Chapter 799 - Abak’s Vorpal Striders (1/2)

Paladin Lafus’ death bought Nie Yan some time.

As Nie Yan struggled back to his feet, he was greeted by an enormous icicle quickly increasing in size. He hurriedly leaped out of the way.

BOOM! The icicle shattered into countless shards, which shot around the battlefield like stray bullets.

Nie Yan glanced at his skill bar. Gale Step was back off cooldown. He quickly activated it to avoid taking damage.

Magister Lefis went berserk, firing spells at a faster and faster rate.

Nie Yan fled about 300 meters away from Magister Lefis and entered into stealth.

Due to the distance, Magister Lefis couldn’t detect Nie Yan’s position. Lefis calmed his mind and started walking around step by step, carefully scanning his surroundings.

Damn! NPC Magisters are really strong! Nearly all of Nie Yan’s skills had been countered by Magister Lefis. This time around, he had no idea what to do. Gazing at Lefis slowly walking around in the distance, he didn’t even know what the safe range was for him. So, he stayed 200 meters away for good measure!

If Nie Yan had Adjudicator of God, this fight would be much simpler. However, he had used it while facing Drakuru. It was still on cooldown.

Nie Yan glanced at his skill bar. His other trump card, Annihilation Slash, was also on cooldown. Ordinary skills wouldn’t do, he had to pull off something special. However, he currently didn’t even have a chance to close in on Magister Lefis. Even if by some miracle he did close the distance and was in range to stun him, Lefis would simply counter it with magic.

If things continued on like this, Lefis’ health would slowly recover, and Nie Yan’s chances of defeating him would become even slimmer.

Magister Lefis calmly paced around the square. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. They could see through anything.

The icicles in the air gradually scattered. After witnessing Magister Lefis killing the shadow clone and Paladin Lafus, the onlookers were quietly chatting with each other.

“It’s not looking good for Nirvana Flame.”

“Magister Lefis is too strong. Sure enough, NPC Magisters are on a whole different level.”

Even though they weren’t optimistic about Nie Yan’s chances of winning, he’d still thoroughly earned their respect. Any other player would’ve long since died. He was the first to last this long against an NPC Magister.

Magister Lefis slowly closed in on Nie Yan.

Nie Yan could sense the ice elements around him stirring. He focused his mind. Lefis drew closer and closer, 230 meters, 200 meters, 170 meters...

Time seemed to slow to a crawl.

Nie Yan knew there was no turning back. This was his one and only chance!

“You repulsive brat! I’ll turn your corpse into an ice sculpture and store it in a cave in the tundra!” Magister Lefis spat out maliciously.

Nie Yan could faintly hear Lefis’ words. He sneered. Don’t get ahead of yourself, old geezer! I’m still alive!

Calm, calm. Gotta stay calm! Nie Yan repeatedly told himself. Magister Lefis was definitely the strongest opponent he had dueled. After getting this far, he definitely couldn’t turn back now. Win and he’d be one step closer to completing the Tyrant Abak Set. Lose and his dream of completing the Tyrant Abak Set would go up in smoke, and many important items on him would end up dropping.

Watching Magister Lefis slowly approaching, a strange feeling overtook Nie Yan. His heartbeat slowed, and his mind sharpened to the limit. He’d entered a special zone.

Nie Yan was in a state of absolute calm. There wasn’t the slightest ripple in his heart. There was nothing else in the world beside him and Magister Lefis.

100 meters, 80 meters, 60 meters… Magister Lefis suddenly sensed something. His eyes locked onto Nie Yan’s position, and he waved his staff.

A dense cluster of ice spikes erupted from the ground.

At the same time, Nie Yan made his move. His steps seemed painfully slow, yet were incredibly fast. He easily escaped the range of the ice spikes.

Freezing Hailstorm!

Glacial Roar!

Magister Lefis fired out spells wildly one after the other. Magisters weren’t lacking in mana anyway. Using these kinds of low level spells didn’t require any chanting either. They were all instant casts.

Nie Yan’s silhouette flashed around like lightning, as he evaded Magister Lefis’ attacks with seeming ease.

Nie Yan’s grasp of speed became more and more fluid. He felt and indescribable rush of excitement, as everything rapidly flitted past him.

This was the speed of a Shadow Dancer!

Nie Yan had an urge to holler out in excitement. In the eyes of ordinary players, it looked like he was dancing on a blade’s edge. But he knew he still had a lot of room to maneuver around. He wasn’t worried at all about being hit by Magister Lefis’ attacks.

These movements, were they some kind of footwork? Nie Yan suddenly had a flash of insight.