“Why Did You Piss Him Off? He’s the Evil God’s Lackey!”

Chapter 114: Weapon Master!

As a seasoned player, Viktor always kept an eye out for potential health bars appearing nearby.

When Angus launched his initial attack, Viktor immediately noticed the health bar that suddenly materialized.

So.

Regardless of who his opponent was.

The first order of business was to strike!

Instinctively, Viktor swung his round shield, skillfully deflecting Angus's attack with perfect precision.

Years of rigorous training in harsh environments had forged Angus's body and will into steel.

As a knight, his close combat skills were naturally honed to the highest level, with the ability to judge and respond to attacks becoming second nature.

So, when Viktor perfectly deflected his attack, Angus quickly adjusted his posture and stepped back.

The dizziness lasted less than a second.

Angus held a silver longsword engraved with beast patterns, his aura instantly filling the space around Viktor.

He coldly stared at Viktor. Despite his not particularly bulky frame, a powerful beastly aura constantly emanated from him, like a cold-blooded wolf.

"Exquisite reaction speed."

"Even if you had trained since childhood, you shouldn't possess such close combat skills."

"Remember, you are a mage."

Viktor smiled.

"Is that so?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became unstable. Several bright lights began to swirl around Viktor's body, like fish in water.

Formations slowly began to construct themselves around Viktor in all directions, his various abilities suddenly increasing.

Beneath Viktor's clothes, a faint magical power flowed between his flesh and blood, coursing through his meridians.

Attack, defense, agility...

Quickly, various enhancements surrounded Viktor.

The buff bar under his health bar was instantly filled to the brim.

As the magic began to dim, Viktor transformed into a flying arrow, swiftly charging towards Angus.

From beneath his coat, several robust green vines quickly extended, intertwining to form an oddly shaped wooden sword in Viktor's hand.

Strangely, though, the wooden sword seemed to flash with gleams of cold light, appearing incredibly sharp.

Clang!

As Viktor swung the wooden sword, Angus instinctively raised his sword to block.

Upon feeling the steel-like collision, a force actually made his hands tremble slightly.

A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes.

Viktor held the wooden sword, locked in a stalemate with Angus.

His arm holding the longsword remained motionless, his tone brimming with confidence.

"Then let's,"

"Have a little duel."

A blue glow quickly appeared at his fingertips, and one or two runes suddenly seemed to be engraved on the formation by an invisible giant hand.

Instantly, a new energy flashed across Viktor's arms.

[Strength Increase (Large)]

Angus suddenly felt an immense pressure, his hands holding the longsword beginning to tremble under this suddenly increased force.

Because Viktor had formed a link with Vega, he now had infinite mana.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of small enhancement spells appeared behind him once again.

As if enveloped by a rainbow, Viktor's body erupted with terrifyingly powerful energy.

With the enduring stamina from the Wood Origin, Viktor had enough energy to sustain a close combat battle.

What, never seen a mage engage in close combat?

Well, today you have.

After the first unsuccessful strike, Viktor retreated, leaping back several meters, his speed already fast enough to tear through the surrounding air.

With a slight push of his back foot, his figure instantly began darting around the massive room, leaving afterimages everywhere.

Angus wasn't intimidated by Viktor's powerful enhancement magic. On the contrary, his aura grew even more intense.

Among the countless illusory figures, he quickly locked onto Viktor's aura.

Behind him!

Angus instantly swung his longsword, using tremendous force to slash towards his back.

Boom!

The two weapons collided again, producing a powerful sound wave that shattered the glasses on the table and the wardrobe glass not far away.

Following the sound wave, a delayed gust of wind scattered all the surrounding furniture into pieces, debris flying everywhere.

Angus remained calm, holding the longsword with one hand.

The next second, his large hand reached behind him.

"I admit, your strength has earned my recognition."

"But don't forget who I am."

As soon as he finished speaking, a knight's lance was suddenly pulled out from the rift behind him.

Angus exerted all his strength to swing his arm, deflecting Viktor's sword.

His other arm tightly gripped the massive lance, thrusting it towards Viktor's chest.

But almost simultaneously,

Clang!

Green light suddenly erupted throughout the entire room, completely enveloping Viktor.

Vines seemed to appear out of thin air, quickly coiling and twisting around one of Viktor's arms, forming a wooden lance.

In an instant, the two lances collided, and a powerful wave of energy immediately engulfed everything around them.

The figures of the two men instantly began dodging and evading in the space, their dark afterimages constantly colliding, swallowing everything completely.

Angus continuously drew weapons from the void, a battle axe suddenly appearing, chopping desperately towards Viktor.

Just as it was about to touch Viktor, he slightly tilted his body, using the force of the colliding swords to swing himself behind Angus, avoiding the fatal blow.

Angus instantly sensed Viktor's change in position. A flail emerged from in front of him, swinging fiercely towards Viktor's legs.

The flail was incredibly violent, charging straight towards Viktor's calves.

One of Viktor's arms was instantly wrapped in vines, transforming into a long chain, whipping the flail once and deflecting its angle.

The vine chain continued to swing forward, seemingly about to whip Angus's body.

Angus decisively took a step back, tilting his body downward, avoiding the chain with its momentum cutting through the air.

The chain instantly transformed into a sharp arrowhead, suddenly slashing across Angus's cheek.

Angus furrowed his brow, a bright red wound slowly appearing on his face.

The two continued fighting, locked in an intense battle, sparks constantly flashing in mid-air, suddenly illuminating everything.

Viktor snapped back to reality from the immersive battle, staring intently at the powerful enemy before him.

Indeed, Angus was the strongest opponent he had faced in close combat.

Every one of his moves was aimed at killing his opponent. If Viktor had been careless for a moment, he might already be a corpse.

But...

He was far too familiar with Angus's fighting style.

Weapon Master, Angus.

He represented the pinnacle of knightly martial arts, which meant Angus would never use the same weapon in his next attack.

He had taken the knightly tradition of not being confined to any single weapon to the extreme.

This was also why knights could equip any weapon except staves.

"But unfortunately."

Viktor was at ease in this battle.

His impassive face still exuded great confidence.

"I'm not bad either."

[Item: Omnipotent]

[Skill: Thousand Changes — Transform into different tools based on the user's mana input and mental control.]

[Skill: Magical Energy — When attacking enemies, it can inflict corresponding elemental damage]

By injecting powerful wood-attribute mana into his arm and visualizing the shape of a longsword in his mind, a wooden longsword would appear in the user's hand.

Naturally, if fire-attribute mana were injected, a flame-attribute blade would appear.

This item was a reward obtained after defeating Druja.

Unlike world-class items, the Omnipotent was not a one-time use item.

It could be used at will.

The next second, the two pulled apart to a great distance, countless weapons flying through the air. They struck each other, both sides showing no weaknesses.

But the problem was, Viktor was a mage.

Angus deeply understood this point, which made him even more wary of Viktor.

So he had been constantly attacking Viktor with weapons, aiming to prevent Viktor from using powerful magic that required preparation time.

As long as Viktor had no time to chant, he would always have the upper hand.

But what Angus didn't realize was that Viktor had never intended to chant magic.

The confident Viktor had only one thought in mind.

"Defeat you in your strongest domain."

He had this ability.

Several red patterns suddenly lit up on the coat behind him, and the wooden sword in his hand was instantly ignited, transforming into a huge blade of raging flames.

The temperature immediately engulfed everything around, and the scorching heat instantly spread throughout the entire house.

That flame blade swung fiercely towards Angus, powerful heat waves instantly eroding him.

Angus instinctively swung his longsword to block, but that flame blade passed through Angus's weapon as if it were an illusion.

He had no time to respond as his chest was struck hard by the blade.

There was no bleeding, but the flesh was instantly charred black.

As if feeling no pain, Angus stepped back several paces, regrouping.

Viktor stood in place, not choosing to press his advantage.

The flame sword in his hand seemed to lose its power, gradually dissipating into the air like ashes.

Viktor gazed at Angus, and Angus looked back at him.

The hall was suddenly engulfed in wind and snow, white fragments beginning to dance constantly in the space.

As the high temperature disappeared, the flurrying snowflakes immediately obscured everything around.

Angus reached behind him, and several rifts instantly split open. Knight's armor burst out from that void, assembling onto various parts of Angus's body.

In an instant, a suit of steel armor completely enveloped his body.

Dozens of different weapons once again emerged from the rifts in the sky.

Angus extended one hand, gripping a massive lance.

The other weapons didn't dissipate, but instead surrounded Angus.

He stomped his foot slightly, and in an instant, the scenery around them changed dramatically.

The huge house completely disappeared, replaced by an endless expanse of ice and snow.

At this moment, the two seemed to be standing on an endless snow plain.

Viktor stood in the snow, feeling the biting cold temperature around him.

This was the 'domain' of a fourth-rank great knight.

[Snow Mastiff Knight]

This place was the ability domain of this powerful knight.

Beneath the silver-white armor, two red-glowing eyes were revealed, killing intent and coldness instantly enveloping Viktor.

"My dear nephew."

"Now, it's time we show our true mettle."

Viktor raised one hand, and wooden vines coiled around the sleeve of his coat, eventually morphing into the most suitable wooden sword.

He gazed at Angus with a cool demeanor, his coat billowing and whipping in the raging blizzard.

"Indeed."

"But you stand no chance against me."