Mage Veigar

Chapter 480 Storm Sword
A half-grown child.

A heavy giant sword.

This combination is really unique no matter from which angle you look at it.

To describe it, it's probably like a low-ranking soldier who just joined the army dislikes the standard weapon and goes to a weapons store to pick out a common sword to show off outside. In the eyes of real veterans, this is just a circus clown.

Whether it's a shadow mage, a professional, or an ordinary soldier...

Anyone with a little strength, or who has fought four or five times, would not choose such a bulky weapon.

Because this flashy big sword is a burden in battle.

However, no one present this time dared to underestimate Vega's weapon, because anyone who underestimated the weapon had just been killed instantly by Vega's casual sword.

What can be seen is.

Vega swung that sword only to resist the opponent's attack, which means that he retained a considerable amount of strength in a fundamental sense. However, such a casual attack caused astonishing destructive power.

Who is No. 1?
The elite of the elite in the Inquisition.

Although he is famous for his speed, and there are countless people who can surpass him in defense, such a master will never be killed instantly.

A huge wave of emotion had already risen in Old Scimitar's heart.

Can such an opponent really be defeated?
When a hunter begins to question his own abilities, he is reduced from being a hunter to being a prey.

Old Scimitar knew this, and he forced himself not to think about it. For the sake of the children of the tribe, even if this mission meant death, he had to complete it at the risk of his life.

"It turns out that I have been the real trapped beast all along."

Old Scimitar recalled the conversation on that day. Now it seemed that he was the one who was truly fighting a desperate battle, and his enemy was the cat that was teasing him, the mouse... no, it should be said that it was the tiger. His life and death all depended on Vega's thoughts.

But Old Scimitar would not surrender.

What he carries is more important than his life, so the word surrender will never appear in his dictionary.

Since you won't surrender, then fight towards victory.

If you want to win, you must know everything about your enemy. This is the basic combat thinking of a master.

However, based on the death of No. 1 alone, Old Scimitar could not estimate how powerful Veigar's attack was, so he took a step back calmly and began to observe Veigar, while picking up Doran's Blade and the scimitar in his hand and making a cross.

Veigar saw what Old Scimitar did.

For Veigar, Old Scimitar is the real enemy, so he really wants to kill Old Scimitar now.

Unfortunately, he still didn't dare to move.

Because the members of Team A1 have not been cleared out yet, Vega doesn't want to fall for the trick again.

Now all he had to do was wait.

He waited for his subordinates to clear out all the members of Team A1. During this period, even if Old Scimitar turned around and ran away, he would not leave Xia and Qilisi without permission.

But soon, Vega became busy.

After No. 1 died, members of Team A1 rushed towards Vega one after another, as if they wanted to use teamwork to get past Vega and kill Silis.

But this is ultimately a fantasy.

Vega upgraded his weapon to a new one. Although the Storm Sword in his hand did not have any special effects, the added attack power even frightened Vega himself, and it had completely reached the level of a high-level magic weapon.

An attack of this level will cause injury if it touches you, and death if it touches you.

The teamwork of Group A1 was useless in front of Vega. Anyone who dared to fight Vega head-on was killed instantly by a single sword. Moreover, those who were killed were often covered in blood and their bodies were not intact. The scene was quite bloody.

One strike kills instantly. All of them are killed instantly with one strike.

Vega was like a god of war, and no one could match him.

time flies.

The A1 team had no more than a dozen people at most. Due to the building structure here, there was no way to escape, and the entire team was wiped out here.

The old machete became more and more frightened the more he looked at it.

He even thought of retreating and making new plans.

But he only has less than a month left. If he cannot kill Vega today, it will be impossible to complete this task in the future.

So, Old Machete stepped forward.

I saw that the rusty scimitar in his hand had lost its rust and became sharp.

However, when the rust on the scimitar faded, the Doran's Blade in the old scimitar's other hand turned into ashes, as if the scimitar had devoured his soul.

No extra words were said.

Old Scimitar raised the scimitar in his hand, which was shining with a cold light, and attacked Vega.

boom!
Veigar swung his hand casually, and the scimitar and the greatsword collided with each other.

For Veigar, it was a painless blow, he just swung it lightly, but for Old Scimitar it was a different story.

Only by experiencing it firsthand can one understand how terrifying Vega's attack is. Even though it was just a light blow, it felt to Old Scimitar like a whole mountain pressing down on him. As a mortal, he could only be crushed to pieces.

boom!
The old scimitar flew backwards, smashing a big hole in the wall, and seemed to have suffered quite serious injuries.

It was this blow that annihilated the last glimmer of hope in Old Scimitar's heart.

His scimitar has the ability to absorb the special effects of other mid-level magic weapons. He originally thought that by absorbing the special ability of Vegadolan's Blade and adding the special effects of the scimitar on the machine, as long as he could fight with Veggar a few more times, paralyze Veggar's nerves and drain his magic power, there was still a one percent hope of competing with Veggar.

Now it seems that this is really wishful thinking.

How could a mere mortal like him dare to resist the power of a mountain?

This is simply not something that can be done by human power.

So he struggled to get up and continued to attack. The reason why he still had the fighting capacity was not only because he was relatively tough, but also because Vega did not use his full strength.

Veigar looked at Old Scimitar curiously, "Excuse me, but you know you can't defeat me, so why are you risking your life to fight me? If you run away now, you are not without hope of survival."

"Where can I escape to?"

After hearing what Old Scimitar said, Veigar continued, "You don't look like a blindly loyal person. The world is so big, with your strength, there is no place you can't go. The Empire can't stop you."

"The world is so big, there really is no place for me."

A trace of desolation flashed in the old scimitar's eyes. "My people are suffering, my brothers and sisters are being enslaved by the empire, and you want me to ignore their suffering and enjoy my old age alone? Compared to this torture, death is nothing but a relief."

boom.

Old Machete lowered his weapon.

His cloudy eyes were filled with helplessness: "Please allow me to die, Your Excellency. I only hope that the Empire will consider that I sacrificed my life for them and stop enslaving my people."

A gleam of light flashed in Vega's eyes.

He picked up the Storm Sword, took two steps at a time, and put it on Old Scimitar's neck.

(End of this chapter)