Ismoley continued his unstoppable attack. Steam of smoke came out from his mouth every time he exhaled to pounce and swipes more and more in order to kill the enemy.

He needed not to show any mercy at this type of person who had a scary strength. With this type of opponent, it's not always that chances like this would appear before him.

Right now, his mind was so focused on defeating this enemy.

The heavy rain started to become lighter.

His fur was drenched.

The blood, dirt, and rainwater had mixed together and splattering around every time he swipes his massive arms.

Yeman was receiving these attacks barehanded. If not because of the soul energy that envelops his arms, his arms had probably long detached from his body.

The holes that had been created due to Ismoley's relentless attacks become larger and larger. Not far from them, his comrades were getting excited as they were watching at him raining attacks to the enemy who had no chance to return even a single hit.

The woman whose body covered in black cloths was sending a sigh. She wanted to be the one to finish this person who slanders the royal family's name.

She was not even using her full strength yet. But Ismoley took the chance ahead from her.

She realized that this enemy was undoubtedly no backup from the guardian guild. She must call those people who were hiding around the area. They really thought that this person had recruited some guardians. But it looks like he did not.

Anyway, the fight would not last long.

But before she could send a signal for retreat. The area was illuminated by a burst of flash. It was so bright and white that their eyes almost lost their vision.

And the one who received this flash on his face could only see white in his eyes.

The woman and three paralyze comrades were staring at where the flash came from. It came from the hole where Ismoley and their enemy were in a brawl.

While Ismoley was raining attacks to Yeman, he noticed that the person who received his attacks was holding something in his hand. Not just that, although he received his fury attacks, there was no evidence of fear or being afraid on his face.

Yeman was waiting for this moment. He certainly was surprised by this enemy's technique of false charging. But this enemy made the biggest mistake in his life. To bring the fight in a melee.

Before coming to this place. He already had stored all the necessary items that could help him in the upcoming fight. He stocked his storage with military equipment.

He was thinking of grenade but he believes that maybe it won't take much damage to this type of enemy who uses magical energy to protect themselves. So instead of grenade, he stocked flashbang and smoke grenade.

These two types of grenade might not be explosive but they were strategically useful in a fight.

After he unpinned the flash bang that he took from his storage. The burst of flash took Ismoley's vision. After that, Ismoley felt something pierced him at the chest.

A minute after the blinding flash, the four people were watching someone slowly climbing from the pit hole.

He was dragging something — or maybe someone — in his hand. After they identified the person's identity, all of them had shocked expressions written on their faces.

"How come?"

"How did it happened?"

"Why...?"

"This is...so untrue..."

Each of them muttered and were flabbergasted.

Their enemy was dragging the bloody lifeless unmoving body of human form Ismoley.

And their enemy? That person was unharmed!

They could not believe what happened. Just a moment ago that Ismoley was going for the kill. But now, the outcome had reversed.

How come — that it was Ismoley who got killed?

And what was that blinding flash thing a moment ago?

None of them knew.

After killing the mole-man, Yeman received massive experience points and leveled up. And he noticed that his stats increased greatly. Maybe because of that passive skill that known as Blessing. He also received quite a number of soul points and collected 1 soul.

His health points, stamina and etc... went back in a full state.

Right now, he felt stronger than before. Standing before his enemy, he threw the corpse of Ismoley towards his comrade.

Finally, Gale-Cutter and the other realized that they could already move.

Gale-Cutter rushed towards Ismoley's body who was fairly covered by blood, dirt, and rainwater.

"Ismoley! Heh, dude, wake up!"

He tried to call his name but, the lying corpse did not react. Of course it could not. As a man who values his friends. He was furious that his friend got killed.

Three giant wind blades appeared above Gale-Cutter's head.

He was angry, he needed to avenge his friend. He needed to kill that guy who killed his friend! His body was suddenly enveloped by massive energy.

Giant Wind Disc Cutter!

It was different from his exploding circular blade.

Three giant discs of wind flew towards Yeman.

But Yeman felt something odd on these three wind discs. He stood still unmoving on his spot and the three wind disc passed by without hitting him.

Question marks floated above the head of the people around, even Yeman was surprised. This person they called Gale-Cutter had a bad aim!

It looks like if no help of his mark he had difficulty in hitting his target, although his attacks were strong.

Ray Boy and Markis also followed up with their attacks. But with a little twist of his body, he dodges every attack coming from them.

They noticed the woman was standing still. They asked her what's the problem. She said that she didn't receive any reply from those people hiding everywhere.

Hearing her worries, Yeman chuckled which reached their ears. He told them not to bother looking for those people who already gone.

They were doubtful of his words. But when Yeman flicked his fingers. About 200 people step out of the bushes around the area where the fighting. They step out with hideous laughter on their faces and surrounded them.

They were calling that guy as their lord.

After that, with the help of the woman in cloth. She ordered them to escape. Yeman decided to not pursue them because if he did, there's a risk that some of his people would be killed.

He also ordered his men to return to his domain. And now only him and the woman remained in that place.

He knew that that woman did not even use her full strength yet. Like him, she also chose to retreat her comrades to avoid further victims from her side.

Yeman rushed to attack the woman without a second thought.

But his attacks could not deal damage to her. Or more specifically, they could not hit her. She said that physical attacks were useless against a golden stage magician who could fuse themselves with nature.

That woman's body turned into water! This the reason why a silver rank magician would never able to defeat a golden rank magician. They have high physical defense and high magical attack.

That's why she was unaffected by his attacks. And it looks like that the cloth that covered her body was some kind of artifact that could increase her defense and negate magical attacks.

Yeman found it troublesome. She was almost unbeatable.

His Finger Bullet was classified as a physical attack, so, it did not affect her water body. But when Yeman covered his fist with soul energy, he was able to hit her, although not strong enough because she was able to twist her body before the punch fully hit her.

Yeman noticed an insignia in her body when she dodge his attack. But he decided to not care of it and fucosed himself in the fight.

After that attack, she became more careful and attack him at a distance. Yeman used all means to avoid her attacks.

Even though she was at the golden stage already, it was not long yet that she breakthrough in this rank. So she did not learn yet some strong techniques for a golden rank magician.

She was having a hard time dealing with him. Her enemy was so fast and it looks like, his body knows no tiredness. It almost several hours that had passed but none of them dealt a solid hit to each other.

They seemed like on the same strength, but the woman was slightly stronger than him. Since the gap of rank was too wide. And Yeman was not good at using his soul energy yet.

The rain had long since stopped.

When the noise of chicken first heard by them. It signaled them that it's already dawn in the morning. They decided to stop and continued the fight in their next encounter.

Gale-Cutter and the others were able to escape. He was carrying the lifeless body of his friend Ismoley.

He was crying. Never in their wildest dream that the mission would result like this. And how come that their counter-ambush strategy had failed?

Markis and Ray Boy remained quiet. They could not able to perform well in that mission. That target of them was very different from their last mission.

This mission, they would never ever forget for the rest of their life.

It was an utter failure.

Right now, they were riding a carriage traveling back to the city.

They glanced at the corpse of Ismoley with solemn expressions.

Suddenly, they noticed his finger twitched. The three of them look at each other. Their heartbeat becomes faster.

"I-Ismoley, dude, don't scare us like that. Don't worry, we promised to avenge you." Gale-Cutter nervously muttered.

"Yes, yes. Ismoley b-bro," Ray Boy added.

"P-Please, rest in peace..." Markis also muttered.

But, they saw Ismoley's eyes move and about to open. The three shrieked and jumped to each other.

"He became undead!"

Gale-Cutter shouted.

The coachman was wondering what these guys shouting about.

Ismoley coughed. They noticed the wristband on his wrist turned into a stone and broke into pieces.

Ismoley glanced around him and noticed his comrades hugging to each other while staring at him with wide eyes.

"....."

"What are you guys doing?" He asked.

"Eh? He talked?" Ray Boy sub-consciously asked.

"You are not dead?" Markis followed.

"Heaven and hell did not accept you?"

Gale-Cutter asked with an ashen face.

Ismoley was wondering what these people were saying. He also was surprised to see himself inside the carriage. He asked about the mission.

"I see. So I died, huh." He said with an unbelievable face.

"No, your alive, you even talking to us right now! Don't tell us you are a ghost!" Gale-Cutter shouted to him.

Ismoley glanced at the broken wristband which turned into a stone. He told them that the wristband revived him, this wristband was known as 'Wristband of Strength and Revival'. It was an artifact that boosts his strength and defense, and with the special effect of revival. But it only could be used once. After the owner died, it turned into a stone and break.

It was their family's ancient treasure which passes down from their ancestors.

The three sighed in relief.

They directly went into the guild and reported about their missions.