The First Magic World War-Chapter 301 - : 294. Charles Borrows a Sword
Chapter 301: 294. Charles Borrows a Sword
Charlotte exerted all her strength and exclaimed, “Ha, lucky it’s not an Extraordinary Weapon, or I would have been dead for sure.”
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Sabastine didn’t react at first and quickly reminded her kindly, “Don’t speak so loudly, Golden Ram Herolf might hear you.”
Charlotte did not reply, her face eager as she stared at Saint Michael City.
After a long while, as he was starting to feel disappointed, he saw a rapier cleave through the air towards him.
The sword intent on the rapier was like a turbulent sea, firmly locking onto Charlotte.
Facing such a fierce thrust, Charlotte was not afraid but blew an excited whistle instead, then turned around, wrapped her arm around Sabastine, and opened the Mirror Gate.
The rapier was extremely fast, but still a step slow, letting Charlotte escape with ease, passing through where he had been and shooting far away.
The Old Leopard Man Tumishen let out a long howl, used his movement technique, and quickly pursued it. Just as the rapier was about to fall into the sea, he reached out and grabbed the hilt.
This rapier was not only Extraordinary but also a High-Level Transcendent Rapier. The blade was like the azure sea, with magic elements swirling around it, a rare and fine weapon indeed.
Charlotte emerged silently from a mirror, pulling Sabastine with her. Sabastine also came to her senses, and like a magician, produced a magic gun in her hand and fired several shots at Golden Ram Herolf who had soared into the air.
At the Sacred Order, the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet was not powerful enough, and Sabastine used Energy Bullets. At the Sacred Order, the Energy Bullets she created were equivalent to a full-force blow from herself, but often required one day of continuous effort without sleep to compress into one bullet, and she could only make up to twenty or thirty a year. After all, she also needed to cultivate and tend to various other matters, so such bullets were precious and not used lightly.
But this time, Sabastine fired at least seven or eight shots at Golden Ram Herolf, amounting to nearly five or six months of her savings.
While firing the gun, the Female Pirate magically produced a rapier and leaped into the air, heading straight for Golden Ram Herolf.
Herolf, furious beyond words, cast aside his accompanying weapon and then suddenly realized he had been duped by Charlotte, falling for the detestable boy’s trick.
He immediately regretted it because the weapon he had thrown was his trusty companion of many years, also an Extraordinary Weapon famed throughout the Seven Seas.
Herolf could not use Blood Flame Qi and thus couldn’t recall the weapon.
He hesitated on whether to take the risk and retrieve the weapon when he was hit by several bullets. Although he quickly mustered his Fighting Spirit to protect his body, withstanding the equivalent of a Sacred Order’s full force strike was no easy feat.
This time, Golden Ram Herolf wasn’t just furious – he had been seriously wounded internally by Sabastine’s magic gun.
As Sabastine attacked with her sword, he barely gathered his Fighting Spirit, which surged like the sea. He extended a finger and touched the tip of Sabastine’s thrusting sword, forcing back the Female Pirate, but he, in turn, spat out a mouthful of blood, as it added insult to injury.
After forcing Sabastine back, Golden Ram Herolf transformed into countless water streams and scattered in all directions.
Sabastine knew that this biggest pirate leader of the Sea of Giant Whales was extremely powerful—a rare master of both sword and sorcery. Not only was his Fighting Spirit overwhelming, but he was also proficient in Marine System magic. She was no match for him. After landing a heavy blow on the enemy without pursuing further, she instead turned around, grabbed Charles, and soared into the sky.
The Golden Ram Herolf, having forcefully suppressed his injuries, gave chase immediately. The Holy Spirit of Saint Michael City also faintly surfaced. He swore to capture this pair of lovers, especially not allowing Charles to escape alive.
Charles tried and was horrified to discover that he couldn’t activate the Mirror Gate. He looked up at the sky, not sure if it was the Holy Spirit’s divine power or Golden Ram Herolf had cast some Secret Technique. All he could do was pray that Sabastine was fast enough.
However, it was evident that Sabastine, the female pirate, was not as fast as Tumishen, who had an assassin background. Although she wasn’t immediately caught by Golden Ram Herolf, she couldn’t shake him off quickly either. Energy erupted from both of them, exchanging a few blows midair, which slowed Sabastine down.
Charles gave up on using the Red-Blue Rattlesnake. Even though he had returned to Cappadocia to retrieve his own equipment, adorned with a fingerless gauntlet which was a magic gun pouch containing dozens of Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, it was clear these were ineffective against Golden Ram Herolf. He suddenly took a deep breath and shouted, “Senior, now’s our chance! Attack from behind…”
Though Golden Ram Herolf didn’t have any warning, he couldn’t resist glancing back. Sabastine laughed sweetly, suddenly picking up speed, and took the chance to break free from Herolf’s entanglement. Just as Golden Ram Herolf made a valiant effort to chase after them, it was already too late. Menilman, Tumishen, and the High Priest of Augustine were all ready to intercept him.
When Golden Ram Herolf saw Tumishen, the old Leopard Man holding a magic stabbing sword as blue as the deep sea, his resolve crumbled. With a roar, he charged at Tumishen.
Benefitting from his unmatched movement technique, and the newly acquired magic stabbing sword, Tumishen exchanged several moves with Herolf. Seeing the Holy Spirit had fully materialized, and without further ado, he withdrew from the range of Saint Michael’s Holy Spirit.
Golden Ram Herolf didn’t dare to pursue outside, swallowed by his own rage. His roars, like those of a deep-sea beast, were incredibly intimidating.
When Charles reached a safe zone, he couldn’t help but shout, “Golden Ram Herolf, come and hit me!”
“If you don’t come and hit me, then you’re a little dog.”
With an outstretched hand, Tumishen hesitated for a moment before reluctantly passing over the magic stabbing sword he was holding. Charles, holding the High Order magic stabbing sword aloft, shook it vigorously, taunting, “Your rapier is in my hands, do you want it or not?”
“Come over here then!”
In the end, Golden Ram Herolf couldn’t hold back. He spewed a mouthful of blood towards the sky, agitating his internal injuries further. Hasting to cover his ears, he retreated back to St. Michael Island.
Charles shouted a bunch of taunts, but to no avail. Seeing that Menilman, Tumishen, Sabastine, and the High Priest of Augustine all wore somewhat strange expressions, he sheepishly smiled and said, “I did say that I’m not good at heckling.”
“To and fro, with only this one trick. Now that Golden Ram Herolf is prepared, it won’t work again.”
The High Priest of Augustine said, “To heckle one’s way into obtaining a High Order magic stabbing sword is something I’ve never witnessed before in my life.”
The old Leopard Man Tumishen couldn’t help but say, “That sword of yours… would you sell it?”
Charles lifted the rapier and said, “Let me see if it’s useful to me.”
Charles had no shortage of Extraordinary Weapons, but as for High-Level Transcendent Weapons, there were only the Red-Blue Rattlesnake. However, he got along well with Blood Rose and occasionally used the Griffin. He really had no plans to switch weapons.
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