When the next day arrived, it was said that at least five or six hundred people had left overnight!

Bang!!

In the basement.

A loud slapping sound, accompanied by an angry roar, rang out:

"That damn assailant has attacked us again! And we still haven't found any clues about them! Tell me! Why is this happening?"

The Soldier Commander of Aire City, a Great Warrior with the strength of a Level 15 Adventurer, smashed the entire wooden table to pieces with one slap.

Bang.

A piece of iron that was originally placed on the table fell to the ground.

It also had a few lines inscribed on it.

"Those who anger the heavens will surely suffer divine punishment!

The third calamity shall begin from here!

Mortal! Are you ready to embrace death?"

"It's not entirely without discoveries.

At least, we know that the attack is being launched at us from over twenty kilometers above the sky. Perhaps we should have some Casters standby frequently in the sky to look for that assailant."

Someone else gently reminded.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The sky over twenty kilometers above, is that a place where ordinary people can stay?

The air is thin there, and the weather is extremely cold.

Even Grand Mage Nan Jia wouldn't be able to last more than an hour or two before his Magic Power would be exhausted, causing him to fall from the sky! Let alone others! If not controlled well, they might directly fall to their death!"

The Commander roared furiously, glaring at the person who just spoke, a financial officer in the city.

"... How terrifying is this? The assailant still has to cast such cataclysmic Magic at this altitude. Aren't they afraid of running out of Magic Power and falling to their death?"

"The other party should have a Magic Artifact that allows them to fly."

"Even if it's a Magic Artifact, there isn't one that can allow long-term flight tens of kilometers up in the sky!"

"Then... could the assailant be a Legend?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the temperature of the entire basement seemed to drop several degrees, and everyone was speechless for a moment.

They simply didn't know how to respond.

If it really were a Legendary Level Caster targeting them, they seemed to have... only a dead-end.

But why would a dignified Legend use such despicable tactics?

And who, after all, had offended such a formidable individual?

Many people couldn't help but shift their gaze to the Viscount Ireland and his wife.

The couple looked very unwell at the moment, their expressions extremely haggard, having grown large patches of white hair overnight, even though they had been around forty years old.

Their two children sat gloomily beside their parents, not saying a word.

Seemingly sensing the stares, the Countess of Ireland's face turned pale, and she said angrily:

"How many times have I said it! This matter has absolutely nothing to do with me and Ireland! What's with those looks of yours?

Has the person sent to my father's place not returned yet?"

"Madam, we didn't say it was related to you! Also, according to the schedule, it would take at least three to four more days for someone to come from your father's place.

But if I may speak frankly, even so, it would still be very difficult for us to find the assailant."

"Stop making excuses here for your incompetence! Just wait! Once the people sent by my father arrive, they will definitely find that damn assailant and then kill him!"

The Viscountess shouted furiously.

But the expressions of others were a bit indifferent.

Kill the assailant? Kill a Caster close to Legendary Level? Only someone as ignorant as you would think that.

For the moment, they didn't know how to deal with the assailant either, so they simply instructed everyone to concentrate more, to shoot down fireballs from a higher place!

At the same time, prepare follow-up defensive measures.

On the second day.

The entire city was in a panic, with noticeably fewer pedestrians on the streets compared to before, at least 80 to 90% less; only a few residents remained outside.

The shadow of a possible attack shrouded everyone's heart.

The whole day, everyone lived in fear and anxiety.

Even though there was no attack today, many people still left.

On the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day.

No attacks were encountered.

The streets slowly regained some pedestrians, who displayed slightly hard smiles and greeted each other.

Then, they collectively started comforting one another, self-deceptively:

"The weather is nice today! Looks like it'll be another peaceful day."

"Hahaha! Isn't it just! I think that assailant must have been driven away by Lord Viscount! Just think! Even Grand Mage Nan Jia reportedly was mobilized then!"

"Yes! I think so too! No matter how powerful an assailant, how could they compare with Lord Viscount who has an army?"

"Hahaha! That's right! The assailant is gone! We are safe!"

The soldiers nearby couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the orders they received indicated no intention of the assailant leaving!

But they couldn't bear to shatter the residents' fantasies, as breaking their sweet dreams might bring about a despair no one wished to see!

..........

Above ten thousand meters high, a Great Mage clad in black robes stood tall, occasionally scanning the surroundings.

He was a Great Mage from the home of the Viscountess's father, here to aid the Count and Countess of Ireland.

It was already the second day since he had arrived here.

He and several other Great Mages were on constant patrol in turns at ten thousand meters, but so far to no avail.

At this moment, his Magic Power was nearly exhausted, and he frowned, descending slowly, preparing to switch with the other Great Mages.

But at that moment, the sky changed color, and as he looked up, he saw a bright red fireball, tinged with a bit of yellow, falling!

"It's here!"

The Great Mage's pupils contracted, and while descending, he launched an Ice Ball Skill directly!

The fireball collided with the ice ball, exploding once again into countless fire rains falling towards the ground!

And at this time, the Casters on the ground, as well as the Hunters, became tense and launched their attacks, completely scattering patches of the fiery rain.

Many disappeared completely before actually hitting the ground.

Some that did fall were blocked by some soldiers with specially made mud umbrellas.

Just like that, a disaster was actually blocked!

This prompted many of the hiding residents to rush outside and cheer.

It also stopped some from wanting to flee.

The soldiers took this time to advise every household, telling the residents that Lord Viscount had invited two Great Mages from the old Count to cooperate with them in completely resisting the assailant's attacks, and soon enough, they'd apprehend him and so forth.

This gave many residents newfound confidence.

And now, in the basement.

The atmosphere was significantly better compared to the last time.

The Viscount Ireland happily praised the two Great Mages from his wife's family and encouraged everyone, urging them to continue their efforts to fend off the attacks.

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