Mage Veja

Chapter 480 Sword of Storm
A half-year-old child.

A massive sword.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this combination is really different.

To describe it, it's probably like a low-level soldier who just joined the army dislikes standard weapons, and went to a weapon store to pick up a bad street sword to show off outside. In the eyes of real veterans, this is simply a circus clown .

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

But anyone who has a little bit of strength, or who has fought four or five times, will not choose such a cumbersome weapon.

Because this flashy big sword is a burden in battle.

But none of the people present this time dared to underestimate Veigar's weapon, because those who underestimated that weapon had just been instantly killed by Veigar's sword.

It can be seen that.

Veigana's sword was only swung out to resist the opponent's attack, that is to say, in a fundamental sense, a considerable part of his strength was reserved, but such a casual attack caused a shocking destructive power.

Who is number 1?
The elite of the elite in the Inquisition.

Although he is famous for his speed, and he doesn't know how many people can surpass him in defense, but such a master can't be reduced to the end of being instantly killed no matter what.

The old machete had already set off a huge wave in his heart.

Can such an opponent really be defeated?
When a hunter starts to question his abilities, he goes from hunter to prey.

The old machete knew this, and he forced himself not to think about it. For the sake of the tribe's children, even if there was no chance of death for this task, he must risk his life to complete it.

"It turns out that the real trapped beast has always been me."

The old machete recalled the conversation that day, and now it seems that he is the real fighting beast, and the enemy is the tabby cat who teased his mouse... No, it should be said to be a tiger. His life and death are all in Vega in a moment.

But the old scimitar will not surrender.

What he is carrying is more important than life, so the word surrender is destined not to exist in his dictionary.

If you don't surrender, then fight for victory.

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

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

Veigar saw the old machete's actions.

For Vega, the old scimitar is the real enemy, so now he really wants to kill the old scimitar.

It's a pity he still didn't dare to move.

Because the members of the A1 team have not been cleaned up, Veigar no longer wants to be caught in another trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

Now all he has to do is wait.

Waiting for his subordinates to clean up everyone in the A1 team, during this period, even if the old machete turned around and ran away, he would not take a step away from Shia and Qi Lisi without authorization.

But soon, Vega got busy.

After No. 1 died, members of the A1 team rushed towards Vega one after another, seeming to want to cross Vega in a teamwork way and kill Qi Lisi.

But this is a fantasy after all.

Veigar changed the shotgun, and although the Storm Sword in his hand did not have any special effects, the attack power of the blessing even made Veigar feel terrified, completely reaching the level of a high-level magic weapon.

An attack of this level would cause injury if rubbed against it, and death if touched.

The teamwork of the A1 team lost its effect in front of Veigar. Anyone who dared to fight Veigar head-on would be instantly killed by a single sword, and the people who were killed were often bloody and bloody, and the scene was quite bloody.

One-shot kill.

All are instant kills with one sword.

Veigar is like a god of war, and no one is his single enemy.

time flies.

Team A1 can only survive with a dozen or so people. Due to the structure of the building, there is no way to escape, and the whole team of this team was wiped out here.

The old scimitar looked more and more frightened.

He even had the idea of ​​retreating and re-planning.

But the time left for him was less than a month. If Vega could not be killed under the circumstances today, then it would be even more impossible to complete this task in the future.

So, the old machete stood up.

I saw that the rusty scimitar in his hand had faded away from the rust and became sharp.

But when the scimitar faded away from the rust, the Dolan's blade in the other hand of the old scimitar turned into fly ash, as if the soul had been swallowed up by the scimitar.

No unnecessary words were said.

The old scimitar raised the cold scimitar in his hand and attacked Vega.

boom!
With a wave of Veigar's hand, the scimitar and the great sword collided together.

For Vega, this was a painless blow, he just waved it lightly, but it was a different world for the old machete.

Only after experiencing it firsthand will you understand how terrifying Veigar's attack is. Even though it was just a light blow, the old machete felt like a whole mountain was pressing towards him, and as an ordinary person, he could only be crushed to pieces.

boom!
The old scimitar flew upside down, smashing a big hole in the wall, and seemed to have been seriously injured.

It was also this blow that wiped out the only trace of luck left in the old machete's heart.

His scimitar has the ability to absorb the special effects of other middle-level magic weapons. Originally, he thought that he had absorbed the special ability of Vega Doran's Blade, and the special effects of the scimitar on the plane, as long as he can fight with Vega a few more times Fighting hand to hand, paralyzing Vega's nerves and draining his magic power, there is still a [-]% hope to compete with Vega.

It now appears that this is really wishful thinking.

He, an ordinary man, actually tried to resist the mighty power of a mountain?

This is simply not something human can do.

So he got up with difficulty and continued to put on an attacking posture, and the reason why he still retained his fighting power was not only because he was more resistant to beatings, but also because Vega didn't use his full strength.

Wei Jia looked curiously at the attitude of the old scimitar: "Forgive me, you know that you can't defeat me at all, why do you risk your life to fight me like this? If you run away now, it's not like you have no hope of surviving."

"Where can I escape to?"

Hearing what the old scimitar said, Vega continued to ask: "You don't look like a foolish and 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 that there is indeed no room for me."

A trace of loneliness flashed in the eyes of the old machete: "My people are being tortured, my brothers and sisters are being enslaved by the empire, but you let me ignore their pain and spend my old age alone? Compared with this kind of torture, death is just a kind of relief.”

boom.

The old machete put down his weapon.

His cloudy eyes were full of powerlessness: "Your Excellency, please give me a death sentence. I only hope that the empire will no longer enslave my people for the sake of my life for them."

A gleam flashed in Vega's eyes.

He raised the Sword of Storm, took two steps in three steps, and put it on the old machete's neck.

(End of this chapter)