The System Elf spoke, which was rare:
"Dear Host! Do you want to eat them alone? I've scanned them and found that they seem to have skill books that you can use? "
The System Elf was connected to Duque's brain, and this kind of brainwave communication took almost no time.
"Skill book? Why would a mage like me need a Blademaster's skill book? I'm tired of carrying such a big kitchen knife. "
"I don't know, but their energy fluctuations are similar to yours. If you can kill them alone, you might be able to extract the skill book from the energy in their bodies."
Wow! That's possible!?
At this moment, Duque was excited.
Duque yelled loudly!
What skills did a Blademaster have? There were so many Blademasters' skills.
But the core of a Blademaster were still those four skills.
[Gale Step] could make a Blademaster invisible and increase his movement speed. If a Blademaster attacked a target while invisible, it would cause additional damage and reveal himself. This was much more powerful than a thief's invisibility.
[Mirror Image] could create an illusion of a Blademaster to confuse the opponent and eliminate all unfavorable magic effects.
[Critical Strike] could increase the probability of a Blademaster dealing more damage when attacking.
Needless to say, [Blade Storm], the rapidly rotating blades could easily injure all enemy ground troops in the vicinity, and also made the Sword Saint immune to magic.
Any one of these four skills could bring great help to Duque.
For a moment, great ambition surged into Duque's heart.
Fight tycoons! Distribute land!
Oh, no!
It should be …
Fight the Boss! Rob his mother!
At this moment, Duque's mind was unprecedentedly focused, completely from the greed in his heart, from the desire for power, and from the anger of being killed.
It was a very magical and very strange slight distortion of the mind.
He didn't even notice that a few things flashed in the System Notification:
"Detected [Greed] in the [Seven Major Sins] activated: You have developed a strong greed for something … Due to your [Human Nature] exploding state. [Greed] changed from a negative soul state to a positive soul state … Transforming in progress. You have obtained temporary special abilities [Plunder] and [Luck]. "
"[Plunder]: You can obtain more spoils of war from the enemies you kill. (Note: This can be beyond the concept of physics.) "
"[Luck]: Even living enemies can become your luck. Because they are your potential for advancement. When [Luck] is activated, you will get a higher chance of critical hits and better item drops. "
Duque didn't notice, he really didn't notice.
He only knew that his magic had been activated.
Just as the Blademasters ended their [Blade Storm], the Blademasters were activated.
A large amount of water elemental energy rushed into Duke's [Ice Barrier], and with the help of [Rapid Avalanche], the place where the Sword Saints were standing was turned into a giant ice ball that was held up by dozens of ice pillars.
A translucent ice film sealed off all entrances and exits. Inside, the temperature was dropping rapidly. At the same time, a huge clockwise snowstorm swept up everything inside.
The Sword Saints were so depressed that they vomited blood.
Of all times, the enemy had unleashed it. That unreasonable ice tornado did not seem like something a Sky Wizard could do. It was a Morning Star, no, a Radiant Moon. They weren't strong in terms of freezing air. The problem was that Duque had placed a large number of palm-sized round ice flakes in the barrier.
In terms of freezing air, it was not considered strong, but the problem was that Du Ke had placed a large number of palm-sized round ice shards inside the barrier, and under the sweeping of the ice storm, these ice shards all became the most lethal blades, crazily cutting their bodies.
Under normal circumstances, the Blademasters could have used all sorts of methods to avoid the attack before the spell was formed. However, Duque just had to wait for them to finish casting their ultimate spells.
If it were any other enemy, they could have used [Gale Steps] to escape. But where could they run to now? Because they were weak, they were sucked into the ice storm and lost control of their own bodies.
A Sword Saint was definitely an elite among the Beastmen. Compared to other Beastmen, a Sword Saint's attack power, speed, and agility were all maximized. Chopping down trees and boulders would only require one slash. In comparison, their defence and vitality were at the level of an ordinary human. After casting their ultimate spells, the Blademaster was even weaker than an ordinary human.
The ice blades continuously created wounds on their bodies. Very soon, the first Blademaster lost his life.
The second, the third …
The leading Blademaster's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a ferocious roar.
“Lok-tar，ogar！”
Even though he was weak, even though his arms were sore and limp, even though every time he swung his blade, he still attacked.
Relying on his physique that was stronger than the other Sword Saints, he suddenly stepped on a piece of ice that was already floating in the air. Using the seemingly insignificant reaction force, he shot out of the Ice Shield's range like a falling meteor.
"You … Only you … must die!" There were countless bloodstains on the Blademaster's face. The wounds caused by the sharp ice blades were already covered with frost. Before he broke through the barrier, the ice blades cut his face again and again.
The wounds on his chest were already disorderly, like a piece of rotten meat that was about to be chopped up. There was only a small section of the red flag left on his back.
Only the long blade was still astonishingly bright. Only the remaining blood red eye was surging with endless fighting spirit.
Duque raised his head and calmly stared at the Blademaster who risked his life to launch a fatal attack on him.
Duque suddenly admired him. Not everyone had the courage to enter the enemy's rear and kill the enemy's leader.
Not everyone had the courage to launch a suicidal charge against the enemy when there was still a chance to escape.
If he had chosen to escape, perhaps Duque might not have been able to catch him. But after seeing his brother die in battle, he chose to die together with Duque.
He was a hero.
Unfortunately …
The enemy's hero was my enemy's enemy!
Flames were not fatal to the Fireblade Clan. Duque's Ice Circuit had been used up in the huge ice storm, so the only thing left was … arcane spells!
No longer caring about hiding, the 108 Hands of Magic formed a huge cloister. One end was the Blademaster leader, and the other end was Duque. If he wanted to kill his way to Duque, he had to use the [Arcane Blast] from these Hands of Magic.
The dense barrage completely exceeded the limits of what the Blademaster leader could withstand.
In less than a tenth of a second, the Blademaster leader was turned into a sieve and fell heavily.
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