Chapter 452 The Face Behind the Mask

Chapter 452 The Face Behind the Mask

Minutes later, the pace of the 4th-grade beast confrontation had changed entirely from the beginning of the battle.

Torne was no longer mentally harassing the 4t-stage beast, while Vicente had switched from offensive to defensive mode.

He and Torne were close to their limit, now having enough mana to fight for just over a minute.

After a dozen attacks from the 4t-stage Hawk, Vicente had dents and cuts all over his armor and body, his own blood staining parts of his clothing.

His face was a bit pale, and his hair was sweaty.

His breathing was ragged as he flew around on his sword, trying to dodge the swift attacks of the winged creature.

Amid the feathered and clawed attacks, the Hawk occasionally used its extremely high-pitched scream to confuse its opponents.

This Sovereign beast was no fool. It knew it wasn't fighting a single opponent and used all of its power at the end of the battle.

"You will pay with your body for getting involved in what you shouldn't have, human!" It yelled at Vicente.You'll discover the inception of this content at n0v@lbin★

Beasts didn't usually talk to humans of their own free will. They only did so when those humans meant a lot to them or when they really wanted to remind them of something.

In this case, that Hawk wanted Vicente to remember its voice before he died!

It moved to try again to catch Vicente with its claws, passing by the objects in the area that such a Mage used to prevent it from reaching him.

As he weakened, Vicente's metallic creations weakened as well, and his spells lost much of their power.

At this point in the battle, the Hawk didn't even bother to dodge the many items Vicente controlled nearby. It went for the young man's neck, intending to end the fight with its next move.

It had considered leaving these two alive until the woman nearby had finished what she was doing. But since they had shown signs of exhaustion earlier, it went ahead with its plans!

"Don't waste time! Come with me, or we'll die!" He shouted at her.

She felt like she had been slapped back to reality and promptly looked at the 4th-stage Hawk.

"Tsk! That's right! This bastard wants to kill us!" She didn't hesitate to move her mana through her Magic Gem, quickly showing off her new set of pentagrams with a red essence, an orange one, and finally, her newest addition, a yellow one.

Her magic weapon formed in her right hand as she moved to launch a full attack with her three pentagrams simultaneously.

Cross Cut!

She made a vertical cut towards that creature while lightning and strong winds formed where this attack passed.

"Huh! Courting death!" The creature glared in Nova's direction, seeing the audacity of this Low-level Mage to attack it.

The Hawk flipped in the air, escaping Vicente's grasp. Looking at Nova and remembering that all of this had happened because of this woman, this beast decided to eliminate the problem before it.

Seeing the creature moving towards Nova and not having much energy left, Vicente clenched his fists. He was determined about his following move!

'No one who matters to me will die in front of me again!' He transferred the last of his energy from Torne to his second Magic Gem, no longer hesitating to use the Throne of Darkness.

In Vicente's space of consciousness, an eye opened as the young man's expression changed from its current excitement to a look devoid of any emotion.

Darkness escaped from his body as a magnificent yellow pentagram emerged from the depths of his being, turning day into night in that area.

"This again? I'll help you this time. But don't count on the next one." His lips moved, but only Vice heard the words as a huge throne of darkness formed behind him.

"Learn the next move, young magician. I'll give you this pentagram with the Supreme Suppression!" As Vicente's lips moved, the consciousness of his second Magic Gem made hand seals, causing strange lights to appear on the throne of darkness.

As he felt a cloak and crown of darkness form over him, Vicente felt the absolute power sealed within his body take shape.