Chapter 647 - You’re Great, but You Talk Too Much (1/2)
Chapter 647: You’re Great, but You Talk Too Much
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The barren, dark plains that had been ravaged by a spell earlier
Link and Nozama stood before each other, staring at one another. They were completely focused, but no one acted.
Whoosh, whoosh. Wind blew by. The wind on the plains was dark. When it blew past the earth, it swept up a cloud of dark dust that obstructed their vision.
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Sea of Void
The God of Destruction watched the situation in the realm. He couldn’t help but swear inwardly, That stupid demon! He talks too much!
It could have been done easily, but he just had to cause so many problems. Now, they two sides were practically equal. It was hard to say who could win.
A few miles from the battlefield, there were three flashes of light. When the light subsided, three people appeared. They all collapsed with a plop, including Romeon.
His face was horribly pale, and his lips were bloody. He was bearing the realm’s resistance to Link by himself so Link could use his full power. The cost was that he practically had no power himself.
Falling onto the ground, he immediately took out a runestone and added his remaining bit of power to it. The runestone glowed. Soon after, the wind rose around him, and his unicorn flew over.
The two demons beside him were still unconscious. They’d really been scared silly. Both of them were wet underneath and smelled like sulfur. Clearly, they’d both pissed and sh*t their pants.
They’re as brave as rats. So embarrassing. Romeon tied them up with a rope and hung them on the unicorn’s back. Finally, he climbed up and patted the unicorn’s neck. “Let’s go, my old friend.”
When they rose into the sky, Romeon glanced at the battlefield behind him. “Dragon,” he murmured, “don’t disappoint me.”
He would only be a burden if he stayed. Right now, he had to hurry back to the Protectors’ land. Only there would he be truly safe.
The moment the unicorn sped away, a gale appeared in Link and Nozama’s battlefield. Whoosh! It swept up most of the black dust. It instantly covered the sky, blocking their vision.
Almost at the same time, the two acted.
Link was disadvantaged. His soul wasn’t as strong as Nozama, but he knew more about Nozama than the man thought. His mind was also calmer. Both of their battle techniques had reached an extreme level.
It could be said that both had their advantages. It was hard to say who would win.
Link narrowed his eyes and lunged. He saw Nozama’s blurred image. Listening to the wind around him, he determined Nozama’s specific location from the changes in the wind.
He stabbed his sword with only 70% of his power so he could adjust as needed.
Suddenly, he heard a clang. Narrowing his eyes, he saw a silver light flash, coming at him like lightning splitting the turbidity.
So fast!
Link grew serious. He went to meet it with his longsword. That moment, he realized he wasn’t fast enough. With his current speed, he would be stabbed before he could block. Changing plans, the sword’s surroundings blurred. He’d activated a low-level force field.
They were fighting physically, but both were still Magicians. These low-level spells were like instincts. They could cast them without too much thinking and create great effects with their battle techniques.
Link’s force field had two goals. One was to speed up his sword; the other was to disrupt Nozama.