King's Awakening-Chapter 688 - : Good Knife?

Chapter 688: Chapter 688: Good Knife?

What a good knife!

Upon seeing this, White Mitchell’s eyes immediately brightened.

Although the red broadsword in the opponent’s hand couldn’t match the Holy Artifact in his own hand.

However, it would be just enough for the God of Heaven War and Earth War God.

Not just that, even if the God of Heaven War and the Earth War God didn’t need them, they could be lent out to the other soldiers of the White War Department.

After all, the White War Department still had tens of thousands of soldiers waiting to be fed outside.

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As their commander, he couldn’t afford to let them go hungry on the battlefield.

There was no choice before, but now there is.

Thus, White Mitchell didn’t want to destroy the red broadsword straight away, but wanted to keep it for the God of Heaven War and Earth War God to use.

Not just that, if he came across enemy with suitable Spiritual Artifacts in the future, he could also copy their methods, which would certainly greatly enhance the combat power of the White War Department.

White Mitchell had a dream: for every soldier in the White War Department to have a Spiritual Artifact.

Imagine, fifty thousand soldiers, each holding a Spiritual Artifact on a battlefield – what kind of visual impact would that make on the enemy?

Even thinking about it makes White Mitchell somewhat excited.

However, White Mitchell didn’t linger on this for too long and soon regained his senses, swiftly sidestepping the enemy’s attack with a graceful step.

“Hehe…So that’s all you’ve got? What a waste of the Spiritual Artifact in your hand!” The redhead middle-aged man laughed coldly, disregarding White Mitchell again.

In his eyes, White Mitchell must be afraid of his own offensive strategy, too scared to take it on, and hence chose to dodge.

This was enough to prove that White Mitchell didn’t dare to confront him face to face.

This kid’s strength must be far inferior to his own.

In that case, it was only a matter of time before he took care of this kid.

Upon thinking this, the redhead middle-aged man sneered, “You might dodge the first strike, but can you keep on dodging? Take another swing from me!”

Zing!

In an instant, the red broadsword was swung horizontally with an invincible momentum.

Wherever it passed, even trees with the thickness of a bowl were chopped down effortlessly, as if cutting through fruits and vegetables.

Seeing this, White Mitchell remained calm and undisturbed.

Then, White Mitchell dodged again, easily avoiding the opponent’s offence.

Although the opponent’s strength indeed was higher than his own.

But with the Origin Power within him and his strong sensory abilities, he could see everything about the opponent’s offensive strategy clearly and thus respond in advance.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he could kill the man within a minute if he wanted to.

However, he wanted the Spiritual Artifact in the man’s hand, so he might as well play with him a bit more.

After White Mitchell had dodged the opponent’s attacks nine times, he gradually noticed that the man’s strength seemed to be weakening.

Clearly, this kind of offense was also very draining for the opponent.

This was the best time for him to take action!

Meanwhile, the redhead middle-aged man was starting to lose his patience: “Do you only know how to dodge, motherfucker? Dare to confront me directly?

I could split you in half with a single swing, believe it or not? ”

Direct confrontation?

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Upon hearing these words, White Mitchell smiled knowingly: “Alright! I’ll grant your wish! I hope you can withstand my moves!”