie and wait once more while the royals utilize the portal to return to the city.
Given a likelihood of exposure, Bayou stationed only two royals to Stanguard, one to observe enemy movements and the other to relay information promptly.
The necroantic fortress was thus temporarily classified as semi-abandoned by Bayou, she bent down to retrieve the frozen statue of the temple knight.
Returning to the city of the undead, Bayou refrained from hastily ending his life.
As a royal, he undoubtedly possessed a wealth of information.
Since she could not compel him to speak, she intended to bring him directly to Lee Lings, hoping her abilities could manipulate him into revealing intelligence.
Meanwhile, in the town of Lee Lingi in Hapuni Province, upon Byu's unexpected arrival, Leelings understood that she was sought for a matter of significance and was not taken back.
However, upon seeing Bayou clutching a frozen temple knight, her expression shifted to one of curiosity.
Momentarily stunned, Bayou swiftly conveyed the news of her encounter with the temple knights and shared her speculations.
Do you suspect that the temple knights within the elven kingdom are also intent on subjugating the entire realm? Leings was taken aback.
This notion was audacious.
Yet if it involved the temple, the elf strength indeed appeared inconsequential.
This could spell trouble.
If what you say holds true, my forthcoming development may become exceedingly arduous.
A frown creased Lee Lings's brow, for the motives behind the temple subjugation of those races seemed distant, far beyond their current reach.
Indeed, I too am now at risk of exposure.
However, you need not be overly concerned.
They cannot possibly remain stationed here indefinitely.
Moreover, the lowerass elves are undoubtedly discontent with their rule.
Once the Templars depart, rebellions will likely erupt.
This could be your opportunity, but you offered words of comfort.
Though clearly this wasn't the true source of Le's apprehension.
What truly frightens me is the potential unification of these elven kingdoms.
Should that occur, they would inevitably purge surrounding forces with coastal regions becoming their primary targets.