Knight and Wand

Chapter 149 Revenge
Canis swung his heavy sword down, and Mette turned around and swung his spear staff, taking advantage of the length of the staff, and the spear blade arrived first, stabbing the middle of the Wolf family's young master.

The long sword then chopped down, and the two blades collided.

Clang!
With a golden sound, the two steel blades touched slightly, and Canis's sword instantly changed direction and slashed horizontally.

Mettis was not at a disadvantage to the knight. She raised her magic wand sideways and with a bang, she blocked the opponent's swift beheading.

The explosive air caused the sleeves of the warlock's half-armor to flutter.

However, Canis's powerful blow failed to shake the all-steel wand in the warlock's hand at all.

Mette's lower body was like a root, and he steadily endured the brute force of the Knight of the Order of Arms.

Canis was not surprised by the martial arts of the wizard before him.

As early as the battlefield of Mamor, he had seen how the enemy fought in the Kantardar army.

The sorcerer is not the weak being in folk tales who can only perform magic tricks.

The spellcasters of the Northern Fortress are not only capable of magic. As long as they are willing to improve their self-protection capabilities, their long lifespans, even if they only spend a portion of their lives studying martial arts, will enable them to possess melee abilities far beyond that of ordinary people, regardless of their talents.

Two or three moves were exchanged in an instant.

In a reaction that seemed to slow down time, Mette observed the group of Knights of the Order of Arms that were attacking from all around.

If it comes to fighting alone, he is not afraid of anyone present except the great knights under the Earl.

But an elephant can be killed by many ants, and I can’t defeat the crowd with just my martial arts skills.

Mette slammed the end of her wand down, sending a hasty magical shock to the ground.

The released cyclone exploded with a loud bang, Canis' cloak fluttered, and his wolf-patterned armor lit up slightly, offsetting the elemental reaction in front of him.

But Mette's action was not to knock away the young master of the Wolf family who was entangled in front of him, but to knock himself away!

Standing stupidly on the ground and being besieged by this group of knights, he had no chance of fighting to the death.

Without resisting the shock, Mette leaped into the air.

He turned the magic wand with one hand, and the tip of the spear was like a pen tip, smoothly shaking out a string of magic patterns. While he chanted the spell at a high speed, his eyes swept across the crowd under his feet.

All Mette had her attention on was Hilgard.

The biggest threat to his spellcasting at this moment is his old friend who is also a master warlock.

He couldn't expect his old friend to sit idly by and watch his violent behavior now.

But in an instant, Mette felt a little relieved when she saw Hilgard just holding the magic wand to protect Count Trosa in front, seemingly smashing the hammer with all his strength and performing a magic spell to protect the nobles behind.

The old friend finally let go. Even though he couldn't help me, he didn't really interrupt me.

Obviously, as long as he didn't threaten General Trosa, Hilgard would not kill him.

Old friends also hope that he can escape.

While the warlock was thinking, the spellcasting process did not slow down at all.

A hurricane formed under Mette's feet, and Mette's body briefly stepped into the air.

".Release the arrow!"

The knight of House Stag shouted orders to the archers and crossbowmen coming from behind.

The strings are buzzing!

Dense arrows like a rainstorm swarmed towards Mette.

The warlock's heart tightened and he had to interrupt the spell and activate the defensive spell in his wand.

The tip of the spear struck in the air, and circles of purple magic patterns formed in front of Mette. A translucent magic barrier blocked all attacks directed at him.

The arrows bounced off the surface of the barrier and scattered everywhere.

Hilgard below symbolically used his magic wand to cast a few magic tricks with sound, light and movement, his eyes flickered slightly. He had never seen the defensive spell that Mette was casting at this moment.

Looking at the warlock in the air from afar, Leon on the periphery frowned slightly and threw away the stone he picked up from the ground.

He recognized it, this defensive spell that was so familiar that it gave him a headache.

That floating barrier seemed to be the magic used by the wizard Atias who had chased him and Corvis.

This magic can't even penetrate Isha's arrows, let alone ordinary arrows.

Of course Leon wasn't too worried.

The current situation is different from the tragic experience of fighting alone in the past. There are so many knights fighting the warlock on the spot. He has offended these knights of Orlando. There is no need for a small knight like him to take action. He can just stay out of the scene and fish.

Looking at the Orland soldiers surrounding him in front of him, Leon felt that the big guys were enough to deal with the warlock, so he did not intervene in the fight. He picked up the winged helmet on the ground, buckled it, came to Baron Elliver, and guarded the lord.

In the chaos, Canis, eager for revenge, snatched the spear of a nearby soldier, held it upside down and shouted, "Ha-ah!"

He threw out a backstab through the air and threw the weapon in his hand like a cannonball.

The terrifying whistling sound breaking through the air came in an instant.

Mette reacted in time and dragged the barrier to block the javelin.

The spear struck the surface of the barrier, the shaft bursting, and the warlock's body was slightly thrown back by the force.

After the first attack, there was naturally a second one. Knights from some unknown family followed suit and attacked with several thrown weapons, even with a few spinning flying axes.

There was no time to deal with the intensive attacks coming from all directions. Cold sweat broke out on Mette's forehead and he could only diffuse the magic from the Atias people in his hand.

The purple semicircular magic barrier extended like a sphere and immediately covered the warlock's entire body.

As the spell was adjusted, the magic barrier covering Mette dimmed the light visible to the naked eye, and the incoming arrows were still blocked, and the flying axes and daggers were bounced away as usual.

However, the knights' spear tips, thrown with amazing force, were able to suddenly penetrate the now weakened defense.

——Puff!
Another spiral spear pierced half of the barrier, engulfing the stagnant air that seemed to be pulled and sunken, and penetrated the knee bend in the gap of Mette's armor.

Damn!

Decades had passed since he had felt the pain of physical injury for the first time in a long time. Mette became mentally unstable due to the pain and could no longer maintain his barrier, stay in the air, or perform the high-level technique that was taking shape.

He made a decision in an instant and gave up the hovering hurricane among the three sets of spells.

"That wizard's life is mine!" Seeing Mette falling, Canis roared and rushed forward with the Wolf Knight beside him.

He gathered the magic barrier, half-knelt back on the ground, reluctantly pulled out the spear blade on his leg and threw it away, gathering magic power to seal the wound on his knee.

Without waiting to get up, he saw the weapons of the surrounding soldiers and knights attacking him, so he simply fell back to the ground in embarrassment, and used his staff to hold the defensive magic in front of him like a lid.

Weapons smashed down one after another, but the soldiers encountered the same embarrassment as Leon did at that time. The swords and spears were like stabbing on the surface of an iron wall, unable to advance an inch.

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".Shock!"

Mette chanted a spell and launched a series of magical shocks, knocking away the Kingdom soldiers who were trapped around him. After a moment of respite, the Warlock Master pressed his left hand on the ground, and a thin snake wrapped around his arm loosened from his sleeve and drilled into the ground.

"Die!" Kanis, wearing wolf-patterned armor, flew up despite the magic explosion, leaped with his sword and smashed down the surface of the enemy's magic barrier.

click-

The defensive magic, which had repeatedly withstood so many heavy attacks from the knights, finally began to crack like shattered glass.

Mette's brows twitched slightly as he held up his wand to maintain the spell.

He poured most of his magic power into the high-level spell that was about to take shape, and the energy in the wand that supported the defense would not last long.

Crack! The young master of the Wolf family struck again with anger, and the cracks on the barrier that had originally closed deepened again.

"Who the hell are you? You're already dead, you can't be alive." Mette shouted in confusion, staring at the dead man who looked like a madman.

What is before him is neither an illusion nor a ghost. Could it be that Canis has a twin brother who has been separated from him for many years?
"I am the evil ghost who is looking for your life!" Canis roared and stabbed the crack with his sword.

This blow became the final straw that broke the barrier.

With a swish sound and a teeth-grinding friction sound, the sharp sword pierced through the barrier.

But at the same time, the ground under the feet of the young master of the Wolf family suddenly collapsed.

The cracks spread in circles, causing the earth and rocks on the ground to collapse suddenly. The surrounding knights had to stop and retreat to avoid the sudden collapse.

The technique gradually took shape. Mette, overjoyed, opened his eyes wide and grinned, letting his body fall into the pit without any struggle.

"I have driven out countless undead spirits. Evil ghosts? I'll just kill them again!"

The soil and rocks on both sides of the pit suddenly cracked, and a pair of huge upper and lower jaws emerged from the soil. The terrifying snake head opened its bloody mouth, and in a flash, it seemed to swallow Mette and Canis together.

The young master of the Wolf family was caught off guard and raised his sword high while falling, arching his waist to deal with the fishy wind that broke through the ground in front of him.

The huge snake's mouth snapped shut, and the sharp sword pierced into the monster's upper jaw. Canis was forced to bend his body due to the terrifying force from above and below, and clenched his teeth to resist the closing of the giant jaw.

With a rumbling sound, a huge snake body as thick as several people could hug emerged from the ground and knocked all the surrounding knights away.

Dust kept falling on the surface of the rising thick snake body. The basilisk held Met and Canis in its mouth and raised its body high.

The knights of the Wolf Clan who climbed up with their swords looked up and saw Canis stuck in the mouth of the basilisk. They were shocked and asked, "What kind of monster is this?"

"Kill that monster quickly!" Seeing his eldest son trapped, Baron Gunnar hurriedly waved his sword and shouted to the soldiers around him.

Fortunately, the sudden change did not cause the surrounding elite soldiers to panic. Longbows and crossbows immediately launched a rain of arrows.

With a puffing sound, the arrow pierced into the giant snake's scales, splashing bright red blood.

Although the basilisk in front of him had an amazing body, its toughness was not as strong as the magic barrier.

But even so, enduring the arrows and weapons, the soldiers chopped the snake's body into pieces, but they could not find the vital spot that would kill it. Instead, they were repelled by the snake's wild dance of pain.

"What is this?" Trosa, who retreated to the periphery, was puzzled. He looked at the warlock consultant in front of him with dissatisfaction and questioned.

"Forgive me for not knowing, General. I have never seen the monster summoned by Mette." Hilgard frowned. He was not proficient in summoning techniques, and he was telling the truth.

"Master, why don't you take action?" Trosa urged loudly.

Hearing the Earl's questioning behind him, Hilgard knew that he could not continue to slack off, so he remained silent.

Mette, that's all I can do to help you.
"The dead should go where the dead belong!"

Stepping on the giant snake's shaking mouth, Mette suddenly stabbed Canis in the face with his spear.

The young master of the Wolf family held the snake's mouth and narrowly dodged by turning his head. The spear blade passed by his face, leaving a bloody wound on his face.

Mette immediately turned the handle, trying to change his tactics and cut the opponent's throat, but with a crisp sound, he found that the spear blade was actually blocked by the steel neck guard.

He was shocked to see a flash of white light on Canis's head, and a wolf-head helmet appeared out of thin air, protecting his head tightly.

In the blink of an eye, Canis' mind moved again, and this time it was the sword in his hand that flashed white light.

The noble's sword turned into light particles and disappeared into thin air. The giant snake's mouth loosened, but before it could bite closed, a long steel-forged lance stretched its upper and lower jaws wide open again.

"Fuck you, you fucking wizard!" While switching weapons, Canis got a chance to move his lower body because of the exposure of his lance, and he kicked Mette in the crotch.

Mette hurriedly ducked down and used his abdominal armor to absorb the kick, but was then kicked by the knight and fell towards the giant snake's throat.

With the support of the lance, Canis let go of the lance, swung his hand in the air to condense a long sword, and immediately stepped on the slippery snake's mouth to crawl over and kill his enemy.

Mette steadied himself and glanced at the overlong shaft of the wand in his hand.

It was impossible to use long weapons in such a narrow space. Besides, he was not fully covered in armor, and he could not defeat the knight in front of him with the dagger on his waist. With little magic power left, it would be unwise to continue to fight.

Thinking of this, Mette's eyes glowed purple and he activated the final stage of the technique. He then quickly dived back, giving up his previous statement of sending the other party back to hell, and his body was swallowed down the giant snake's throat.

Canis, who was eager for revenge, was about to catch his enemy, but he was stunned when he saw Mette escape into the monster's belly.

He just hesitated whether to crawl in as well. He was not afraid of dying again anyway. But the snake's mouth under his feet shook and then sank. He seemed to lose weight and hit the upper wall of the falling snake's mouth.

The snake's head is falling?
outside the battlefield.

Leon, who looked like a bystander, raised his eyebrows under his winged helmet and looked at Master Hilgard who was wiping his sweat not far away. He sighed sincerely: "This is a really cool move."

Just now, the giant python was cut across by the magic wind cyclone gathered by the warlock advisor.
The huge snake head fell down, and blood gushed out from the smooth wound like rain, covering the soldiers below.

The headless giant snake fell heavily, and with a loud bang, it seemed as if the dust had settled.

Hilgard leaned on his wand, sighed a little tiredly, and looked helpless.

The riots subsided
Under the falling snake head, Canis pushed away the heavy flesh and blood, crawled out of the snake's mouth, lifted his visor and spat out a mouthful of blood foam, then stood up and looked around.

Seeing the seemingly dead snake, he immediately picked up his sword and tried to dig open the snake's body to look for Mette's trace.

The young master of the Wolf family would feel regretful if he didn't kill him with his own hands.

The knights, covered in snake blood, shook off the filth on their bodies and gathered around with gloomy faces, searching for the crazy warlock.

However, strange things happened.

The wound on the severed snake's body began to squirm with a hissing sound.

The knights stepped back cautiously, wondering what other strange tricks the wizard might have.

Dense tentacles suddenly extended from the bloody cross-section of the snake's body, growing in an intertwined manner that was creepy.

The huge snake body, which was originally still, seemed to come alive and was raised high.

A half-human figure gradually took shape, and it grew rapidly on the cross section of the snake head. The flesh and blood half-body moved upwards, forming a waist, abdomen, arms, and even a head.
"You are the only one I have. I will never let you go! You are a fool who is willing to live with ants! All my patience for so long has been ruined by you, a fool who is content with mediocrity!"

The gigantic half-snake figure let out a thunderous voice, and its flesh-covered face opened its huge eyes that glowed with a purple light.

Mette's features could be vaguely discerned through that half of the body, but the top of the other person's head was now covered with fine snakes of flesh and blood.

but
Don't let go. Who?
Leon, who had been watching the show, saw the half-man, half-snake monster and cast his huge, resentful eyes towards them from afar.

I?
(End of this chapter)