Mage Manual-Chapter 283 - 244 Killed by the Wave Motion Sword Twice

Chapter 283: Chapter 244: Killed by the Wave Motion Sword Twice

Chapter 283 -244: Killed by the Wave Motion Sword Twice

Boom!

The Shepherd Star was slammed against the wall, resembling a doll thrown against it. Yet Ash and the others were not yet satisfied, speeding along in the car, the evil blades wildly tearing at the Shepherd Star’s body armor. Forced against the wall by the blades, the Shepherd Star was pushed several meters, his once deep blue armor whittled down to a light blue!

He was like dirty laundry on a washboard, with the steel beast using brute force to explode the Star Archer’s armor!

However, the Shepherd Star’s expression remained unchanged. He shook his left hand, which held the great bow, and it instantly retracted into a compact short bow. Then, with his foot bracing against the wall, he desperately searched for a fulcrum, his fingers pulling a short arrow of blue light on the bowstring, shooting wildly at the car’s front!

The intense shower of arrows like torrential rain pear blossoms relentlessly depleted the sports car’s health, and Demilo ignored his own perilous situation, allowing his armor to shatter rapidly in order to continue his assault on the steel monster!

Watching the car’s health plummet quickly, Ash, hiding beneath the seat, said, “The car’s about to blow, we must go all-in. Just like in the plan, Witch, you keep control, I’ll handle the rear assault, and Sword Maiden… it’s all up to you.”

“Then keep your eyes wide open and watch me,” Sonia gripped the hilt of her sword, “Grinding Sword for Ten Years” had already been quietly activated—she had spent a fortune on the “Decade” Technique Spirit as her trump card, intended for use in such operations where Observers actively sought death.

The blade gleamed with a shimmering orange hue, a sign that every slash from Sonia in the next minute would have miracle-like cutting force!

Now faced with only one opponent, the red-haired Sword Maiden feared nothing. She focused intently on her senses, calmly waiting for her teammates to create the perfect opportunity for her to strike.

Suddenly, the sports car swerved and crashed as if it wanted to bury itself into the wall, crazily shoving Demilo hard against it!

The Shepherd Star was completely trapped in the wall, unable to move, almost leaving a human-shaped indent in it. His armor had lightened significantly, but it still protected his whole body, not affecting his ability to shoot arrows!

“Die!”

The Witch leaped out of the car and stood on the ground, straining with her hands on silken threads tugging at the Shepherd Star’s waist, in concert with the car’s evil blades. Even the water-cut steel-like threads hummed tautly but could not completely rip apart the Shepherd Star!

Instead, the Witch, having left the car, was fully exposed in Demilo’s line of sight.

He looked coolly at the Female Mage, finding a brand new endpoint for his bow and arrow—

Clang!

With a clear ring of the sword, a streak of Sword Light shot towards Demilo’s eyes. Its trajectory lingered in the air like deeply layered ink, seemingly recoloring the world!

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Miracle·Sword Painting!

Though called a miracle, it was really just a simple combination of “Heart Sword” and “Sword Trace,” with no profound mysteries. To use Sword Maiden’s words, it was a miracle of ‘stewing unwashed mushrooms and unslaughtered live chickens all together.’ If one were to apply for a miracle patent with this, they’d be beaten out of the office by the staff.

Despite the simplicity of this combination, it was only thanks to the shared realm of the Sword Technique Faction by Ash that he could barely implement both Technique Spirits in combat, but there was vast room for improvement in terms of magic power consumption, integration level, and destructive efficiency—in other words, there was no room left to regress.

If, theoretically, “Sword Painting” should have the destructive power comparable to a fighter jet, then the current “Sword Painting” was at most like a pilot attacking with a slingshot while flying a plane.

But if it was just meant to distract the enemy, the Sword Painting was already sufficient to complete the task!

Because his vision was obstructed by the Sword Light traces, Demilo had to slightly turn his head. As for the destructive power of the Sword Light, it did not even match the silken threads and was completely ignorable.

However, Ash’s appearance made Demilo shift his target once more. Compared to the Female Mage, this man had the highest priority on Demilo’s hit list, and nothing that followed could change the trajectory of his arrows.

Click!

A silhouette leaped out of the car and slashed her sword towards Demilo!

Though only one layer of his armor remained, Demilo had never cared for his life or death and certainly wouldn’t mind this imminent fatal blow.

He drew the short bow to its maximum potential, his pupils capturing only Ash’s figure—

—But the corner of his eye caught a crimson wave of Sword Qi unleashed by Sonia.

Wave…

Wave Motion Sword?

His fragmented soul trembled lightly, and submerged memories stirred.

Always steadfast and merciless like a war machine, the Heroic Soul finally made a mistake.

It was his first mistake since opening his eyes on the Time Continent.

A moment’s hesitation cost Demilo his last chance to retaliate. The Heartless Slash fell like a guillotine, shattering his last armor layer and severing his hands.

Unable to counterstrike, Demilo lost his hands and was crushed against the wall by the car, immobile. He watched the red-haired Female Mage’s sword blade emit an unfamiliar, yet familiar wave of Sword Light, feeling as though those cold memories were warming up.

I, Demilo, was…

killed by the Wave Motion Sword twice.

Boom!

Sonia’s second Heartless Slash completely decapitated Demilo’s head, the Sword Qi wave even cutting six inches into the wall before dissipating!

The headless Heroic Soul collapsed onto the car bonnet, breaking into particles that gradually faded away.

Sonia gripped her longsword, standing on the car bonnet, while Ash hid behind the car trunk, and Diya held her breath.

Several seconds passed before Ash stepped out and whispered softly, “Is it over?”

“It should be…over.”

The red-haired Sword Maiden jumped down from the car bonnet. Though souls weren’t supposed to feel fatigue, for some reason, she felt an urge to sit down, her bottom against the door, sliding down as if out of energy.

Meanwhile, Ash also left his prolonged state of focused observation. He didn’t feel anything amiss, but there was a tiredness emanating from deep within his soul, much like working overtime late into the night, just about to catch the last subway, only to realize he forgot his keys, going back to get them and missing the subway, too poor to call a cab, having to walk several kilometers home—that kind of tired.

He lethargically approached the Sword Maiden, sitting beside her against the door and breathing deeply at the same rhythm.

“Aren’t you going to gather the spoils first?” The Witch seemed still full of energy, her fingertips unconsciously drawing watery lines, playing on the wall, emitting a grating sound. If you could ignore her dirty-looking hair color and the quartet in her voice, she was quite normal.

Ash beckoned to her, pulling her down to sit once she approached, “Let’s rest for a moment.”

“We really worked hard this time, so… we should thoroughly enjoy the quiet after the victory.”