LEGENDARY GUARDIAN 17 Chapter 17: True Enemy

"That's the magic weapon? What level is it? Bronze… Silver… Gold, or Legendary?" He asked himself. After thinking about it for a while, he concluded that the magic weapon should be at the bronze level.

"Bronze level magic weapons are limited to energy attacks and possess no special abilities or affinities to particular elements… It just absorbs the magic energy in the air and fires it out… Very simple but still effective… even though the archer can barely utilize fifty percent of the magic weapon's true potential… he was still able to hurt Donald who still reaps the benefits of a mid-level bronze combat technique… These two needs to be removed first" Karl said.

"Go… Judgment Axe!!!" he screamed as he tossed the fire ax at Derik.

Woooos.h.!.+

Like a bullet fired from a gun, the ax flew at a shocking speed which gave Derik and Daemon only a second to react

"Don't mess with me" Derik screamed as he swung the magic weapon at the incoming fire ax, a grey arc of energy instantly emerged from the blade, intercepting the Battleaxe

Boooom!!!!

The fire ax was sent flying but finally halted its movements after covering about ten meters. Complicated emotions were on Karl's face after witnessing all that happened, but after thinking about it, he found it reasonable. If Donald was able to shatter his fire shackles and an attack from the magic weapon was able to force Donald to retreat repeatedly, shouldn't it be able to overwhelm his judgment ax as well. A few months ago when he was able to master the fire shackles and judgment ax, he felt invincible and proud. Learning a family secret technique was almost as good as been gifted with a magic weapon by a family. It simply shows how much trust and confidence they have in you. To this day, he always believed that those two techniques were absolute.

"c.r.a.p… I can't hold back" Karl muttered when he saw cracks on the battle-ax made of fire. He poured in more mana and almost instantly, the cracks vanished, the fire battle ax burned even brighter and instantly doubled in size. Blood slid down Karl's nostrils and his body s.h.i.+vered.

Daemon s.h.i.+fted her gaze at Derik with a worried expression on her face, just moments ago Derik was unable to destroy the fire ax with a single attack, now that its stronger than before how could he contend with it? At this point, she realized that even if she met these representatives first she probably would have lost. She quickly glanced at Donald who was already on his feet and approaching, with a worried expression on her face she s.h.i.+fted her gaze to Derik who also wore a grim expression.

[weren't these people supposed to be weakened?]

Initially, he planned to just knock out Donald and Karl with the power of the magic weapon immediately he arrived but it seems he miscalculated. Even if his stamina and mana refilled at a faster rate than usual, that doesn't mean he could continuously launch compressed energy attacks at these guys, in other words, he would soon run out of energy and the magic weapon didn't complement his fighting style.

"Use it to defend yourself should the need arise," Derik said indifferently as he tossed the daggers at her and equipped himself with his bow and an arrow. He felt a familiar sensation when he held on to his bow, it felt like a missing part of him had returned.

"Retreat a little bit…" Derik said to daemon as he slowly retreated

"Do you think I will let you get away?" Karl sneered and waved his hand. Instantly the fire ax shot into the sky like an arrow and soon began descending like a comet.

Derik only glanced at the incoming ax for a second and s.h.i.+fted his gaze to Karl who has long lost his only tool of defense

"Low-level Bronze combat technique: Shot series," He said indifferently. His body was soon covered by a thin layer of green energy

Woooos.h.!.+

At mind-blowing speed, he shot arrows one after the other, in just a second twenty arrows was fired. Seeing the wave of arrows, Karl's expression crumbled, he hurriedly waved his hand and shot his eyes instinctively

"Are you insane?... is he trying to kill me!!!" He growled at Derik

Peng!
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Peng!!

Peng!!!

The ax's movement speed made Derik hope his arrows were faster, in the blink of an eye, the ax had already arrived and parried most of the arrow attacks. Karl bit his lips in agony when he felt a sharp pain on his right shoulder, he felt a warm liquid sip out of the spot he was. .h.i.t and then felt the liquid roll down his hand

"c.r.a.p" he muttered as he watched his ax deflect the arrows that just kept coming, not giving him a chance to retaliate.

Derik and Daemon slowly retreated as he continued bombarding Karl, in his opinion, mages may be powerful but also have weaknesses like everyone else. A mage may possess powerful spells but lack infinite mana, eventually, they will run dry and secondly, should a mage die, their spells vanish as well. That's the main weakness of pure attack based battle mages like Karl.

Bam!!!!

Daemon screamed in pain as her body was sent flying by Donald's fist, traces of disbelief and shock could be seen in her face as her body hit a tree and slid down to the ground, trails of blood were left behind.

"When?" Derik muttered. Just a moment ago Donald approached them sluggishly and the next moment he had already arrived behind them, was it all an act from the beginning? Derik found it hard to believe that someone in such a miserable condition would be able to move so fast. He pulled out an arrow from the quiver and ducked evading Donald's hand which reached for his head. Even if he was not at his peak, his strength and speed were still comparable to that of a level five monster at least, following Donald's movements shouldn't be much of a problem.

Puff!!!

Donald gritted his teeth in pain as the arrow struck deep into his abdomen, he endured the pain he felt and swung his right fist at Derik

Wooos.h.!.+

Letting go of his bow, Derik rolled to the left evading Donald's attack. His hands quick reached for his crossbow which hung on his waist

Bang!!!!

Puff!!!

The bolt dug deep into Donald's thigh, sweeping him off his feet instantly. Derik wore a mocking smile on his face as he watched Donald struggle to get on his feet. He loaded the crossbow with another bolt

Bang!!!

"AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGH" Derik screamed. His hands held on to the flaming battle-ax which struck his chest. He spat out blood as he struggled with the weapon. At this point he felt his blood boiling and the smell of burning flesh filled the air, his eyes fell on Karl who looked very pale and could barely stand

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d" he growled as he fell on his knees and held on to the hilt of the battle-ax desperately trying to pull it out. The rays of the sun were soon blocked by a humanoid figure which was over 6ft tall

Bam!!!!

Derik felt like his head was rammed into an iron wall, he collapsed instantly without making a sound. He felt a sharp pain in his chest as the battle-ax forcefully pulled out of his chest. He spat out blood as he struggled to stand on his feet but felt a sharp pain in his abdomen when Donald's leg hit. His body rolled about three times on the ground.

"We will be taking your medals now," Donald said indifferently as he walked towards Derik, he pointed at Daemon with his index finger

"Take hers," He said.

Instantly, two transparent walls appeared blocking Karls and Donald's path preventing them from advancing. From a nearby cl.u.s.ter of trees, a teenager with snow-white eyes appeared. His golden hair and white hooded robe fluttered in the wind as he approached, this teenager gave off a peaceful feeling shattering Donald's resolve.

"Cyrus…" Karl said indifferently. His eyes instinctively moved to the red spots and little cuts on his white robe indicating signs of battle. Karl was inwardly shocked, even though Cyrus was from the oracle cla.s.s, Karl was no stranger to the teenager's strength. Even he doubted he would be able to defeat this oracle cla.s.s recruit if they clashed.

"Who could have done this much damage to the battle demon of the oracle cla.s.s," Karl asked with a mocking smile on his face. Cyrus only sighed in response and simply glanced at Derik.

"Oooo merciful lord… grant thy children sound health, take away thy afflictions and heal thy injuries… Cure!!!!" He muttered. Instantly, all four members were soon covered by a thin layer of golden energy.

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At night, four guys and a girl sat around a campfire, silently staring at each other

"You prevented me from taking away their medals… Explain yourself" Donald said, he looked pale and slightly thinner than usual. This was due to the side effects of mid-level Bronze combat technique; bulk up.

"When was the last time you were attacked by a monster since the compet.i.tion started" Cyrus asked

"Just the first day of the compet.i.tion," Donald said

"Same here" Derik, Karl, and Daemon replied as well

"For the past few days, I've been wandering around the forest searching for an opponent… unfortunately, I met Kira…" Cyrus shuddered as he spoke "What you guys have been doing here for the past few days is a complete joke compared to the few minutes I spent with Kira…" he continued

"The blood mage right?... what's so special about that guy?" Daemon asked indifferently

"Yea… He was just above the basic sorcerer standards… according to the information I got" Karl added

"I wish that was true… but more than half of the monsters in this area are under his control… somehow he can revive dead beings… though they are considerably weaker than they were when they were alive, a small army of ogres, goblins, kobolds… name it.. he has it… the only reason he has bothered cras.h.i.+ng your little party is probably that he is still trying to increase the size of his army…" Cyrus said while smiling bitterly

The other four remained silent, all wore ugly expressions on their faces as they stared at Cyrus, hoping that he would laugh and tell them it was all a joke.

"How can a recruit be so strong?" Derik muttered

"d.a.m.n sorcerer… F##ked up mages!!!" Donald cursed

"Kira… Blood mage… d.a.m.n" Karl muttered

"….." Daemon silently stared at them with a dejected expression on her face

"Kira is the true enemy," Cyrus said with a bitter smile on his face