Kapitel 158: Chapter 142: No One Understands Drawing the Sword Better than Me

Mo Fei had just grasped the hilt of the Enchanted Sword when a force of thunder immediately burst forth from it, and with a flash of lightning, Mo Fei felt half of his body go numb from the shock.

-115!

A damage number that wasn't too large appeared above his head.

Mo Fei was taken aback, 'Damn it, there's actually a defense mechanism. Looks like this is indeed a scripted scenario, and this sword is most likely designed especially for Arthas.'

But I am of the Storm God's lineage, a little shock like this is nothing to me.

Mo Fei, thinking this, simply grasped it with both hands. Although the force of thunder was uncomfortable, apart from the initial damage, it didn't do much harm, and he could withstand it. He applied strength with both hands, but the sword still wouldn't budge.

Mo Fei then stepped on the boulder, putting all his strength into pulling out the Enchanted Sword.

"Ah! Come out for me!"