《There's No Gods For Traitors》Chapter 1-Rise of a Theif
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[Name]-Elgar Gegex
[Species]-Cyborg-(Previously Human)
[Level]-327
[Title]-PRISONER-Master Theif-(Previously Royal Knight)
[Class]-Mage
[Sub Class]-Necromancer
[Hero Skill]-Phase Shift
'What are the chances, the man who can escape anything caught by the man who can capture anyone' It had been three days since i was caught, the Guard's held up pretty well for Level 122 Humans but obviouslly i won in the end, i ended most of the Guards by smashing their heads with my mace some of them thought back but they didnt disearve the good stuff so i attacked their unarmoured spots and saved Mana, I phased my hand through one of their skulls tore the brain directly throuh the head 'thats not to grusome compared to some of the others Mangled corpses'. After killing off most of the Guard's a Royal Guard steped out being level 200 he Looked as if he could hold his own. Clearly their most powerfull unit He sliced down and his blade passed directly through me 'If i wasn't using my phase skill that would have been a direct hit'.After looking down at his blade he realised i was no usual enemy and as he steped back i could see the fear on his face 'im Pretty sure he notice my Health', A Single droplet of sweat rolled down his fore head and before he knew it 'CRUNCH' I hit my mace into his left knee cap, Blood burts from the wound and the bone fragments penetrated the skin, he fell to the floor quivering in pain, I took another swing and 'CRACK' This one was purposefully to his Right arm to fully dissable him, the bone ruptured inward piercing out near his neck, The Blood Spewed and he let out a Plea, i looked to his health bar and from my two hits he had gone from over 2000 Health to mearly 300. As i Lifted the mace to finish him off i noticed a small symbol flashing next to his Mana Bar which was nearly depleated,'Crap' their were only two reasons this would happen, 1 he was trying to heal himself which wouldnt be doing much or 2...
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I turned and saw a large rock coming towards me at blinding speeds and before i could blink my shoulder was obliterated, I dont think the bone was remaining and the arm was torn off, and it was not a clean cut, the bone was pointing out and flesh was hanging, blood gushed from my sholder wound and i Writhed in pain, i watched as my health bar dropped and my Title status turned from [Royal Knight] to [PRISONER-Master Theif]...
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