In the middle of vast land,
lies four people
in the middle,
a handsome man with a headband on his forehead,
like he's hiding something behind it.
A man with white and long hair,
a man who looks like he's in his 20s,
surrounded by three powerful-looking people.
"surrender Collector!. give us the treasure you've stolen."
said the first person
'what the fuck did he just say?'
"his right, Your weapons are needed for our cause."
said the second person.
'shut the fuck up. do you understand how hard I collected this?'
'all of these are mine!'
"you are surrounded. Why don't you give up."
said the third person.
With a calm expression,
the man let out a sigh.
"ha..."
then the man started talking
"why should I?"
"you!!" said the first person with an angry expression
"from the looks of it, you're trying to rob me."
"you scoundrel, you don't even properly use them."
"weapons are used on how there created!!"
said the third and second person.
"it's mine and mine alone,
it's not for you to decide how I use them"
"I earned it with hard work."
'grinding each one of them takes time. You know.'
the man again said.
"ill never give a single one of my collection."
"looks like there's no other way." said the first person
first person with a sword and shield,
the second person with a spear,
and the third one with a giant mace.
Each of their weapons glows with different colors.
The man looked at their weapon and scanned it with his eyes.
"Ohh, a rare variant weapon, that's good."
the man smile
"Another fine addition to my collections"
the man lifted his right hand
His fingers, equipped with different rings,
shine with different colors.
In his right palm, A tattoo so bizarre,
it looks like a chanting spell.
"he's moving." said the first person
the man squeezes a little bit of his mana in his palm
'poof',
a book levitated in the air
"attack," said the first person
"ha!"
the three-person shouted
the man stopped at the center page of the book.
the man pulled something on the book
in a blink of an eye, the man took a spear with a broken shaft
he then shouted
"Zeus Bolt!"
he plunged the spear to the ground with all his might
then a rage of powerful lightning bombarded them.
The first person instinctively blocked the attack.
"Warhammer shield!" said the first person
the first person successfully blocked the attack,
but his ally is badly injured.
they felt the numbness in their skulls
"Are you ok"
"badly, but we can handle it."
said the second and third person
they then drank a potion and got up.
"that crazy bastard, how can he cast that powerful spell?.
I thought it was baseless rumors about his powers, to turn out, it's true." said the second person
"Can you still fight?"
said the second to two
"yes"
"no problem"
while talking, the man again squeeze his mana in the book
and a giant scroll came out on the book,
the giant just scroll summoned a massive heavy sawmill blade.
It was so heavy that it shook the ground after it landed.
The massive sawmill blade started spinning violently.
The other scrolls summons a hundred different types of weapons.
All the called weapons started to float in the air,
it then began to point to the three-person
"Which one do you want?"
said the man
"no way, it's impossible!!"
the three-person scream loudly
"you should know your enemy first before you fight them."
the man stroke his right hand into the air,
and the summoned weapons simultaneously