Reincarnated Maid is About To Be Captured by All Players

I chose to break through in the direction with the least obstacles.

Circumventing the gathered knights and adventurers, but the problem was that the encirclement was much deeper than I had imagined.

That made sense. We had reached the edge of the [Barrier], almost equivalent to breaking out from the core area.

The number of adventurers on both sides kept decreasing. I timely canceled the time magic that accelerated movement, searching for the next breakthrough point.

"Huh...?"

Where was this?

After returning to normal speed, the scenery before me was very strange. If I had to describe it, it was like texture errors and bugs were everywhere. Each time I blinked, the texture errors would fix themselves slightly.

A game bug? No, the timing was too coincidental. I was more inclined to believe my vision was being interfered with.

"Could it be..."

I hastily used dispel magic on myself, and my vision immediately became clear.

All the scenery with texture errors disappeared, or rather, the scene before me had completely changed appearance.

—Illusion magic.

A mage, or more appropriately called an illusionist, had set up illusion magic nearby, causing visual interference. Since there was a mage using Spatial Confusion to interfere with spatial transfer and scroll usage, breaking through could only rely on legs. In that case, setting up illusion traps in advance could achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The reason I could immediately realize I was under illusion was purely because my speed was too fast. The illusion deceiving my vision couldn't precisely cover the scenery in my field of view, causing several texture error loopholes to appear. When I became aware I was in an illusion, using dispel magic on myself greatly increased the probability of escaping the illusion.

However, the illusion had indeed interfered with me.

I hadn't successfully shaken off the adventurers.

"What are you doing?"

Nora shouted from behind with exasperation. From her perspective, I probably looked like a complete fool who ran at high speed then circled around in place several times.

What watertight defense... This definitely wasn't the work of the Black Eagle Mercenary Group. It must have been done by Duke Borgia's subordinates.

"Don't run!"

The nearby adventurers were stunned for a moment, then each drew their weapons and launched attacks.

Compared to the well-equipped, well-trained knights, these current adventurers seemed as innocent as babies to me.

How familiar that light armor was.

With a swoosh, the chains pierced right through.

Critical hits—the adventurers had completely failed to expect chains to have such powerful penetration. They didn't even have time to use any skills.

Chains spread outward from me as the center, instantly clearing the nearest circle of adventurers.

However, the adventurers' advantage lay in their large numbers and the small price of merely waiting for resurrection time after death. As long as there were no overly serious misdeeds, dying in safe areas had no negative consequences.

Even though I successfully eliminated the nearest several adventurers, it produced no deterrent effect whatsoever. The adventurers continued rushing forward one after another.

Huge ice walls rose up ahead. The speed I had just burst out with had caused them to be vigilant. They were beginning to prevent me from using speed to escape with Lily.

Although the adventurers lacked good coordination, they had inadvertently slowed my pace.

"Ugh...?!"

While resisting the adventurers, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my calf.

A magically enhanced arrow had struck my right leg. While protecting Lily and fighting the adventurers intensely, I had no spare capacity to guard against all the arrows.

I quickly purified the negative effects attached to the arrow and, gritting my teeth, forcibly pulled the arrow out.

[Leg Injury: Your right leg is in a wounded state, movement speed decreased]

They didn't intend to let me use that kind of speed again... I once again deployed chains, forming a defensive wall.

Several members of Anna's Support Group tried to come support me, but other adventurers stepped forward to block them.

"Block them! The rest come with me!"

Grumman from the Black Eagle Mercenary Group... This was bad. He had dealt with Anna's Support Group before and could accurately distinguish between enemies and allies.

Grumman roared, and the momentum of the adventurers around him immediately became magnificent. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novèlfire.net

War Cry... Originally a signature technique commonly used by beastkin, but non-beastkin could also learn it through special means, though the effect wasn't as intense as that of fierce beast beastkin.

The adventurers, inspired by the war cry, each triggered several different buffs.

Triggerable enhancement buffs were a type of benefit mechanism in the game setting. Generally, buffs were granted through teammate assistance, but triggerable enhancement buffs depended on oneself. You had to learn them yourself to have a chance of triggering them.

When Carol Cat had asked me to cheer on adventurers, she had triggered many enhancement buffs. They all belonged to this type.

War Cry's greatest effect was greatly increasing the probability of triggering triggerable enhancement buffs. Previously, this type of buff depended on one's own emotions, state, and other factors, and this was more likely to work with how excited the user was.

"Take down Amaryllis!"

Grumman's weapon was a long sword. He personally led the charge, with Black Eagle Mercenary Group adventurers following to attack.

I targeted Grumman. I couldn't let him continue using War Cry. Having witnessed several adventurers I had killed in one strike, Grumman didn't dare be careless. He applied layers of defensive buffs to himself, arming himself as a humanoid heavy tank.

The chains struck Grumman's breastplate. The armor at his heart position dented inward but failed to penetrate successfully.

The moment I pulled back the chains, a spear flew through the air and accurately pierced Grumman's dented breastplate.