Chapter 1260 - The Capture (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hao Ren was glad that he had narrowly escaped the attack, but he did not ease up.

His shield was not indestructible. Plus, his shield’s capacity had been declining throughout the battle earlier.

Although the warriors used ordinary weapons, their combat effectiveness was still astonishing. Collow had its own special power system. There, ordinary people could gain superhuman strength through special training methods and power infusion. Filled with all kinds of energy, their swords were no less powerful than ordinary werewolves or demon hunters, and some of their special skills could also bring considerable damage. Hao Ren was immune to most magic in the Plane of Dreams, but he could not escape the damage beyond the magic. So, the warriors’ assault did hurt him to the max.

If the siege had doubled, and Hao Ren had no time to prepare his various mass-destruction weapons, he would have had to run away.

Unfortunately for them, their trump card was not a fighter, but a wizard with zero lethality towards Hao Ren.

Actually, there was no problem with this arrangement. In Collow, the most lethal combat professions had always been the magic units, especially the wizards. Although wizards were too weak to be trained as assassins, with adequate preparation, only wizards could hit ambushed targets nearly 100% of the time. The reason for this was, the warriors of Collow had a single means of attack and lacked the ability to control the situation. Meanwhile, wizards had a wide range of magical skills to bury enemies under endless spells.

Most of the warriors had already been destroyed in the battle, and the three remaining fighters were clearly not a threat. Every wizard, except Lamore, had died of exhaustion and the overflow of magic power. The ambush was finally settled, but Hao Ren still had many issues to figure out.

He looked around and frowned: Count Willie was gone.

The count was clearly the man behind the scene. Based on what he said moments ago, it seemed that this “young talent” was absolutely the hidden threat lurking within the kingdom. Hao Ren could make a vague guess, but he was still confused.

Now, Hao Ren could only focus on Lamore and the three fighters.

The old wizard had been weakened by two consecutive shocks of mana exhaustion as well as the poison of the Abyssal Tear. He collapsed to the ground, his face pale and trembling. Great beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead. The three soldiers raised their swords immediately after they saw that Hao Ren had turned his eyes to them. However, it was more like an instinctive reaction.

A monster immune to “forbidden magic”; this was beyond their mental endurance capacity.

“You certainly didn’t think this through,” Hao Ren approached Lamore and spoke in a condescending manner.

Lamore had no strength to move, but he was not terrified. Perhaps he knew that fear would not help. “You are not an ancient guardian. What the hell are you?”

Hao Ren raised his eyebrows and asked, “Why do you say that? Have you ever seen a true ancient guardian?”

“I have not, but the ancestors of the cult did not see any magic-immune freaks when they destroyed the Cassouin Grand Temple a thousand years ago…” said Lamore, coughing violently. “…This… This is not the kind of power a mere mortal would possess. You are a monster based on the laws of the world… Ha, so, you’re just like us…”

Hao Ren frowned. “The cult? You? Who the hell are you? Why did you attack me?”

Lamore’s expression changed. “You really don’t know?”

Hao Ren shrugged. “How would I know? All I know is that you’ve had a wicked plan from the beginning.”

“Is that Veronica just a…” Lamore laughed miserably. “Ah… That’s what happened. Fate is a cruel thing. We have accumulated our numbers and operated for so many years, and this is how it ends.”