Chapter 45: Might of the Spears (2/2)

”Magic Matrix: Sapphire Buckler.” Thomas activated his magic matrix, feeling a huge amount of magic energy drain from him. At the same time, a round blue shield manifested, strapped around his right hand, which he raised to dodge the golden spear and the wooden spears.

Clank!

The spears collided with the shield of a blue color. A small shockwave rang out at the impact and speed of the attacks. Thomas's muscles bulged, and veins popped on his head as he felt like a boulder has crashed on his shield. His feet pressed on the grounds, but he still got pushed back by several meters in the time it takes for a person to blink their eyes as sparks flew out from the clash between the spears and the shield, intense clanking sound sounding in the area.

”Goddamn it!”

Thomas knew full well his shield wouldn't hold its ground for another second, so he jumped to the right to get out of harm's way.

However, his shield shattered in the very moment, and Elliot's spear still took away his arm with it, nailing it into the bark of a tree.

”Ahh!” Thomas roared out in pain. His face pale as he pressed on his severe wound, blood spurting out from it, splattering on the ground below, dyeing it crimson.

Then, abruptly, Elliot and Theo leaped out from behind the cover of greenery, dropping towards the head of the rogue magicians nearest to them without any hesitation, signaling the descend of the harbinger of death on the battlefield!

They brandished their weapons, glistening under the twin moon's moonlight.

They were too fast, stealthy, and strong.

The rogue magicians couldn't even react before their weapons chopped their heads off their bodies, crimson blood painting the ground red.

<You've slain two more humans in the third and the fifth level of magical realm>

<You've gained the right to extract the essence of life out of their bodies>

These two notifications sounded in Elliot's ears as he and Theo rushed towards the rest of the rogue magicians.