Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 192

192 Bottom Line Breaked

They lit torches and cleaned up the battlefield. Many wild beasts had died, and not many Humans had died. The number of casualties were very small.

The dozen or so people who died were all cavalrymen of the Lord's Guard. The number of people in the Lord's Guard decreased.

The division and counting of the spoils of war were handled by the guards of Machete City. Fang Ping's team found a place to rest.

During this period of time, Fang Ping had used the Armor Forbidden Spell frequently. His skills were also used smoothly. When he returned and found an alchemy laboratory, he should be able to easily upgrade it to Excellent-grade.

It was Fang Ping's night watch tonight, so he needed to sleep early.

It was still necessary to keep watch at night. They had actually encountered many Magical Beasts along the way, but their strength was not very strong. They were basically all Class 1 and 2 and could be easily dealt with.

Moreover, Magical Beasts were basically lone wolves. Even if they encountered an outstanding Magical Beast by chance, they could easily deal with it.

However, because Magical Beasts had various characteristics, rich skills, and could be used indefinitely, there was a price to pay if one underestimated the enemy or ignored it.

He first accumulated energy, then fell asleep unknowingly and had a dream.

In his dream, Fang Ping saw a large group of Demon Soldiers in black full-body armor approaching him. Their fingers were long and slender, and their sharp black claws waved in the air.

The creatures Fang Ping summoned were easily killed by them. The light membrane of the Armor Forbidden Spell shattered with a touch. They wanted to escape, but there were Demon Soldiers everywhere, and there was nowhere to run.

What should he do!

“Fang Ping, get up. It's your turn.”

Fang Ping woke up with a start. Phew, so it was a dream.

“What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?”

Feng Ling squatted at the side and spread out her sleeping bag. The torch was stuck in the ground, and black smoke billowed.

“It's okay.”

Fang Ping climbed out of his sleeping bag, put on his protective gear, picked up his torch, and began his patrol.

Nights without moonlight requires a torch, and Miss Elsa forbade anyone to stand in for the night watch. Therefore, when there was no moon, the intern students were at their most desperate.

Holding a torch was definitely not a wonderful experience. When the black smoke rose, the armor on his body would stink for a few days.

The torch was actually not very useful to Fang Ping. Fang Ping did not rely on his vision to keep watch at night. He just had to keep using the special characteristics.

Moreover, the Lord's Guards and the guards of Machete City were close. There were more people guarding the night near them, so they did not have to worry too much.

A small Ice Mountain Demonic Rat ran over from not far away. This was a common Demonic Beast in the Snow Frost Mountain. They were not even at Ordinary-level and their Strength was 0. Even if they had the Ice Arrow characteristic, they were not a threat.

Recently, the Demonic Beast meat that was often eaten was the Ice Mountain Demonic Rat.

Fang Ping scanned his surroundings. There was no danger. Since he had nothing to do, he ran toward the Ice Mountain Demonic Rat.

The taste of this thing was not bad, but there was too little energy. It was just for fun.

The Ice Mountain Demonic Rat was not fast. Even when the tiny blue ice arrows hit Fang Ping's body, he did not feel anything.

Fang Ping caught this rabbit-sized little thing. It was still struggling in Fang Ping's hand.

Just as he was about to bring it back and tie it up, he saw something sticking to the ground not far ahead and slowly approaching.

'What is it?'

Fang Ping quickly used his special characteristics to give it to him. It was a Gnome Bandit.

“Wu, wu, wu…”

He made a faint groaning sound as he crawled.

Fang Ping's mastery of the Wilderness Common Language was not good, so he did not know what he was talking about. He kept checking behind him, but there was nothing.

Strange, why would a Gnome suddenly appear here?

Walking over carefully, the Gnome Bandit raised his head. When he saw Fang Ping, he cried out a few times and changed directions.

Seeing that he was not wearing any armor and did not have a weapon in his hand, and his condition was so bad, he should not be a threat.

He stabbed the torch into the ground, held the Ice Mountain Demonic Rat in one hand and the Gnome Bandit's leg in the other, and dragged him back.

The Gnome Bandit cried out a few times at first, but later on, he stopped struggling and crying.

He found a rope and tied up the Ice Mountain Demon Rat and the Gnome Bandits. It was too late now, and it wouldn't be good to disturb Elsa. He would tell her tomorrow morning.

He tied them up a few more times to prevent any accidents. Anyway, there were many ropes.

“Where did you pick it up?”

Suddenly, there was a sound behind him. Fang Ping tensed up and exerted force. The Gnome Bandit on the ground snorted twice more.

Someone was standing behind him, but the torch was in the distance and his face could not be seen clearly.

It was fine as long as it was given special characteristics.

“Miss Elsa, why are you here?”

“I heard a strange sound, so I came to take a look. Where did this come from?”

Elsa wasn't wearing any protective gear, so he could only see the outline of her body in the darkness.

She had a good figure.

“I met him when I was chasing the Ice Mountain Demonic Rat. He was crawling on the ground and there was nothing else around.”

“Do you have any healing potions? Give him some.”

Healing potions were not cheap. One thousand copper coins. However, since Teacher Elsa had said so, Fang Ping still took out a bottle, opened his mouth, and poured a little carefully.

“It's fine as long as you don't die. There's no need to drink so much. It's a waste.”

Fang Ping spoke softly as he poured.

The effect of the healing potion was obvious. The Gnome Bandit moved and let out a weak voice. “Ugh, uu, uu…”

Fang Ping looked at Instructor Elsa. She should be able to understand.

“Alright, kill him. The things on him are yours.”

“Did something happen?”

“No wonder we haven't encountered any Gnomes. The gnome tribe in front was destroyed by the god. All the Gnomes are dead. He wants to escape and avoid the wrath of the god. I wonder if the god he's talking about is a Magical Beast or something.”

“Well …”

Could it be a Dragon?

Elsa asked again, “Why haven't you done anything yet?”

“Well…”

“Fang Ping, you haven't killed anything before, have you?”

“I've participated in so many battles. How can I not?”

“What I'm saying is that it doesn't include summoned creatures. Do it yourself.”

Fang Ping stood up and looked at Elsa's blurry face.

“What does it mean whether I've killed before or not? We came to this world and will leave this world one day. What determines our meaning is the process of living, not how we came or walked. To this Gnome, his life has already lost its meaning here. Living is meaningless to him. What's the difference between this and death? Should I kill him now…”

“Cut the crap! Take care of it yourself. Don't let him disturb my sleep.”

Elsa turned around and left.

Fang Ping looked at the Gnome Bandits on the ground.

He had never killed anyone before. It was the same for Human-like creatures. Fang Ping did not want to try. Some things can no longer be the same once they start.

Breaking the psychological bottom line was more terrifying than the individual act itself.

Fang Ping did not want to make the first move.

He was a Forbidden Spellcaster, so he didn't need to do it himself. He had teammates and summoned creatures.

He would leave it for now. The next person to keep watch was Qing Niao. He would get Qing Niao to help kill him later.

After confirming that the rope was tied, Fang Ping walked to the torch. At the same time, he continued to scout the surroundings to prevent the Magical Beasts from approaching.

The torch was stabbed into the ground and burned brightly.

The number of cavalrymen in the Lord's Guards decreased again.

Chapter end