Mage Veigar

Chapter 458 Control Guard
Red light flashes.

Vega took out a metal object with a painful feeling and placed it directly on the ground, dyeing the entire aisle red.

Neither Old Scimitar nor the other magicians present knew what kind of magic item this was. But if you were a loyal LOL player, you would definitely recognize this thing -

Control the guard.

In the game LOL, control wards and scout wards are different. One can only obtain vision, while the other can not only obtain vision, but also see all invisible traps and units while shielding the scout ward.

in this world.

Veigar needs to pay 7 skill points to redeem this item.

Originally, Veigar didn't plan to do this, because skill points are quite difficult to obtain. After all, in a war, the death rate of the magician who huddled at the end was too low.

But the longer the night, the more trouble it will cause.

Veigar finally gave up the idea of ​​using other means to continue exploring this corridor, and instead consumed these 7 skill points to exchange for the Control Ward and place it here.

If there really is an assassin.

Veigar didn't believe he could evade detection by the Control Guards.

If there was no assassin and everything was just an accident, Veigar could rest assured.

Moreover, the control guard will not expire as long as it is not destroyed. Placing it here is equivalent to deploying a high-level word wizard who cannot move, which indirectly improves the safety of Silis.

But when controlled and maintained effective.

Veigar immediately noticed the presence of a figure beside him, and that figure was none other than Old Scimitar.

stab-

Veigar's reaction was quick. He drew out Doran's Blade and slashed across.

boom!
The sword did not hit Old Scimitar, but went through his body and hit the wall, making a dull sound.

"Transformation?"

"No! The duration of the transformation cannot be that long."

Vega narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man with a scar on his face and his eyes narrowed into slits. He was already extremely alert in his heart because he found that the enemy was actually immune to physical attacks.

"Elemental Mage, fire attack."

Since they were in the hallway and Silis was living in the room, Vega didn't dare to order a powerful magic attack. He could only let the elemental mage use the smallest magic attack to test whether the assassin was immune to magic.

boom!
The worst situation still happened. Vega did not expect that Old Scimitar was immune to both physical and magical attacks. How should he deal with such an enemy?

"Can you see me?"

There was doubt in Old Machete's hoarse voice. To be honest, the previous blow did scare him.

But after asking the question, he suddenly realized something and looked at the True Eye: "So it's because of that thing? I didn't expect that there is a magic item in this world that can see through the void."

Vega didn't say anything.

Instead, he ordered several shadow mages to engage in close combat against Old Scimitar in an attempt to find out the weakness of this magic.

Under the Shadow Mage's continuous attack, dozens of minutes passed in a flash.

After dozens of minutes of testing, Vega roughly understood the peculiarity of this magic. While becoming immune to physical and magical attacks, the old man also lost the right to attack the enemy.

the most important is.

Vega discovered that the old man could not actively pass through obstacles such as walls, nor could he ignore any volume collisions, but he could directly ignore weapons, props, or human bodies that attacked him.

of course.

There is no magic or combat skill in the world that is without weaknesses.

After using his subordinates to test the situation of this magic, Vega relaxed.

Any magic and combat skills need to rely on magic power and mental strength to operate. This state must be extremely magic-consuming. As long as you wait patiently, you will be able to surround and annihilate this assassin.

The old scimitar obviously saw what Veigar was thinking. He simply removed the Void Form, pulled out a rusty scimitar from his waist, and stood there staring at Veigar.

it is more than words.

Old Scimitar's meaning is very clear, that is to fight them all alone.

This made Veigar laugh: "When will the people of the Empire change their pride? You don't think you can break through the siege by yourself, do you? I advise you to surrender as soon as possible."

"There's a saying that goes 'a trapped beast will still fight.'"

"It seems that you are very self-aware and know that you are already a trapped beast."

"I wonder if the general has the wrong person."

Old Scimitar said calmly, "I never said I was the beast. In my eyes, the real prey has always been you, General. Your methods did surprise me, but that was all. In my opinion, it was just a trapped beast making its last futile struggle."

This is the confidence of the old scimitar.

He is an expert in concealment and likes to find out the strength of his prey before killing it with one strike, but this does not mean that he is seriously lacking in strength. On the contrary, Old Scimitar is a tribal warrior who has experienced many battles. When forced into a desperate situation, he does not mind taking risks and having a real fight with his prey.

"Everyone begins the battle."

Veigar saw what Old Scimitar was thinking, and to be on the safe side, he ordered his men to test the opponent's strength first: "Elemental mages, pay attention to controlling your strength, and do not use magic with high destructive power."

Professionals, Elemental Mages, Word Mages, Shadow Mages...

With the cooperation of many parties, a hunt for Old Machete began.

"Old man, is your rusty knife still usable?"

A shadow mage spoke with disdain, raised his sword and slashed at the old scimitar.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the Empire's trial system and the strength of Old Scimitar.

The old man raised his sword and slashed it down. The rusty blade cut off the Shadow Mage's short blade and neck together with the old man's sword. The whole technique was extremely clean and neat, just like an experienced hunter digging open the body of his prey.

"Intermediate magic weapon?"

"No! It seems to be more destructive than my Doran's Blade."

Veigar saw the power of the rusty scimitar, so when his side lost nearly seven mages, he personally picked up Doran's Sword and joined the battle.

"Hurricane speed."

"The power of a giant beast."

"..."

On the basis of taking into account both burst and endurance, Veigar reasonably applied several layers of BUFF to himself, and then fought with Old Scimitar holding Doran's Blade.

bang bang bang-

The sound of sharp iron clashing echoed.

Since Veigar was using a mid-level magic weapon, he wasn't cut in half by a single blow like other shadow mages. Instead, he was evenly matched with Old Scimitar.

You meet your opponent in chess.

The fight lasted for more than half an hour.

The old scimitar was showing some signs of fatigue due to excessive consumption caused by maintaining the Shadow of Nothingness for a long time.

Logically speaking, Vega, who had basically not consumed any energy before, should be full of energy and vigor. However, the reality did not develop as expected. At this moment, Vega seemed to have aged by dozens of years. Not only did his movement speed decrease greatly, but his gestures were also more than 10% or 20% slower, and this trend was increasing in a straight line.

flutter!
When the battle lasted for 45 minutes, Vega felt that his hands and feet were stuck with super glue, and his body could no longer keep up with his thoughts. In the end, Old Scimitar cut his throat with a single blow, and he had to use up a Shadow Transformation to save his life.

Vega pulled back immediately.

He stared at the rusty scimitar with horror.

(End of this chapter)