Chapter 482 Dealing with the Enemy

Chapter 482 Dealing with the Enemy?

?482 Dealing with the Enemy

The moment the 3rd-grade sword pierced Adam's heart, he felt the mistake he had made and turned his attention back to reality as a mortal wound was embedded not only in his body but also in his mind.

He couldn't say anything because his speech was impaired, and even his ability to think was severely damaged.

But when he felt something thrust into his chest, he understood what had happened and realized he would die at the hands of a High-level Mage.

He didn't have much time. With his heart pierced by a blade, he would lose consciousness in no more than five seconds.

'Death.' That was all he could think of as he saw images of Vicente moving towards him with a trident-shaped weapon in his hands.

Vicente had a neutral expression, no hate, but no reason to smile, either.

"You lost." Those were the last words Adams heard before Vicente moved the large, sharp trident in his hands and severed the head of this Earth Sovereign.

Thus had this Colonel of the royal army died!

Puff!

As Adams' head rolled across the ground, Shelby and Vicente's soldier sighed and looked at the mess they had made.

There were 17 brutalized bodies and two unconscious men in the area, in addition to them, of course. The street was devastated, and some of the surrounding buildings were damaged from the remaining attacks of those involved in the conflict.

Even though the entire battle hadn't lasted long, several Mages and even a Sovereign had fought there!

With the attacks that missed their targets, many buildings within a few dozen meters of where Vice was standing were damaged.

"What do we do now?" Shelby asked, worried about what they had just done.

Not only had they initiated a confrontation with royal forces in the middle of the city in broad daylight, but they had left a site full of evidence of what they had just done.

It was impossible to do this with the degree of efficiency he needed to escape trouble, so he altered the surroundings only to the basics before putting his mask back on and disappearing with the bodies of the dead.

As he stopped manipulating the light in his surroundings, people nearby saw Cesar Mazzanti walking away from the place that had been completely dark until a few moments ago.

'What happened?' Someone wondered as they saw Cesar flying away and the surroundings of that darkened place looking rather strange.

...

While Vicente went off to sort out his latest plans, the soldiers in his family were in the dark about what was going on and the consequences of today's incident.

Those in Millfall would soon learn of Vicente's battle with a Sovereign, but some family members would take days or weeks to find out.

Such was the case with the family's 2nd stage soldiers who were making their way between Millfall and Martell Village.

In a Mazzanti family wagon, 6 soldiers moved quietly along the dirt road ahead of them, some chatting, others keeping watch.

Meanwhile, not far from these men who were going to Martell Village to settle things for Vicente, a person in a green hood stood on a branch of a tree and watched these people.

'More targets for me.' This guy, a High-level Mage, thought to himself as an evil smile formed on his face, sensing that he could take down a few more men of his great enemy, Cesar!

As the group of soldiers from the Mazzanti family was about to pass him, he activated a trap nearby. He cut down trees in front of and behind the group in that single wagon.

As soon as he saw the six men from the Mazzanti family get out of the wagon, Nash, the former leader of The Faceless Ones faction, appeared in front of Vicente's soldiers.

The ground around him froze as Vicente's men quickly understood that this person was responsible for the recent deaths of the family's soldiers.

As these mostly level 3 men grabbed their weapons, one of them took a few steps forward and looked at Nash with a serious expression on his face. "Are you the enemy that has been harassing us lately?"

"And if I am? What? What are you gonna do?" Nash asked, wanting to see what these mere Acolytes would do.

The Mazzanti family's weapons couldn't hurt him yet, so he wasn't worried.

"You're going to die!" A soldier who had lost his brother to Nash in the last few weeks shouted as he ran at his opponent.

"Fool!"