CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 47: ANDREW, UNRIVALED IN TEAM BATTLES!

Faced with this uproar, even the usually calm Cook and the carefree Sally couldn’t help but be stunned.

What unfolded before their eyes was a scene they had never seen, and never even imagined!

The "peasants" who they thought would only take a beating and never retaliate actually dared... to resist?!

"Who on earth gave these guys the guts?"

Someone wondered, "Is it because Barbara is the third miss of the Warm Fire Commerce Association?"

This is certainly an important reason.

But the more important reason is: Andrew!

"So... that’s how it is."

Hubert laughed, "These guys from the Living People Cemetery, their lungs are actually healed? Haha, so that’s how it is, so that’s how it is! Is this why you’re not coughing but instead so lively, Andrew? You actually possess some method to heal lung burns?!"

"Teacher..."

Cook looked at Hubert.

Yet suddenly shut his mouth, feeling a chill inside.

Hubert’s expression had become very strange. In his usually muddled eyes, there appeared a kind of light Cook had never seen before, as if a zombie craving life, wanting to drag the living into the realm of the dead, and using the opportunity to pull others down to be reborn himself!

Pete once told Andrew that Hubert was gravely injured and close to death. But even Pete didn’t know what kind of injury Hubert had sustained.

Only Hubert himself knew that during his breakthrough from "Grand Mage" to "Magic Guide Sorcerer," he had actually already succeeded, but the newly acquired "Molten Rock Fire" from the breakthrough had lost control and rebounded, severely burning his lungs!

Hubert’s injury, like those from the Living People Cemetery, was also a lung burn!

A Fire Mage burned by the Eight Strange Fires!

"If not for this, why would I have gone against my nature to try to recruit a brat that dared to defy me?"

Hubert thought, "I just didn’t expect this brat would actually be able to heal lung burns; I originally thought he found some way to alleviate the lung damage he suffered himself! How... how did he manage it?"

"Little Cook, little Sally!" Hubert spoke again.

His voice carried an urgency Cook had almost never heard from his teacher before!

"Yes, teacher."

Cook immediately bowed.

But Sally seemed not to have heard.

At that moment, Sally was looking at Andrew, standing still but her hands continuously clenching and unclenching.

Her breathing was somewhat rapid, as if she couldn’t help but swing the giant iron hammer on her back the next moment, eager to find out how this seemingly insignificant junior, Andrew, managed to get so many people willing to rebel against Teacher Hubert with him!? She was really, really... really interested!

Hubert seemed familiar with his female apprentice’s temperament and wasn’t angry.

In fact, he couldn’t afford to be angry now.

Hubert had even already prioritized capturing Andrew over Barbara.

With a hoarse voice, he ordered, "Aside from Andrew... kill them all! As for Andrew, you and little Sally deal with him personally, I want him alive!!"

I want him alive!

Hubert himself didn’t realize that his voice now no longer resembled a human’s, but rather like a starving ghost from hell!

This command was like finally releasing the leash holding back the vicious dogs.

With Hubert’s order, the magic apprentices finally had a chance to unleash their internal anger and dissatisfaction, rushing forward!

"Kill!"

"Kill them all and then... burn them all!!"

Thus, it was no longer just a personal feud between Andrew and Hubert, nor merely the Magic Guild’s pursuit of Barbara for certain reasons, but a confrontation between the Fire Element Mages of this Flame Realm’s Magic Guild and the peasants!

All attacking magic apprentices, including Hubert who hadn’t yet acted, believed this was going to be a one-sided slaughter.

Although those daring to resist were indeed many, they were just ordinary people with normal physiques, many old, weak, sick, and disabled.

The only one with combat capabilities was Andrew alone. How could they fight against the apprentices under Hubert, whose average level were Intermediate Magic Apprentices?

Did they really think having the courage to stand up against them meant they could truly stand up to them?

What a joke!

Historically, there have been incidents of peasants unable to bear the oppression of flames and fiercely rebelling. Although they were from long ago, according to historical records, all those rebellions were not only futile but ended up being extremely tragic and cruel!

Now, where are the peasants who dare to rebel? Such incidents haven’t been heard of for the last century, right!

Even strong commerce associations like Warm Fire can only verbally express support for the peasants?

You want them to actually oppose the Magic Guild and see how it goes!

In fact, if they hadn’t married the association’s second miss to a member of the Royal Court, forming a secular power alliance, Warm Fire Commerce Association wouldn’t have been qualified to truly be compared to the Magic Guild at all!

"If nothing unexpected happens, this battle will end soon."

Hubert thought, "Soon, I’ll capture this brat Andrew and force him to reveal his method of healing lung burns!

Soon, soon I’ll find a way to survive, and even have the opportunity to return to the rank of ’Grand Mage’ and launch another assault on the rank of ’Magic Guide Sorcerer!!’

The old mage involuntarily thought of many wonderful prospects that followed.

When he returned to reality and looked at the situation in front of him, he was stunned.

The current battle, let alone a one-sided massacre, wasn’t even an advantage or equilibrium.

Hubert nearly thought he was seeing things: How could it be that his apprentices were actually falling into a disadvantage? What was going on here?!

A voice rang out clearly on the scene:

"Everyone don’t fight head-on, just help me delay the enemy, the rest I’ll handle!"

A figure was seen running back and forth on the field, continuously accelerating, decelerating, and changing speed, demonstrating outstanding athletic abilities. This kind of ability, even Flame Warriors don’t possess, only Desert Hunters in this world do.

It’s Andrew!

"Damn it, what’s going on with this brat?"

Hubert stared hard at Andrew, "You say he’s a Mage? His athletic abilities are completely illogical! But if he’s not a Mage, then what could he be?!"

Andrew completely ignored how Hubert perceived him.

He was fully focused, immersed in the current battle.

"Since so many people are willing to support me and help me, then I can’t let them down; I must win this team battle brilliantly!"

This was Andrew’s inner thought.

Indeed, before the battle began, Andrew was very confident, never thinking his side would lose.

Though he was very aware: "One-on-one, indeed the ordinary people on our side are completely no match for the magic apprentices."

Yet, once everyone united, relied on the advantage in numbers, entangled a few with one, there was no need for a real defeat, just to entangle them, even if just for a moment—

His "Long-range Water Needle" would arrive in time!

"Come on, my iron shovel is already eager!"

The old man from the Living People Cemetery fearlessly tackled an Apprentice Flame Warrior fiercely; although the Flame Warrior’s strength was evidently stronger, his momentum was completely lost.

"Damn it, old man!"

The Apprentice Flame Warrior forcefully flipped the shovel-wielding old man over, raised his fist to deliver the fatal blow—

Whoosh.

An invisible "Long-range Water Needle" from seventy meters away accurately pierced through his head.

Another piece of "Fire Extinguishing Value" acquired!