135 The Tale of a Certain Resentful Wife

|| A slight curl appeared at the corner of her mouth. Without even flinching, she watched as the barbarian horned beast charged straight at her.

Crack. A faint snapping sound rang out. The strength of the berserk barbarian horned beast was indeed not to be underestimated. Though its run-up was short, the impact was enough to crack the reinforced earth-element magical barrier in front of her, leaving a visible fracture.

Seeing this, the barbarian horned beast grinned fiercely, baring its teeth. It quickly gathered energy on its twin horns. Born with the ability to manipulate wind elements, it began to concentrate them on its horns. Soon, a pale white glow emanated from them, looking especially striking against the deep night sky.

But this scene was far from pleasing in her eyes. The beast’s lecherous gaze and hostile expression clearly signaled trouble. Add to that the wind energy gathering on its horns—it was obvious it was about to unleash a powerful attack. Clenching her teeth and steeling her resolve, she immediately withdrew her earth-element magic barrier. The earth elements, guided by her magical energy, instantly transferred to the barbarian horned beast still concentrating its wind power.

The beast sensed the danger and struggled to break free from her control, but the seemingly sticky, harmless earth elements clung to its body and rapidly dried and hardened as if struck by a thunderbolt.

Its entire lower body was encased in a rigid, sculpture-like block of earth magic fused to the ground, rendering it immobile. Only then did the barbarian horned beast begin to panic. No matter how formidable its horns were, they were useless if it couldn’t strike the enemy. Reluctantly, it dispersed the nearly formed wind elements and attached them to its only movable upper body. Its two hard fists swung repeatedly, smashing the pale golden elements flying toward it, trying to buy time for its berserk comrades completing their frenzy behind it.

But time was not something it could stall. As one of the few remaining earth mages in the world, she would never allow her foes to succeed so easily.

With a bright smile, she walked toward the trapped barbarian horned beast, her right hand continuously drawing pale golden earth-element magic from the air. Gradually, this magic coalesced into a spherical object in her palm just as she reached the beast’s side.

“Surprise.”

The clear female voice rang out. The beast, drenched in sweat from fending off the earth elements, suddenly felt as if it had been slapped hard across the face. Shocked by the silent, unexpected strike, its attack faltered for a split second.

In that brief pause, the earth elements surrounding it seized the opening. From angles invisible to the human eye, they raised a broad, grinning face and swiftly pressed against the beast’s body.

Puff, puff, slap, slap.

The barbarian horned beast only heard the sound of mud-like slaps against its skin before its vision darkened, its body stiffened, and it froze like a statue, its role as cannon fodder fulfilled.

Almost simultaneously, all the barbarian horned beasts guarding the gates of Aecasia were transformed into earth-made sculptures of various forms—exquisitely detailed and lifelike. Anyone who looked closely would notice even the eyelashes and body hair were carved with astonishing precision.

Having completed this grand masterpiece, she panted heavily. Though her body was indeed stronger than before, she felt like a muscular boxer with brute strength but lacking skill and practice. She had won the match through sheer force without strategy. The difference was, boxers had halftime breaks; unfortunately, she had no time to rest.

Glancing back at Huan Luo, who had stepped out of the shadows and stood ready, she took a deep breath to calm herself. Then, once again, she raised her right hand toward the sky, palm up. Within her palm, she had already sketched a miniaturized version of a large-scale magic array using magical energy.

This was a portable magic array she had developed while confined in Huan Luo’s room out of boredom. She reduced the intricate patterns, symbols, and characters of a large magic array into a smaller form in her palm. Symbols that couldn’t be shrunk were replaced with similar ones or omitted altogether. Within a certain range, these adjustments wouldn’t prevent the array’s activation, though its power would be somewhat diminished. The process was time-consuming and required constant magical energy to maintain the array’s operation.

Such a task seemed foolish to most, but at this moment, she truly appreciated the usefulness of something she had researched during idle hours. After all, she was in Aecasia now, and saving even a minute could mean the difference between life and death.

Closing her eyes, she tilted her face slightly upward to the sky, murmuring a complex incantation continuously. As her chant spread, the abundant earth elements beneath Aecasia were fully activated, swirling joyfully around her.

A golden light extended rapidly from her palm, illuminating a magic array in the night sky.

Boom.

Another tremendous explosion erupted in Aecasia—not an earthquake, but the earth figures resembling her rising from underground. Though made of earth, these figures were no ordinary dirt. Impact could only cause surface cracks, never break them, for as long as earth existed, they could regenerate endlessly. They were immune to electricity, as they did not conduct it; fire could only char their bodies black; wind had no effect on them—for reasons the author chose not to explain.

Suddenly, Aecasia descended into chaos.

Not only were these earth figures impervious to damage, but they could also move and throw punches. While they could only strike nearby beasts within arm’s reach and the blows were not very painful, they still vexed the beasts greatly. Regardless of where these earth figures emerged, their size, or how closely they resembled her, they all marched uniformly toward a single destination—the residence of Lancelot, the second prince of the beasts.