Not much was left for combat.
The Flash Potion and Fire Lotus Potion had all been traded for Dragon Blood.
Both were major trump cards, but they were already spent.
Not only were they troublesome to make, but they were also very expensive.
Shu Yue hadn’t had that much money before.
After backing off, she felt the reserves in the small pouch at her waist.
It wasn’t that she didn’t have the habit of hoarding—these two items were simply too difficult to produce.
‘This is enough. Right now I only have a few bottles of Alchemical Magic Potion for combat, but…’
Check complete, Shu Yue stepped forward again.
The people who had blocked her before were all killed.
The person before them killed without blinking—charging in would only buy time by dying.
The Tier 0 guards didn’t dare stop her; they had already seen too many of their companions’ fates.
“Go, all of you go!”
Seeing these cowards, Belang furiously gave the order.
The Tier 0 guards exchanged glances and finally steeled themselves to advance, but they had already lost all aggression, focusing entirely on how to block Shu Yue’s sword.
Shu Yue’s sword had no technique to speak of—she swung it wildly like a child at play, just slightly better than that.
But her strength was simply too great.
They couldn’t understand it: their own battle‑hardened bodies were more than twice the size of Shu Yue’s slender, petite frame, yet she far surpassed them in strength.
She wasn’t even injured.
Shu Yue felt no pleasure, because the true enemy hadn’t died yet.
She cut them down easily—those she touched were wounded, those she struck died.
Everything felt extremely counter‑intuitive—she didn’t look tall or strong, yet each sword stroke could fell two people.
Shu Yue used her robe to block the blood spraying into the air.
She had no guilt.
These people were protecting her enemy—that meant they were aiding the wicked and deserved to die.
Swords and blades clashed with crisp explosions, sparks blooming.
The surrounding air seemed stirred up, stirring sharp wind currents.
The Pangzi guard was secretly alarmed.
He felt Shu Yue’s strength was almost unchanged from the very beginning—didn’t this woman ever tire?
The most important point in a war of attrition was that one’s own stamina had to surpass the opponent’s.
Shu Yue chose this fighting style precisely because she carried Dragon Blood and was an Alchemist.
Her Spirituality was enough to sustain her in driving Magic Power through her Mana Circuit for a long time.
As long as the Mana Circuit didn’t melt down, her strength could be maintained at about ninety percent.
At the level of flesh and blood, her Dragon Blood‑enhanced body was no longer comparable to ordinary humans.
The dual guarantee of her Silver Dragon Bloodline and powerful Spirituality gave her the confidence to fight a war of attrition.
Although she didn’t know much about Magic Element Armor, she understood that the Protective Magic Power of the armor needed to be supplied by the wearer.
By continuously applying pressure and forcing Belang to maintain his Protective Magic Power, she could drain his Magic Power, and he would eventually be unable to hold out.
Once he lost Magic Power supply, the Magic Element Armor was no more than a sealed tin can.
Shu Yue didn’t rush to break through the defenses and attack Belang, because she noticed that Belang’s control over the Magic Element Armor was extremely crude.
He didn’t know how to conserve Magic Power at all, maintaining the protective effect throughout, which had already consumed most of his Magic Power.
Belang watched the two of them clashing, grinding his teeth.
Shu Yue maintained a three‑person line, confronting him across the Pangzi guard, giving them no chance to flank her.
Seeing Shu Yue so close yet having no angle to attack, Belang grew frantic.
“Damned bitch!”
In his eyes, all he needed to do was command his pawns.
Without talent, he thought a glorious Noble didn’t need to fight personally.
With his strength, he definitely couldn’t beat Shu Yue.
Belang had always looked down on such things—in his view, a noblewoman’s value lay only in marriage.
He had never seen any noblewoman change her fate through magical talent.
It wasn’t until Emily revealed her Tier 3 prowess that he first felt a desire for individual strength.
But that desire was far outweighed by his lust for power.
What he wanted was the vast authority of his father, Baron Leicester—strength wasn’t important; what mattered was the power to control everything!
At this moment, however, he felt a deep helplessness.
His desire for strength began to surpass his obsession with power.
Belang suddenly realized he was wrong—power does not bring strength, but strength can breed power.
His gaze toward Shu Yue grew fervent again.
If it hadn’t been for Anna, he wouldn’t have known the source of Shu Yue’s extraordinary strength.
And now that he knew everything, he believed he could possess this same strength himself—and even become stronger!
Yes, he was a noble of high birth, his bloodline far superior to this commoner.
If he obtained this power, he would only become stronger, maybe even a Viscount.
Shu Yue noticed that fervent gaze.
She turned her head to look at Belang and found him staring at her through the gaps in his faceplate with an extremely perverted expression.
‘Disgusting.’
‘On the surface, my identity is still that of a man, right? This guy actually dares to stare at a man with such naked greed in public?’
Her gaze swept across the corpses strewn around…
Well, there weren’t many people left.
Silently cursing in her heart, Shu Yue’s sword remained fierce.
She didn’t intend to drag this out.
The longer it took, if anyone came to help, it would only work against her.
She pulled a white test tube from under her robe and smashed it hard at the Pangzi guard.
Pangzi instinctively swung his blade, cutting the glass tube in half.
The next moment, he regretted it.
The concentrated white substance expanded instantly, turning into a hazy white mist that covered a five‑meter radius.
Pangzi hurriedly rushed out of the mist.
He still remembered the scene where Shu Yue had ignited white smoke and caused a great fire, and had personally seen the tall guard’s miserable state.
Without Protective Magic Power, if he were ignited, he would probably be roasted alive like a suckling pig, sizzling with oil as he died in extreme pain.
But this time, Shu Yue didn’t flee the mist.
Instead, she charged into it.
Relying on her three‑dimensional memory of the space in her mind, she moved in a blind state, circling behind Belang while pulling out a bottle of deep blue Alchemical Magic Potion.
Belang had just burst out of the white mist and hadn’t had time to catch his breath when he sensed something wrong.
He was about to turn around, but Shu Yue was already standing before him, holding up the blue bottle.
The bottle stopper was already open.
The deep blue liquid flew out like clear water, splitting into countless transparent ribbons that wrapped around the Magic Element Armor at incredible speed.
The bottle was only the size of a fist, but the water inside seemed endless.
In less than a second, the water ribbons formed a huge spherical water mass.
[Water Prison Sealing Spell]—a Tier 2 Constructed Spell!
This was Shu Yue’s preparation for today.
She couldn’t construct it herself in a short time, so she paid a considerable price to hire a Tier 2 Mage, using the Star Tempering Art to refine the spell.
Originally, the construction time was extremely long and the effect wasn’t outstanding, but after Star Tempering Art treatment, the incantation was nearly instant, with only a 0.1‑second reaction time.
She chose this spell because it could exist for a long time.
The Mage only needed to complete the construction and then leave, without worrying about the Star Tempering Art being detected.
Watching the water prison take shape, Shu Yue felt a pang of distress.
The cost of a Tier 2 Constructed Spell was slightly lower than that of the Flash and Fire Lotus Potions, but not by much.
But for the safety of this trip, she had to sacrifice such external things as money.
To an Alchemist, gold and silver were just numbers.
Once she became a Grandmaster Alchemist, she could refine as much gold as she wanted—though that kind of gold glowed at night, felt hot to the touch, and caused discomfort after prolonged contact, it was not much different from real gold.
As for whether others had problems using it, that wasn’t her concern.
Back to the main point.
After the water prison formed, Belang reacted and tried to break free.
But the water prison was made of high‑concentration Magic Power; struggling against it wouldn’t work.
He could only be continuously compressed inside, unless he used strong Magic Power to forcibly break through.
Unfortunately, Belang was merely a “pseudo‑Tier 2” stacked by the Magic Element Armor; he had no ability to break the water prison.
However, this spell was easy to break from the outside—by cutting off the circulation of the water ribbons.
Therefore, until Belang’s Magic Power was fully drained, Shu Yue would never let anyone destroy the water prison.
She shifted her gaze from Belang, who was struggling madly inside the water prison, to the Pangzi guard who was coming to help.
The remaining three or four Tier 0 guards had already cowered back, terrified of Shu Yue, and dared not follow.
Without time to command his men, Pangzi had to fight alone.
Fortunately, he was at the late stage of Tier 1.
With the enhancement of his Mana Circuit, his speed and strength were only thirty percent weaker than Shu Yue’s, so he wouldn’t be instantly killed.
Shu Yue no longer intended to hold back.
The only person on site who could possibly destroy the water prison was this guy.
Once he was dead, the remaining Tier 0 guards were nothing but weeds, easily cut down.
But just as she thought that, a strange sound came from behind her.
She turned to look.
The originally intact spherical water prison had been bent out of shape.
The next moment, all the water lost its restraint and crashed to the ground under gravity.
At the same time, Pangzi’s blade slashed toward her.
Angered, Shu Yue hacked fiercely to parry the greatsword, then turned to block an iron fist blasted by the Magic Element Armor.
The longsword in her hand trembled violently.
Before she could figure out what had happened, she felt an enormous force strike her left waist.
Her entire body was sent flying, wrapped in a cyan wind sphere, hurtling over thirty meters until she slammed heavily into the trunk of a Gray Giant Pine, shaking the whole tree.
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