Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon? Chapter 498 - 343: Tribute to the Legendary Close Combat Mag

The opponent in battle suddenly changed from a magician to a warrior, this contrast was maxed out.

It inevitably reminded people of that ntor Gandalf from the Reyalucaria Magic Academy, who was said to be an exceptionally skilled magician too.

Adventurers fortunate enough to learn from Gandalf all mastered excellent martial arts.

Wait a minute, my train of thought seems to have gone astray.

Eliphas glanced at Elsa, who was lying on the ground. He had just deflected the magic attack aid at him back towards Elsa, not because he was confused, but because he trusted her.

A while ago, Elsa said she had learned new combat skills, using a greatsword as a dium, capable of unleashing flas and healing, seemingly with more undeveloped abilities.

The greatsword looked undamaged, still emitting a gentle glow to heal Elsa’s body. She wouldn’t die; he’d estimate she could get back on her feet and fight in a while.

This kid was really convenient; picking them up back then was truly the right choice.

Under Eliphas’s influence, even Sali didn’t worry about Elsa anymore, instead directing the elite rcenaries according to the captains’ actions. Only those of captain rank could handle Shalivan’s phantom, while approaching ant certain death for the others.

The elite rcenaries served as the backdrop for the captains, and the captains were the backdrop for Eliphas.

"Though the plan was flawed, it may not necessarily be a bad thing."

When it ca to close combat skills, the Light Eagle Group might not lose. The previous defeat at Dawn Dragon and Overlord Vonier was only because they encountered chanism monsters!

Not a word was said about Black Swordsman’s match.

If opponents don’t use magic, it largely ans there won’t be bizarre moves. In close combat, beings with bodies similar to humans can only execute certain moves. Eliphas had once sparred in swordsmanship with a descendant of the Southern Sword Saint, and they said his sword skills in the past could have been worthy of a Sword Saint heir. Eliphas also had the ability to fight Shalivan.

Standing here using magic, aiding the captains to first entangle Shalivan, the elite rcenaries use enchanted chains—purchased at great cost for their strong binding effect—to entangle Shalivan’s arms. He then uses the "Harvest Ring" to enhance his attack and unleashes his strongest move to blast Shalivan down!

A perfect plan, allowing the magicians among the rcenaries ti for free play too.

Logically, there was nothing wrong with this plan.

But Eliphas’s presence caused the biggest problem.

"Look at , you bastard!"

The assault captain shouted first, fiercely pounding his shield with his war hamr while letting out a taunting cry. This wasn’t an ordinary shout but a combat skill heavy armor warriors must learn, using special frequency and magic power to provoke and infuriate enemies indiscriminately.

It’s known as "Taunt."

He once tried this move on Overlord Vonier, and it remarkably made Overlord draw the Vonier Holy Sword while at full health.

From this, it’s clear that this world’s magic and combat skills indeed have so good things.

The Spear Cavalry Captain waved, and spiritual horses appeared under the elite rcenaries. As soon as they mounted, they were clad in magical armor, transforming into brave chargers.

The Arrow Captain drew the magic bow fully, mixing and rging various attribute magic powers, most common among the masses, on the arrows. The bow even carried the war ash skill "Drawn Bow."

When the assault captain caught Shalivan’s attention, exposing the flaw on his back, they’d jointly unleash a killer move, severely wounding this Pope!

Since Shalivan looked gaunt and frail, with his tattered garnts seemingly offering no defense, they believed their attack would certainly be effective, never as futile as hitting a stake like with Vonier!

Clearly, Overlord Vonier indeed left a considerable psychological shadow on the rcenaries.

However, this fervent combination skill failed to put into play.

Shalivan turned, glaring at the assault captain, raising the Sin Blade high, seemingly about to strike down, while everyone intensely focused, planning to attack him during the ensuing lag.

A few seconds later.

"Why isn’t he striking down?"

Shalivan’s phantom held the sword but didn’t strike, just lingering, leaving the rcenaries intent on catching his lag bewildered.

Exceptional slow motion.

The most nervous was the assault captain, hesitating whether to hit Shalivan, pondering if once he moved, Shalivan would move too. But if he didn’t move...

Just then, Eliphas’s light magic transford into a continuous flow of falcons flying over, and the other captains understood the signal, lunging in unison.

Shalivan finally moved, his Sin Blade slashed down, and the assault captain hurriedly defended with all his might.

"Thud, thud, thud—"

Relentless attacks struck against the shield, and the assault captain ntally exclaid, marveling at how this greatsword could be so light yet so fast, and how he could actually block it?

Could it be that I’ve beco trendously strong now?

At the sa ti, a voice calling him an "idiot" ca from Eliphas’s direction. Doubtlessly, it was directed at the assault captain.

He turned his head lest; the Sin Blade from Shalivan’s phantom was firmly slashing at Eliphas, overwhelming flas instantly engulfed him.

"Huh?"

The assault captain let out a bewildered sound.

If the real Shalivan’s phantom was over there slashing at Eliphas, then who was hitting ?

Wait, no way...