The Northern Sword God
Saber and Archer
After the death of Master Lencer following the departure of his heroic spirit - Lancer, things went back to being quiet. There are six magic masters left along with six heroic spirits.
All like agreed in silence, taking a no-deal stance to go rest - recover power, because tomorrow a new battle awaits.
In such a state of war, no one believed in each other. Resting is the absolute activity needed to restore the magic power and energy that has been scattering for some time now, but vigilance must be maintained.
Lucky for masters and servants who have yet to take combat action. Their magic energy was still at its best - in contrast to the masters that had drained their magic energy earlier. Choosing to rest is the best step.
Precisely because of the disbelief of the masters with each other, then to keep them in a period of rest - semadi, semadi, the witch masters summoned their enslaved domestic servants (the spirits of the spirits), to guard themselves as well as the heroic spirits during their meditations.
Spirits enslaved by magus and sorcerers were average or common, powerful jinn, or some Afrits. There is no or very rarely Marid's spirit who became a slave of the Magi. Marid is too strong..
Not long after those Magus masters summoned their servants, a dense aura of magic and spirits was felt throughout the Unbounded Desert - as the spirit slaves roamed around patrolling, by taking the appearance of young people both men and women. Some even extreem turn like an angelic figure.
As high-ranking fine beings, Jin-Afrit and Marid are only seen in the third and fourth layers of the magic circle. Not just any sorcerer can see the original appearance of a subtle creature that is in the third circle let alone the fourth.
Sima Yong only let out a cold snort, as he looked up into the sky, seeing a group of Afrits flying using wings - which gave off a buzzing sound like the sound of a wasp - all of which, were, the dozen of Afrits took on the appearance of angels with their wings and all-white clothes glowing with calm, flying around over their labyrinth.
"Afrit !" sima Yong said as he looked up. In his eyes as a top-ranked Magus who can see fine creatures until in the fourth circle, the holy angels are seen only in their original appearance - a group of ugly creatures with crooked legs, with beetle-like wings and disgusting greenish bodies.
Sima Yong glanced at Nevertary. He said through mind,
"Can't you expel those Afrites from the air above us? I was really disturbed when meditating..."
Nevertary only glanced for a moment, then he disappeared into a lump of smoke. Assassin was actually upset. He was performing a ritual of taking magic energy from his master, and had to be preoccupied with the Afrit-afrits which gave rise to the buzzing sound of the ears.
In the dark sky of the night...
The false angels were flying majestically, looking majestic like an army of heavenly soldiers as it was, not sounding just the flapping of their wings was heard splitting the night with a gentle light.
When suddenly the shadow of the night before them became a magical power, then a pale hand extended out.
"Who is that." The false angels were surprised and clucked.
The appearance of the pale hands though small as children's hands, but full of magical charm makes them - false angels so enchanted.
The hand as pale as the corpse magically made one incision, and the nearby fake angel let out a soft cry. The false angel fell to the ground without a sound. Dead and transformed into the real thing - now it looks disgusting.
The rest of the angel army growled ferociously. Instantly the majestic peaceful face unfurled the original figure, turning violent with sharp teeth like a wolf.
"Get out ! " a raucous voice sounded the voice of the false angel leader. His comrades were also ready for battle. Sharp nails were sticking out, turning the appearance of the archangel into a monstrous demon spirit.
"You dare to fight me? You get out of here, or I'll kill you all !" Nevertary emerged from the shadows - his two hands holding Hidden Blade, threatening the Afrits.
The group of false angels screamed in fear "Marid !". The night's guard patrol was in disarray, running away leaving Nevertary alone in the shadow of the night.
When Nevertary had been sitting on the ground with his master, the master said..
"You're pretty cruel, aren't you? With instructions to expel the Afrit group, but coldly you finish the life of one of them" the voice of the master tried to make his voice sound calm covering the gelinya sense to see the cruelty of the figure of the child. He kept pretending to be solemn in the meantime after.
Sima Yong had very often seen the cruelty and abomination of many people, but seeing Nevertary at such a young age, his cruelty even defeated the heretics that Sima Yong had met. He just shook his head "If he were a living being, I don't know how many victims of child cruelty" ....
Shortly thereafter Sima Yong returned to special in meditation, after things calmed down. He was also very grateful, because of the Pearl Ring of Life - when in the world of the Silver Continent Elves.
After he had mastered the Gate of Healing which had always supplied Qi energy and improved his health, this Life Pearl Ring had always been used to store soul Energy - the energy required to perform magical acts.
Hence Sima Yong only needed no more than a fire of hio, to recover his entire soul force. His soul energy was instantly filled to the brim by taking the backup of the ring.
Morning quickly came. When the cold air still enveloped the Brimless Desert, sounds of clapping and fighting ripples had been heard, its thick scent silencing the morning ..
"Let's go watch !" take Sima Yong to Nevertary
The two men ran around in the labyrinth, towards where menacing voices could be heard.
Seen in the distance, in the hallways of the labiran that had miraculously become wide - as if turning into a battle arena, a male spirit - Saber - stood holding a sword in his hand. His style was so majestic, with a sword that glittered like it was about to explode in an outpouring of energy.
In the sky, the Dragon Relic magically wrote down a description, explaining who the figure holding the sword was ;
Name - Watanabe Tsuna
Weapons - The Sword of the Lost Sun.
Combat history - Samurai combat expert in war legends tens of thousands of years ago.
Standing beside him, a forty-year-old man with a bright face - charming. He used a magic wand in his hand as a weapon. The middle-aged man was a Fey race mage.
Name - Ba Ying
Weapons - Magic wand
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In front of the two, a Magus with a middle-age male heroic spirit who looked very majestic, wrapped in a suit of armor that was special for the nobles of the kings, holding an arrow and a bunch of arrows draped on his shoulders.
All could guess the heroic spirit of the majestic-looking man was an archer.
Name - Qin Shi Huang
Weapons - Swords and Arrows.
Combat history - The Negri Emperor of the Bamboo Curtain tens of thousands of years ago. He is a master of battle and warfare. It is difficult to conquer because of the very far reach of the weapon.
Addition - Resistance to low-level magic.
Addition - Not requiring much energy supply from his master, dangerous for swordsmen and assassins fighting at close range.
Her master a human race who stood beside her, a Magus - was also armed with a magic wand. The two masters with their heroic spirits are ready to explode in a life-and-death fight.
The magic system and the Array explained the Master's bio,
Name - Dugu He
Employment - Magus sorcerer
Wand weapon
The silence broke again with a loud voice..
"Are we going to start this fight?" ask Fey Saber's master.
"By pleasure. I want to see, who is the strong master controlling the heroic spirit and who will win this duel" replied the master - the heroic Magus.
Silence.. !
Watanabe Tsuna then swung the Sword of the Lost Sun in his hand. His body darted rapidly into space, looking like the movement of a flying gliding angel..
"The Sun is gone.. Start singing. Sing the death song !"
When Tsuna Watanabe darted into space, when he ruled the Sword of the Lost Sun to sing of death, it was at that moment Ba Ying - Fey the witch felt her chest tight. A large amount of energy was lost in the absorption of his heroic spirit.
The Sword of the Lost Sun looked like it was responding to Watanabe's orders, as a certain amount of magic energy escaped rushing into the hilt until the entire sword... The Sword of the Lost Sun looked to glow like real sunlight.
"She responded to that Spirit Saber command !" audience shouts.
The sword manipulated a certain amount of energy and then formed a gigantic whirlwind - that was an enormous tornado wind, all compressed at the tip of the sword.
The giant torando wind then grew bigger and bigger - making a thunderous sound like a storm - was oppressive, making the space and time around it look like it was warped, sucked into the tip of the sword.
Watanabe roared loudly and threw a single slash towards Qin Shi Huang.
The sky felt torn apart, the space and time of creation torn apart turned into destruction. Doomsday ! it was like a small apocalypse whose devastating power fell upon Qin Shi Huang - the Archer.
Dugu He's face paled. His face changed with a bad look. He channeled energy into his heroic Archer...
"There's no need to waste your master's magic energy. I'm independent. When I'm thirsty for energy, then I'll ask from you..."
Hearing that Dugu He's face turned bright again and was not worried anymore, while the Archer was seen starting to move, he raised his bow and arrows.
Dugu He was grateful in his heart. His heroic spirit was not too dependent on the energy supply from his body.
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