Chapter 248: I Want to Counter-Kill
From the shadow where he had just been hiding, a shadow claw suddenly drilled out. As a former Enchantment Wizard Apprentice—though no one used that title anymore—Bent still possessed excellent melee combat skills.
He raised his mechanical arm, and a Mana Crystal Greataxe appeared instantly.
Lesser Ejection, Lesser Fortification, Lesser Mana-Crystal Shield.
With the instantaneous activation of Spell Models, he held the greataxe with his mechanical left arm and a shield on his right arm, moving and bouncing agilely, engaging the three emerging enemies in a fierce battle.
Bent was very cautious. He only used Mana Crystal Shaping, Enchanted Martial Arts, and body fortification spells throughout. While probing the opponent’s abilities, he tried not to reveal his trump cards and delayed for time as much as possible. The three masked men didn’t know Bent had already contacted reinforcements. They probed Bent’s abilities unhurriedly and deliberately attacked the surrounding residential houses.
Bent was furious. Through the Grimoire, he ordered the other three Lesser Apprentices not to participate in the battle and organized the militia to evacuate the civilians urgently.
“Do you have any other moves? Use any hidden trump cards early, or you won’t have the chance.”
Bent was besieged by the three, struggling to cope.
The Pseudo-Hero level masked man seemed to have run out of patience and said sinisterly.
Bent did not reply. He attacked one of them fiercely, then feinted a turn, used Lesser Thrust, moved quickly over a hundred meters, and fled.
“Chase him! Catch him and torture him thoroughly.”
The leading masked man said viciously.
They soon closed in on Bent and approached the trap Bent had set.
It was an abandoned mine tunnel. The three masked men chased Bent into the tunnel. The leading masked man raised his hand and said: “You two, go in and check.”
The other two looked at each other, seemingly reluctant, but their strength didn’t allow them to refuse, so they had to enter.
Seeing only two enter, Bent did not activate the binding Rune Array he had set up. Instead, he counter-charged directly. His mechanical arm exerted force instantly. Using Magified Black Powder as Casting Material—Lesser Flaming Torrent!
The erupting white flames burned even their bones to ashes. In an instant, only one enemy remained.
“I want to counter-kill!”
Bent roared with determination.
The only surviving hooded masked man hesitated, seemingly afraid of unknown traps, and vanished quietly into the shadows.
Bent gasped for breath. As a Mid-level Apprentice, even with the supplement of Lesser Mana Stones, casting such a powerful spell abruptly consumed a lot of mental power. With his mental power, he could use it three times at most.
He carefully pressed against the wall, holding his breath, Lesser Insight Perception activated.
“The opponent seems to have discovered the magical mark and used some method to eliminate it. Did he escape? If so, the territory might be exposed!”
Many thoughts flashed through Bent’s mind in an instant. Thinking of exposure, a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
The bloody night of the Northern Legion’s attack, the migration under the ice and snow of the Larr Mountains… they had finally found a safe haven. Under the leadership of Lord Ace, an increasingly prosperous magical society had emerged. He didn’t want to run away again.
Enduring his fear, driven by a sense of responsibility, Bent sent his location to Ancestar via the Grimoire, then searched for the hooded masked man.
Bent could only walk out of the ambush point, stepping into the darkness step by step.
Before long, a dazzling firelight exploded instantly, like a brilliant firework, leaving a scorched patch on the ground.
On the other side, Ancestar rode his powerful low-level Monster-grade Winged Gale Horse, leaving everyone far behind and arriving at the Mining Town first.
“Lord Ancestar, Lord Bent lured three enemies to the abandoned mining area. He ordered us to evacuate the civilians to the town’s barracks.”
The three Lesser Apprentices of the Mining Town already knew Ancestar. Seeing him arrive near the barracks, they hurriedly stepped forward and said.
Just then, Ancestar’s Grimoire became slightly hot. He didn’t seem to mind. After exchanging a few words with the three apprentices, he quickly headed for the abandoned mining area.
From a distance, Ancestar smelled a burnt scent. The Mana here was extremely chaotic, and the Fire Element was extremely active. Ancestar looked around vigilantly.
His heartbeat accelerated sharply, like marching drums or a declaration of war.
Compassion Virtue Runes densely covered his heart like a spring, and silver-white Compassion Heart Force surged out from it.
Almost instantly, Ancestar and his mount were dyed with a layer of silver. His eyes changed from sky blue to silver-white, and the surrounding environment changed in his eyes.
The chaotic Mana seemed to have some pattern. Riding his horse, Ancestar slowly walked to a scorched crater, his eyes flashing.
“The wreckage of the activated mechanical arm, the crater caused by the specially made Magified Black Powder… Bent is nowhere to be seen. Could he have…?”
Ancestar looked at everything, his heartbeat slowing down, his mood complex and heavy.
Suddenly, a sound appeared in the darkness.
Ancestar drew his Knight’s Longsword. Washed by Heart Force for several years, this longsword had mutated into a true Heart Force Longsword.
“Who?”
The silver-white Compassion Heart Force suddenly surged. A cold, silver-moon-like semicircular arc of Heart Force slashed out from the longsword.
The person opposite rolled aside in a sorry state, barely dodging, and shouted loudly: “Ancestar, are you trying to murder me?”
The voice belonged to Bent. He was covered in blood and scorch marks everywhere. His left arm was missing, but his eyes were resolute.
Ancestar seemed relieved. He canceled the silver Heart Force on his body and urged his horse toward Bent.
The moment Ancestar approached, Bent suddenly erupted. Dozens of shadow claws drilled out of his shadow, rushing toward Ancestar.
Ancestar seemed to have anticipated this. He lightly kicked his mount. Wings flapped, rising to a low altitude. After circling once in the air, dozens of sharp silver Heart Force slashes cut out.
Bent on the ground revealed an evil smile, dodging casually with jumps and entering the shadows. When he reappeared, he had turned back into the hooded masked man.
The mottled badge on his chest seemed to remind Ancestar of something. Ancestar stared at his mask; the face in pain was exactly Bent’s appearance!
“Demon worshipper? To desecrate the soul of the deceased—unforgivable.”
Ancestar said with suppressed anger, attacking extremely agilely while riding the flying horse.
After probing for ten minutes, Ancestar suddenly pulled up into the sky on his flying horse. His heart beat rapidly. Heart Force flowed to his right hand, actually generating a gigantic silver-white lance.
Ancestar and horse became one, striking the hooded man wearing Bent’s painful expression like a silver meteor.
Bang!
The hooded man was knocked flying by the huge impact of the lance. The expression of Bent on the mask became even more painful, but the man himself moved as usual.
Ancestar’s expression remained unchanged, continuing to impact like a meteor.
“Too weak. Is this all the power you have? You can’t even compare to the person on my mask.”
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