NovelEnglishChapter 5884 "Skysword Ultimate!" Veron lifted her arms as the words left her lips, her long sword pointing toward the heavens.
In the blink of an eye, the sky grew cloudy as a fierce wind began to rip through the palace. Following that, sword shadows began to appear one by one in the middle of the breeze. These shadows were all formed by the changes in the atmosphere.
The shadows continued to multiply, soaring towards Veron to surround her.
The Skysword Ultimate was a move that had been in one of the Langes' most prized ancient scrolls. Because it was far too complex and difficult, no one in the Lange family had ever mastered it.
Veron, being the playful and bratty kid that she had been, had snuck into the household library on more than one occasion. She had looked through the book holding the Skysword Ultimate countless times until she could recite the Skysword Ultimate chant backward but had never been able to cultivate it successfully.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust now, Veron felt as if she could barely breathe, watching Bowen die tragically before her eyes. Having experienced such an encounter with life and death made Veron feel as if a door had opened up in her mind, and she was able to understand everything she had not been able to in the past.
At the stime, she had mastered the Skysword Ultimate she had seen all those times as well.
The Skysword Ultimate was able to be summoned and strengthened with the help of the aura in the atmosphere, making it extremely powerful.
Just then, all that could be seen were cracks appearing on the ground one by one under the force of the Skysword Ultimate.
The army riders' expressions changed at the sight as they could not help but gasp before retreating instinctively.
"You're dead, Tyson!" Just then, Veron's expression was ice-cold as she cried out. The Skysword Ultimate cwhipping in Tyson's direction with the force of a hurricane.
Tyson reeled in shock at the sight. There was nowhere to hide under the assault of the Skysword Ultimate, and all he could do was summon his internal energy to form a protective shield before him.
The sword shadow collided with the protective shield, sending a terrifying wave of energy into the air as the palace was shrouded in a fog of smoke and dust.
The fog lifted a few seconds later, and Tyson's protective shield was seen shattered as he collapsed on the ground covered in blood and sword marks.
The army riders stared in disbelief, unable to return to their senses at once.
How... How had this girl from the Nine Continent been able to turn things around with so little internal energy left in her? No one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.
"Head General!" "General!" At last, the army riders returned to their senses after a few seconds. They cried out, rushing up to check on Tyson.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmF*ck! Tyson shook his head, indicating that he was still alive. He sensed the pain thrumming through his body, and his chest boiled with rage. He had never expected that Veron would be able to cast such terrifying blow in such a weak state.
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Amidst his rage, Tyson struggled to stand. It was also just then that he realized in shook that the Sunset Bow that he had dyed bloody seemed to throb with a force of energy from within.
Tyson scrambled to grip the Sunset Bow and realized that the energy flowing through it seemed to be in tune with the blood in his own system. Ha ha... Tyson was a smart man and understood something instantly as he laughed out loud. "I see, I see." So incorporating your own blood into the bow would be able to activate its energy.
Bowen used this technique to activate the bow's energy. Now that he was dead, Tyson's blood would take over the Sunset Bow, and he would be its next master. The surrounding army riders exchanged glances at the sight of Tyson bursting out laughing, unsure of what to do.
Not far away, Veron's face paled from the force of the Skysword Ultimate she had just cast.
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