Harvis had noticed too, Shane hadn’t reached the peak of his power yet.
The sense of composure and effortless ease couldn’t be faked, which made Harvis’s expression rather grave.
He wasn’t like those inept nobles fueled only by envy and jealousy, he had never underestimated Shane from the start.
Not just because of Shane’s annihilation of the Slaughterer Faction, but also because Harvis was well aware that someone regarded differently by the Kingdom’s Treasure was definitely capable.
These nobles might have forgotten, but the first time they met, how Shane overwhelmingly dominated everyone with his aura.
Harvis knew about this through his own channels and had always kept it in his heart, otherwise, he wouldn’t have started off using his Wide-blade Greatsword—Thunderstorm.
With Harvis’s low shout, the greatsword named Thunderstorm in his hands suddenly burst into flashes of lightning.
Everyone present saw this and was collectively taken aback.
Shane was also somewhat surprised, casting his gaze for the first time on the wide-blade greatsword in Harvis’s hands.
That greatsword, flickering with lightning, wasn’t just eye-catching because of its size, but the blade also had a glossy sheen, the handle inlaid with crystals, now emitting bursts of intense magic power, causing continuous flickers of lightning.
Many people recognized the sword.
"Could that be the Thunderstorm from the Ragnar Empire’s Royal Family?"
Anxi was slightly surprised.
"His Highness is using Thunderstorm already?"
William was also a bit stunned.
Luoqi remembered where she had heard that name before.
Harvis, in front of everyone, faced Shane, who also showed a look of surprise, and revealed a smile full of fighting spirit.
"This is a magical weapon made by one hundred top-level forging masters of the Dwarf Clan commissioned by one of the emperors of the Ragnar Empire, and took a whole year to create. It’s a gift specifically left for the descendants who couldn’t wield a replica of the Holy Sword. Although it doesn’t possess the powerful strength of the replica Holy Sword, it is one of the highest-class magical weapons in the world, especially in the hands of someone with the ’Magic·Thunder’ skill, as it unleashes tremendous power."
Harvis’s explanation didn’t surprise Shane too much.
Because, before the explanation, Shane had already seen the true nature of the Thunderstorm Greatsword with the "Identification" skill.
Just as Harvis had said, it was one of the highest-class magical weapons whose effects involved triggering lightning phenomena. It could utilize thunder-type attacks and, if wielded by someone with the "Magic·Thunder" skill, the higher the skill level, the more powerful the sword would become, eventually even capable of manipulating the weather to turn it into thunderstorm conditions, bringing down lightning, which was truly terrifying.
Through this sword’s power, the wielder’s "Magical Sword" would be transformed into properties of thunder, greatly increasing its strength.
Thus, the Thunderstorm Greatsword was also a treasured heirloom of the Ragnar Empire Royal Family, second only to the replica Holy Sword.
"In the eyes of many, I might not compare to my incredibly talented younger sister," Harvis said with a smile amidst the lightning. "Indeed, in terms of potential talent, I really can’t match Cappelen, who reached Level 70 at the age of seventeen, while I was barely at Level Sixty at that time. Compared to her, I truly fall short."
"I am ultimately seven years older than her."
The fighting spirit in Harvis’s eyes burst forth along with the lightning.
"I’ve had a whole seven years of training, refining, and growing, don’t think I’m much weaker than her."
As soon as his words fell, Harvis suddenly lunged at Shane like a bolt of lightning, reaching him in the blink of an eye, raising the Thunderstorm Greatsword, and slashing down fiercely.
The explosive sound reverberated on the stage, making the lightning bloom explosively, sweeping across the entire stage while spreading outwards, causing streaks of lightning to leap across the stage, marking it with fissures.
For a moment, lightning danced and stone shards flew about, eliciting shouts from the surrounding audience.
On the outdoor platform, Anxi watched this scene and immediately issued instructions.
At Anxi’s command, several mages wielding magic wands from the knight order maintaining order around the stage quickly rushed out, chanting spells, and deployed a series of transparent protective barriers around the stage.
Under such circumstances, the fierce battle between Shane and Harvis finally heated up intensely.
Shane’s figure appeared abruptly behind Harvis like instant movement, swinging a cold slashing attack that cut through space.
Harvis sensed everything, but instead of turning around to respond, he twisted the Thunderstorm Greatsword in his hands, causing the jumping lightning around him to seem alive, darting towards Shane.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...!"
A series of lightning bolts suddenly struck Shane’s body, stirring up a series of dull sounds.
However, Shane seemed oblivious to this, remaining unharmed. The Holy Sword in his hand suddenly flashed with red Magic Light, causing the Magic Blade to emerge from the Holy Sword.
An extreme flash cut through the mid-air, instantly severing the serpent-like lightning bolts, dissipating them into nothingness.
"Do you have a Resistance Skill?"
At that moment, Harvis finally turned around and saw the unharmed Shane. While he was shocked, his expression hardened, and he lifted the Thunderstorm Greatsword in his hands without hesitation, causing countless lightning bolts to erupt from it, blasting towards the surroundings.
The power was already several levels stronger than Upper-level Thunder Magic.
It was probably for the perfect use of the Thunderstorm Greatsword that Harvis had learned the "Magic·Thunder" Skill and elevated it to Level 7, right?
Shane couldn’t help but mutter, yet his actions did not slow down.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"
Under the flicker of countless flashes of the sword light, Shane slashed out countless strikes imbued with the Magical Sword, cutting through, splitting, and repelling the incoming bolts of lightning, neutralizing Harvis’s attack.