Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil-Novel

Chapter 420 Purple Reaver

Rigor Mortis!

The new weapons were meant to make quick work out of the enemies in an up-and-front clash. The medium-sized weapon sported a relatively slender blade that was a bit wider in the middle. It also boasted runic inscriptions that stated that it was element-bound.

The weapon's length was bigger than the katars he had been using till now. It was relatively straightforward as it was projected from the hilt. It developed a pronounced curve around halfway down the blade. The point of each of these Ace Rank runic blades was tapered, making it an excellent thrusting and stabbing weapon. The balance of the sword would usually fall right around the apex of the curve. So it was better if the user gave the weapons a spinning or swinging action to make the best use of them.

Sweesh!

Eren found the nearest Orc Leader woman and swung Rigor Mortis Left at her without a moment's delay. He wanted to take down the lady orc's left arm with his quick and agile movement. But only ended up chopping two of her left hand's fingers.

Eren had been trying to fill the gaps missing between the weapon comprehension he had absorbed from his victims. He had been practising the weapons inside the army camp on a couple of rankers in the form of practice duels.

Initially, everybody in the army camp including some of his squadmates was ready to label him as a hasty ranker. That was because Eren was abandoning his katar mastery for something he wasn't experienced in. But he shut their mouths by quickly adapting to the weapon's style and developing his own moves from the comprehension he had digested.

Even Eren was surprised by the ease with which he had adapted himself to the weapon during these two months. The practise didn't cut it anymore. He wanted to try his new battle style on his opponents for real. And this battle was the perfect opportunity for him to do so.

Kreeeee!

The orc screamed and executed her movement spell. Green vines appeared all over her body starting from her feet and safeguarded her.

Eren's execution of his shamshir arts was exceptional. But it wasn't without its flaws. They showed up distinctly in real-life scenarios. But this was exactly what the butcher wanted anyway.

The lady orc got away from her attacker that had appeared in front of her like a ghost. She had considered Eren to be the most dangerous among the intruders that had come to raid their camp because of his speed and the kind of aura he gave off.

Only after ensuring that a sufficient distance had been created did the orc lady cast her attacking spell on him. It was a wood element spell that manifested as countless vines coming out from her chopped and no-chopped fingers. They multiplied in the blink of an eye and zeroed in on Eren as he was planning to get close to the orc lady again.

'Time to test this out!'

"Purple Reaver!"

Eren imbued his lightning-mana into his weapons and cast a weapon-centric spell that was inscribed onto them. This was a flying slash spell that used Eren's mana to create a lightning-element slash.

Swoosh!

Chirp!

Two purple slashes flew toward the green vines approaching him from both sides. They cut up the vines like hot knives through butter and continued to approach the lady orc.

The purple slashes landed on the lady orc as she was still busy getting away from them. But it was of no use. Because the slashes were a bit faster than her. Eren's inherent nature had seeped into them after all.

Breeeee!

The lady orc cried in pain and looked at her attacker with malice in her eyes. Two distinct-looking flesh wounds had been created on her torso which ran from her shoulders to her waist. This was although she had guarded herself with the green vines. She would have been cut down vertically if that was not the case.

There was a feeling of fear mixed with the malice in the lady orc's voice. Her body was beginning to feel numb because of Eren's lightning mana intruding on her body. She had to channel her entire mana at the cost of hurting her mana circuits to get rid of the foreign influence on her wounds.

Still, her muscles felt sore like they had been atrophied due to Eren's lightning mana. Eren's opponents had told him about the after-effects of one facing the lighter variants of Purple Reaver. Hence he named his two swords Rigor Mortis.

The lady orc decided to go all out and enter an enraged state. Just like the mana beasts and demon beasts had their berserking stages, the monsters had access to the rage state. It was more like a ranker's forbidden stage. But the post-usage effects of the rage stage on monsters were much lighter than what rankers would face after casting the forbidden spells.

But Eren didn't want to wait for his enemy to power up. He seemingly disappeared from his position and appeared right above the orc lady. He was merely 7 ft away from her head– levitating above her in an upside-down manner while experiencing the near-stagnant time dilation.

Purple Reaver!

Eren again executed his weapon-specific spell and released two new flying slashes at the orc lady from above. The latter was still looking at the afterimage she was seeing at his previous position when the purple slashes approached her.

Sweesh!

The lady orc's head was split open from above right in the middle when the two slashes hit her in the same place. Eren's military-issue weapons had allowed him to dominate his opponent within only a few moments of his clash.

'Hmm! This attack is indeed great. It has basically allowed me to extend my attacking range while still keeping me in close combat.

Damn! These army-issue weapons are no joke. The only downside is that the attack eats up too much of my mana. I'd have to be wise about when to use such attacks in case the fight is going to last long.'

Eren thought to himself as he was coming down on the ground from his flight. He cancelled his enhanced perception after he landed on the other side of the orc lady as her dead body was beginning to crash down.

Eren then looked around and saw his squadmates still battling with their respective opponents. He didn't want to work extra than he needed to so he just observed those battles as he lit up his Sativa stick to smoke.