Chapter 24: Sparta
Level 4.
After taking the “Blunt Weapon I” potion, Asker’s level had reached level 4.
Through the potion, he naturally mastered the techniques of using blunt weapons, as well as a wealth of experience in smashing and armor piercing.
His mastery of the second form of the Celestial Ninefold Strike, “Heavy Break,” was also greatly enhanced.
However, the risk of losing control this time was also greatly increased, and he even lost consciousness several times during the process.
The Weapon Master bloodline path had eight different sequences, a veritable “dangerous path.”
From the current situation, the degree of loss of control when advancing to level 5 was probably beyond the capacity of his spirituality.
This wasn’t without solutions. For example, Nuo’s next potion was “Spirit I.” Its corresponding supernatural ability could smooth out the violent fluctuations of spirituality during the process of losing control.
After all, the “Singer of Life” had a nickname in the forums of his previous life: “All-Purpose Healer.”
Its three constituent sequences were “Life,” “Spirit,” and “Mind.” Therefore, whether you were physically injured, spiritually damaged, or mentally split, she could easily heal you.
He had to raise Nuo’s level. Now, healing was almost the team’s weakness.
Asker rubbed his brows.
Currently, he was the only one in the team at level 4.
At level 3 were Eleanor (MT), Mia (Scout), and Medea (Control). At level 2 were Miel (Sniper DPS), Peggy (Agility DPS), and Theodora (Magic DPS).
At level 1 were Nuo (Healer) and Sidlipha (Armor-piercing DPS).
It could be seen that the DPS’ levels were generally lower in the team. With this team composition, they should have encountered situations where their damage output was insufficient and healing couldn’t keep up during dungeon runs.
However, they hadn’t. Why?
Asker pondered for a moment and then realized that he had been carrying the DPS…
When they couldn’t beat the Black Knight boss, he personally stepped in; when they couldn’t beat the Ghoul boss, he personally stepped in again.
Doing this wouldn’t help train the team at all!!!
Asker threw his sword on the ground.
This couldn’t go on.
Hmm, next, I’m going to take it easy and focus on being a commander.
“Asker! Asker!” Peggy teleported in from outside, calling him hurriedly.
“What’s the matter?” Asker said indifferently. “If it’s just some ordinary mobs, you can deal with them yourselves.”
“No, it’s not!” Peggy said urgently. “It’s a big tree!”
“Oh, a treant.” Asker said. “Don’t fight it head-on, just circle around it and let Medea burn it with fire.”
“It’s not a treant!” Peggy stamped her foot anxiously. “It’s a big tree, a big tree growing on the mountain!”
A big tree growing on the mountain? Asker was stunned for a moment and then went out with Peggy.
On the rain-washed road, the off-road vehicle was parked by the roadside. The girls who had gotten out of the car stared blankly into the distance, their faces full of disbelief.
Asker pushed open the car door and followed their line of sight. He saw a giant tree growing on the continuous snow-capped mountains in the distance.
The tree was so huge that its trunk was almost as thick as the mountain peak, and its huge umbrella-shaped crown covered the entire mountain peak in its shade.
“That’s the city of Olympia.” Asker said.
“Olympia?” The girls turned their heads.
“Olympia is a city built on a tree.” Thira explained. “It’s the highest free city in the entire Siris region, and also a holy land for Transcendents and Arcane Mages.”
“The Church and the city lord have some kind of secret agreement here, they won’t interfere with the development of supernatural forces here. Therefore, mages can openly conduct experiments, trade transcendental materials, and even keep supernatural creatures here.”
Sounds pretty good? The girls thought to themselves.
“In that case, let’s stay in Olympia for a few days.” Asker said. “Just in time to purchase the missing materials for our formulas.”
…
To go to the city of Olympia on the mountain, they had to pass through the town of Olympia at the foot of the mountain.
It was said that this was also the birthplace of the Olympic Games, and the sacred flame of each opening ceremony was lit here. However, since the East-West Schism, the Western Church hadn’t been very enthusiastic about these games (after all, they were always initiated by the Eastern Orthodox Church).
Therefore, the worldwide Olympic Games had been suspended until now.
The group found a motel near the town, rented a parking space, parked the car, and entered the town.
The buildings in this town were built along the foot of the mountain, mostly still in the Orthodox style of white bricks and red tiles.
The Siris people seemed to be particularly fond of the colors red and white, just like the ancient Solomons were particularly fond of public baths paved with colorful mosaic tiles. This warm color combination was called the “Mediterranean style.”
In fact, the climate here was indeed influenced by the Mediterranean Sea, with warm and humid sea breezes blowing all year round. After walking up the sloping road for more than ten minutes, everyone started to sweat.
They arrived at the central square of the town.
The city of Olympia had another name, the “Palace of the Gods.” To go up the mountain and enter the city, they had to take a designated vehicle at the foot of the mountain.
“The free passage is closed.” In the station platform, the ticket seller looked at the group and said, “Currently, only official residents of Olympia can enter and exit.”
“Closed?” Asker asked.
He didn’t remember any similar plot in his previous life.
“Yes, due to some safety concerns, it’s temporarily closed to the public.” The ticket seller said with a polite apologetic smile. “If you really want to enter the city, you can choose a special channel.”
“What are the special channels?” Asker asked.
“The Mages Guild is hiring apprentices. If you have similar supernatural abilities, you can try applying. If you’re successful, you can get a green pass to Olympia.” The ticket seller introduced.
“Also, the Spartans are currently visiting Olympia and need to recruit some warriors to join their ranks. If you are confident in your combat abilities, you can try signing up. The Spartans will handle the entry procedures.”
“I understand.” Asker nodded. In short, they had to complete two quests to enter the city.
Let’s go find the Spartans first.
In front of the station in the central square, they saw a group of Spartan heavy armored warriors standing on the platform, setting up poster stands on the ground.
On the pure white background of the posters, four lines were written in Siris, Latin, Frankish, and other languages:
Enlist!
Join the Spartan mercenary company!
Kill the heretics!
Fight for the Empire!
Everyone: …
Hey! This recruitment poster is too simple! At least hire a graphic designer! What’s with the white background and black text?!
In the middle of the posters, there was a simple recruitment office. A muscular man with a shiny bald head sat behind the table, his upper body bare, revealing knotted muscles like tree roots, his eyes scanning the surrounding pedestrians like a bear.
The pedestrians consciously avoided them.
“They are Spartans.” Thira said with a hint of helplessness in her voice.
“Asker, let’s stay away from those weirdos.” Nuo suggested.
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