Chapter 147: A Bold Idea

Just as he followed the narrow alley and approached the corner of the street ahead.

Boom... boom...

Whoosh... whoosh...

Zzz... zzz...

The roar of various spells rose and fell one after another, and the fluctuations of source power surged in layers.

Even a large number of spells flew past the entrance of the small alley in front of Gune and Weiya, then exploded in the distance.

"Be careful, don't stick your head out," Weiya whispered.

"Mm, I know."

Gune nodded gently.

At the corner of the wall, Gune observed slightly outward.

In the hazy blood-curtained street, various spells bombarded back and forth.

There were not only spellcasters but also elementalists.

The bombardment of large-scale elemental spells caused lightning, fireballs, ice cones, and wind blades to interweave back and forth.

The ground of the street was blasted full of potholes, riddled with scars; the glass on both sides of the street was almost entirely shattered by the shockwaves of explosive spells, and the walls were covered with traces of spell bombardments, with some walls even collapsed.

From the fluctuations of these casters' elemental spells, Gune could feel that this was a clash between third- and fourth-tier casters.

Ordinary first- and second-tier spellcasters did not have such powerful spells and attack capabilities.

At this moment, the casters engaged in street fighting were not foolish; they all cast spells while hiding.

After throwing a spell, they immediately concealed themselves, and even changed positions from time to time to prevent the enemy from destroying the cover at that position and hitting them.

No one dared to expose themselves within the range covered by both sides' spells.

In this chaotic battle of thirty to forty people, with various spells bombarding alternately in the supernatural battlefield,

Once someone showed their head, they would inevitably be focused on and attacked by those spellcasters.

Even those fifth- and sixth-tier experts were at this moment fighting on the rooftops.

They had no intention of entering the range where both sides could concentrate fire.

"Even with my strong defense, if I get focused by many casters, I'll still die."

Watching the exchange of spells between the two sides, Gune pondered inwardly.

However, Gune, with his extremely high toughness, still had a great advantage on this battlefield.

Three or four, or even five or six powerful spells landing on Gune, he could withstand them.

Even the bombardment of a dozen spells, Gune could still survive, and then rely on his own recovery ability to recover quickly.

As for other spellcasters, with spell shields, they could still withstand three to five powerful spells.

Without the protection of a shield, let alone taking three, four, or five or six spells.

One or two powerful spells hitting them would be enough to render them incapable of continuing to fight in a short time.

Relatively speaking, Gune's survivability was much stronger than that of these conventional casters.

"Those casters on the opposite side, as well as the high-level experts fighting on the rooftops, are all covering Meersha."

"If I don't kill all these guys, it will be difficult to catch up to Meersha, let alone kill her."

Gune looked along the street, and sure enough, a long stretch of the street in sight had its ground blasted to pieces.

Glancing slightly, Gune already saw many hidden spellcasters on the second and third floors opposite, continuously releasing spells in this direction.

And there were also many combat and shadow experts covering these casters.

The long-range striking ability of casters, with their extended reach, had too obvious an advantage in this kind of street fighting.

"The suppression from the casters on the enemy's upper floors is very strong. That's the main reason we can't get through."

"If I also cast spells here like the enemy casters, exchanging fire,"

"at most I would just strengthen our side's spell firepower, nothing more."

"Even if I alone can match five or six third- or fourth-tier spellcasters, it's hard to establish an advantage in a short time."

"Ring magic can blow up buildings well enough, but killing those third- and fourth-rank experts with it is probably a bit difficult."

"I need to leverage my own advantages of durability and terrain-crossing ability, as well as my powerful spell ability to destroy terrain."

As he pondered, a bold yet highly efficient idea rapidly took shape in Gunei's mind.

On this open ground, Gunei found it hard to bring his advantages into play.

If he could enter the floors of the building across the street.

Using his mithril boots, Gunei could easily traverse the terrain and move freely through the complex floors.

At the same time, with the single-second stacking of the Magic Blade Cunning Curse, he could easily blast through walls.

Those third- and fourth-rank spellcasters could do it too, of course.

But certainly not as efficiently as Gunei, who could break through a wall in a second or two.

That way, using the cramped terrain inside the building,

Gunei could actively create one-on-one, one-on-two, or at most one-on-three situations. If there were too many enemies, he wouldn't recklessly break through the wall.

The most important point was this:

Gunei's spell single-second stacking was extremely high, and his own defensive toughness was thick and sturdy, while those enemy spellcasters' bodies were far inferior to his.

Using the terrain to narrow the confrontation to a small-scale "stand-and-fight format," Gunei feared no one in a spell duel.

His spell single-second stacking was higher than theirs.

His physical toughness and damage resistance crushed theirs.

Even if the opponent was a fourth-rank spellcaster, even if they were from the Combat or Shadow systems,

Gunei could still win with a significant advantage.

With plenty of life spring water, as long as he didn't die, Gunei could quickly recover and be as lively as ever.

Of course, this approach wasn't without risk; there was even a possibility of death.

Fortunately, Gunei had no shortage of life-saving measures.

If he really encountered a top-tier fourth-rank expert and couldn't win, or even faced a certain death from being ganged up on, Gunei could still pull out some things to show them. But here in the duel, those special measures obviously couldn't be used.

"The current spell duel is very stalemated. If I don't break the situation soon, under their cover, Meisha might run far away in a little while."

After carefully weighing it back and forth twice and confirming the plan was highly feasible, Gunei looked at Weiya and spoke.

"Weiya, I'm going to the street across, then climb to the second and third floors to find the enemy casters up there."

"What? Go to the building across?"

Weiya was startled at first, then her face darkened.

"Are you going to your death?"

"No time to explain too much. You need to know, since I dare to go, I definitely have enough means to escape. Those experts can't kill me."

"I know your spirit helmet has very strong defensive capabilities. Can you contract-summon one for me to use? That way, my safety will be raised another level." Gunei said in a deep voice.

"Don't go. I won't give it to you. I know you want to kill Meisha, but this kind of thing can't be rushed. The more you rush, the easier it is to make mistakes." Weiya's tone was very firm.

Gunei wanted to say more, but seeing Weiya like this, it was clear she wouldn't give him the spirit helmet to let him "go to his death."

"I shouldn't have told her my plan. If I'd just asked her for the helmet directly, she'd have been more likely to give it to me."

"I know she means well for me, but... it's so frustrating!"

"If you won't give it to me, then I'll just have to go like this." Gunei spread his hands.

Saying this, Gunei cast another Blood Shield on himself.

Equipment shields like the Magic Shield Necklace have a 24-hour constant property, decaying after 24 hours. Inputting source energy three times a day—morning, noon, and evening—can maintain the long-term constant property of such shield equipment.

The level 1 Blood Shield wasn't high enough to have a long-term "constant" property.

Within half an hour, the Blood Shield could remain "constant," after which it would decay.

After recasting a Blood Shield, the constant time would reset to half an hour.

As soon as Gunei moved, Weiya directly blocked his path.

"Are you really sure?" Weiya's clear eyes looked at Gunei.

"If you give me the spirit helmet, I'd be more sure." Gunei said.