Chapter 602: Why Must You Force Me?

Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Why Must You Force Me?

Shu Feng said, "I am Kahn, a thief!"

"Kahn? Never heard of you! But that doesn’t matter. Since you’re here, you’re my enemy. Die!"

A cold glint flashed in Yimas’s eyes. With a wave of the Magic Sword in his hand, the surrounding temperature instantly skyrocketed. A terrifying Sword Qi, wreathed in a fearsome Flame Dragon, slashed straight for Shu Feng.

"So hot!!"

"It’s scorching!!"

"..."

The beautiful women lying on the floor all shrieked before quickly scattering in all directions.

’A Sword Aura... how impressive. It’s a shame I’m just a thief.’

Shu Feng sighed faintly, then used Shadow Jump to slip into the shadows, effortlessly dodging the terrifying Flame Sword Aura.

Shu Feng leaped out from the shadows behind Yimas. The Magic Power in his body surged madly into the Seven Great Divine Techniques that enhanced his physique. He threw a punch that tore through the air, slamming it viciously into Yimas’s back.

BAM!!

With a deafening boom, Yimas’s body was torn to pieces, transforming into a bizarre puppet that exploded.

The real Yimas appeared twenty meters away. He unleashed the Fiery Flame Divine Sword Technique, commanding a terrifying amount of Flame as he slashed his sword at Shu Feng.

’A Substitute Death Skill? What a pain! But skills like this always have limitations. Either it’s a cooldown, or there’s a limit to how many times it can be used. I just have to keep killing him, and it’ll work out!’

Shu Feng’s brow furrowed slightly. He immediately activated Shadow Jump, instantly sinking into the shadows.

"Demonic Words, within one hundred meters, shadows disappear!"

Yimas shouted fiercely, and waves of mysterious and unpredictable power permeated the area. All the shadows in the great hall vanished in a bizarre fashion.

A hundred meters away, Shu Feng emerged from a patch of shadow.

Without shadows, Shu Feng could no longer use the Divine Technique, Shadow Jump, to approach Yimas.

"Demonic Words, Shadow Dispel!"

Wisps of mysterious and unpredictable power swirled around Shu Feng, completely dispelling the shadows around him.

With the shadows gone, Shu Feng could no longer use Shadow Jump to escape.

The Magic Words Art was one of the Skills that best countered the Shadow King!

Of course, the countering of Skills was mutual. If Yimas hadn’t possessed a Substitute Death Skill, he would have been killed by Shu Feng in their very first exchange.

Yimas flashed a savage smile. His figure blurred, and he flew toward Shu Feng like a bolt of Lightning. He slashed down, commanding a terrifying Fire Dragon and appearing like a Flame God as he hacked madly at Shu Feng.

’I’m a thief!! Why are you forcing my hand? Wouldn’t it be easier to just lie down and die?!’

With a flip of his hand, the Legendary Greatsword, Steel Rock, appeared. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. His Magic Power surged, and he slashed down with his sword.

In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi for miles around was pulled in, pouring into the Legendary Greatsword, Steel Rock. The empowered greatsword slashed down like a bolt of Lightning.

BOOM!!

With a tremendous boom, the Fire Dragon illusion vanished. Yimas coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward like a broken doll, his eyes flashing with disbelief. "Damn it! You’re no thief! This Power... you’re a Dual Professional! A thief and a Dragon Knight! You damned liar!"

Of the many Professions available to humans in the Andoras World, Dragon Knight was the one that provided the greatest amplification to one’s Power. Dragon Knights possessed a Skill called Dragon Power Sharing. If that Skill advanced to become a Divine Technique, the Dragon Knight could receive the full Power of the Giant Dragon they were contracted with.

Expressionless, Shu Feng took a single step, appearing before Yimas as if he had teleported. His sword came down like Lightning, slashing viciously at Yimas’s body.

A puppet appeared in his place and was instantly torn to pieces.

Yimas reappeared in an empty spot twenty meters away.

"Demonic Words!"

"Weakness!"

"Dizziness!"

"Pain!"

"Despair!"

"Fear!"

"..."

Yimas’s Magic Power boiled as he cast the Magic Words Art, and waves of strange Demonic Words silently swept toward Shu Feng. He himself flew toward Shu Feng like Lightning, bringing his sword down with a ferocious Flame Dragon Sword Qi that slashed viciously toward Shu Feng.

The strange, unpredictable effects of the Magic Words Art landed on Shu Feng. He frantically channeled his Magic Power, causing the Seven Great Divine Techniques that enhanced his physical constitution to shine brightly. The Divinity within his body also flashed with a dazzling light.

The various negative effects of the Magic Words Art only gave Shu Feng a slight headache and a brief sense of Dizziness, weakening his combat power by about five percent.

’The Magic Words Art is nothing special!’

Shu Feng gave a chilling smile and slashed down viciously with his sword.

CLANG!

The terrifying Flame Dragon Sword Qi instantly collapsed. Yimas was knocked back like a broken doll, the Legendary Greatsword nearly flying from his grasp.

"Die!"

A terrifying beam of sword light struck Yimas like a bolt of Lightning, instantly shredding him into pieces that transformed into a scattered Stand Puppet.

With a faint flash of light, Yimas appeared twenty meters away.

The moment Yimas appeared, a Sword Aura as fast as Lightning slashed toward him, forcing him to block with his sword to protect himself.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The sound of clashing Long Swords resounded madly through the Platinum Palace. The noise was like a demonic enchantment; dozens of Imperial Guard Warriors who rushed into the Platinum Palace were killed instantly by the terrifying sound waves.

’Damn it! How is this monster’s Swordsmanship so terrifying? How could a Dragon Knight’s Swordsmanship possibly reach this level? This is the domain of a Sword Saint!’

The more Yimas fought Shu Feng, the more frightened he became.

Shu Feng was supposedly a thief, yet his Swordsmanship was terrifyingly strong, only slightly inferior to Yimas’s own. Shu Feng’s Swordsmanship was approaching the domain of a Sword Saint, just one step away from reaching the level of a Divine Technique.

Even though Shu Feng’s Swordsmanship was slightly inferior to his own, his physical constitution was more than twenty times greater than Yimas’s. Yimas was being cut down by Shu Feng almost once every three strikes.

If Yimas’s Stand Puppet hadn’t also advanced to the level of a Divine Technique, Shu Feng would have already hacked him to death an untold number of times.

"Your Majesty Yimas, it seems you’ve encountered a spot of trouble!"

Just then, a voice came from one side of the Platinum Palace. The High Priest of the Serpent of Fear Church walked out, followed by a powerful expert clad in black full-body armor. This warrior held a greatsword and radiated a ferocious aura.

The moment Yimas saw the High Priest, a look of joy flashed in his eyes. He roared, "High Priest, quickly, lend me your strength! Kill this damned heretic!"