Chapter 329: Target Attack
However, Kurtz, who had been hiding on the edge of the crowd as if he were an ordinary bystander, narrowed his eyes slightly.
In his perception, the aura emanating from the leading warrior was somewhat unusual.
Just in case, he turned the detection magic to its maximum level, so that he could detect every detail of the other person's emotions and even their body movements.
Therefore, Kurtz noticed that beneath that seemingly joyful mood lay a very subtle murderous intent.
The opponent's seemingly unintentional approach was, in fact, a precise way to shorten the distance between him and Serie to perfect striking distance for an attacker.
More importantly, Kurtz recalled the other party's initial reaction upon meeting Serie.
Although the warrior showed some panic and fear, it seemed more like a pretense. And it just so happened that he had a dispute with Serie's disciples. Wasn't that too much of a coincidence?
All these doubts quickly connected in Kurtz's mind.
Sure enough, at that very moment, something unexpected happened!
The lead soldier, who had just been thanking everyone profusely, suddenly tensed up. His muscles coiled like springs. His seemingly casual standing posture instantly transformed into a powerful stance, and he even stomped a crack in the ground beneath him.
He raised the seemingly heavy and clumsy two-handed greatsword in his hand, and with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, he slashed straight at Serie's chest.
This strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless!
Not only had he gathered all his power, but also, given the close proximity, he was confident he could easily subdue any mage.
The tip of the sword even emitted a dark glow, clearly indicating some magic-breaking effect, making it the best weapon against magic shields.
Faced with this sudden sneak attack, a flash of anger crossed Serie's eyes.
At the same time, she also noticed that just before the warrior made his move, she had been encased in three layers of high-level defensive magic.
Only Kurtz could cast three layers of high-level defensive magic in such a short time; clearly, he had noticed something was wrong with this man much earlier.
However, the elf was somewhat unhappy about Kurtz's protective concern.
For an ordinary mage, facing a sudden attack from a powerful warrior at such close range, they might not even have time to deploy the simplest magical shield before the outcome is already decided.
But, she is Serie!
A thousand years, countless battles, and the experience of facing gods and demon kings alongside Kurtz had honed her fighting instincts and mastery of magic to an unparalleled level.
Therefore, in the face of this attack, Serie merely moved her fingers slightly, and a diamond-shaped light shield suddenly appeared in front of her.
Clang!!!
The dark Greatsword and the light shield collided violently, and the resulting shockwave spread outwards rapidly, sending several nearby adventurers and Evan and his companions flying backward. Even the shop windows of the surrounding shops were shattered in fragments.
The leading warrior felt as if he had struck an indestructible wall of bronze and iron, and even attacks with anti-magic effects had no effect whatsoever.
Meanwhile, Serie, who was opposite him, raised her small hand and waved it gently.
The light shield rushed directly towards him, colliding head-on with him. The terrifying impact instantly caused him to feel a tightness in his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fly backward at an even faster speed than he had come, crashing heavily into the wall at a street corner in the distance, embedding himself there deeply, his fate unknown.
A sudden silence fell over the surroundings; everyone was stunned by what had happened in the blink of an eye.
Serie slowly lowered her hand, and the light shield in front of her quietly dissipated. She didn't even move her feet an inch, as if she had just casually swatted away an annoying fly.
"So, it seems your target has been me from the very beginning?" Serie said, a smirk playing on her lips as she stared directly at the trembling adventurers.
The lead warrior's sneak attack was easily thwarted by Serie, who was now embedded in the wall, his fate unknown.
All of this happened so fast that his adventurer crew members still had blank, stunned expressions on their faces.
They looked at Serie, still standing in the same spot, her clothes perfectly intact, and then at the pitiful, human-shaped crater on the wall in the distance. Their minds almost stopped thinking entirely.
Why did the captain suddenly make a move against this legendary figure?
"The captain...he-" an adventurer mage holding a wand stammered, his face pale, completely bewildered as to how things had come to this point.
"I...I don't know!" the others quickly chimed in nervously.
"Lady Serie... this is all a misunderstanding!"
Serie wouldn't believe these people so easily.
Although these people didn't cooperate when the captain attacked just now and now look blank, what if they're faking it?
'Moreover, it's obvious they're after me in particular. In that case, I could take them into custody and bring them back to the Magic Association for a thorough interrogation.'
Then Serie unfurled a magic circle in her hand, and a heavy force pressed down on the adventurers once more, causing their backs, which had just straightened up, to bend over again.
"Hmph, a bunch of idiots." Serie snorted coldly, too lazy to explain anything to them.
She planned to pry the ringleader out of the wall and bring him back to the Magic Association. There was bound to be a way to get him to talk and find out who was behind it all.
However, just as she was about to make her move, another unexpected event occurred!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Several figures emerged from the surrounding crowd. They moved in perfect synchronization.
They were faster than the previous leader, and their aura was more dangerous, clearly indicating that they were all formidable warriors.
They had been lying in wait for a long time, waiting patiently for the best opportunity to strike. Serie had just thwarted the leader's sneak attack, and her mind would surely be relaxed. This was undoubtedly the opportunity they had been waiting for.
These newly emerged attackers, wielding various weapons with anti-magic properties, quickly closed the distance on Serie from different angles.
At such close range, with multiple powerful warriors launching a surprise attack simultaneously, this is almost certainly a fatal situation for any mage!
Even the most renowned and top-tier archmages on the continent would likely find it difficult to escape unscathed from such a sudden and close-quarters attack.
Serie's pupils contracted slightly, but her face showed no sign of panic whatsoever.
Her extensive combat experience had long since instilled in her the habit of maintaining multiple defenses and backup plans under any circumstances.
Moreover, the attacks by these people were far less significant than those by the professional assassins she encountered when she unified the empire in the south.
Faced with the incoming attack, she didn't even try to dodge. After all, at such close range, the space to dodge was limited, and it would be easy to fall into the opponent's rhythm.
The magic circle in her hand unfolded again, and countless vines rushed towards the attackers swiftly.
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