The "Breath Disguise" spell was highly convenient as an apprentice-level spell. Its camouflage effect could even deceive some trainee-level investigative methods. However, its drawbacks were undeniable; it only concealed the aura. In a battle, if an enemy was somewhat experienced and knowledgeable, they could quickly discern the spell's effect.
Especially if someone sees their enemy's aura suddenly changed, any creature with an IQ of over 50 would feel suspicious. After that, they would likely kill the suspicious person first then check the reason for the sudden change later. So it is basically impossible to escape mid-battle, let alone "turn the enemy into a friend."
But there are some exceptions where this spell is very effective, like the situation Punk was in right now, He was standing in front of hundreds of undeads without any worry.
Because the undead's ability to perceive and discern enemy or allies was by their aura, more specifically, the breath of life.
These undead weren't intelligent enough to try to see through Punk's disguise; in the eyes of this group of undead, the enemy suddenly disappeared; they didn't think about why or how this happened. Or how unreasonable this situation was; now they just wanted making the other enemy disappear too.
The female priest, encircled by the group of undead, was now completely trapped. In just a few seconds, the two apprentice-level skeleton warriors caused the solid and radiant armor, conjured by the holy light on the female priest's robe, to turn illusory and faint.
Several inscriptions began to flash and darken under the death energy's erosion, which was coming from the skeleton warrior's weapons, indicating that it could not be maintained for much longer.
The priest lady had to make another new armor with the Holy Light again, but this would not have any other effect except for delaying the time of her death.
The relentless undead, who harbored a deep hatred for the Holy Light and all living beings, were utterly merciless. Some of them thrust with weapons, some clawed with their hands, and some even opened their mouths to bite with their teeth.
In just 5 seconds, the newly cast defensive spell from the enchanted robe was on the brink of collapse once again.
The female priest also couldn't cast any new spells due to the intense siege of the undeads. This is why, as a spellcaster, she should have never allowed a group of melee combatants to get close to her. The reason she was still alive was her enchanted magic robe.
However, all enchanted items have a significant weakness, which is the recharge time. Now, it appeared that her defensive spell could only be activated twice in a short span. The skeleton warriors assaulted the holy light armor with unrelenting vigor, their swinging blades nearly transforming into a pale black propeller in mid-air.
There was a continuous …dang… dang… dull sound, black smokes, and golden sparks were flying in different directions, which created a strange dance of brilliant lights and dark shadows in the gloomy sky.
The surrounding area was crisscrossed with knife awnings and the flying fragments of the Holy Light shield. Several skeleton soldiers who accidentally entered the attack range were also mercilessly hit by the other skeleton soldiers!
As she observed the holy light armor, which could no longer shield her and was on the verge of shattering due to the relentless assaults of the skeleton warriors, she had no choice but to resort to other insignias, namely non-lethal purification spells. Simultaneously, she began loudly accusing Punk of being deceitful, crafty, and shameless.
This also led Punk to marvel at the considerably more potent effects of trainee-level spells compared to the apprentice-level spell "Aura Disguise, while sighing with emotion:
"As expected of a refined lady, she is artistic even when scolding people!"However, the lady priest's artful swearing were soon coming to an end because even the trainee-level spells couldn't endure dozens of successive strikes from the skeleton warriors. Ultimately, under the desperate gaze of the lady priest, the defensive spell shattered into countless golden fragments in the air and gradually transformed into golden specks of light before vanishing entirely.
Then, after a flash of black light, she felt very dizzy, and everything became dark.
In Punk's view, the female priest's spell was shattered and disappeared. Shortly after, she was beheaded by the skeleton warrior.
It was neat and clean; the lady priest's consciousness was wiped out by the will of heaven. And her soul was taken away by the god of light.
The skeletons who hated the light very much vented their hatred and anger on the female priest's body by hacking it into countless pieces.
Punk didn't witness the expression on the female priest's face before her death. The moment her head was severed, she was swiftly dismembered by the skeleton warrior's rapid strikes, leaving behind countless pieces. Whether her expression was peaceful and graceful or hideous and resentful, the former was highly improbable. "Whatever, I don't care," Punk shrugged indifferently.
"Punk couldn't tolerate how she had destroyed his prized trophies into scrap metal, which he desperately needed to solve his current financial crisis.
Punk knew that even if he told her to stop, she would never give up her mission and would continue in the name of 'purifying evil.'"
"When there is a conflict of interest that cannot be compromised, Punk can only resort to extreme methods. In this world, the death of people with insufficient strength is one of the less painful outcomes.
Furthermore, no matter how many types of prophecy spells the church employs to identify the murderer of the female priest, the result will always point to the group of skeleton warriors. When there's such a foolproof method to eliminate the trouble, Punk, of course, has no reservations."
"On my way to glory, no one will be allowed to hinder my steps"!
The blue brilliance in Punk's pupils had almost solidified, two bright blue points of light showed no sign of dimming at all under the shadow of the hood, but they appeared even more breathtaking!
"Now, it's time to eliminate this group of elite undead."
Punk looked at the elite undeads, who were still slashing at bloody mud, especially at the level four skeleton, which was still a threat to Punk.
It now seems to have become the leader of these undeads. At first, these skeletons were just aimlessly wandering around, but now they were extremely united.
Although now they were treating Punk as their kind, But Punk knew as soon as he starts any hostile action against them, they will turn on him even if he was their father.
Punk didn't want to face such a large group of undead who were not afraid of death.
After thinking about it a little, Punk decided to use the trainee-level "Fire ball" spell from his Staff to clean up this group of undeads.
Punk was a little hesitant to use this spell because, although this trainee-level elemental spell will take these skeletons down but it will also destroy most of the half-broken armor. But In the end, Punk decided to put safety above all else, and there was some other scattered undead in this area, especially those undead mages.
After solving the biggest threat, collecting the equipment on those mage skeletons was also a significant gain.
Punk commanded the large brown bear that had not yet vanished to handle the few swaying skeleton soldiers who were approaching it. He directed the ruby on the staff's head towards the skeletons who remained unaware of the imminent danger. Intense elemental energy was gathering around the rubies set in the staff, and some of the larger rubies were exuding a menacing force that even made Punk feel uneasy.
"Poor creatures, it's time for you to depart!"