Knight and Wand

Chapter 82: No Peeping
".It looks different from Pilieno's metal wand. It seems to be made of wood."

"How much does he rely on that wand for his magic?"

"We can only try to destroy his weapon."

"This is the only chance."

"You can use the rune sword to fly farther?"

"You can't let him notice your purpose. Give me the sword and I will help you create the opportunity."

The one-eyed demon pattern on his forehead shone brightly with golden light, and Corvis' handsome face looked a little hideous at this moment.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity of less than half a second, the boy unleashed his magic power with all his strength without reservation.

The excess mana drove the light sword thrown into the darkness by Leon, and it chopped at the tip of the wizard's wand from behind at an unparalleled speed.

——Qiang!

The moment the high-speed spinning blade touched the scarlet ruby, there was a crisp sound, and the sword tip was deeply embedded in the branches surrounding the ruby.

The huge force knocked the wand in Amon's hand to the side and almost caused it to slip out of his hand.

A raging fire suddenly gushed out from the cracks, and horrible cracks spread across the gem.

The preset magic channel in the staff was suddenly blocked, and the "Body-Eating Snake" and "Rodoa Wall" spells intersected and collided in chaos.

!!! Corvis——!!

Aamon cursed in anger and fear in his mind, and in horror he cut off the supply of magic power, discarded the glowing wand, stepped back violently, crossed his arms and cast a protective spell.

Time seems to stand still.

Leon's eyelids slowly opened.

Looking at the dazzling flames expanding from the cracks in the magic wand so close at hand, he cried out in his heart, "Oh my god!"

He didn't expect that his Expelliarmus tactics would cause an explosion.

Without caring about anything else, Leon pushed his feet against the ground, held onto the big tree he had just hit, turned sideways, and hid behind the thick tree trunk in shock.

Boom boom boom——!
The loud noise of the flames and magic explosion made Leon's ears buzz.

There was a startling sound of wood breaking from behind the large, rooted tree I was leaning against, and the thick trunk that was so thick that two arms could hug it swayed rumblingly.

Purple shock waves, carrying flames, gushed out from both sides of the tree trunk.

Until the spreading flame impact dissipated.

After dodging the shocking movement, Leon did not wait to catch his breath, and circled around the charred tree trunks on both sides, condensing a dazzling Isa Arrow.

His fingertips searched for the enemy.

The mage was blown far away by the impact and stood up in a messy robe, but his right hand, which was supported in front of him, was supported by a purple barrier with a different pattern from the previous one.

Seeing the magic maintained by the wizard himself, the arrow of light between Leon's hands suddenly dimmed and disappeared immediately.

Leon was stunned.

This was not his move.

Did Miss Lola take back the spell on her own initiative?

Looking at the magic that Amon was casting in the distance, Leon suddenly understood what the wizard lady in his body meant.

Even though the enemy's magic wand was successfully destroyed, Isha's Arrow was still unable to break the opponent's newly-erected defense.

If this shot was in vain, he would not have the strength to continue fighting.

Whatever, the offensive and defensive situation has changed now!
Leon raised his arms and charged forward like a 100-meter sprinter, running towards the wizard who had lost his wand.

——If what Corvis said was correct, the upright wizard who had lost his wand could no longer quickly summon and maintain multiple advanced spells at the same time as he did before.

Leon ran and stared at the enemy.

If the opponent dares to remove his defense and tries to summon the fire snake again, he will be shot by my arrow!
If the opponent continues to maintain the magic barrier, then
Leon quickly glanced around as he charged, but did not find Corvis's rune sword. Perhaps it had been destroyed by the explosion. In that case, take my punch!

Although the gauntlet on his left hand had been pulled off by Corvis on horseback, the gauntlet on his right hand was still there.

Rushing to the front of the wizard as fast as the wind, Leon clenched his iron fingers, swung his steel fist as big as a sandbag, and smashed it on the seemingly indestructible purple barrier with a whistling sound.

Amon's arm trembled slightly, and his face showed contempt.

He chanted a spell and was about to raise his free left hand to draw a shock seal to knock the person in front of him away when he heard a crisp cracking sound behind his head.

Bang! !

A deafening ball of fire and crystal fragments exploded beside Amon's face.

The impact not only blew the magician's handprint crooked, but also made him stagger a few steps. He endured the burning pain on his face and quickly closed the part of his mouth that was not covered by the spell.

Interrupting Amon's spell, the blond boy drew out Leon's knight sword, jumped out of the shadows, and slashed at the wizard's neck with the blade.

The sword blade flashed with a cold light when it slashed on Amon's flesh, making only a dull sound like hitting hard leather armor. The slash turned into a stick strike, and the force caused the mage's body to tilt.

Amon angrily swung his left arm to block the blade behind him.

At the same time, he quickly dragged the barrier, narrowly blocking the strange boy in front who was trying to go around.

He didn't dare to withdraw his life-saving defense and concentrate on fighting back the harassment behind him. Now that he had lost the assistance of the magic wand, Amon was unable to quickly construct high-level spells and he was caught in a dilemma.

He wanted to escape from the pincer attack and use the barrier to deal with the enemy's attacks at the same time, but the two teenagers were like a cunning wolf pack and played a duet with him.

If you don't move, I will go around you. If you go around me, I will go the opposite way.

Corvis retreated after one strike. Now he no longer had to dodge Amon's attack magic. The boy had plenty of time to wait for the other party to open his mouth again so that he could accurately throw the red crystal in his hand into the wizard's mouth.

Leon kept moving left and right, trying to guide the direction of Amon's barrier, just to find a flaw that he couldn't react to in time, and shoot Isa's arrow directly at the enemy's body.

Aamon no longer had the luxury he had just now. His magic power would eventually run out while he was maintaining the barrier. He knew he couldn't continue to hold on like this. If he did, he would really be doomed.

Finding an opportunity to turn his back to harass Corvis, the mage forced himself to endure the bombardment of exploding crystals flying at him.

The black robe behind him was blown into circles of holes. Amon endured the pain and stared at the strange boy in front of him. With his left hand, he finally drew the shock seal which was usually very simple and easy.

He suddenly shouted a spell, turned around and snapped his fingers, and blasted Corvis, who was trying to launch a sneak attack, away with all his strength.

Aamon quickly turned his head and stepped back, barely able to fend off the guy who almost bypassed the barrier and cast the seal.

The mage, who had a chance to catch his breath, finally had the opportunity to take out his whistle and call his Hippogriff.

Just go back to heaven!

Just keep your distance!

Only then will you have time to slowly condense the attack spell with your bare hands.

Hearing the call from its master, the circling eagle lowered its altitude following the whistle.

After hesitating for a moment above the dense tree canopy, it dived into it.

Stumbling and half-flying, it fluttered into the woods, and as soon as it landed it opened its mouth and pecked at the nearest enemy.

Leon dodged without hesitation and threw a backhand hook, hitting the beast's head hard, causing its feathers to fly.

Although the eagle-headed beast in front of him was only the size of a horse and ferocious, it was far less threatening than a griffin.

The eagle shook its head in pain, then supported itself on the ground with its hind legs, raised its body, swung its front legs, and grabbed the enemy's head.

Leon jumped back to avoid the sharp eagle claws.

Amon no longer wanted to get involved in any more meaningless entanglements and only wanted to escape back to the sky as soon as possible to regroup. Seeing that his mount had temporarily forced back the enemy, he grabbed the armrest of the saddle with his left hand, supported his shield with his right arm, climbed onto the horse's back, and shouted at his mount to spread its wings and take off into the air as soon as possible.

The eagle spread its wings and flapped them violently, causing clouds of flying sand and rocks.

Leon reacted quickly and realized that the enemy was about to escape, which was not going well.

But he did not try to use light arrows to shoot at the Hippogriff carrying the wizard.

I only have one chance to launch a fatal attack. If I can't ensure the death of the dangerous wizard himself, what's the point of killing his mount?
But if Amon was allowed to return to heaven like this, the chance for a comeback that the two had worked so hard to create would be gone!

Leon dodged the eagle's head and claws in two steps and accelerated to run behind the eagle which was already half-air.

Ignoring the mage who was always pulling the barrier to defend himself, Leon jumped and grabbed Hippogriff's ponytail as Amon turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

The excessive weight pressed the Hippogriff to lower its altitude, and the already insufficient takeoff space made it even more difficult to flap its wings.

The rider, feeling the pain, kicked back with his hooves, trying to kick away the foreign object behind him that was pulling his tail.

But the mount that was flying in the air had no front limbs to support itself, and its instinctive backward kick could not lift its hooves to hit the target, so its two hooves flailing around aimlessly downwards.

The Hippogriff gave up struggling and flapped its wings instead, leaping diagonally to cling to the big tree in front of it. Its eagle claws climbed upwards, trying to use the branches to knock the enemy on its tail off.

Amon's head was repeatedly hit by the rustling branches. He wanted to turn around and use his magic power to shock the young man who was entangled with the Hippogriff off his feet.

But the belt on the saddle that fixed his waist had broken long ago. If he didn't hold the handrail in front of him with his only free arm, he would fall off the back of the leaping eagle. Leon pulled the eagle's horsetail with all his strength, and took the opportunity to step on the branches on the tree canopy with his feet, using the force to punch upwards.

Aamon leaned sideways, holding onto the saddle with one hand and continuing to support the shield with the other. The surface of the shield made banging sounds, constantly and steadily blocking the iron-handed punches coming from behind and below.

Sudden.

Realizing that the enemy in front of him was hanging on the hippogriff's butt, his hands were no longer able to cast the powerful light arrow magic.

The wizard laughed: "You are looking for death!"

With a sneer, Amon quickly removed the defensive magic. He freed his right hand and immediately drew the magic bullet spell, ready to kill the boy who was hanging behind him.

Leon watched the purple barrier in front of the wizard disappear, and was shocked to see the other party raise his fingers and quickly outline the lines of light of the seal in the air.

Faced with the life-and-death crisis, his adrenaline surged. He shouted loudly and gathered all his strength, pulled himself up by the horse's tail, and climbed up by reaching the rear bridge of the saddle with his left hand.

Like climbing a rock, Leon raised his right hand and grabbed Amon's right wrist.

The Hippogriff's body rushed out of the treetops, carrying the two people. Its wings were finally able to spread, and it soared sideways into the air.

The sudden change in horizontal posture and the pulling interference of Leon's right arm caused the spell thrown by Amon during his struggle to deviate from its original trajectory.

The blazing magic bullet grazed Leon's shoulder armor, tore a gap in the melted chain mail, and flew off into the distance with a tail of flame.

"Ha! I can't hit you!" After dodging the fatal blow, Leon laughed loudly and pressed forward.

Amon angrily loosened his left hand that was gripping the front saddle on the back of the flying eagle, drew a talisman in the air, and wanted to cast a spell again.

But Leon would not give the opponent any chance. He rode on the hip of Hippogriff, put his left hand around Aamon's shoulder, and grabbed the enemy's left arm fiercely.

This time he directly grabbed the wizard's fingers and stopped him from making gestures.

With his hands clasped together and his body pressed against the mage's back, Leon used the "Strong Man Lock" technique to desperately bind the mage's arms in front of him, preventing him from moving.

Since he couldn't perform the seal of Isha's Arrow in such a close fight, the opponent shouldn't even think about drawing any seals.

"You damn guy!" During the fight, Amon raised his head in frustration and wanted to hit the boy behind him.

Leon dodged by tilting his head. Not having any suitable means of attack, he hit the back of his enemy's head hard with his forehead without thinking.

With a bang, he hit the surface of the magic layer covering the opponent's body. He felt as if he had hit a stone and his forehead hurt. He actually did no harm to the enemy but only suffered eight hundred casualties himself.

Seeing that his headbutt had no effect on the opponent's body protected by a spell, Leon suddenly remembered the magic information that Corvis had told him when he assassinated Piriano.

This personal protective spell of Master Atias has almost no obvious flaws except that it is powerful enough to be broken through by force.

It was even stronger than the Iron Shirt in Leon's memory, with no blind spots at all, whether it was the eyes or the front and back vital parts of the lower body. Otherwise, Leon would have tried to poke the eyes and use the naked choke in such a suitable posture.

Right now, the opponent's mouth may be the only weak point.

At least an upright wizard of Amon's level may not be able to cover the vital organs that recite the spell like a classic wizard.

With this thought in mind, Leon let go of the enemy's right wrist with his right hand and smashed his iron fingers into the opponent's mouth, just to tear out the guy's muttering tongue.

Realizing this attempt, Amon had to grit his teeth in fear to resist the iron fingers invading his lips and teeth.

Unable to pry open the tightly clenched teeth, Leon gave up temporarily and quickly waved his hand to interrupt the wizard's right-hand seal that was halfway through.

Then, release your hands, make fists, and arch your fingers.

The knuckles of Leon's armor-covered fist came close and hit the mage's teeth.

"Ugh!!"

Hearing the enemy's whimpering cry of pain, and feeling a crisp sound, as if he heard the sound of loose teeth, Leon looked closely and saw blood on the joints of his fingernails and was overjoyed.

Finally I found the magic turtle's Achilles' heel!
However, Amon, who was in pain, did not dare to draw seals with his right hand anymore. He struggled to retract his arms and covered his face with his palms to block the continuous punches.

After two bangs, Leon's punches could no longer break through the enemy's solid back of the hand, so he had to angrily pry open the guy's fingers.

The fight between the two men on the Hippogriff ended in a stalemate.

Amon, who had never experienced such a rough fight, had no safe way to escape.

In a hurry, the mage, with blood all over his mouth, pressed the fingers covering his face tightly against his eyebrows.

He no longer cared about so-called taboos and dangers.

Mobilizing magic power to rush to his brain, Amon stimulated his own spirit and consciousness, touching the power of the spiritual world.

His eyes flashed with a strange purple light between his fingers. The wizard relaxed his right hand and allowed Leon to pry open his covering palm. Taking this opportunity, he suddenly turned his head.

The dark purple eyes stared straight at the unsuspecting eyes of the young man behind him.

(Gulorelite)
"! Ordinary people——submit to me!!!"

The throat roared out a heavy sound that seemed like countless voices overlapping.

The surging chaos magic activated Amon's soul and grafted the other side of the spiritual world and reality.

The dim light in the wizard's eyes spread along his irises, and his condensed soul consciousness suddenly invaded the eyes of the young man behind him.

——scream.

Blazing glare.

dark
for a long time.

The magic power flows through the body and gradually transforms into gentle magic element.

"--Well!!"

He took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes.

Breathing fresh air rapidly.

What meets the eye is the dark sky as night falls.

where is this?
Leon supported his tired body in a daze and slowly sat up.

His confused consciousness slowly returned.

No, that's not right.

Leon was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the ground. He turned his head and looked around, looking for the enemy.

But in the dark and empty wilderness, there was only the lonely chirping of insects.

There was also his black warhorse, which he had released into the forest before the ambush, and who knew who had brought it back.

Was it Corvis who got the horse back?
Wait, what’s going on?
Leon reached out and touched his body. Although it was a little painful, he didn't feel seriously injured.

But. What about that wizard?
The memory still lingers on the moment of the fierce battle with Amon in the air.

Could it be that he accidentally fell off the back of the Hippogriff during the fight and hit his head, causing him to lose his memory?

Then how could I still be alive? Doesn’t Amon know how to finish off the enemy?
He lowered his head again and realized that the blond boy was also lying on the grass beside him.

"Hey! Corvis! Wake up!"

Leon squatted down and shook the boy's shoulder.

However, no matter how he patted his shoulders and slapped his face, or how he called out to him, the pale-faced Corvis still lay there without any response.

Leon quickly reached out and checked the boy's breath and pulse.

Fortunately, I am not dead. That’s good.

Maybe he was just unconscious.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he looked around again in confusion.

I really don't understand what's going on right now.

Could it be that Miss Lola helped?
But she can hardly even speak in the mortal world, is there any magic to help her?
Moreover, even if it was her, why did I have no memory this time?
It's like I've had a blackout.

I only remember that I fought with the wizard in the end.
Did they crash together?
Leon thought about it, then quickly pulled open Corvis's armor and looked at the opponent's back through the gap.

Under the armor, the rune that could track the boy's location was still flashing an exceptionally bright light.

Expectations were dashed.

Obviously, even if there was a real "plane crash", the guy named Eamon was definitely not knocked unconscious.

In any case, it is not advisable to stay here for long.

His head was full of doubts, but since the enemy was still alive, Leon didn't dare to delay any longer.

He bent down and picked up the unconscious Corvis, then turned and walked towards his lost black warhorse.

After sending the blond boy up with some difficulty, Leon climbed onto the saddle, looked up to identify the direction of the moon, and immediately fled north.

(End of this chapter)