Knight and Wand

Chapter 16: At least I got a blue suit
Blood-red eyes, a mouth full of sharp fangs, fingers and feet gradually turning into claws, and horns that are slowly growing from under the skin on the forehead. No matter how you look at it, the hunched figure of "Lohak" in front of you is far from the appearance of a human.

The angry demon attached to the boy's body let out a shrill roar, and the hollow and distorted emphasis made the surrounding air tremble.

But no matter how angry the demon was at this moment when he realized that something was wrong, the mysterious rune magic had already been successfully activated in the formation under his feet.

The soul-repelling runes floating in the air quickly rotated in an orderly manner around the circular trajectory formed by the magic light, and the magic power suddenly rolled up hurricanes around.

The demon-possessed "Lohak" seemed to be bound by an invisible force. It could only struggle and roar in vain, but could no longer take a step towards Leon's location.

Outside the magic circle, Azerien hid in the woods blown by the strong wind, and stared with wide eyes to witness the extremely shocking magical spectacle.

I saw a red shadow like a flame being drawn out from Lohak's body little by little.

As the distorted phantom visible to the naked eye gradually took shape, a translucent phantom of a young man with a dazed and dull face was also pulled out of the body by the grip of the red demon phantom.

At the same time, on the limbs of the scattered and chopped corpse knights nearby, there were also wisps of broken and turbid shadows, which were pulled out from the zombies' bodies by the rune magic.

The soul-repelling rune has taken effect. Leon's thumbs and index fingers of his left and right hands are pressed together to form a triangle circle. Using the hand seal that the girl's voice taught him, he aimed at the exposed demon projection.

Leon recited the exorcism spell loudly and quickly, and the Gulorelit language in his mouth became faster and more fluent.

The scarlet flame-shaped demon shadow silently let out a soul-shaking scream, but it was powerless to reverse this powerful and ancient exorcism ritual. In the nested chain formations, the pure magical light gradually evaporated its projection.

Azerien raised his hands with a bitter look on his face, and tried hard to cover his ears because of the demon's scream, but he still couldn't block out the piercing roar of the soul, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

In a trance, he saw a fleeting illusion flash across Leon's body in the magic circle.

Her snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and her white robe, blown by the magical wind, fluttered on her petite body.
Azerien blinked in confusion, thinking that his eyes were blurry, as Leon's figure was still in front of him.

Leon watched as the shadow of the devil was expelled by the formation. He then started the final step of the ritual, driving the soul into the previously buried container.

The magical light on the periphery quickly gathered as the spell formation operated, but before it completely converged into one point, an invisible force cast Lohak's soul back to his original body.

But it was different for the zombie knight. His frantic soul was forced to follow the guidance of magic and gather in the center of the magic circle. It quickly condensed into a dazzling ball of light, then plunged into the ground and was sucked into the simple earth vein spirit lamp.

The strong wind gradually subsided, and the light of magic dimmed and dissipated again. Leon sat down on the ground and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"~Good job."

The girl's voice gently praised in Leon's heart: "You didn't make a mistake in reciting the spell once. It seems that you do have some talent."

Leon smiled bitterly. Perhaps the life-and-death crisis had stimulated his potential for survival. He did not expect that he could recite the spells so smoothly.

Leon stood up and walked to Lohak's side not far away. The muscular young man fell to the ground, and the demonic features on his body had disappeared. At least his hands and feet had returned to human form.

Leon squatted down and reached out to pry open Lohak's lips.

Yes, the teeth are normal.

Then rub the other person's eyelids.

The eyes also returned to their normal color, except for some bloodshot in the whites of the eyes.

"Is this considered a success? Will there be any side effects?" Leon asked the girl with lingering fear.

"The aftereffects of your body being tormented and eroded by the wrathful demon are hard to tell whether they are good or bad. Don't be ungrateful. Compared to the fate of your soul being corrupted and twisted by the demon, even if you pay a little price, it's nothing."

"That's true." Leon understood that he and his companions were lucky to be alive.

After calling Azerien back to help look after his companions, Leon turned around and quickly came to the center of the magic circle and dug up the pit where the earth vein spirit lamp was buried.

White light immediately shone through.

Even through the rags that blocked the ground, the light of the spirit lamp still seemed exceptionally bright.

Leon reached out and took it out carefully, as if he was holding an extremely rare treasure.

This is the key to whether they can leave the "spiritual field" and return to reality.

"Did it work? Is this the guide you mentioned?" Leon asked in his heart, "How can I use this thing to point the way?"

He removed the sackcloth from the wooden cage. Without the obstruction, the light was so bright that he felt blinded.

"It seems that you are lucky. The closer the soul as the wick is to the place where he longs to return to sleep, the brighter the light will be. Now this brightness means that the reality to which the dead soul longs to return should be very close here." The girl's voice replied.

"So, I just need to use this thing to see which direction is brighter, and then go in that direction?"

"Yes, it's that simple." The girl's voice affirmed. Leon felt relieved. He picked up the spirit lamp and shone it left and right. Sure enough, the light of the spirit lamp was completely different in different directions.

"Leon! Lohak is awake." Azerien shouted.

When Leon heard the call, he hurried back to his companions and saw Lohak lying on the ground with a dazed look on his face.

"How is it? Are you awake?" Leon squatted down and waved his hand in front of Lohak.

"What is this? Why am I lying on the ground? Am I passed out?"

Lohak covered his head and sat up dazedly.

"You kid was sleeping soundly, but we were almost chopped to death by you while chasing us all the way." Azerien scolded with a bitter smile.

".ah?"

After a brief explanation, Lohak finally understood what had happened before, but he really had no memory of any process. He just vaguely felt like he had a nightmare.

Seeing Lohak's apologetic face, Leon didn't continue to dwell on this issue. After all, they were not out of danger yet.

Lohak, who had just woken up from a dream, stood up from the ground. He looked at the horrible bloodstains on his body and the tattered chain mail, and realized how serious the terrible changes his companions had talked about were.

The crisis was temporarily over, and Leon immediately called on his companions to work together to pick up the body parts of the zombie knight scattered around.

He wanted to touch the corpse to get the equipment.

The armor on the dead knight is obviously a high-end product of the nobility. Even after so many powerful attacks from the demon-possessed Lohak, it only had a few dents. Wouldn't it be a huge loss if he didn't just walk away?
But the reality is cruel. After struggling for a while, they finally had to give up the plan of taking away the armor.

First of all, they simply didn't have the physical strength to carry this heavy knight's armor on the road.

Secondly, this tailor-made armor did not fit the three of them. Although the teenagers were well-nourished and their height and body shape were not much different from that of ordinary adults, the knight was still too big and strong.

Fortunately, even if the armor could not be taken away, it would not be a problem to take the gorgeous knight's sword that Azerien picked up.

Leon took off the scabbard tied to the waist of the knight's armor, took the sword from Azerien, and looked at it carefully.

This is a very beautiful weapon, similar in shape to a half-hand sword. An unknown gem is inlaid at the end of the handle, and there are gorgeous and complex relief patterns on the surface of the cross sword guard. There is also an inscription on the blade that sounds like a family motto.

This is not just for show. Its previous battles have proven its excellent quality. Even in the head-on clash with the demon host, there is still no trace of cracks or broken edges on the sword. As a former cold weapon enthusiast, Leon is really surprised by the extraordinary strength of the material.

He couldn't help but wonder, could this be the so-called enchanted weapon from the online articles in his previous life? Maybe it's not scientific, but it's definitely magical.

"It should be dwarven steel. I don't know if it was made by dwarven craftsmen, but the material of this blade may be dwarven steel." Azerien, a descendant of the nobility, saw some clues.

Leon could only express his inexplicable admiration. Anyway, it was useful. Compared with the blank mercenary sword that had been chopped into pieces, this noble knight sword would at least be of blue quality if it were put in the game. It was worth his hard work.

This time, Leon sheathed the knight's sword without hesitation, and then hung it around his waist along with the belt.

The reason why I didn't give up my equipment like I did in the past was not because of greed.

But after experiencing the incident of his partner being possessed by the devil, Leon finally understood that in this strange and unpredictable area, he had the mysterious magician lady to assist him, so he was the one with the lowest risk of being possessed by evil spirits among the three.

It is better for him to keep this sharp weapon than for his companions to accidentally go crazy and use it to kill their own people.

Needless to say, Lohak and Azerien also fully agreed with Leon's decision. He had witnessed the powerful abilities of this "wild sorcerer" partner many times, so of course he had no objection.

While Leon and Azerien were talking about the sword, Lohak found a roll of parchment only the size of two palms from the leather waist bag on the knight's belt.

When they spread it out, they found it was a map. Unfortunately, the parchment map only had a symbolic outline of the terrain and a triangular mark point. Apart from that, there was no text and no reference objects could be seen.

Treasure Map?
For no reason, Leon recalled a classic scene from a literary work in his previous life. Based on the principle that it wouldn't get in the way, he put it in his pocket.

Before leaving, the three men pushed the knight's body and armor into the previous trap pit and simply filled it with soil to bury it.

Although this zombie knight had just posed a considerable threat to several people, after all, they had no grudge against each other in their lifetime. Moreover, Leon was holding the man's soul in his hand to guide his escape, so it was only right for him to bury him.

Bury the body properly.

Leon held the earth vein lamp in one hand and a long sword in the other, walking in front of the team to lead the way.

Azerien held the long dagger, and Lohak followed closely with the broken sword that was almost scrapped.

The three of them followed the direction where the spiritual lamp shone brightest and walked into the dense forest again.

(End of this chapter)