Female voice

Locke, be careful!" Angelina, who was closest to him, was the first to notice the apparition turning around.

Before the apparition could get close to him, a wall of grey smoke had already formed behind him.

Ever since Angelina left the Bering Mountains, she had been diligently studying offensive and defensive spells. Although she was still a beginner-rank Lehrling, she had already learned a few practical spells. Smoke Wall was one of them.

In addition to Angelina's Smoke Wall, Billie also used the green ring on her finger to release a spike made of vines at a speed comparable to Angelina's.

Whoosh! The spike quickly pierced through the apparition's body.

Originally, Specters were immune to physical damage, but this vine spike didn't seem to be that simple. With a flash of emerald green light, a dark green color appeared on the Specter's body from where it pierced through the Specter's body.

Immediately after, the apparition on the right slowed down and the two apparitions were immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.

"Waterdrop Mist!" A water droplet-shaped icicle appeared in the air. It was a spell cast by Daenie.

Waterdrop Mist was one of the few lethality spells among the beginner-rank water spells. It wasn't a high damage spell, but it was a simplified version of the follow-up high-rank spell, Waterfall. A high-rank Lehrling's Waterfall could be seen as hundreds or even thousands of water droplets, so the damage wasn't just doubled.

"Agility!" Mina cast a very practical spell on him. It was more suitable for attacking than the same type of spell, Lighten. Moreover, it increased agility, which was also a significant improvement for a mid-rank Knecht like Locke.

Bob and Chris rushed forward from the left and right with the Myst Orb in their hands. Because of the Myst Orb, they were the first to react to the situation, but they were afraid of unknown creatures like ghosts, so they only rushed forward after everyone else had made their move.

Locke didn't slow down. The tip of his sword was still pointed at the first apparition that he had his eyes on. The air around him flowed rapidly and a visible white cloud appeared around him. This was a spell Angelina had cast on him.

The cold light of the bright yellow longsword was already closing in on the grey apparition. The green impetus spewed out from the tip of the sword was extremely powerful. The grey apparition could feel the attack that was enough to threaten its life.

"Ah! ~ ~ ~" Another Banshee Howl rang out. The sound waves penetrated through everything. Even the sturdy armor that could provide comprehensive protection could not withstand the damage of this sound wave.

Locke was the person closest to Spectre and also the one who suffered the most damage.

Angelina's Smoke Wall didn't last long before it dissipated. It was only a spell that a beginner-rank Lehrling could learn, so its defensive capabilities were limited.

After blocking about one-third of the Banshee's Howls, the Wall of Smoke and Clouds dispersed.

He quickly drew out the impetus in his body and a green light appeared under his skin, forming a second layer of protection.

However, Banshee's Howl was a soundwave spell, so the impetus barrier didn't have much of an effect on it. He felt a sharp pain in his head and his temples bulged. Suppressing the dizziness in his heart, he raised his longsword and swung it down.

Under Locke's all-out attack, Spectre lost about one-sixth of its body.

Faint gray smoke drifted away. "Ding!" A thumb-sized gray crystal fell to the ground.

After being severely injured, the ghost screamed and quickly flew away from Locke.

Locke didn't chase after it. The aftereffects of the Banshee's Howl were still affecting him. Fortunately, he had taken a will-condensing potion before advancing to a mid-rank Knecht, which increased the amount and purity of his mental power. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as dizziness. Soundwave spells had always been synonymous with remote and tricky spells.

At this time, the other ghost was also entangled by Angelina and the others. Compared to Locke's impetus attack, their endless spells were more difficult for the ghost to resist.

The ghost had originally come back to help, but it didn't expect to fall into the trap.

"Fireball!"

"Water Droplet!"

"Vine Entanglement!"

"Air Arrow!"

"Dispersal Light!"

The spells almost scattered the pitiful specter.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Pieces of grey crystals fell to the ground one after another. After a while, the ghost's size had been reduced to less than a third of its original size.

The grey ghost was almost translucent. It curled up in the corner of the ceiling in the room and dodged spells one after another.

Chris and Bob collected the mystic orbs and protected the five magicians. The attacks of the specters were blocked before they could even get close to the magicians.

However, there were many cracks on the surface of the mystic orbs. The two mystic orbs were only low-ranked magic items, so it was already good enough that they could withstand a few attacks from the ghost.

Seeing this, the ghost that Locke had forced to retreat screamed and rushed towards Angelina and the others, as if she wanted to save her companions.

How could Locke let her do as she wished? He brandished his longsword and rushed forward to stop the ghost from helping her companions.

Bang! Bang! Bang! After a few more spells, the ghost that was besieged by the casters was on the verge of dissipating.

At the top of her wand, an orange fireball revolved. Joaquin chanted a spell with a victorious expression on her face.

The mission this time was a simple one. With five Mages and three Knights surrounding the two low-level Specters, it was a piece of cake for them to deal with two low-level Specters.

Just when Joaquin was about to cast her last spell to get rid of the Specter, something unexpected happened.

"No!" The spirit that was stopped by Locke actually spoke in a human voice. Judging from the tone, it was a female voice.

Locke was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the grey, mist-like ghost to speak in a female voice.

While he was stunned, the grey ghost spun and sped up. It escaped Locke's attack range and rushed towards the ghost that was besieged by the casters.

"Skeletal Wall!" The voice of a woman was filled with determination. The grey apparition stood in front of the dissipating apparition, and a wall made of bones suddenly appeared in mid-air, blocking the spells cast by Joaquin and the others.

After a loud explosion, the bone wall shattered, but Joaquin and the others' spells also dissipated. There was a magic tide in the air, which was caused by several different types of magic explosions in a short period of time.

The two ghosts, one darker and the other lighter, fled out of the room.

"Go after them!" Joaquin shouted.

Their mana reserves were almost depleted, and even their mental power was almost depleted. However, Joaquin believed that the two ghosts were also on their last legs.

Needless to say, one of them was already half-dead, and the other one should be out of mana after casting the magic shield that blocked most of their spells.

Speaking of the magic wall, Joaquin was the most surprised. Low-tier ghosts usually had very weak attack power and could only cast simple sound wave spells. Usually, they relied on their ethereal bodies to rank among the demon beasts. Joaquin had never heard of a low-tier ghost that could cast magic.

Joaquin wasn't mistaken. That Skeletal Wall was definitely Dark Magic, which was a taboo among mages. If there were still mages researching Dark Magic, then Dark Magic was a type of magic that was rejected by all mages who still had humanity.

This was because the conditions to practice black magic were extremely harsh. It required human limbs or the aura of fear and nirvanic exuded during death to assist in the practice.

Other than that, the fact that the Specter could speak also piqued her interest. Under normal circumstances, mutated creatures could only speak human language when they reached the first rank. Some creatures with special talents or precious bloodlines might possess the intelligence of humans before reaching the first rank, but they would at least be at the level of high-level magical beasts.

These two seemingly ordinary ghosts were obviously not one of them.

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