The saber in Aur's hand started to shatter like glass, creating countless cobwebs, its shards soon falling to the ground.
Aur turned around again, looking at the three with the hole in the panda mask again. However, the three attacks of tier two immediately hit him in the back, sending him hurtling through the ground.
"Damn it," Lionel cursed helplessly.
Who would have expected that this panda-masked bastard would forcefully elevate a tier one artefact into a tier two, even at the risk of injuries and complete drain, just to kill a single individual?
But these moves made his heart calm. This man should basically have used all the strength in his body, and being hit by the combined three tier two spells, he should be seriously injured by now.
Unlike their expectations, reality seemed to play a joke on them. Aur stood up from the dust, looking at the three calmly.
"Impossible," the three, who were calm, were immediately agitated.
What did sacrificing a lethal artefact mean? Not to mention that most tier two they knew, including them, didn't even have the capability to increase the tier of the artefact forcefully.
Even if people could do so, everything in their body would be drained from the consequences of these
But the burly man in front of them was mostly fine.
Except for the gnashing wound on his back from the tier two spell and the torn martial attire he was wearing, there was not a single trace of exhaustion in his movement.
Their worldview was twisting.
"I will come for you," Aur replied in a simple tone. He himself was quite satisfied with the speed of his recovery.
It was not like his blood and Qi would never be exhausted, and after that saber attack, more than eighty percent of it has been exhausted. If he fully exhausted all his blood and Qi, Aur would become like a dried old person.
But to his astonishment, Aur was rapidly recovering at an inhumane speed. In this short time, he had already recovered at least twenty percent of his blood and Qi.
When Aur sensed the cause of his regeneration, he found it was simply because of the golden blood.
In the battle, he had taken mana recovery potions he had refined.
These could greatly help him maintain his guise as a wizard.
Aur knew it was basically impossible to keep all these people here; it was just a matter of how many he could kill and contain.
His eyes began to shine with a purple hue, the strange pattern of space reflecting within them.
In a blink, Aur traversed the fabric of space itself, appearing before one of the fleeing figures in an instant. It was Lionel, the man who had taken on the role of captain in their group.
The ground quaked beneath Aur's feet as he unleashed a thunderous punch, aimed directly at Lionel. Stay updated via mvl
With a desperate effort, Lionel conjured a defensive spell to shield himself from the devastating blow.
"Why have you come for me?" Lionel's voice trembled with bitterness and fear as he defended Aur's relentless punches.
"Because you acted like their leader," Aur replied, delivering another punch at the transparent earth wall erected around Lionel.
He had already recovered eighty percent of his strength by this time, so it didn't affect the power of Aur's attack.
With a relentless barrage of punches, the earth wall eventually shattered, and the final blow claimed Lionel's life.
In his final moments, Lionel's face twisted with a mixture of regret and defiance.
Though he fought with every ounce of strength he possessed, unfortunately, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't change reality.
Aur's gaze focused on the distance, where the two had already vanished from his sight, filled with regret.
"Sigh, if only I could kill them..." His gaze turned calculative as he slowly retrieved a vial containing a murky liquid - the mana recovery potion.
Aur uncorked the vial and downed its contents in a single gulp. Immediately, a honey-like taste flooded his tongue, causing him to click his tongue.