Chapter 523: Chapter D193: Victory 2
D178 50 145*2=d178(46) 340=386
Taking advantage of the montary distraction of her elder brother, the Hero’s dance steps never stopped. Her bending waist gracefully rebounded in the next second, and the flas around her swirled like long sleeves, transforming into a scorching glow that greeted the swinging sword.
At the instant the blade approached, the Magic Power compressed within the sword blade also released instantly, forming an intricate Magic Technique.
[Elder Brother activated skill: Arcane Sword (Intelligence 47, Sword and Staff 60, Advanced Magic*2=4d100)]
D63 107 d40 4d100=d63(5) 107 d40(9) (66) (64) (9) (58)=318
The howling Raging Wind gathered on the sword, the cold vortex like a blade storm.
The slashing integrated with two High-tier Magic was swung out, causing the entire space to go dim, except for the stage where the girl stood, which remained splendid and radiant.
As the slash was swung, the Raging Wind surged, ice and snow sharp as blades, and a wild tornado rose from the ground, roaring towards the Hero.
Although it was a hastily completed Magic Technique, this sword swung by the Legendary Mage still possessed the power to destroy cities and fortresses.
However, just before the tornado storm was about to swallow the Hero, it seed to slam into an invisible wall.
The spreading Fire Sea, the diffuse golden light, the swaying atmosphere… all of these ford iron-like city walls, encircling the girl, constructing an impregnable fortress that firmly blocked the violent snow and wind several ters away.
Upon the stage, the Hero danced unscathed.
The distance of re inches away turned into a chasm, the snow and wind gradually subsiding, like a finished song.
“It’s my turn, brother, please be careful.”
The girl’s gentle words passed like a spring breeze, and what followed was a surging Golden Holy Fire like a tsunami.
In the increasingly intense War Dance, she swung an Iron Fist, striking towards the young man across the air, while the golden Fla Sea, like an obedient army, surged high and transford into an endless wave, roaring towards the young man!
[Father’s interest in this battle (if the Hero’s damage value exceeds 1000, then 50)]
D100=d100(69)=69
[Dance not interrupted, Hero activated skill: Apocalypse Battle Dance – Sacrifice]
D33 50 d355 40 5d100 73 d40 d39=d33(12) d355(18) (23) (16) (35) (16) (71) d40(9) d39(21) 163=384*1.1=434
Note: Dancing Fla Prayer Light ets the standard, Ritual Magic 5d100, Miracle Egg Tiger Armor Breaking 73 Inferno d40 Fire Sea d39, equipnt power bottom line 50, Human Anatomy Insight LV2 damage to Humanoid *1.1, physical bottom line 0.1=40 (bottom line does not stack, take high)
[Hero’s Beast Spirit Magic Power: 5257]
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
The golden flas wantonly swayed on the shattered training ground, scorching and dazzling, expanding its existence to the fullest, yet loyally guarding the center of the Fire Sea, like so giant group, protecting its “mother”.
The stiffness of Sacrifice transford into a pause in the midst of the dance, the Hero gently withdrew the fist she had just swung and then elegantly bowed like a perforr temporarily bowing out.
She lifted her body, her gaze passing through the layers of golden-red flas, looking towards her brother beyond the Fire Sea.
The young man engulfed by the golden Fire Sea was unhard.
At the mont the Fire Sea was about to swallow him, an invisible Shield rose, isolating the burning Fiery Fla outside.
After one strike failed, he rapidly retreated under the sweep of Raging Wind to dozens of ters away, escaping the range of the Fire Sea’s assault.
But the Hero could still clearly see his pale face, deeply furrowed brows, and the bulging veins on his forehead.
[Elder Brother activated skill: True Knowledge Shield (only in the round activated, Elder Brother can increase 311 points of Constitution, deduction order is – extra life – Intelligence – Constitution)]
[Elder Brother’s health this round is: 106 311 311=728, Armor Value is: total Constitution 417/10*2=83 60=143]
[Elder Brother suffered 434-143=291 points of damage, HP 106 20/106]
Although the Shield successfully fended off her offensive, it clearly wasn’t without cost. That bloodless face was proof enough.
The Hero could even feel that her brother was experiencing intense headaches from the Spirit shock, her face montarily showing so concern, about to speak.
But in the next mont, an icy glint suddenly flashed above her vision.
She jerked her head up, discovering that the Magic Wind and Snow, which had been scattered and blown to the high altitude earlier, and seed to return fruitlessly, had sohow condensed into dozens of crystal-clear Ice Swords.
These luminescent sharp blades silently hung in the air as if waiting for the most opportune mont. Just at the instant the Hero was distracted, they fell down with a whistle that tore through the air!
‘Overlay Magic, delayed activation, effect multiplication.’
Her brother’s bland explanation from ten minutes ago flashed through her mind, making the Hero widen her eyes.
She instinctively intended to clash her Enchanted Claw together, trying to block the rain of Ice Swords descending from the sky, but her arms, still weakened post-Sacrifice, were one step slower.
The golden flas protecting the Hero surged violently under the sweep of the Steel Wind, colliding with the incoming Ice Swords in mid-air. The blazing hot waves and the biting cold wind mixed, creating an explosive roar.
But the intangible wind and fire ultimately could not entirely block the physical blades. Several Ice Swords pierced through the fla barrier, partially lted by the high temperature, yet their sharpness remained.
The rain of Ice Swords fell on the Hero, forcing her to let out a muffled groan.
[Ice Sword (Armor Break 25, Shield Reduction 80)]
2d50 105=d50(33) d50(47) 105=185
[Elder Brother dealt 185 points of damage to Hero]
[Hero received 185-126 (sacrifice armor)-96 (Shield)=0 points damage, Grudge 37/96]
Caught off guard by the onslaught of the icy sword rain, the Hero’s face instantly turned pale.
She too had her brother’s Shield ability, but it seed sowhat different.
These Ice Swords did not break her defense, but despite not losing a single strand of hair, she could feel the bone-chilling cold and sharp pain seeping into her body, infiltrating her like a hateful viper, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.
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