Chapter 107 - Looted

Cyril watched the Giant Wraiths struggle against the Elite Warriors of the Elven Race.

Just like what Druindar mentioned, they are indeed very strong but not enough to break the defenses they've made.

Together with the Elves' Defensive Array, Holy Artifacts, and Elemental Magic Spells, they are able to hold on and not lose against the Giant Wraiths…

"Hmm?"

Cyril was about to leave the place but he suddenly realized that the swords that the Giant Wraiths dropped to the ground had turned small and completely black like they have lost their energy.

However, he can still feel faint energy coming from them…

"An Artifact?!"

He thought that those words are just some kind of manifestation of their energies… However, he still underestimated these Giant Wraiths as they were actually wielding a type of Artifacts…

There are even 20 of them in front of him!

"Incredible… I need to at least take some of them…" Cyril knows that weapons that are being used by such a powerful magical creature shouldn't be bad at all.

Clang! Clang!

A total of two swords now dropped to the ground… However, the elves ignored these couple of swords as if they were afraid that they will be corrupted if they accidentally touched them.

Of course, Cyril was different he wanted to find an opportunity to take them…

"Eh? There's more of them coming here?"

Cyril felt about 50 more giant wraiths rushing to the Town…

"Crap! Where's the commander?! There are too many of them… We might have to activate ten defense Arrays at this rate!"

The leader of the wall defenders exclaimed as he also felt the presence of the giant wraiths…

Cyril was now ready to help them since he also realized that at this rate, these guards would probably die if he didn't do something.

He can't allow the elves to lose…

'But… Should I wait until some of them die?' Cyril thought for a moment but immediately erased such a cruel idea.

Though he wanted to gain the trust of the elves and make them his laborer someday, he felt that it is still better for them to be saved as quickly as possible. After all, there is also the Black Lion on the other side of the town.

'Xagan---'

As Cyril was about to spend a few days of his life, he suddenly felt a powerful aura behind him.

A beautiful elf, not any less than Princess Ava, stood on top of a tower as she aim her bow to the location of the incoming wraiths…

Twang!

The female elf archer released her blinding arrow… It carried a magnificent aura and blinded not only the nearby Giant Wraiths but also the Elite Elves…

Boom!

A powerful explosion stopped the advance of the 50 wraiths from afar. However, the Archer was also weakened after that shot…

"Eh? That's it? Just a single shot?"

Cyril couldn't help it.

He already considered the archer as a modern tank and was about to praise her. However, she just collapsed on the tower after shooting that single arrow! It is such an unreliable trump card!

"Perhaps she's using an Artifact above her level?" Cyril made a guess but it didn't really matter.

The Wraiths only stopped for a moment. Only seven of them were injured from that explosion...

The Elite Elves were still in danger…

"Aaagh!"

"My arm—"

"Everyone! Concentrate! The Array can stop them."

"We have enough Holy Artifacts! We'll use them all now!"

Maybe due to nervousness, some of the defending elves failed to properly protect themselves as they were either beaten to death or heavily injured. The Arrays didn't manage to protect them fast enough!

The leader looked at Cyril who was previously together with Commander Druindar… He doesn't know anything about Cyril but since he was brought here, he must've some purpose here, right?

After seeing this, Cyril can no longer wait…

"Xagan! Let's complete the deal now. I'll spend my three days."

"Good choice… I'll accept your offer!"

As soon as they completed their transaction, Xagan's oppressive aura spread throughout the whole village.

This aura doesn't feel extremely evil… However, it felt suffocating as if they were being submerged in water.

On the other hand, the Giant Wraiths felt entirely different…

They felt like they are being extinguished for a moment! They felt an Aura of a higher being that shouldn't even be existing on this island!

Just like what Xagan said, the Giant Wraiths that were planning to kill the elves immediately backed away and some of them even dropped their swords…

These swords also turned small...

"This aura…"

"S-sir… Is it you?"

"May we know how to address you, Sir?"

"He's a human… Maybe he can't understand?"

"What? He's talking to Commander Druindar just now."

"Ah… That's true."

Seeing that the Giant Wraiths have finally retreated, they all started to look at Cyril, the source of that oppressive aura.

"Hmm… That was indeed a bit of my skill. You can just call me Cyril… Those Giant Wraiths shouldn't be thinking of coming back here again for several months unless you guys truly provoked them again."

"Incredible… So you are that Cyril. We've heard of your name already, human. It is my pleasure to meet you finally. I'm Virion, the Captain of this town's guards. I would like to thank you for helping us… However, it seems that the Black Lion is still causing a rampage on the other side."

"It's fine… You can assist them. As for the gift, how about I take all of the things left behind by the Wraiths just now?"

Cyril finally mentioned his true intention.

Virion sighed in relief after hearing Cyril's request.

"Of course… You can take all of them!"

All items coming from the Wraiths were something they disdained. Even if they decided to collect them, it would just be for the sake of not letting the Wraith use them again

"Great!"

Cyril excitedly collected the weapons and soon, his empty dimensional storage space now has a total of eight black swords!

Though Cyril doesn't have any Appraiser Artifact yet, he can guarantee that these swords have already reached the level of a Rank-B Artifact or perhaps, even a Rank-A!