Ark Undead

If they were even slightly weaker, they would be crushed into a meat patty or roasted into a chicken by Levantine in the very first encounter.

It was also because Surtr knew he couldn't kill, otherwise the battle would have ended long ago.

However, Bloodthorn had the same considerations; he couldn't kill Maria. Otherwise, under his Originium Arts, even the slightest wound on Maria's body would render her blood no longer her own.

A strange stalemate ensued. Maria was struggling to resist the Bloodthorns' attacks, while Surtr was focused on defeating the remaining warriors as quickly as possible.

Let's see who's faster.

Alternatively, change the strategy.

Bloodthorn slashed at Maria's shield again. Maria, hidden behind the shield, silently endured the impact, then found another opportunity to continue observing Bloodthorn's movements.

This time, however, Bloodthorn seemed to have given up on a full-scale assault.

He kicked Maria's shield, sending him flying backward and escaping the battlefield where the two were locked in combat.

Unbeknownst to them, Bloodthorn and Maria had switched places.

With Bloodthorn in control of the battlefield, his retreat this time was precisely in the direction of Surtr.

He needs to eliminate the threat posed by Surtr first. Otherwise, even if he wins the battle against Maria, he will only face Surtr's relentless attacks.

A shield of blood-red light condensed on his body, blocking his path. His entire body streaked across the sky like a blood-red shadow, heading straight for Surtr, who was standing on the giant's shoulder.

"Tur! Help me!"

"coming!"

The giant axe warrior, who had been struggling to hold on, suddenly raised his axe after withstanding the onslaught.

A tiny light shone from the spellcasting unit on the axe handle, and Tur's entire body emitted an earthy yellow fluorescence.

Who knew that Tu'er was also a warrior with Originium Arts? He had been hiding his Originium Arts all along, just to give everyone a surprise at this moment!

The Levantine giant's arm slowed abruptly as it descended, as if it were stuck in mud, losing its previous agility.

Consequently, its destructive power is also greatly reduced.

This is Thur's Originium Arts, which he himself calls Slow.

It can slow down the movement speed of everyone within a certain range, including projectiles in the sky.

This prevented Surtr from controlling Levantine's defensive rotations.

The timing of Bloodthorn's sudden attack on Surtr's side was also too perfect.

"Watch out! Surtr!"

Maria's mobility was not as good as Bloodthorn's, so she could only anxiously shout out to warn Surtr that something was wrong.

Surtr's physical abilities were greatly enhanced after activating her berserk Levantine state, and she naturally noticed the sound of something cutting through the air behind her.

But at this moment, her body seemed to be held back by something. Faced with such a rapid attack, she had no ability to resist and was still trying to raise her arm to defend.

Bloodthorn's twin blades were about to strike Surtr.

Once Surtr, the sorcerer, is dealt with, Maria's warriors will be powerless to fight back.

But Surtr was not anxious.

Because she is not just a sorcerer.

Ding!

The Bloodthorn's almost certain strike landed on Surtr's neck, leaving only a deep mark on the black boulder.

Surtr had already dodged to the side, and at the same time, she turned around, raised her right leg, and kicked out suddenly.

Bloodthorn ducked, dodging the kick, but before he could react, another greatsword formed from flames materialized in Surtr's hand. Then, in the brief moment Bloodthorn dodged, it slammed down.

A burst of flames erupted as Bloodthorn leaped out of the blast radius. But he also missed his best chance to attack.

Surprisingly, Surtr was not affected by the Originium Arts of Thur and even has quite good close combat skills.

Perhaps it was because Surtr's previous performance was so deceptive, always using Originium Arts to overwhelm the opponent until the end of the match.

This makes people overlook her.

Surtr's physical abilities are definitely not bad, given that he can easily wield a greatsword of Levantine's caliber.

Especially after triggering Levantine's berserk state, the power that Levantine fed back strengthened Surtr's physical abilities once again.

Trying to limit Surtr through close combat won't be so easy.

However, Thur's Originium Arts still had an effect.

With Levantine's movement restricted, the soldiers finally had a chance to catch their breath.

In an instant, several more Originium spells flew from the hands of these warriors, shooting towards Surtr.

Meanwhile, Surtr's teammates took advantage of this respite to continue their attack on the warlocks.

Even if they were fools, they would know at this point that Surtr was definitely the key to their victory.

All they can do now is restrict these spellcasters and prevent them from interfering with Surtr as much as possible.

But the Originium spell had already been launched.

Surtr was already bound to Levantine, and these Originium Arts sealed off Surtr's escape route.

Meanwhile, Bloodthorn had regrouped and charged forward again, wielding two blades lengthened by congealed blood.

Although Surtr managed to dodge Bloodthorn's attack once.

But once Bloodthorn abandoned his initial contempt, his attacks never gave anyone a chance to breathe.

Even the sword and shield knight could only barely survive under his attacks.

Surtr, the sorcerer and greatsword warrior, had virtually no chance of resistance.

Surtr had already pushed himself to the limit by maneuvering around Levantin.

Several times, he was on the verge of the twin blades slicing through his body, but he managed to dodge them thanks to Levantine's mobility and Surtr's own Originium Arts.

But it wasn't a good solution, especially as more and more blood seeped from Bloodthorn's thorny arm, and more and more solidified blood blades surrounded him.

While relying on his own combat skills to attack, he also used Blood Blade to suppress Surtr's retreat route.

Soon, Surtr had no more room to dodge.

The floating blood blades had locked onto all of Surtr's movements, while directly in front of him was Bloodthorn, wielding two longswords, one hand protecting his side and the other outstretched.

The blade flashed, leaving a trail of blood as it slashed down toward Surtr's shoulder.

No matter how she tries to avoid it this time, she will get hurt.

For a Blood Demon, being injured means the end of the battle.

From that moment on, her blood no longer belonged to her own.

The blade magnified before Surtr's eyes, and she made a move that Bloodthorn found laughable.

She actually chose to take another step back, while simultaneously gathering flames to explode the surrounding blood blades, thus avoiding this attack.

But this time, Surtr's back was pressed tightly against Levantine's neck.

Bloodthorn's horizontal slash will always leave a deep gash on Surtr's stomach or chest.

Such a choice would be far better than confronting Bloodthorn head-on and seeing if he could force them to retreat, rather than trapping oneself in a dead end.

But Surtr didn't panic; instead, he winked at Bloodthorn.

Bloodthorn instinctively sensed something was wrong. But he still raised his left arm, preparing to pull out the blade hidden at his side.

Just then, Bloodthorn heard a piercing hissing sound.

Exclamations erupted from the surrounding audience, as if something had ignited their enthusiasm.

An intensely tingling sensation coursed through the air, and Bloodthorn didn't think too much about it.

His intuition told him that he had to go back to defend, otherwise he would lose his fighting ability.

His choice was undoubtedly correct.

When he turned around, what appeared before him was a golden spot of light.

The light spot was surrounded by trails that resembled lightning, which flickered and danced around it.

Time seemed to stretch out, and with each point of light getting closer to the Bloodthorn, more of the hairs on his body stood on end.

Meanwhile, in the corner of Bloodthorn's line of sight, Maria was in a throwing posture, about to raise her head.

Bloodthorn suddenly remembered when he had seen this thing before.

Moreover, he should also know that Maria actually knows this spell.

Miracle (Thunder Spear)

The leaping lightning burned everyone's eyes, but Maria successfully stabilized the lightning spear's state through the transformation of her family's inherited Originium Arts.

Then, it crashed into the blood-red shadow in the air, creating a deafening explosion.

A burst of lightning slammed Bloodthorn's body away from Surtr's side.

Maria gasped for breath, having just used various healing miracles and Originium Arts to maintain her condition.

Now, he has exceeded expectations, using his remaining spiritual energy to condense a lightning spear.

However, it was thanks to her help that Surtr was temporarily out of danger.

Bloodthorn's figure was also blasted away by the lightning spear and landed on the ground.

"Surtr! Now!"

Her gaze was somewhat unfocused; she had reached her maximum energy expenditure.

Surtr looked at Maria, and in her line of sight, a single golden flame flickered clearly in Maria's place.

Even though the flame was very weak, it never went out.

"Thank you."

Surtr turned around and looked at the warriors beneath Levantine. She took a deep breath and called out her comrades' names again.

"Levantin!"

The giant sword pierced the ground, a pillar of fire rose, and lava roared.