Chapter 487 - Legendary Battle (3) (1/2)
Chapter 487: Legendary Battle (3)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“They’re gonna fight over there!”
On a piece of high land beside the royal avenue, Skinorse squinted through a fine telescope to look at the situation inside the camp.
Kanorse, Annie, Magician Morrigan, and Priest Moya were beside him.
Skinorse looked over to them and reported the situation. “It looks bad. Duke Abel’s side is three people while Master Link is alone. He has to protect King Leon and consider the soldiers around them. He’s so restricted. How can he fight?”
Anyone with a bit of experience would see this and realize how troublesome it was.
Master Link should either fight with his full power or get out of here and not care about it. If he had to care about it while considering the soldiers, he might die without a corpse.
Hearing this, Kanorse was filled with anxiety. Link was his savior and had once taken an extreme risk to save him from the North. Now, he couldn’t help but say, “No, I can’t just watch here. I must fight too.”
“Me too,” Annie said.
She wanted to ask personally. If her father was set on going with those so-called Agatha Nagas, she would give up. As his daughter, she would give her life back to him.
And she would never let Link die!
Kanorse picked Annie and got ready to jump down.
Skinorse hurriedly stopped Kanorse. “Honestly, why are you two so impatient? Isn’t Master Link a Spatial Magician? If he’s going to lose, he can run!”
“But we can’t just sit here and watch.” Kanorse’s brows were furrowed.
Skinorse sighed deeply. He turned to Moya and Morrigan. “Friends, we should do that now, right?”
Moya nodded. “We can’t wait anymore. Let’s start.”
Morrigan was in pain. “Ah, that’s my treasure. Now it’s going to be gone.”
As he spoke, he took out a white-gold disc, eight inches in diameter, from his spatial bracelet. Runes flowed through the disc. There was also a colorful shine. From the looks of it, it was nothing average.
“I found this from a High Elf tomb. It’s called the Revelation Disc. Its one use is to add strong power to someone… We don’t have much time. They’re going to fight soon so let’s start!”
With that, Morrigan pointed his wand at the disc. Mana surged into it, and the colorful shine grew heavier. Priest Moya also walked over. Milky white sacred light emerged from her hands and poured into the disc.
Whoosh. The colorful haze spread to around three feet in diameter. The white-gold disc was almost transparent.
“Skinorse, Princess Annie,” Morrigan called. “Hurry and pour in all your power. Don’t keep anything back… Kanorse, you don’t have to!”
Skinorse and Annie walked over. Their Battle Aura lit up at their hands, and they gripped the disc. Skinorse was a Level-8 Assassin now while Annie was at the pinnacle of Level-7. Though she was weak, her Battle Aura had recovered a lot during these days of rest. When their power entered the disc, the colorful haze shot out to nine feet wide.
Next, Morrigan pushed the shiny side of the disc towards Kanorse and activated a rune. Crack. With a light sound, the disc cracked. First, a web of fissures spread across the surface. Then it broken into shards and finally, into countless dots of light. They melted into the air like ice on a stove.
At the same time, the others used up all their energy and collapsed onto the ground.
Next, the colorful haze in the air contracted. It transformed into a fist-sized ball of rune light. It flew, crashing into Kanorse’s chest, and entered his body.
He stumbled back from the hit. One second after he steadied himself, his body started glowing. His eyes especially radiated with shocking light. The others couldn’t meet his eyes.
Kanorse looked down at his hands. “I can feel unprecedented strength,” he murmured.
Morrigan made a face. “Yes, you are a Level-9 Warrior. The Revelation Disc raises one’s power one level. You are now at Level-10 and in the Legendary state. You obviously have unprecedented strength. But my poor treasure…”
Skinorse picked up a pebble and tossed it at Kanorse. “What are you waiting for? The time is limited. You only have five or six minutes. Ah, this weak feeling is scary. I’d spent a night with a Beastwoman when I was young, but even that wasn’t this tiring.”
Kanorse automatically ignored Skinorse’s last sentence and nodded. “I see!”
With that, he turned and jumped down the high land. With another burst of power, he ran 900 feet and shot towards the camp like an arrow.
…
At this time, Duke Abel slowly pulled out his sword. “I call this sword Hero’s Dusk,” he said darkly. “Link, you are the youngest of a small noble family. You shouldn’t have anything, but you somehow broke through your lowly fate and became a Legendary Magician. You’re a hero, so I will use this sword against you.”
Those who could break through the shackles of fate were all heroes!
As he spoke, Link stepped to the front of King Leon. “Your Majesty,” he whispered. “Take the Warriors back.”
Duke Abel sneered. “You want to protect my brother? No matter. He is destined to die today. It’s just a matter of time.”
Link’s expression was unchanged. His calmness was difficult for an average man to comprehend. Like a mirror, he could reflect every change in the outside world but wouldn’t be affected personally.
This was the effect of fighting with magic for so long.
When King Leon started retreating, he unsheathed the Dragon King’s Fury. He was ready.
At the same time, his vision flashed. He knew it was a mission and took a glance. It was telling him to defeat Duke Abel. Skipping the other specifics, he accepted it.