Knight and Wand

Chapter 150: Snake Slayer

Gripping the hilt and holding the sword in his hand in alert, Leon looked at the half-man, half-snake monster that Mette had transformed into in the distance, and couldn't help but laugh in anger.

I don't know what this old bastard has been colluding with the Atias assassin to frame me, but he hasn't come to terms with me yet. Now he blames me for exposing the conspiracy. It's really ridiculous.

However, no matter what the snake-bodied Mette figure was roaring, the knights beside it did not stop their actions. They rushed forward in groups of three or five, holding their weapons and shouting war cries.

Looking at the hideous snake-man monster that was the incarnation of the wizard, the knights of Orland not only did not feel fear, but instead ignited a long-lost desire to hunt.

That passion seemed to make them feel as if they were in the legend of their ancestors expanding their territory and conquering monsters in the wilderness. No one would give up the glory and honor brought by killing monsters.

Twisting his huge snake body, Mette resisted the knights' siege. The upper body of Mette raised his arms with clenched fists, and his huge purple eyes were filled with manic chaotic magic.

".You bunch of ants! Feel the true power of magic.!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!——

With bursts of loud noises of breaking through the ground, countless sturdy snake bodies like tentacles emerged from around the main body of the monster, either wrapping up the surrounding soldiers and sweeping past, or gnawing at their armor with their fangs and throwing the soldiers high into the air.

The knights and the general's guards had to stop and deal with the snake heads attacking them. The originally one-sided siege suddenly turned into a battlefield with deafening shouts and killing.

People were fighting with the tentacles of snakes that kept emerging from the ground around them. Even the nobles on the periphery and the surrounding army were involved in the fight.

"What is this? Spiritual magic?!"

Hilgard swung his warhammer to smash the snake tentacles that attacked him indiscriminately, and then looked at them as if they were immortal. Two new snake heads grew on the originally bloody cross-section and attacked again. He immediately realized the ominous power his old friend was wielding at this moment.

Even for warlock societies far away from the Holy Sun Church's ruling areas, this is a forbidden power.

Watching the army below fall into chaos, Mette seized the opportunity with his remaining consciousness, urging his huge snake body to dive towards the damned Winged Helmet Knight of the Farolis family.

Leon waved his sword, and he and the Knights of Thorn Flowers guarded Baron Elliver and killed the swarm of snakes that swept over.

He heard a dull scraping sound of a coiled snake, and looking sideways, he saw the snake body of Mette extending continuously from the original pit and heading straight towards him.

"Sir, Mette is coming for me." Leon retreated while fighting, turned his head hurriedly, and reminded the Baron of Thorn Flower behind him.

"So what?" Elifer stomped on the chopped-off snake head and crushed it. He shook off the snake blood on the thorn blade with his right hand, came to Leon's side and laughed heroically.

"It's a rare opportunity to fight alongside you. Let's see who can chop off Met's head first. Let me also see your bravery in Longka!"

After saying this, the Lord of Thorn Flowers tightly grasped the dwarven steel sword in his hand, and led the family knights to fight against the snake-like beast that was rushing towards him: "Knights of Farolis, follow me to kill this evil creature created by the wizard!"

I mean, maybe we could just lure it out of the camp.
Leon soon realized that if he didn't kill Mette here and there, the wizard with strange means might escape, so he rushed forward with his sword in hand and followed his colleagues.

He chopped off the entangled snake whiskers one after another, and looked up at the snake monster coming towards him with a bloody wind.

I didn't expect that this wizard would be so difficult to deal with when he went crazy. Leon didn't know whether he should regret not bringing Olivia along this time because of his identity, or regret that Corvis's health had not recovered and he couldn't help.

But I am not a vegetarian.
While running, Leon opened his left hand, and the magic power pulled the Neti card in his waist bag into his fingers.

He immediately activated the spell card in his hand, the boiling heart turned into light and dissipated, and bloodshot suddenly appeared in Leon's eyes under the mask.

The true power of magic?
It seems that everyone knows this. Let me show you, a country bumpkin, the authentic Gulorelit magic!
The manic magic became active, and the slight pressure that was originally used to maintain the Heroic Spirit Card "Canis" suddenly eased. Leon's speed increased sharply, and he instantly caught up with the charging pace of the Lord in front of him.

"You're in the way! Get out of my way!" Mette screamed angrily as he rushed forward, raising his body and swung down his huge right arm.

With a bang, the knights and guards who were blocking the way were knocked away by Mette. Then he raised his left arm high, and his huge palm rushed straight towards the people of the Thorn Flower Family and slapped them hard.

Needing no reminder, the knights of Farolis quickly dispersed.

Facing the shadow covering his head, Elifer dodged as the thorn blade swept over his head. The extremely sharp dwarf steel sword left a deep sword wound on the giant palm.

The giant palm, with a wound deep enough to see the bone, hit the ground without any reaction, causing a loud noise and vibration, and raising a large cloud of dust.

Leon dodged to the side, raised his sword and chopped hard. The long sword chopped into the monster's thumb, which was thicker than a log, until it was stuck on the finger bone. He was forced to draw his sword and retreat.

However, the serpent monster, whose palms were covered in blood from continuous damage, seemed to feel no pain at all. He swung his left arm outward and repelled the attacking knights with the back of his hand.

Seeing the opportunity, Elifer leaped up, took advantage of the opponent's sweeping blow, and stabbed through the back of the huge hand with the dwarf steel sword held upside down.

The giant hand rose up, and the Lord of the Thorn Flower grasped the hilt of the sword and clung to it like climbing a rock, and was carried into the air.

But the monster that Mette transformed into had no interest in Baron Farolis.

He shook it off with his left hand, slightly retreated his snake body, and reached out with his right hand to grab the real target of his anger.

Leon stopped and was about to swim away to avoid the attack, but suddenly his steps froze as the tentacles of a snake head that emerged from the ground tightly wrapped around his feet.

The dense group of snakes gathered around him.

Swinging the blade to cut off the biting snake tentacles, Leon turned sideways and raised his sword to deal with the giant palm that was grabbing at him from so close.

Looking at the huge hand that was rushing towards me like a high wall.
It must be said that when Leon faced this giant enemy that was far larger than a human for the first time, he suddenly felt a little confused about the swordsmanship he had learned against "humans" for a long time.

Where is the critical point? Where can it kill? Where can it cause a denial strike?

The ordinary sword principles used to deal with fights between people seemed to be completely ineffective against the giant beast that was larger than humans and had no sense of pain.

The physical reaction brought about by the growth of magic elements allowed Leon to clearly see that the huge hand that was pinching him was getting closer and closer.

His rapidly racing mind suddenly calmed down, and Leon couldn't help but imagine, if Olivia faced such an attack, how would she respond?

How will the swordsman girl, who has mastered all kinds of martial arts relying solely on the ordinary swordsmanship principles of her adoptive father, fight against such a "giant"?
principle
Yes! The sword principle is invalid, but the physics is still valid!
Since this monster still has muscle and bone structure, then.
Without making a futile attempt to dodge, Leon leaped up, not holding back as if he were fighting with a sword, but instead using all his strength to slash fiercely at the monster's thumb.

With a flash of cold light, and with the blessing of the power of the Neti card, he used a terrifying brute force beyond that of an ordinary Knight of Arms to cut off the giant hand's thumb cleanly with a perfect tendon-cutting move.

Blood gushed out, but the next second, the Winged Helmet Knight was pinched in the palm of the big hand that had lost its thumb, and was lifted up high with a whirring sound.

The moment the incarnation of Mette grabbed Leon, he tried to strangle the knight in his hand immediately.

But without his thumb, no matter how he tried to control his right hand, he couldn't close his palm.

Using all four of his limbs to resist the enemy's giant fingers, Leon supported himself little by little, and slowly opened the huge palm that was holding him.

The half-human, half-snake incarnation glared with purple eyes, looking angrily at the young knight in his hand: "Fool, you ruined my plan, you don't understand what you gave up."

Gritting his teeth and holding up the giant finger that was pressing down, Leon suddenly heard Mette's voice in his heart.

Is this the sound transmission spell that the other party used that night to trick Canis into sending the guards away?
"Your arrangement? Are you asking me to create a blood feud with Baron Grey Wolf?" Leon asked in his mind, using his arms to support the increasingly tightening giant fingers.

"So what if I make an enemy of a mere mortal! I have plans for you already! I will give you a great opportunity that far exceeds the cost! A chance to escape from playing house with mortals!
"As a mage, you should have joined the cause of restoring the glory of mages, and let spellcasters dominate this land again, just like in that distant country! You had a chance!" Mette's incarnation angrily shouted.

After experiencing such a direct conflict with the Orland nobles at this moment, he didn't know how much of everything he had built in the society and the kingdom over the past hundreds of years could be taken away.

It was just an insignificant mistake, but the price he paid was so painful that he wished he could crush the ignorant and foolish spellcaster into pieces! Mette's incarnation straightened the wound of the severed finger, and countless snakes of flesh and blood gushed out from the broken surface, reshaping the severed thumb.

He shouted grimly to the knight in his hand: "Die for your ignorance and short-sightedness!"

Leon's eyelids jumped.

Can it still regenerate?!

The incarnation of Mette, who had restored his thumb, stopped talking nonsense and clenched his giant palm tightly.
(Gulorelite)
".Restless, jumping, gathering, sublimating for me, Omros! Sublimating for me!"

The iron glove gripped the giant finger flesh on his head, and Leon roared a curse.

He gathered his magic power hastily and violently, not caring about structural errors, and fully released the technique to create the "Molten Flame Sword".

The high temperature and high pressure orange-red magic pattern, like a crack, with numerous structural errors and flaws, quickly spread over Mette's index and middle fingers.

——Bang! ! !

Boom! — Boom! — Boom!
The thermal reaction of the out-of-control elements caused a violent explosion of magical power in the monster's hands.

Leon's body flew out from the charred flesh and blood that exploded into pieces.

He twisted and rolled like a cat that had fallen from a great height.

With a loud clang, Leon fell to the ground with his charred silver armor.

Leon stood up feeling a little dizzy and felt a tight touch on his head. He raised his hand to unfasten the buckle and pulled off the winged helmet on his head along with the broken mail hood.

Look down.

The originally exquisite and heroic winged helmet was completely twisted and deformed in the molten explosion caused by the uncontrolled magic.

broken.

Shouldn't have brought it.
anger.

A rage greater than the one that threatened his life when he was grabbed filled Leon's brain.

His head of black hair danced wildly in the wind due to the manic magic power, his deep dark pupils shrank slightly, and there was regret and sorrow mixed with unspeakable anger.

He loosened his grip and the damaged winged helmet slipped off his hand.

However, before the heavy helmet even touched the ground, the furious knight flew out like an arrow from a bow, engulfed in a gust of wind.

Omros!

Elevate yourself for me!

Leon turned sideways and gripped the hilt of the sword. The boiling and vigorous magic power made the sword instantly covered with a scorching light.

The whirring magical wind gathered, circles of red cyclones enveloped the sword blade, and the demonic flame burned fiercely, turning the steel sword into a dazzling iron.

The Molten Sword was almost melting, and the heat wave just passed through the air, burning all the grass and trees to ashes.

Mette's incarnation saw that his right hand was burnt black by the explosion and the flesh and blood could not be scabbed off and restored in a hurry, so he clenched his left hand and smashed his huge fist at the black-haired knight who was rushing towards him again.

"die!!"

The half-human, half-snake creature roared loudly.

Leon angrily swung the blazing sword over his head, and the uncontrollable spell that could not be frozen swung out a circle of incandescent flaming whip.

The light slashed through the fist of Mette's incarnation.

The high temperature melted the snow, splitting the flesh and blood in half, leaving behind a separate charred surface.

Leon rushed through the obstruction through the gap in two, turned his waist with great force, and slashed across the huge snake belly in front of him.

Whoosh——!
The sword blade, branded red by the devil's flame, cut open the snake's belly, and the blood evaporated before it could flow out. The huge gap almost made it impossible for the snake's body to remain upright.

Leon could no longer maintain the disintegration technique and stepped back. The flaming blade in his hand had dissipated, and the sharp sword became a twisted piece of charred scrap metal.

Just as the body of the half-human, half-snake creature was severely damaged, several buzzing sounds of giant strings suddenly whistled from a distance.

—Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several huge barbed crossbow arrows, dragging long iron chains, pierced the giant body of the half-man, half-snake creature.

One goes through the waist, one goes through the chest, and one goes through the neck.

As blood and flesh splattered, the giant snake's body shook violently.

"One, two! Pull!" the sergeant in the distance roared orders.

The barb on the tip of the arrow had already opened due to the impact, and then it turned with the winch of the wooden stake in the distance, and it went back and dug into the basilisk's flesh, dragging it backwards.

The incarnation of Mette tried his best to resist the drag of several iron chains, but his hands were completely disabled by the molten flames and he was unable to remove the barbs on his body.

Canis, who was behind the basilisk, plunged his sword into the ground, grabbed the chain with his arms, and pulled with all his strength with the knights and soldiers beside him.

The struggling snake body was forced to tilt down, and several knights rushed forward, slashing along the huge gap cut by Leon with their weapons, trying to cut it into pieces completely.

The monster roared to the sky unwillingly because of the iron chains.

Leon used all his strength to run up and leapt onto the tilted half of the basilisk.

He stepped on the snake's body and rushed towards the half-human body of the giant with the inertia of rushing forward. Using the crossbow arrows that pierced the snake's body along the way as leverage points, he climbed up and ran to the giant face of Mette's incarnation.

The black snake-hair came towards him.

Leon raised the charred scrap metal in his hand and broke it into pieces one by one, and couldn't help but sigh at the warlock in front of him.

".Idiot, if the world ruled by mages is as good as you think, then where are they now?"

He moved closer and thrust out the twisted sword fiercely, piercing into the huge purple pupil. Then, Leon condensed the molten flame spell once again.

Dense orange-red magic patterns quickly covered the entire head of the giant face in front of him.

Feeling that the magic power had reached the critical point, Leon directly abandoned the scrapped spare sword, turned over and jumped off the giant's body.

Amidst the deafening explosion.

The basilisk's head turned into pieces all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)