Knight and Wand

Chapter 371 Knight and Magic Spear?
Leon ignored Canis's teasing, waved Gungnir, and released the magic power around him with all his strength, imprinting it on the ground along the magic patterns that appeared in the square.

The power of the elements burned out ritual grooves all over the square, with bright white light flowing through them.

Maintaining the spirits of hundreds of heroes at once greatly reduced the burden of the excessive magic in Leon's body. He then cast spells one after another, blessing himself with a variety of strengthening spells.

If there was no space for the Dinobot to move around, he would even want to summon Callisto to consume the excess magic power.

Hundreds of knights descended in the light, gathered towards the commander with clanging footsteps, and they observed the surrounding environment in confusion.

This miraculous sight, coupled with the gradually receding pain in the crowd, made the crowd in the square slightly restless and noisy. Fortunately, before coming, the patients were repeatedly told not to run around no matter what they saw.

In the square, the lingering magical light gradually faded, and the magic power shining in Leon's eyes slowly disappeared.

Before Leon, Canis and the others could say a few words, several high-ranking members of the Order of the Dawn hurried to the square under the escort of soldiers.

Rousseau, who was in the lead, arranged people to evacuate the recovered patients, and then looked in surprise at the knights who seemed to have walked out of ancient paintings.

"Sir Leon, they are..."

"They are all my subordinates. By absorbing the magic elements that are difficult for you to absorb, I have enough magic power to summon them here." Leon explained simply.

Of course, he did not reveal the truth that the knights were all spirits of the dead.

Sasha, who was standing by, looked at these tall warriors in ancient armor and was more concerned about another question: "So, as long as you have enough magic power, you can summon more troops to our world?"

As the military leader of the cult, she naturally longed for more reinforcements. Even though these people's weapons and armor looked very primitive, after witnessing the superhuman strength of the blonde girl, she did not underestimate these aliens who seemed to be in ancient times.

"It's a pity." Leon shook his head helplessly, "Summoning hundreds of warriors here is the limit of what I can do."

After all, he was actually just using the Neti card on him, rather than a true cross-world summon.

If it wasn't for the urgency and no other choice, Leon didn't want to reveal his cards in front of the locals.

A holy war knight from the Sea Eagle Knights saw that there were no enemies or monsters around, so he stepped forward to ask with some confusion.

"Sir, where is this place? Who are they?"

Leon turned around and replied, "It's a long story. For now, just think of this place as a country far away from Orland. This place is suffering from a disaster caused by demons, and these foreigners are our allies."

After saying this, his gaze unconsciously lingered on the joints of the Crusade Knight's armor.

It was strange that the joints of the armor on the Neti-brand heroes were not dislocated like those on himself and Olivia due to the differences in the laws of different planes.

Could it be because the bodies and weapons of the heroes are transformed from spirits?

Although Leon felt confused, he did not dwell on this issue too much at the moment, but looked at the female officer of the Order of the Dawn.

"Ms. Sasha, can you provide my warriors with your weapons and training grounds? I hope they can quickly become familiar with the ways of warfare in this world so that they can deal with our enemies."

He didn't want to waste this summoning due to the super abundant magic power.

After absorbing the magic essence from the bodies of nearly ten thousand survivors, he was now able to sustain Canis and the Holy War Knights for nearly a day and a night.

It would be a shame if such ample time was not used to allow the soldiers to quickly adapt to the weapons and tactics of the alien dimension.

Faced with Leon's sudden request, Sasha hesitated slightly out of military instinct.

If the man in front of her had not saved her child's life, she would probably have refused on the spot.

After all, providing individual weapons to Leon and the girl is obviously not comparable to providing ammunition to an entire company of soldiers.

She instinctively sensed the danger in these knights. Although they looked like they were wearing antique clothes, they could not hide the fact that they were all elite veterans.

At this time, Rousseau coughed lightly and reminded Sasha, who was doing her duty, in Tassa language.

"Colonel, look around. If Lord Leon wants to harm us or subvert the control of the cult, there is no need for our guns to do anything unnecessary. I will convince the others, you can rest assured to support them, this is our last hope."

Sasha was stunned for a moment, then looked around as she was told.

Thousands of survivors who were being taken away in an orderly manner by the soldiers all cast fanatical and excited glances towards this side.

She understood what the old prophet meant, and quickly agreed to Leon: "No problem, Sir Leon. If you need, I will use our tactics to train your warriors. However, we cannot communicate in the same language, so I'm afraid you or Miss Olivia will need to be present to help with the communication."

Leon was very happy to see that the old scholar convinced the hesitant Sasha to provide equipment with just a few words.

This saved a lot of trouble. Otherwise, even if the other party refused, he would take the initiative to collect arms from the outside world and teach the Crusade Knights to use hot weapons.

The blood-sucking undead here are indeed much weaker, without strong power, nor the ability to atomize and transform. But Leon, who has experience in Earth civilization, has never looked down on them.

Compared to the scattered surviving human organizations, the relatively complete blood clan that inherited the local military organization is much stronger than the Dawn Cult that is on the verge of extinction. If it weren't for what Rousseau said, all the orbiting artificial satellites in the world lost control and contact in the first year of the dark cloud, I'm afraid this survivor organization would have been destroyed by the blood clan army long ago.

Moreover, in terms of pure material destructive power, the vampires who possess thermal weapons and a highly organized army are much more powerful than the millions of undead in their own world. Of course, if we don't count the transcendent individuals created by demons such as Shaleman and Aviut.

When the knights put away their spiritual armor and weapons, their armor and weapons disappeared into light particles, which attracted Sasha and the soldiers of the cult to look at them with surprise.

Leon declined the suggestion to rest. After being filled with magic energy, he was full of energy and asked Sasha to lead everyone to the training ground in the fortress immediately to make the most of the time.

Leading the curious Crusade soldiers who were looking around in all directions, walking in a passage wide enough for traffic, Leon finally had the leisure to look at the ventilation system above. He guessed that this was either an underground facility or a military fortress hidden inside the mountain, but it was many times larger than the previous small shelter.

I heard that there are many military fortresses of this scale in the sect.

The problem of replenishing his own magic power was temporarily solved, but for the Cult of the Dawn, rescuing them in batches like this was still not a solution. The 10,000 survivors with mild and severe illnesses in the square just now were only one-fifth of the population accommodated in this fortress. Leon understood that his own capacity was limited, and even if he was filled up like a puff every time, he could not save hundreds of thousands of people.

Of course, after draining the magic energy of tens of thousands of people here in the next few days, the tens of thousands of people who have temporarily recovered their health will be enough to make up for the current shortage of manpower and strength of this organization.

Retracting his gaze, Leon sighed to Olivia: "I feel much better now, but unfortunately, I can't replenish your magic in the same way."

"It's okay. I'm stronger than you and can hold on for a long, long time." Olivia held her upper arm with one hand and shook it.

Leon nodded, wondering if there was any way to get around the obstruction of the disturbing magic field on his lover.

Memories of fighting Olivia when he was trapped in another destiny came flooding back.

Perhaps utilizing the characteristics of the Sun Holy Sword could be a solution.

When the attack spell contained in the ancient holy object is connected by the user, it will consume a large amount of magic power of the sword holder, even enough to greatly reduce the magic density of Olivia's body three years later, thereby indirectly weakening the magic field.

If Olivia could continue to activate the attack magic of the Sun Sword, perhaps he could cast a spell to transfer the magic power into her body, just like when he launched a sneak attack with mental magic when she was caught off guard. However, after constructing a model of the spell in his head and doing some calculations, Leon realized that this was only feasible in theory.

If Olivia really wanted to try to activate the holy sword, the magic power she would need to consume would be far greater than the power she could draw from tens of thousands of respiratory patients at once. It would be totally not worth it. If she wanted to make up for the difference in magic power consumption, based on the magic content in the survivors' bodies, it would probably take hundreds of thousands of people to barely make up for it.

But his magic absorption technique was far from being able to cover so many targets at once, especially as a transit node. If he really had to bear so much energy, he would explode and die instantly before he could replenish Olivia's magic.

Regretfully giving up the wonderful idea of ​​being Olivia's "trap", Leon quickly followed Sasha who was leading the way to the shooting range in the training ground.

The shooting range was large, more than enough to accommodate a hundred people. The knights, who had taken off their upper armor and were only wearing armor vests and greaves, lined up in the open ground according to the marshal's order. They stood more neatly than the soldiers of the cult. After all, they were all elites from the era of cold weapons, and the instinct of forming a battle array had long been engraved in their bones.

The members of the Order quickly brought over a hundred standard rifles and pistols without ammunition and distributed them to the knights.

"What is this? A crossbow? Why is there no crossbow arm and bowstring?" Canis picked up the iron thing, looked at the trigger that looked like a crossbow, and glanced sideways into the black iron pipe, but did not see the arrow inserted in it.

Leon raised his hand unhappily and slapped the barrel of his gun away.

"This is called a 'gunlance'. Don't look into its eyes when you load it with bullets. I know you can catch arrows, but the speed of the iron arrows it fires is comparable to the speed of Olivia's sword. If you accidentally get shot in the head, don't blame me for not warning you."

Upon hearing this, Canis raised his eyebrows in surprise and quickly moved the tube away. He had certainly experienced how fast the Golden Lion Knight's sword was over the years.

"Is this true? Don't tell me which kingdom on the continent this is? How can there be such a powerful crossbow?"

The young master of the Lang family looked around and saw so-called guns in everyone's hands, and felt a slight chill down his spine.

Who can withstand a hundred Olivias swinging their swords at the same time?

It is impossible to find a hundred tribal war leaders who can pull the dragon hunting bow in the entire Ulia grassland.

"I don't have the time to scare you. Just learn how to use it." Leon shook his head, picked up a rifle, and began to teach the knights how to use this weapon in groups with Olivia.

The hundreds of people present were all elite members of the Crusade Army and they learned very quickly. Moreover, firearms were not difficult to operate. It could even be said that they were simpler and more convenient to use than bows and crossbows.

Seeing that the knights were ready, Sasha used the headset to notify the control room to raise the target.

Leon waved his hand and asked her to move the target, which was about fifty meters away, back to a distance of about two hundred meters.

Although Sasha was surprised, she still did as she was told.

Leon then looked at the knights who had come to the shooting position.

The first group of soldiers who conducted the test shooting were all Knights of Arms in the Crusade Army. At a distance of fifty meters, these powerful warriors whose muscles could crush rocks could accurately kill the enemy by throwing stones, not to mention using guns. There was no point in practicing at such a close distance.

Canis put on the strange earmuffs on the table, inserted the magazine easily and pulled the bolt with a click. After just a few times of practice, he was able to operate it like a skilled veteran.

He followed the posture of the foreign female knight named Sasha, raised the crossbow in his hand, aimed at the human-shaped "target" in the distance, and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud bang of a gunshot.

But the vibration of the gun had almost no effect on the Knight of the Order of Arms' powerful grip.

However, the young master of the Lang family was still surprised by the movement of the iron crossbow in his hand.

".It turns out to be a magic weapon, interesting."

The young master of the Wolf family muttered to himself as he looked at the target in front of him. He could clearly see that there was a hole on the chest of the human-shaped target, but with his reaction, he could only vaguely perceive the vague trajectory that flashed by.

Canis was sure that he saw the "arrow hole" first before hearing the sound. Lion did not fool him. This crossbow was much more powerful than the Silver Mountain Crossbow of the Dusk Blood Guard.

He continued to shoot the second round. This time his posture was much more relaxed, and his arms were relaxed.

The recoil force of the magic crossbow in his hand when it was activated was not that great for him, and Canis felt that there was no need to hold it in such a cautious manner.

Another gunshot was heard.

This time, a bullet hole appeared right in the middle of the target's forehead two hundred meters away.

I don't know where it came from, but a sense of pleasure came over me. Perhaps it was the natural desire of warriors for powerful weapons? Even when hunting with arrows, Canis had never felt so much fun.

But, shooting one shot after another is not exciting enough.

With a flick of his finger, he shifted the so-called fully automatic gear, and the next moment, he pulled the trigger.

Deafening explosions continued in his ears, and the huge force crushed the gun body, making it almost motionless. Canis watched the target in front of him being torn to pieces by the arrows fired from the crossbow in his hand, and he felt that the fire and sound were as refreshing as if they were hitting his heart.

If you had this thing on the battlefield in the past, you wouldn't even have to go through the trouble of killing people. Well, it's just a bit un-glorious.

A ding sound indicated that the magazine was empty. Canis clicked his tongue and shook his head, checking the gun chamber again as he had been instructed to do and found it was empty.

"This guy called Gungun is really awesome. Give me another box of arrows to play with." He tilted his head and looked at Leon.

Leon checked the knights' shooting status and looked over unhappily. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "You wish. There aren't that many bullets for you to waste. I just want you to get used to the weapons. You just need to learn how to use them."

After hearing this, Canis had to put down his empty rifle and picked up the pistol beside him to load the bullet with disappointment on his face. Even with just one look, he knew that this palm-sized gadget was definitely not as satisfying as the crossbow he had just used.

Leon crossed his arms and shook his head, looking at the others.

It's not that he was reluctant to feed bullets to the knights, but the young master of the Wolf family used a rifle for shooting accuracy, and continuing to practice would not make much sense except wasting bullets.

He divided the knights under his command into groups according to their strength. He assigned heavier firepower to the warriors of Canis' level so that they would be trained separately later.

In his opinion, with the brute force of the Knights of the Order of Arms, it would be a waste of their strength if each of them did not carry a vehicle-mounted machine gun weighing dozens of kilograms.

"Is this really the first time for your warriors to shoot with firearms?" Sasha looked at the group of sharpshooters with a slight twitch on her face.

"Of course it's the first time, but they are all excellent knights who have practiced archery since childhood. There is no need to be surprised. Not all warriors are as strong as them." Leon nodded.

In the hands of the Knight of the Order of Arms, the rifle is probably lighter than a water bullet gun. It would be strange if he couldn't perform at this level.

"By the way, ma'am, have the machine gun and ammunition backpack prepared for my wife been modified for single-soldier use?" Leon suddenly remembered this.

"Let me ask the armorer in the logistics department for you." Sasha's mouth twitched even more violently, but she was almost numb.

(End of this chapter)