Chapter 161: Metamagic Eruption
【You cast Enhanced Fireball-Cold on the Werewolf, the Werewolf is hit, taking 47 Cold damage, current Life 26/73】
【You cast Enhanced Fireball-Cold on the Elite Werewolf, the Elite Werewolf is hit, taking 41 Cold damage, current Life 57/98】
A series of combat prompts flashed through Anse’s mind, a total of 15, including common Werewolves and Elite Werewolves, not a single one missing.
This was within his expectations; these Werewolves had just entered the city and were still quite obedient, not running around chaotically.
He didn’t give the opponent time to react, focusing again to cast a spell—Werewolves scattering would be very troublesome.
“”
「Metamagic: Quick Cast, Empower, Maximize」+「Fireball-Cold」!
The people around hadn’t reacted yet when the second flash descended, a piercing Bitter Cold erupted, forming a massive white gaseous sphere, the cold-hot convection carrying biting chill sweeping the surroundings.
In the misty Cold Air, the broken Wooden House and brittle frozen canvas shattered with a boom, a gray-black Giant Wolf suddenly burst out, covered in Frost, eyes blood-red, like a starving wolf that had hunted all day in an icy wind but caught nothing.
【Target Death, gain 695 Combat Experience】
【Target Death, gain 700 Combat Experience, Level Up!】
【Elite Werewolf Dexterity Saving Throw succeeds, takes 19 Cold damage, current Life 38/98】
The Wooden House is damaged, the internal scene fully exposed to the sunlight, over a dozen Werewolf Ice Sculptures of various forms standing quietly in the frigid white mist, some eating meat, some just Transforming, some in fleeing Posture, one foot already stepped out of the Wooden House……
Like exquisite ice sculpture artworks, lifelike yet devoid of any vitality.
The Giant Wolf that escaped glanced back, its body shuddering, eyes full of sorrow.
“Awoo——”
It looked up at the white-clothed man riding the Black Horse, then turned and ran without hesitation—it had the courage to fight to the death, but it could distinguish between suicide and combat.
Nolnos didn’t wait for Anse’s order, neighed once, and charged after it at full speed.
Only then did the surrounding people react; some fled, but more chose to squat in place—not necessarily effective, but a form of survival wisdom.
The Warehouse supervisor who had just chatted with Anse stood dumbfounded, reacting only after a long while, staring in shock at the over a dozen Werewolf Ice Sculptures.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted: “It’s Werewolves!”
The commotion slightly subsided, a Professional boldly approached, expression shocked, the lingering chill making him shiver uncontrollably.
On the other side, the Elite Werewolf maintained Giant Wolf form, sprinting at its fastest speed ever, but still couldn’t outrun Nolnos, relying on its agile turning to dive into an Alley.
Anse worried something might happen to Illyas’s side, decisively cast Fly, whooshing off the horse back in mere seconds to arrive above the Werewolf, close enough for the Werewolf to reach him with a leap.
Knowing escape was impossible, the Werewolf low-roared, turned, kicked off the ground, and leaped into the air toward him.
Anse’s mouth curved up, he slightly increased altitude, raised his hand for a Ray of Frost.
The Werewolf had nowhere to dodge in mid-air, instinctively raised its claw to block, only seeing a white flash, icy cold invading its body, front claw stiffened and numb, covered in a layer of thin ice.
Anse has Elemental Affinity, Flame and Cold damage extremely powerful in his hands, even Cantrips.
“Sizzle——”
Before it could land, another Ray of Frost struck its waist and abdomen, organs chilled, it couldn’t help shivering several times.
At this moment, Nolnos charged in, opening its Neck Armor, low-head ramming from the side.
The Werewolf tried to exert force, but found its body cold and stiff, unusually sluggish, actions a beat slow, could only watch helplessly as the Ramming Horn on the horse’s head kissed its waist and back.
Bang! The Giant Wolf was sent flying several meters, body bent, clear sound of cracking bones.
“Whine……”
The whine just escaped when a Ray of Frost enlarged before its eyes, eyeball bursting, Cold Air invading the brain.
【Target Death, gain 1557 Combat Experience】
Anse didn’t even glance at it, body rapidly ascending while overlooking the city-wide battle situation.
City Gate closed, combats occurring throughout the City District, most Werewolves surrounded, with Silver Weapons, thrilling but no real danger.
However, a few teams failed to contain the Werewolves, leading to over a dozen Werewolves fleeing everywhere, and several groups of undiscovered Werewolves startled into exposure, causing some chaos in the city.
But the Result wasn’t bad, as Werewolves had long been on the Federation and Adventurer’s Guild Bounty lists, transformed Werewolves drawing many Professionals to hunt them, nowhere to hide.
Worst was North City District, a three-meter-tall Werewolf chasing and killing people from Verdant Courtyard, only a white Owlbear barely able to block it somewhat.
Illyas flew in the air, Miniature Meteors smashing down one by one, yet unable to hit the Werewolf, only curbing and interfering with its attacks.
The Werewolf had powerful Strength, but Constitution and Dexterity equally outstanding, dodging short-range “straightforward” long-distance spells like Miniature Meteors not difficult.
‘Brain glitched? Exposed and not fleeing.’
Anse maxed out Flight Speed, wind whistling past his ears, mind remotely locking onto that Werewolf.
Dice especially good at Detect monsters in combat, popping up Werewolf info just as approaching the Battlefield:
【Werewolf Leader, Monstrosity, Challenge Rating 10】
Same Challenge Rating as young Red Dragon, combat power not matching the Red Dragon, but should be stronger than a Level Fourteen or so Advanced Barbarian.
Werewolf Racial Talent much stronger than Human.
That Owlbear wrestling with the Werewolf was Druid Carissa’s Wilderness Transform.
Owlbear known as perfect magic predator, originally created by chaotic Wizards, combining bird sharp eyes, thick feathers, sharp beak, and bear-like sturdy build.
Generally, Druids can only Transform Beasts, while Owlbear is Monstrosity, Druids unable to master such Shapeshifting Ability, but some Druids exceptionally talented, pioneering Wilderness Transform with “I figure” power.
Carissa’s Strength not bad, but still hard to fight Werewolf Leader, body covered in wounds.
Facing the incoming Anse, the Werewolf roared to the sky, Posture arrogant: “A bunch of trash, I really overestimated you, without Stol, the Federation is a joke!”
He said this, but his body always stayed by a Wooden House, inside a trembling couple, clearly wanting Anse to hesitate.
Anse hovered dozens of meters above the Werewolf Leader, faintly saying: “Hope your Strength is as hard as your mouth.”
He took a deep breath, activated Innate Spellcasting again, surging innate Mana rippling circles of Mana glow.
“”
「Innate Spellcasting」+「Magic Missile」!
Simple three Magic Missiles simultaneously struck the Werewolf, dull whistling resounding through the Street.
Werewolf Leader stunned, then sneered disdainfully—Magic Missile hard to dodge, but damage insufficient, taking a few hits fine, not lethal, minor injuries not affecting combat.
“Bang bang bang!”
Werewolf Leader turned back to tank them, thick fur and sturdy body absorbing the Force Missiles, but fur exploded, blood splatters flying.
【……Werewolf Leader takes 9 Force Damage, current Life 138/151】
“That’s it!” The pain enraged the Werewolf Leader, but he couldn’t fly, turned to charge the surrounding Guards, “With this many people, enough for me to kill a few rounds……”
Seeing him tank it, a smile appeared on Anse’s face—Magic Missile easily countered by Shield-like Force defenses, but without protection, just a live target.
‘Don’t rush, this is just……the beginning.’
