Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 44: Making Enemies

Chapter 44: Making Enemies

"Ding, your Weakening Spell caused 2+7 points of strength reduction to the target, leaving Bloodhand Kahn with 9 strength points."

"Ding, your Fireball Spell dealt 8+7 damage to Bloodhand Kahn, with 4 points of damage mitigated by magic resistance, dealing a total of 11 damage."

"Bloodhand Kahn's remaining health is 4, and he is now in a severely wounded state."

Matthew couldn't help but enjoy dealing with warriors like Bloodhand Kahn who recklessly charged straight ahead.

Almost every practical spellcaster guide listed a bunch of spells specifically designed to counter and prevent clumsy warriors from getting close.

Then, using spells like Weakening Spell, these types of spells could diminish their strength and speed, quickly followed by an assault of damage-dealing spells.

At that point, the opponent would either be dead or crippled!

"Helping Leon change his fate could earn me a Fate Coin."

"Killing Bloodhand Kahn in advance also changes his fate in a way, so I should get a 'reward,' right?"

Just as Matthew was about to raise his hand for the finishing blow, ready to add to his dwindling stash of Fate Coins,

A blue light suddenly flashed across Bloodhand Kahn's chest, and his charred, hulking body abruptly vanished.

"Teleportation Spell!!"

Matthew's pupils contracted slightly as he stopped casting his spell and instinctively checked his status panel, noting that his Luck Value was "-1," effectively eliminating any danger.

As thoughts raced through Matthew's mind about what had happened to Bloodhand Kahn,

He realized this was likely an automated Teleportation Spell set by at least a high-level spellcaster on Bloodhand Kahn or his equipment.

As long as Bloodhand Kahn wasn't killed instantly and there wasn't a Dimensional Anchor spell to restrict space magic, he would be teleported to a predetermined location.

The cost of such an effect was quite expensive.

Maintaining a constant Teleportation Spell was just as difficult as crafting high-quality magical equipment.

The materials alone cost 5,000 gold coins per activation!

And there was a significant failure rate—even an enchanter only had a one-third chance of success.

More importantly, this was a consumable item that had to be recharged after each use.

Bloodhand Kahn, as a mid-tier warrior, didn't have the money or the means to employ such techniques.

The only possible explanation was that the Pfizer Merchant Guild was behind this!

But the problem was, even with Bloodhand Kahn as a mid-tier warrior, his life wasn't worth the effort and expense for Pfizer to go to such lengths...

"Could it be that the Pfizer Merchant Guild knows about Bloodhand Kahn's future achievements and potential?"

"No, if they were that powerful, after all these years of business, they would've already taken control of Big Apple City..."

"The only possibility is that the Pfizer Merchant Guild did something to Bloodhand Kahn..."

"Could it be..."

Matthew pondered for a while and decided to temporarily put this doubt aside, rubbing his temples in slight frustration.

"I've made an enemy of the Pfizer Merchant Guild now; I need to prepare for this sooner rather than later..."