Knight and Wand

Chapter 288: Terror
The Crusades were trapped in the corridor shrouded in darkness and fear. The thick shadows were like a huge curtain that wrapped them tightly. The demons and demonized knights around them came in waves like waves from hell.

The demons that emerged from the depths of the shadows were in various shapes and forms, some had distorted bodies with fangs and sharp claws visible, some were surrounded by suffocating foul-smelling poisonous mist, and some were wrapped in flames that instantly turned everything they touched into charcoal.

In this demonic soul that embodies the fear of all living beings, there are also knights who have been twisted by the demonic soul and unidentified possessed persons. Under the distortion of the devil, they have become extremely powerful and as fast as lightning.

The demonized knights have empty eyes and distorted and hideous faces. They wield their weapons with the wild power bestowed by the devil, coldly intending to kill their former comrades. Or perhaps in their eyes, the comrades in front of them are the brutal enemies of humanity.

Finally, the iron-willed Crusade Knights built a tight defense line. Their armor was covered with scratches and bloodstains, and their shields were full of holes, but everyone still fought unwaveringly.

Faced with the huge disparity in strength and numbers, the Jihad Army's steps forward became increasingly difficult.

Leon fought hard against the endless demon attacks. He knew very well that what everyone was facing was one of the two kinds of demons that he was most reluctant to encounter in his heart - the demon of fear.

The proud demon, the terrifying demon, the bloody demon, the lustful demon, the angry demon... the first two are the most troublesome.

The spiritual intelligence influenced by these two kinds of demons is particularly difficult to resist even for strong-willed warriors.

Not to mention those young warlock apprentices in the team who were forced to embark on this desperate battlefield before meeting the requirements.

The warlock apprentices, who have already suffered the bloodiness and danger of the Undead War, have little mental resilience compared to the holy war knights who have gone through the test of will.

However, the warlock apprentices are the indispensable lamp bearers. They have no choice but to be absent from this battle, otherwise the Crusade Army will not be able to advance here.

Many of the brave knights of the Holy War are bewitched by the demons of fear, and weak-willed spellcasters are easy targets for the demons.

Even though the warlock apprentices had turned off the lights and disappeared, Leon no longer spared his last bit of magic power and summoned the Dread Mountain Bear to destroy the environment and break into the underground by force.

But relying on the table-turning tactics to break through here is ultimately the limit. The number of demon souls and possessed people pouring in from under the temple is huge. This place is a killing trap that has long been carefully set up by the devil.

In the bitter battle, suddenly, there came from the darkness an angry roar that seemed to come from the abyss.

A burly and majestic figure rushed out of the dark and dark. His hands turned into thick devil claws, his face became ferocious and hideous, the outline of devil horns was vaguely visible on his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a heart-pounding and violent aura.

"——Lohak!"

Leon felt relieved when he saw his missing companion reappear, but he immediately discovered that he had turned into a familiar demonized body, and he became extremely anxious.

In this chaotic and dangerous battlefield, he simply did not have the time or energy to exorcise the evil spirit again.

Hearing his best friend's call, Lohak, who was deeply furious, suppressed the rage in his body that was violently attacking his consciousness. He tightly grasped the halberd and axe, and let out an unclear roar from his throat. He wanted to respond to Leon, but he was unable to do so.

The blood and flames in the heart burn the reason, but in the deepest part of the soul, friendship is like a bright lamp in the darkness, still flickering tenaciously.

There was another deafening roar, and Lohak suddenly exerted all his strength and ran wildly, rushing towards the group of demons in front. His huge demonized body was like a chariot out of control, and wherever his swung halberd and axe reached, the possessed people and demon entities were knocked away and crushed.

The sturdy spiny arm grabbed a huge demon entity in front of it and threw it hard, smashing it towards its own kind like a cannonball.

——Bang!

The thrown demons caused chaos in front, and Lohak used his great strength to open up a passage.

Sensing that the angry demons and fearful demons had appeared from nowhere behind them, they all stopped and roared as they surrounded and attacked, intending to kill this bastard who was causing trouble.

The demons' sharp claws cut through Lohak's armor, the swords pierced through Lohak's body, and the venom corroded the wounds of the burly knight, but Lohak seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. He just kept charging forward with only one belief in his heart: to carve out a bloody path for Leon.

Demon blood and body parts splattered in the darkness, noisy screams and roars intertwined, and Lohak's body was gradually covered with scars, but under his vigorous impact, a gap finally appeared in the demon's encirclement.

".Go!.I can't hold on for much longer." An inhuman voice roared loudly, and the familiar dark silhouette was filled with blood.

Realizing that his half-demonized partner was still helping him, Leon suppressed his anger towards the devil and without giving it any more time, he seized this fleeting opportunity to lead the holy war knights to break through the encirclement.

The carved door became clearer and clearer in front of his eyes. It was exactly the same as the tomb door described by Laura. The holy lamp in Corvis's hand also shone brighter and brighter.

The knights who rushed to the door first pushed the heavy door to both sides with all their strength, slowly revealing the deep and boundless darkness inside.

Lion waved Gungnir to repel the nagging evil spirits, turned around and rushed into the door, but suddenly stopped.

He realized that only Corvis, who was holding the holy lamp, and Olivia, who was accompanying him, were still by his side.

Looking back, the Holy War Knights leaned against the gate, forming a horizontal formation to block the tide of demons that were chasing them.

The old ranger Greenthorne stood in front of the battle and roared without looking back: "Sir, go and complete your mission!!!"

The warriors standing in the horizontal formation fought and roared, no one looked back and no one wavered.

Looking at Lohak who was gradually being devoured by the group of demons, Leon took one last deep look at the fearless knights, memorized the backs of all of them, then turned around resolutely and entered the dark realm.

With a loud bang, the heavy door was completely closed by the knights who held their ground, cutting off the shouts and blood from the tragic battlefield.

The huge hall of the tomb fell into deathly silence. Only the light of the holy lamp in Corvis's hand, which contained Laura's soul, still enveloped the three people who had reached the end.

However, just ahead of the darkness, a pillar of white fluorescence slowly rose above the multi-ring corona altar illuminated by it.

The source of the light was a luxurious coffin surrounded by light mist.

Where is Laura's body?
The three tried to run towards it, but in the darkness ahead, an echoing heavy sound was heard.

(Lorelit)

".I know you will come back eventually, traitor. You will never be willing to part with these little pets just like her."

The shocking demonic sound roared, like volcanic lava that could erupt at any time, and the sound waves seemed to bypass the eardrums and drill directly into the souls of the three people like billowing poisonous smoke.

The lantern in Corvis' hand suddenly lit up, and the white light acted like a barrier to protect the boy from the chaotic magic sweeping in from another dimension.

Olivia frowned, and a faint golden magic wind suddenly appeared on her body. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, tightly grasping the sword, and felt a buzzing sound in her head.

Leon had no other feelings. He saw the reactions of his companions in surprise. He raised his silver magic gun and was on full alert. He immediately challenged the darkness in authentic Lorelit:
"Come out, devil. You only dare to hide in the shadows and play tricks?

Did you also remove the testicles from your crotch when you became a demon?"

The ungraceful abuse caused the giant eyes burning in the darkness to suddenly open.

"I am not talking to you, lowly mortal, and you have no right to interrupt." A slow and loud noise came from the smooth floor of the tomb hall. The terrible weight that should have been earth-shaking inexplicably returned to nothingness when it was transmitted to the floor of this space.

Leon and the other two looked up and saw the huge silhouette walking out from the shadows.

There was fire from his feet and eyes, and thick, choking, sulfurous smoke was emitted.

The giant wings that were big enough to cover the dome spread out like a cloak, waving away thick fog. The huge demon axe was burning with terrifying demonic flames.

The six-pointed star magic pattern with dim light flowing was engraved on the chest of the strong black giant body. Behind the flaming ape eyes, the hideous demon head lowered its eyes: "Reptiles are not worthy of using our language. I will remember to sew up your stupid mouth later, let your soul suffer in torment, and enjoy the pain of never being able to wail again."

"If he is not worthy, you, a humble fellow, have no right to use such language in front of me." Laura's words suddenly echoed in the hall of the tomb.

The girl's sharp and majestic voice was as cold as frost at this moment.

Leon glanced at the holy lamp in Kavis's hand and felt relieved.

She can even make sounds while staying in the lantern. Has Laura recovered some strength because she is now near her physical body?

After making a gesture behind their backs, the three of them slowly dispersed, taking advantage of Laura's words to attract the demon's attention and trying to bypass the huge demon.

".Hahaha~ Are you angry? This is really rare." The demon raised its huge head, and its devil eyes seemed to be looking into another dimension. Its bloody mouth and sharp teeth clenched as it laughed: "Do you like the show I prepared for you too much?
Have you ever appreciated the little pets that you have kept until now killing each other?

I never tire of seeing how a mere fingertip can lightly touch the hypocritical souls of mortals and make them reveal so much weakness and submission."

Laura's voice in the hall remained calm: "The manifestations of all things are reflections of their own souls. The ugliness and weakness you see are just shadows of your past. Quetzalar, I have not forgotten the pathetic expressions that appeared on your once human face time and time again."

Quetzalal's hideous and distorted face showed some changes in an instant, but he laughed in a muffled voice, "Your words are really like a 'lady', but do you think this can anger me? It's been too long, I have long transcended that false past.

But you, you protected them for thousands of years, and what did you get? Now even your soul has been pried out from your sleeping body by those ungrateful Rhodok bastards. Hahahaha, I have to thank them for their stupidity and ingratitude~!"

The huge demon raised its giant hoof and paced with interest. Its voice was as deep as a bell, and it looked down at the three Feru people who came to it: "Look at these little things wearing the same hypocritical masks. They are so fearless and brave now, but what kind of cowardly panic is hidden under their skin?

Are these people fighting for you? I wonder how terrified and devastated they will be when they see how your body has been twisted by me."

"Don't use your futile cleverness to deceive me, Quetzalal. Even if you descended in your complete state, you could not get close to my physical body, let alone you now. Otherwise, why would you wait here for me to return?" In the hall, Laura sneered contemptuously, interrupting the other party's temptation.

The demon paused, and finally a trace of anger arose in his heart. He raised the giant axe in his hand and said, "Enjoy your last show of strength, Laura. I really can't penetrate your magic, but I can smell your fear now. As long as I can get your soul and give it to her, the power in your body will belong to me!

And you, too, will return to us. After all, you are a part of her. The lady has been waiting for you for a long time, and this time no one can protect you anymore."

"You can't take me away today. I'm not her, and I never will be." Laura's voice rang out in the darkness, still as resolute as before, and her flat tone seemed to be stating a doomed fact.

Quetzalal sneered inhumanly: "Ha~ Really? Then who are you as a fragment?"

"I'm Lola, Lola Ilarial."

The demon was about to retort, but his voice stopped. His flaming eyes caught sight of several humans running silently not far away.

He gave up arguing with the stubborn old Yan Yang Courtite, suddenly spread his wings, shook off the black mist, and jumped up.

Leon's eyes were always fixed on that place. He had already predicted it. Before the huge body of the demon pounced at Corvis holding the holy lamp, he swung his hand and threw out the Neti black card in the direction of the demon's attack.

Callisto!

Roar--! ! !
A huge bear body suddenly appeared, and the angry Mt. Dreadbear roared, crushing the statues and ancient sarcophagi under it. The monster, which had just adapted to the spiritual field environment, galloped a few steps and rushed towards the demon head-on.

——Boom! ! !
There was a terrifying blast of air, and a giant beast several times larger than the devil was chopped down by the devil's heavy axe, sending it flying with blood all over its body.

The giant bear weighing dozens of tons howled as it flew high into the air, as if it was just a large inflatable doll that was knocked away.

The King of the Forest only blocked the powerful demon for a moment, but it also forced Corvis to stop in an instant, thus avoiding the fate of being smashed into pieces by the axe of Quetzalal.

The Terror Demon raised the axe blade, and looked at the bear blood staining it, which turned into light particles and dissipated away. He was a little surprised. He glanced at the card artifact that fell into the shadow, but temporarily put aside his interest. His pair of flaming magic eyes once again stared at the human boy who turned around and fled to the outside.

To be more precise, it was the magic lantern in his hand that could sense the soul of the "traitor".

Amid the sound of horse hooves, the devil saw the foul-mouthed knight in black armor and a winged helmet, holding a magic wand with a flaming blade attached to it and blocking in front of him.

"Go away!"

Not even bothering to take off and fly over the opponent, the rampaging demon directly chopped down the mortal with its axe.

The terrifying wind pressure brought by the Demon Flame Axe had not yet fallen, but it had already caused the surrounding large stone coffins to shake and rise up, and the heavy pressure seemed to be able to crush the earth.

In the face of boundless danger, Leon's black pupils slowly expanded, revealing an unprecedented depth and concentration.

Time almost froze in the wonderful perception. Staring at the trajectory that was rushing towards him like a tsunami, he ignored any and all possibilities of a head-on battle against it.

Without exception, that would cause oneself to be shattered into pieces in an instant. Just one contact would kill instantly by the incredible Titan power of this demon.

The cloak fluttered, and the black-armored knight moved as fast as a civet cat, brushing past the incoming giant axe at the fastest angle.

——The heavy axe hit the floor.

The wind pressure caused by the demon's heavy attack was so strong that it blew Leon, who was wearing heavy armor, sideways.

But following this gust of air, Leon made a horizontal slash in an instant, and Gungnir's burning molten blade left a high-temperature scorch mark on the demon's leg.

Leon was knocked back several steps, and he touched the ground with his toes to resist the force that was sliding down his body. He swung his magic spear to steady himself and gritted his teeth secretly.

Incredibly hard! It doesn't feel like flesh at all. Even with the powerful magic of the Molten Sword, it can't be cut at all!

The attack did nothing, but it delayed the terror's attention for another moment.

In an instant, the knight girl who had avoided the wind and waves behind the devil flew over silently in a flash.

The blade of victory, covered with gaps and scars, is still as sharp as a rainbow.

But Olivia's helmet, breastplate, and skirt armor had been removed at some point in time. If ordinary armor could not even withstand the attack of this demon, then the armor on her body would be useless except for being a burden!
The girl, whose weight had been greatly reduced, moved at an incredible speed, even faster than the sound waves caused by her footsteps. However, the perception of the demon was never limited by the ears and eyes of the mortal body. Quetzalal had already discovered the sneak attack of the girl knight, but he just swung his huge wings to sweep at her, not afraid of the sword that posed no threat at all.
——Squeak! !
Demon blood splattered, and Olivia dodged the low sweep of the giant wings, changing the sharp sword from stabbing to slashing, and the long sword slashed across the side of the terrifying demon.

The heavy steel sword forged from ordinary iron left a shallow scar on the demon. In an instant, the long-lost pain penetrated into Quetzalal's soul.

The Terror Demon was stunned.

Leon was stunned.

Olivia was also stunned.

She just wanted to delay the other party, and she never thought that her sword could actually hurt the demon body that even her lover's molten magic could not penetrate.

"!?!" The demon became furious after feeling the pain for the first time in a thousand years.

--call!

The demon turned around and swung his axe. Olivia rolled backwards on the spot, using her smaller stature to dodge the swift and heavy axe blow.

But at the same time, flames exploded on the axe blade, stirring up a large circle of hot magic flame storm like a tornado, which completely swallowed up the blonde girl who was unable to dodge.

Leon leaped forward in horror and anger, ready to rush into the raging heat wave that was engulfing the girl.

But just as he approached, he saw the wind swirling in the firestorm, and Olivia's petite body flipped, escaping from the flames and falling back in front of him.

The girl's eyes were shining with gold, and her expression was a little frightened.

The grey battle robe wrapped around her body could not help but rise and fall slightly with nervousness, but neither her hair nor the battle robe were burned by the scorching demonic flames.

"——.Are you the Yanyang Guard?!"

Quetzalal's demonic voice was filled with disgust.

But without waiting for an answer, he turned his head and saw that in the brief moment that the two of them were accidentally delayed, the human boy holding the holy lamp had already rushed across half the distance of the hall with his feet casting a spell.

With a shock in his heart, the demon no longer dared to play with these ants carelessly. His entire body turned into thick mist and instantly disappeared from the sight of Leon and Olivia.

"Dodge to the right!" Corvis, who was running like a shadow in wind boots and casting spells, suddenly heard Ms. Lola's whisper. The light in her hand flashed. The boy followed the warning without hesitation and dodged to the side.

The terrifying demon's axe suddenly appeared from the shadows and chopped down. Although it missed the target, the shock wave still caused Corvis to vomit blood and roll on the ground in a panic as if his internal organs were shattered.

However, even though he was seriously injured, the boy still held tightly onto the lantern of Ms. Lola, who was staying with him.

Quetzalal trampled on the young man with his demonic hooves and walked quickly towards the young man who was climbing up in pain. He stared at the holy lamp in his hand that was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help laughing softly.

Without looking, the demon could sense in the distance that the two people just now were running away at an angle, and no one came to rescue this poor boy.

"Your companions abandoned you more decisively than I thought. Is your friendship really that low?"

The Terror Demon crouched down and grabbed the Soul Lantern, which was as small as a toy to him, with his huge claws: "The game is over."

"Yeah, it's over."

Corvis held the lantern tightly, a mocking expression on his pretty face covered in blood.

The magic power in the boy's body suddenly pressed towards his arms, directly destroying the magic pattern in the core of the Holy Soul Guardian Lamp.

With a faint surge of magical power, the exquisite structure disappeared in an instant.

"No!!! Damn it! You're crazy!!"

The demon's angry roar sounded like thunder.

He grabbed the crude object, which was broken from the inside, from the damn boy.

The devil's eye swept over, and the sacred soul that was residing there disappeared without a trace in that instant.

"Do you know whose soul you have thrown away?
You idiot!
Without her, your world would be doomed!"

Having lost the perception of Laura's soul, Quetzalal roared in anger, with wisps of thick smoke and flames spewing out of his huge mouth.

Corvis, who was leaning on the collapsed beam, heard a loud noise like a thunderstorm and saw the flash of silver lightning behind the demon.

".I know."

The boy's tired eyes were smiling, and he had no regrets even though he was about to be devoured by this angry demon.

But the next second, the furious demon suddenly opened his ferocious mouth that had just spit out indignation.
"Do you think I've fallen into a trap?"

Corvis' eyes slowly widened in fear.

“Hahahaha——!” The demon looked up to the sky and held his waist. The horrifying devil’s laughter shook the whole hall for an instant.

He flew through the air using the Flying Thunder God technique.

Leon crossed the long distance in an instant from the other side of the principle demon.

With Laura's soul returning to his heart, he tightly grasped the magic spear that Olivia had helped him throw with all his strength. It flew through the air and was about to fall towards the magnificent coffin altar.

But at the moment before it fell, he heard a demonic laugh and saw a thick fog rising from the edge of the corona platform, condensing into a slender demon figure wearing a shadow robe.

Rolling magical power rose from the shadow-robed demon with double horns.

--What? !

It was too late to react. There was actually a demon in front of the altar. Leon was so shocked that he was unable to change the inertial trajectory of the high-speed fall.

In a hurry, his mind reacted quickly, he called out Laura loudly in his mind, and reflexively pulled out the familiar handprint from the past.

Full force attack!!
Don't worry about my safety!!
I only heard the little teacher in my heart sighing with inexplicable regret.

All the magic energy and blood in his body suddenly gathered and flowed towards his fingertips.

The Bow of Soul appeared more clearly than ever in Leon's left hand, and his consciousness became blurred before the huge suction force drained him dry.

The dazzling arrow of light riding on the virtual string instantly created layers of violent waves and flew towards the demon that appeared below.

".Using the Lady's spell to deal with me in the Soul Court? You really have been sleeping too much, Laura."

The devil's claws moved backwards.

The arrow of Isha, which carried surging magic power like a light cannon, was wrapped in a circle of dark magic power like silk thread the moment it was passed in front of him.

The next second, the light arrow disappeared into thin air.

For every disciple of the "lady", cracking this basic spell that once belonged to their own school is easier than breathing. It can't even be called a battle between wizards, it's just a leisure homework.

The slender shadow demon turned into thick mist and flew up like a black shadow, wrapping around Leon.

Leon, whose strength and energy were drained away by Laura's spell in mid-air, was so shaken that he didn't even have the energy to resist.

Bang!
The black mist fell back onto the altar.

The dissipated shadow revealed Leon, who was grabbed by the neck by the devil's claws.

The black neck armor was dented inch by inch under the demon's enormous force.

".To be honest, Ant, I have to think highly of you. Your body carries the soul of a Dharma King, and you can still retain your consciousness. This is really interesting."

"What the hell is this!!!"

Leon asked hoarsely through gritted teeth, trying to delay time as much as possible and look for an opportunity to counterattack.

However, his body was completely drained by Laura's spell, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms. If his body was not much tougher than before, he would have almost fainted from exhaustion like he did before.

This time, PLAN B's idea really failed.

One wrong step and the whole game is lost.

"Hahahaha——that's the expression, that's the expression.

I just like you smart ants. Your flustered and unwilling look is so sweet and delicious! Hahahaha"

The thin demon with a distorted face blinked his eye sockets that looked like the mouth of a wild beast, and laughed viciously with thick smoke coming out of the three mouths on his face, his eyes and mouth opening and closing with laughter.

"What am I? Don't you understand Lorelit? Of course I am Quetzalal. Don't look at me with your short-sighted mortal eyes. Is it strange to have two more bodies?

You really know how to walk into a trap. I thought you would be on guard against me, but you idiot, it seems that the traitor at least never mentioned me to you."

The rumbling sound of hooves came from afar, and the giant demon Quetzalal, carrying a battle axe, also let out a thunderous laugh.

Looking from afar at Leon, who was sent into the enemy's hands by the magic spear she had thrown, Olivia was so scared that her face turned pale. She let out a high-pitched roar, strode wildly, and flew forward with a long sword tightly grasped.

The shadow-robed demon's consciousness changed.

The burly body of the terrifying demon flew over, swung a huge axe, and suddenly fell from the air. Amidst the roar, it instantly intercepted the girl who was disturbing the demon field.

Even without magic, a Terror is a powerful warrior among demons.

The devil's axe and the sharp blade shining with hazy golden light rotated and intertwined. Olivia tried her best to move between the giant blades that were slashing like a storm. The girl dodged in the slashing, and each blow was only a step away from death. It seemed that defeat was only a matter of time.

In the distance, among the rubble of the sarcophagus, Corvis dragged his bloody body and crawled towards the altar.

But Quetzalal was too lazy to pay attention to these two dying mortals.

".Can you still hear me? You just said that I can't take you away today.
Now? You too. Valarie too. I hate you arrogant old guys. But your power will be mine, Laura."

Quetzalal carried the black-armored knight, and his slender demonic arms lifted the knight up with disproportionate strength.

Streams of black smoke emerged from his inky robe, like tentacles that blew off his winged helmet and suddenly poured into the opponent's seven orifices.

"Let me find you. Where are you hiding? Um. Here~."

Quetzalal’s right claw grabbed in mid-air.

A dazzling bright shadow was slowly dragged out of Leon's body.

The frail spirit of the snow-haired girl and the tentacles of the terrifying demon that were wrapped around its neck like thick smoke made a jarring noise like an electric current.

"Long time no see, traitor. Offer your soul to the lady, and wait for me to devour your body. You don't have to care about that bastard Valarri's expression anymore. I look forward to seeing the arrogant bastard bowing to me." Quetzalal's three mouths laughed complacently.

Laura's shadow frowned slightly in the restraints, enduring the pain that pierced her soul, but her eyes remained calm.

The demon stopped laughing and felt slightly dissatisfied.

This complete failure will make all her thousands of years of achievements and obsession vanish into thin air. What else can't make her feel desperate?

Why is it that the fear emanating from this spirit is even less than before?

Pitch-black gauntlets.

Climbed up the thin arm of the terror.

"you want.
Take my precious disciple.

Who is it for?

(End of this chapter)