Chapter 73 45. Three, Two, One, Team Fight
The Wind of Shash, the magic of death, manifests as a purple magical wind that embodies the passage of time and the inevitability of death. It is the most mysterious and terrifying of all magics. It is closely tied to the passage of time. It originates from the past, because the past is over and gone; it passes through the present, because ending and death are at the core of life; and it enters the future, because the future inevitably leads to ending and death. Some equate Shash with fate, as fate does not control the past, present, or future, but rather merges with and reflects them.
Two high-ranking dark sorceresses began to channel the Wind of Shash into the counterfeit dagger.
In the room, the wind of Shaxu began to weaken continuously. Walter held the magical leaf hammer in both hands, staring at the mummy in front of him, swallowing his saliva. Ryan and Kallion beside him looked at him curiously. In the whole room, the only sounds were the sound of the flowing wind and the sound of Walter's saliva.
Maranul jokingly said at this time: "What's wrong? Is the patriarch of the Thorn Family greedy?"
Walter's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to argue something, but before he could say anything, all the dignitaries burst into laughter. The shaky wind in the room seemed to disappear in an instant, and the room was filled with a happy air.
After playing around for a while, the wind of Shaxu in the room finally dried up, and a female sorceress nodded and said, "Master, you may begin."
Daxus wanted to be more traditional and start the fight by calling three, two, one, but after thinking about it, he thought it was too naive. He shook his head and said, "Get ready!"
"start!"
Kesley swung his scimitar, attempting to knock the Soul Dagger away with the tip. Elleril's eyes snapped open, and Kesley felt a dread creep down his spine. How long had it been since he'd felt this way? Seeing that the Soul Dagger hadn't been knocked away, Kesley swung the scimitar again, slashing at Elleril's arm.
The soul dagger instantly released its power, impacting a group of dignitaries, and the amulets around their necks shattered one after another.
Eleril's right hand actually held the soul dagger to block the attack, and then his left fist hit Kesley's face. Kesley turned his head to avoid it, and the wind from the fist moved Kesley's hair, and the fist hit Kesley's shoulder directly.
Elleril's strength was so terrifying that it knocked Kesley back down the stairs.
Kesley rolled on the ground to relieve the force. Eleril's eyes seemed to be burning, his jaw opened, and he let out a silent cry of anger. Kesley also became angry, and he jumped and chopped at Eleril with force.
The mummies in the eight coffins also began to move. Bainie thrust out the Duruch halberd with one hand, and the tip of the halberd accurately pierced the neck of the mummy. He rotated his arm and exerted force, and the mummy's head was directly separated. The surprising thing was that since the mummies were moving, the blades of their longswords and greatswords began to flash with magical light. The mummies blocked the second attack of the dignitaries. The mummies with separated heads jumped out of the coffins at an astonishing speed and started fighting.
Daxus also used the Messiah to cut off the mummy's neck. The mummy blocked his second attack. The greatsword came directly at him, but he did not retreat. Instead, he fought back, rotating his left heel to avoid the attack, and slashed at the mummy's arm with his backhand. The black steel armor was connected, and the mummy's arm broke with a sound. The weapon also fell to the ground. He swung the Messiah again and slashed at the mummy's thigh.
"careful!"
Maranul's voice came from behind Daxus. The mummy that Maranul was dealing with suddenly turned around and attacked him for some reason. Hearing the sound of weapons breaking through the air, he turned sideways and held up the Messier to block the attack. The mummy was stronger than the one he was dealing with, and the Messier broke directly in the collision. Maranul leaned over and chopped the mummy's knees with his serrated sword. The mummy, who was still waving the sword, fell directly to the ground. He turned around and continued to attack his mummy. The mummy's sword had fallen to the ground with his arm, and the other hand was still grabbing towards him, but he was directly chopped off by the half-broken Messier.
The battle gradually ended. Franais had already begun helping other nobles deal with the mummies. Baine and Kesle were dealing with Eleril. Baine's Duruchi halberd blocked the soul dagger and suddenly shouted, "Back off!"
Maranul wanted to go forward to fight, but was pulled back by Daquus. The Druchi began to retreat and give up the battlefield.
In the end, Eleril couldn't withstand the pincer attack from two high-level fighters. After holding on for a while, he fell to the ground. What kind of martial ethics could he have with a mummy? Besides, Duruchi had no martial ethics either!
The room was filled with dust and broken pieces of mummified corpses, which was simply beyond description. The smell of corruption in the dry air destroyed Daquus's senses, and he wrapped his mask tighter.
Two sorceresses quickly approached Eleril. One picked up her glove and grasped the Soul Dagger by its handle. The other, wisely, didn't hold the box in her hands, but placed it on the ground. She was worried the Soul Dagger might slip while she was putting it in. The sorceress holding the Soul Dagger gave Eleril a meaningful look before placing it back in the box and closing it.
As for the fake, it was placed on the parchment book.
Daxus stood at the door and watched the two sorceresses' operations. He shook his head and said in a creaking voice, "Or? Should we retreat first? Cough, cough." After that, he began to cough convulsively. The other dignitaries couldn't stand it anymore and walked towards the stairs. They didn't take the exploded equipment since they wouldn't lose it anyway.
Walking up the long spiral staircase, the group of dignitaries returned to the tomb full of murals and gasped for breath.
Maranur took a deep breath, looked at Daquus and asked, "Is this the end?"
Darkus was a little confused by the question. After a moment's pause, he asked, "What else?" He tilted his head towards the trap door and said, "You can try to open that door."
Maranur looked at Daquus with disdain and said, "If you want to open it, let's open it together."
"Kalyon, go tell Edmund to get ready." Daquus said calmly, but there was cruelty behind these words.
After resting for half an hour, the group of dignitaries went down again.
The dust and debris in the air dissipated, and Dacuus walked into the room with a different feeling. The room was silent and dark. Victory belonged to the living. Eight mummies lay on the ground in a mess, and Elleril was nothing more than a pile of tattered rags and broken bones.
After the two sorceresses confirmed it, a group of dignitaries began to pick up weapons on the ground, waving them and exchanging them with each other.
Daquus chose a half-hand sword, known as the universal sword. Ancient and ornate, its blade adorned with intricate patterns and inscriptions, shimmering with magical light. It could thrust, slash, and slash, a versatile weapon that could be used with either hand or shield, perfectly suiting his 1.9-meter height.
"Perfect! I don't know about its other properties, but it definitely has a magical attack effect."
This soul dagger is the one that Malus has, and it’s in the game.
It’s over, _(:з」∠)_, I don’t recommend it anymore.
