Chapter 42: Dealing With the Second-in-Command of the Mage Association
[Fear points + 3000]
He had thought that it would be a piece of cake. But, unfortunately, it could not be any harder.
Jarrosus never expected that a small scarecrow would cause him such a huge loss.
This was the first defeat that this strongest team had experienced since its establishment.
Not to mention five, even if it was just one, Jarrosus could not bear it.
This was all his hard work!
He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his anger.
Facing the scarecrow as powerful and terrifying as the arrival of death, the five mages beside Jarrosus did not dare to be careless.
They silently set up a barrier to block the crow’s attack from outside.
“Sir Jarrosus, we can’t hold on much longer.”
Jarrosus even felt a sense of absurdity when he heard his subordinate’s words.
He suddenly felt like laughing. How long had it been since he had heard such words from his subordinate?
Cannot hold on? How ironic!
When he had led the team in the past, he had never encountered such a situation.
Forget about not being able to hold on much longer. In the past battles, he had rarely even set up a barrier.
“Enough, prepare to counterattack.”
Jarrosus raised his hand, and the three mages around him who were healing him immediately stopped.
Flanders also noticed Jarrosus’ actions.
[Fear points + 4000]
He tilted his head, and the smile on his face became even more eerie and terrifying.
“Is it coming out of that turtle shell?”
[Fear points + 4,000]
It had to be said that these mages were very strong.
Each of them had the strength that was not inferior to the Sword King.
[Fear points + 5,000]
Therefore, there was really no way to deal with the barrier in a short period of time by relying solely on Flanders’ own methods.
A green, horrifying light enveloped sword Apophis.
[Fear points + 6,000]
This was the best opportunity for sword Apophis to show off.
[Fear points + 3,500]
A large amount of life force flowed out of Flanders’ body and poured into sword Apophis.
For a moment, the light on sword Apophis’ body became even more dazzling.
Just looking at that faint green light made him feel as if his soul was being sucked away.
[Fear points + 7,000]
[Fear points + 8,000]
[Fear points + 7,000]
[Fear points + 6,000]
[Fear points + 8,500]
Feeling that it was about time, Flanders took the initiative to attack before Jarrosus and the others.
At the same time, the five mages lying in a pool of blood on the ground trembled for the last time and did not respond.
It was obvious that Flanders did not fully understand their lives before.
The greedy Flanders was unable to resist the temptation of the fear point in the end.
He held back at the end, only depriving the mages of their ability to move.
He also used the Fear skill and Five Bone Abundance to squeeze out the last bit of their value.
Holding the hilt with both hands, Flanders hacked at the magic barrier in front of him.
The energy condensed on sword Apophis’ body was released in an instant.
The sky was dyed green.
Under the continuous attacks of the crows, the shaky barrier shattered the moment it came into contact with sword Apophis.
The green light engulfed Jarrosus and the others.
Whether it was living or not, everything was stripped of its original color at this moment and completely drowned in the green flood.
“The power is better than I imagined.”
The light dissipated, and there was only a huge tunnel in front of Flanders. There was nothing else.
Sword Apophis had not been in the hands of the Sword King for decades in vain.
That move just now was the Sword King’s strongest move.
The effect of the Sword King’s move was the same as Flanders’ move. It felt like two skills.
However, thinking about it, it made sense. The Sword King had only paid for ten years of his life, while Flanders had paid for the entire lifespan of five mages.
Moreover, it was the lifespan of five C-class mages of the same level as the Sword King.
In exchange, the outcome would naturally be different if the price was different.
If someone were to examine the corpses of these five mages, they would definitely discover that they did not die from excessive blood loss, but from old age.
People who suffered fatal injuries would die before they died. Such an unbelievable thing would definitely give them more fear points after the event.
Thinking of this, Flanders controlled his crows to prevent them from eating the corpses.
Thinking of the fear points, Flanders could not help but feel a wave of regret.
It was a pity that the attack just now was too powerful and too fierce. It did not even give people the time to fear it before they died.
As this thought appeared in his mind, Flanders heard a notification from the system.
[Fear points + 100,000]
[Fear points + 10,000]
Hmm? Not dead, but still alive?
As everyone knew, the dead would not feel fear, so naturally they would not contribute fear points.
And to be able to bring him such a huge benefit, Flanders immediately determined who was the one who survived.
As expected of the second-in-command of the Mage Association. He had so many tricks up his sleeves that he was actually able to survive that one attack.
Flanders did not feel regretful about Jarrosus’ survival. On the contrary, he was very happy.
It was good to survive. Only by surviving would there be any value in being killed.
“Master has succeeded. We have defeated the second-in-command of the Mage Association.”
Sword Apophis was very glad at this moment. His previous decision and the new master gave him a completely different feeling.
For a demonic sword like it, it actually needed a user if it wanted to display its greatest power,
Therefore, sword Apophis did not reject submitting to others. The only thing it disliked was submitting to a mediocre person.
Just like its previous master, Sword King, who had fought for half his life but still only had the strength of a C-class.
If the situation did not force it, it would not even look at a person like the Sword King.
As for sword Apophis’ performance, Flanders had also seen it.
This magic sword was unexpectedly useful.
Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of another strange thing that he had subdued.
Long Hair was strange. If he could use it properly, it would be a good attack method.
Flanders only thought about it and put it to the back of his mind. He still had more important things to do.
Putting away his sword, Apophis, Flanders walked toward Sarkos City.
This matter was a little too big. He planned to hide for a period of time.
During this period of time, he would stay in Sarkos City.
Those mages would definitely think that he had left Sarkos city long ago, and he wanted to use this idea to develop silently in Sarkos City.