Chapter 126: 125 Cut it down directly (Sixth update, please subscribe! Seeking monthly tickets!)
“Boom!”
When the heroic explosion once again arose in the camp, the sight that everyone witnessed was one that would be difficult to forget.
Shane and Beddo simultaneously unleashed earth-shattering Magic Power at the mont of contact, and then collided fiercely.
“ntal Destruction!”
Beddo unleashed a relentless attack on the charging Shane, causing an invisible surge of Magic Power to explode in Shane’s mind like a wild shockwave, though invisible to the naked eye.
It was an Upper Level Spiritual Magic, capable of destroying a person’s will and spirit. It may not cause physical harm, but those struck by this spell could at best beco ntally scattered and lose consciousness on the spot, and at worst, their mories and even souls might be destroyed, turning them into the living dead, no different from death itself.
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Ordinary defenses were useless against such psychological attacks. Such spells were notoriously difficult to predict and defend against, and it was often hard to find a clear counterasure.
Because it acted directly on a person’s spirit, will, heart, and soul, unless one possessed special Magic Tools and Skills, defending against it was notably difficult.
Beddo believed that Shane had so ans of defense; since even his own “Curse Lightning” couldn’t harm him, then he had to attack Shane’s spirit and will.
Indeed, Beddo’s focus was correct; this type of Spiritual Magic was beyond the scope of “Magic Resistance”.
How might one reduce the damage of magic that doesn’t cause actual physical harm?
Against such magic, general Defense Skills were often more effective than Resistance Skills.
However, spells that do not cause exact damage are usually classified under “Abnormal States”.
This ans that though “Magic Resistance” was ineffective against Spiritual Magic, “Abnormal State Resistance” could defend against Spiritual Magic and attacks.
Therefore, Shane only felt a sudden boom in his head followed by a clearing sensation. Not only did he not lose consciousness, but he also took the opportunity to increase his speed and charged at Beddo, who had just cast the spell, at almost perfect timing.
This was the effect of “Close Range Evasion”, taking advantage of all factors to approach the enemy in the fastest, best, and most effective way while dodging attacks.
Thus, Shane swung a Slashing attack before Beddo could react at all.
“Shlick!”
Like cutting through a black curtain of water, the Magic Weapon imbued with “Magical Sword” cleanly cut through the curtain of Magic Power surrounding Beddo, exposing him to Shane, who was protected by Defense Magic.
“Tsk…!”
Beddo let out an irritated click of his tongue but did not lose his composure. He opted for close combat after realizing his magic was ineffective against Shane.
“Die, you little human scoundrel!”
Beddo growled like a wild beast, and one hand, with claws as sharp as knives, tore through the air and viciously reached for Shane’s head.
“Clang!”
With a clear ringing sound, Shane quickly parried, deflecting Beddo’s claw strike.
“Oooh…!”
Beddo imdiately flailed both hands as if becoming a Ghost, with his fingernails bulging out, all turning long, sharp, and vicious, like real Ghost claws, bringing cold flashes in the air as they continued to cleave towards Shane.
“Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang…”
The sounds of intense clashes resonated.
Facing the relentless attacks of the Sharp Claws, Shane seed to see through the trajectory of each strike, deflecting all incoming attacks with minimal movent.
With the “Military God” Skill, there was no question of Shane’s ability in close-quarters combat, not to ntion that Shane’s “Two-Handed Sword” Skill was at Level 10. Strictly in terms of swordsmanship, how could he lose to Beddo’s Level 6 “Sharp Claws” Skill?
Shane then flashed a smile at Beddo and said,
“Your nails are too long, they need to be trimd properly.”
As he spoke, the Magic Light on the sword in his hand surged, making the brilliance of “Magical Sword” stronger.
“Clang!”
And when Shane swung his sword to parry, once again cutting through Beddo’s claw strike, the elongated nails that had grown from Beddo’s hands flew off.
“Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!”
Shane’s heart whimsically stirred, and his sword moved with his heart. With an effortless and free-spirited manner, he repeatedly slashed, severing all of Beddo’s sharp claws amidst the sounds of shattering tal.
Only then did Beddo realize his hands were now bare, his nails thin, delicate, and smooth.
“A sexy manicurist is online for your nail fixing needs, how about it?”
Shane, facing a utterly panicked Beddo, revealed a smile that sent shivers down his spine.
“But these hands are too old, no matter how you fix them they’ll still look ugly. It’d be better to just get rid of them, chop them off right away.”
No sooner had he spoken than Shane’s magic weapon flashed like lightning, tracing an almost perfect arc towards Beddo’s hands.
“Splat!” “Splat!”
After two flashes of the blade, copious amounts of blood sprayed into the air.
“Arrghh…!”
Beddo cried out in extre pain, his figure retreating repeatedly as if struck by lightning.
And Beddo’s hands were now lying on the ground, severed from his body.
This scene shocked Beren and the others watching from afar.
“He… he’s actually getting the upper hand in his fight with Beddo? He even cut off Beddo’s hands?”
Beren, Alis, Leon, and Udilis all felt their heads spinning.
That was a Level Eighty-four expert from the Demon Clan!
And he was being pressured to this extent by a Level 10 newbie adventurer?
How could this be…?
Everyone could hardly believe what they were seeing.
Even Lu Muya and rica were left speechless.
Vivian and Tielle exchanged glances as well.
Although both knew that Shane was definitely not as weak as he appeared to be, they had not anticipated his strength to be this formidable.
In fact, Shane was already very strong, even without using the Holy Sword.
At the very least, he had beco much stronger than when he was at Level 10.
Not because his level had increased, but because he had learned many skills since then.
Now, all these skills had been fully upgraded in one breath by Shane, and it was obvious how much of a boost they could provide to him.
Although Beddo was of a high level, he was not as problematic as Laischa.
Laischa, who had mastered space magic, could easily engage with Shane or even retreat if she couldn’t beat him, leaving Shane helpless against her. In contrast, Beddo’s magic could not touch Shane, and he couldn’t even escape, so it seed only natural that he ended up in such a state.
Of course, Beddo still had his troubleso aspects.
For example, now, even with his hands cut off, he clenched his teeth, and as magic power surged through his body, his severed hands began to regenerate.
That, naturally, was the effect of the magic potion Beddo had consud.
“Who the hell are you…!?”
Beddo roared, unleashing a trendously powerful fla magic at Shane, causing explosive flas to rise, the temperature soared, engulfing the surrounding area.
Shane, however, strolled through the explosions unhurriedly, eventually walking through the flas to reappear in front of Beddo.
“I’m your granddaddy!”
As he spoke those fragrant words, Shane’s sword, mixed with red magic light, slashed across.
“Splat!”
“Arrghh!”
The sounds of tearing and agonized screams rose simultaneously, lingering for a long ti.
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