Chapter 457: 445 Underground Response_1
Fortunately, these Spellcasters managed to establish themselves in various guilds due to their somewhat practical abilities.

After spending some time, they managed to find some problems.

Eventually, a representative was sent by the Spellcasters to report their findings to Duke Carmela.

In simple terms, there was a bunch of unknown creatures digging furiously under Mel City, and if left unchecked, some unacceptable situations would occur by the next morning.

When Duke Carmela finished listening with a dark face, the Spellcaster in charge of the report turned to leave.

However, before he could turn around, Carmela grabbed his shoulder, causing the Spellcaster to wince and turn back with a pained expression.

This was a famous Legendary Swordsman who could easily crush the Spellcaster’s shoulder if he wanted to.

“Perhaps, you might have missed something.”

Duke Carmela sneered: “Just knowing that there is something underground is not enough; you need to find a way to deal with them!”

The Spellcaster complained: “But we are ordinary Spellcasters with low-level abilities, who can’t even enter the gates of Stania. Just investigating the situation underground has already taken our full effort…”

As soon as he mentioned Stania, Duke Carmela’s expression turned dark.

The Spellcaster had not finished speaking when he suddenly felt the world spin before his eyes, and then he found himself being pressed face-first to the ground by Duke Carmela, his coarse face scraping against the ground and several bloody gashes forming.

“Don’t give me that nonsense, you know the consequences if you can’t do it!”

After throwing down these harsh words, Duke Carmela gestured to his guard.

Soon after, a large group of elite knights, heavily armed, surrounded the Spellcasters.

On the surface, they were there to protect the Spellcasters, but in reality, they were monitoring their every move.

Of course, they were also preventing them from suddenly running away.

Although their level among Spellcasters was average, these half-baked amateurs always managed to come up with some new tricks, which were not to be underestimated.

Under such heavy pressure, good results were often achieved.

When Duke Carmela appeared in front of the Spellcasters again, half of the night had passed, and they had finally come up with a solution.

The plan was simple; they would locate the exact positions of the creatures underground, then leave the rest to Duke Carmela and his team to handle.

After listening to the Spellcasters’ account, Duke Carmela took a deep breath and then angrily said, “Is this the solution you’ve provided after thinking for so long?”

Honestly, Carmela really wanted to tear these idiots apart and throw them off the city walls, but his reason ultimately stopped him from doing so.

As a result, the trembling Spellcasters quickly dispersed and began to use their expertise to explore the situation below.

Duke Carmela personally led a team of powerful elite knights to the center.

Worth noting, the God of War’s emblem could be seen on the armor of these elite knights.

Since the Spellcasters could only detect the abnormalities underground and were unable to deal with these problems, Duke Carmela ultimately had to take action.

Carmela drew his gorgeous sword from his waist with a cold face, and his inquiring gaze swept across the surrounding Spellcasters.

Soon, an aged Spellcaster provided Duke Carmela with coordinates, and the latter raised his sword high, followed by the elite knights behind him who also did the same.

Scarlet, mist-like substances emerged from the bodies of the elite knights, drifted towards Duke Carmela, and were transformed into scarlet sword energy that enveloped his sword through a special technique.

This would be his main attacking method, using the power of these elite knights to save his own strength substantially.

Moreover, when these knights were exhausted, another group of knights could replace them and let the former ones rest.

“Ha!”

With a roar, Carmela plunged his sword into the ground and controlled the sword energy towards the coordinates provided by the Spellcasters.

Moments later, Carmela sensed an unusual touch and smiled coldly, knowing for sure that at least ten creatures had been torn to pieces by his sword energy in an instant.

It seemed that these Spellcasters did have their skills; at least for getting coordinates, they were more than competent.

The only thing Duke Carmela regretted was that it was difficult to determine the identity of those killed by his sword based on the touch transmitted by the sword energy alone.

Setting that aside for now, another Spellcaster provided Duke Carmela with another set of coordinates.

Once again, he followed the same method to kill a group of enemies attacking from underground.

Through the touch transmitted by the sword energy, Carmela could confirm that none of the enemies hit had survived.

However, what he found strange was that this group of enemies was somewhat different from the previous ones.

Although he could not determine the identity of the enemies underground, he could roughly guess the size of their bodies based on the touch transmitted by the sword energy.

The previous victims were apparently small and thin, like humanoid creatures.

But this group of victims was larger in size and difficult to discern their shape.

It seemed that there was more than one species of enemy below, and without any surprises, it was the work of those monsters outside the city.

Although it was temporarily difficult to figure out their identities, Carmela knew that as long as he eliminated all of them, there would be no problem!

And he proceeded to do just that in the following time.

Inspired by Carmela’s actions, the Spellcasters around him also sped up their processes in providing coordinates.

It was now, the tedious overnight work!

The Spellcasters used various means to explore the abnormalities below and then reported the coordinates to Carmela, who subsequently dealt with the situation using the same method as before.

As time elapsed, the elite knights providing sword energy to Carmela had been replaced three times, and sweat beads covered Carmela’s forehead.

Most of the surrounding Spellcasters were also exhausted, with the remaining few relying on magic potions and precious magic items to stay active.

Fortunately, all the valuable items from the various guilds had been confiscated earlier, otherwise Carmela would have had a hard time finding so many strange and exotic items.