The Golem Mage - Chapter 670

Chapter 670: Wild Nature vs Cold Nature 2.

Chapter 670: Wild Nature vs Cold Nature 2.

Connor watched as Vincent slit his throat while maintaining eye contact with him, Vincent made it feel as if killing him were the most normal thing in the world.

As Vincent forcefully yanked out the kunai, blood gushed from Connor€™s neck.

Carmilla could see how difficult it was for Connor to even form a sentence as he choked on his breath, Vincent just stood beside him as a white light shone down and retracted Connor€™s transformed body away.

With Connor out of the picture, Vincent€™s next targets were Carmilla and Kira who is still down cold unconscious.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Dragov had already eliminated two of the mages meant to hold him off despite the battle formation they had employed
Such actions pained Vincent, as he had believed in them and their formation, but it seems it was too much for them to go against one of the most talented Bloodline mage of their generation.

Vincent cleared his mind of these thoughts, as he decided to focus on his own mission, which seemed to be the most crucial task at the moment.

Because if he failed to eliminate Carmilla and the unconscious Kira before Dragov finished with his teammates, he risked facing significant problems.

With these pressing matters at hand, Vincent wasn€™t interested in wasting time dealing with Carmilla.

He dashed toward her again, letting the chain that hooked to the Kunai on his left hand drop slightly before spinning it rapidly.

Seeing that she was the next target, Carmilla began making hand signs to cast her next spell as dark magical runes appeared on her hands; she is determined not to go down easily, despite Vincent€™s superior strength.

[> Mid Tier Spell €“ Shadow Entanglement Mid Bloodline Spell €“ Blood Cannon Mid Tier Strike €“ Eclipse Blade <]
Before she could fully process what was happening, Vincent made his move, seemingly disappearing and reappearing a few meters away from her.

His blade remained outstretched as if he had just cut through something, the crowd watched in stunned silence as Carmilla€™s head fell to the ground, her expression frozen in surprise.

Bang!!

A loud explosion erupted as Carmilla€™s right hand, which is charged with energy from her last casting, finally touched the ground, obliterating her body.

The white light descended once more to collect her remains.

With all three mages eliminated, Vincent took a moment to survey the battlefield.

Of the twenty-two mages who had entered the ring, only five remained, three of whom were from the Battle Mage Academy.

However, seeing the condition of the third mage, Vincent dismissed any thoughts of him contributing to the ending fight.

He was the last mage from the trio that had faced Dragov.

Vincent watched as the mage€™s head was crushed before the white light descended to take his body as well, meanwhile, Vladimir and Damien continued exchanging blows on the other side.

Vincent was certain that Vladimir and Damien were responsible for the deaths of the remaining mages, It seemed that Damien had adjusted his tactics upon realizing Vincent€™s strategy.

Vladimir had aimed for only one goal, and that was the swift elimination of the opposing team€™s members to advance to push the final fight much faster, the final fight as in when both the captains of each team would face off with the surviving mages supporting him.

However, with Damien mirroring Vlad€™s moves, they effectively cancelled each other out, and despite this strategy having the fastest elimination rate, they were the only survivors of it, two vice-captains and two captains.

It was indeed the final showdown.

Bang!

Damien caused a blood burst from the massive blood pool levitating above him, forcing Vladimir to somersault backward to avoid the explosion€™s range.

This maneuver brought him level with Vincent, they stared at each other and they exchanged a nod, understanding each other€™s intentions even without the need of words.

Damien also now stood beside Dragov, who had embedded his massive sword into the ground as he cracked his neck.

€œGood plan, I must say, but the warm-up is over.

Let€™s do this now-it€™s not like we have all day, do we?€ Dragov said, gripping the hilt of his weapon with his left hand, a smile graced his lips as he swept his right hand back to push his long white hair away from his face, revealing his gleaming eyes.

€œYes, let€™s settle this once and for all!€ Vincent replied, spreading his arms wide, the blade in his right hand blazed with flames, while the chained kunai he let drop near the ground seemed to be enveloped in a swirling wind energy.

Seeing their captains preparing to clash, both Vladimir and Damien took their stances.

As Damien summoned different weapons from the blood pool levitating above him, while Vladimir conjured two crossbows, with a long sword hanging at his waist.

At that moment, the entire crowd erupted in excitement, eagerly anticipating the four of them dashing toward each other to initiate the final rounds of the match.

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Author€™s Note :
Hi once again, it€™s your lazy creator here.

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