The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Otherwise what?" Feld looked at him coldly.

The spiraling force emanating from the spearhead once again repelled Kelda.

Although he had the upper hand in spearmanship, Kelda, who had been transformed into a demon apostle, could not only build a magical barrier on her body like a demon beast to resist attacks, but also had become extremely tenacious.

Even a puncture wound can heal in a few breaths.

Expanding the gains will inevitably be a protracted battle.

"..."

The difference between entering a high-level institution and establishing a school of thought cannot be bridged by mere stubbornness.

Kelda, who lost to his opponent in marksmanship, was even embarrassed to admit that he was the true master.

The dark clouds hanging over the top of Snowdrift Valley grew deeper and thicker.

Knowing that victory was unlikely, Kelda chose to strike at the root of the problem.

He was using the blizzard to summon as many Yetis as possible and heading towards the Lafner family mansion.

A long spear of ice crystals solidified in Kelda's hand.

While Feld was on high alert, he made a completely unexpected move.

"Boom!"

The shot wasn't aimed at Feld, but at Kelda's own feet.

The previous strategy of fighting and retreating was all for the purpose of breaking through the passage to the mine at this moment.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Feld, not wanting the culprit to slip away, chased after him and jumped down.

Hearing the noise behind him, Kelda's face revealed a triumphant expression.

As long as Feld is unable to return to provide support, the Yetis he summons will be enough to raze the Rafner family mansion to the ground.

If he could destroy Adramlah once, he can destroy it again!

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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Outside the mansion, a Yeti giant is gradually taking shape.

In terms of size, it is even twice as large as the one that attacked the Valentin Chamber of Commerce.

The fortified barbican, as solid as a copper wall, was easily crossed with a single step.

They treated the buildings within the mansion like stones to be kicked around at will, wantonly destroying them.

Even the conference room located deep inside the mansion was not spared; the upper floor, along with the ceiling, was blown off by the Yeti, and heavy snow fell into the room.

"Eighth Squad, there's a road just dug out by the stone monster to your right. Go in and turn right at the fork in the road, and you can join the First Squad in attacking the enemy from both sides!"

Sigurd didn't even look up, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders and melt into water droplets.

He had already noticed the huge red spot outside the mansion.

so what?

Since he wasn't planning to run away anyway, he might as well give Adramlah a final warm-up.

"Ouch!"

The Yeti roared and slammed out its enormous hand, intending to destroy the Ademura that it so deeply loathed.

Just then, a dazzling sword light pierced the sky, instantly severing the yeti's giant arm.

"You're the last one, right!"

Felix emerged from the flash of sword light, raising his sword and pointing it at the Yeti.

Despite being as small as an ant, it caused the enormous creature to unconsciously take a step back.

Chapter 427 Kelda's Gun and Rufrey's Sword

"Felix?"

The sudden relief of surviving the ordeal made Sigurd look up at the handsome young man standing on the ruins of the roof.

"Yes, Vena sent me." Hearing his name called, Felix even had the audacity to turn around and greet her. "I'm not too late, am I?"

"Ow!!!"

This dismissive behavior provoked the Yeti's displeasure.

It seemed to realize why it was afraid of such a small thing.

The arm, which had already reformed, swung down towards Felix with a "whoosh".

Felix could have easily dodged the attack, but if he had, Sigurd behind him would have been smashed into a pulp.

"I hate people like you who rely on brute force and have no skill whatsoever!"

Felix turned the hilt of his sword, and the fragments of the Demon Blade Thousand Blades quickly enveloped the Night Sky Blade, merging the two swords into one, transforming it into a heavy sword.

Although he was small in stature, the sword energy he unleashed was even more overwhelming than that of the giant yeti.

"呲-"

The incredibly powerful sword energy cleaved the Yeti in two with a single strike, and even the barbican that the Yeti had chosen to cross was cut open with a one-meter-wide gash.

Sigurd, who was watching the sword strike from the sidelines, was completely stunned.

Are all the monsters in the Silver Wolf Class like this?

"Phew, I am indeed a bit tired."

Felix flicked the greatsword in his hand, and the two swords separated, returning to their original forms. He then leaped to Sigurd's side.

"I saved you this time, so remember that!"

Felix bent down as if to give instructions.

Sigurd finally snapped out of his shock: "I, Sigurd, will forever remember this life-saving grace, and the Laffner family will surely repay it—"

“Uh, Sigurd, you’re overthinking it. I’m not talking to you, I’m talking to it.”

Felix nudged Ademra.

Adramra responded with a brief flash.

This doesn't mean it's become more temperamental; it simply means it no longer has the strength to refute Felix.

Felix's smile gradually faded, and he turned to look at Sigurd in the chair.

“Sigurd, no matter what enemies appear later, I will defend this place.”

So... spend some quality time with Admira and do what it needs to do!

“I definitely will,” Sigurd said solemnly.

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Inside the mine tunnel, echoes reverberated, the sounds of clashing spears reverberating between the stone walls.

Kelda fought and retreated, determined to take Feld deeper into the territory even if it meant getting injured.

He did not choose the mine tunnels that were wide enough for the two to fight freely, but instead deliberately chose the abandoned and narrow mine tunnels to lure them in.

The narrow, dark mine tunnels, coupled with the uneven walls, severely limited the use of long spears.

"呲呲呲——"

The steel gun left a long trail of sparks as it struck the wall; it was this sudden obstruction that allowed Kelda to narrowly dodge the attack.

Feld frowned slightly, adjusted his grip on the gun, and used the long gun as if it were a short gun.

Both sides were armed with long spears, neither of which were suitable for use in this narrow terrain.

After entering the underground, Kelda failed to mount any threatening counterattack.

However, Feld also found it difficult to inflict a decisive injury on Kelda.

The situation was forcibly dragged into the realm of a war of attrition.

Although Feld had secured the upper hand, he was also cautiously on guard against Kelda's counterattack.

Even knowing that the other party might have a backup plan, he still had to eliminate them.

This attack alone nearly brought Snow Valley to its knees; we must not allow him to have a chance to make a comeback.

After chasing through another fork in the road, Kelda's aura suddenly surged several notches.

He fled all the way until he finally got out of Ademra's sphere of influence.

However, the injuries Feld inflicted on Kelda were far more severe than he had anticipated.

Each time she repaired her body, she consumed a large amount of magic energy, so much so that after breaking free from the suppression, Kelda only recovered to the same level as Feld.

As Feld rounded the corner, a cold glint flashed before his eyes—the spear that Kelda had been holding earlier.

Facing the spear infused with most of Kelda's magic essence, Feld dared not be careless and also gathered his own magic essence to surround the spear.

The ice crystal spear and the spear forged from black iron collided fiercely in mid-air, producing a loud bang.

Feld took three steps back and changed his gun stance three times before finally managing to knock it away.

At that moment, Kelda had already pounced on him.

Feld snorted coldly, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

Even if the opponent is a demon apostle, trying to enter the gun siege of a gun saint empty-handed can only be described as arrogance.

But the moment he swung his spear down, an ice sword materialized in Kelda's hand.

The magic energy surrounding the spear had been mostly depleted when it caught the ice crystal spear, and Kelda used Feld's attack to cleverly slice off the spearhead.

Feld once again demonstrated his adaptability. Since the spear had become a club, he turned the chopping into a thrust, delivering a heavy blow to Kelda's chest.

Even though they were already at close range, Feld's staff was faster than Kelda's. Kelda, who didn't have time to thrust, had no choice but to throw her longsword.

The ice sword flashed like a streak of cold light, instantly pinning Feld to the cave wall.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two loud bangs rang out almost simultaneously, and the two men crashed into one side of the wall.

This exchange turned out to be a lose-lose situation for both sides.

"cough!"

Feld coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The ice crystal sword pierced his right shoulder, and he tried to pull it out, but he couldn't lift his arm.

Trading injury for injury, how could humans possibly be a match for the demons?

"Hahaha...hahaha!"

Kelda laughed maniacally as she got up from the ground, a noticeable dent in her left chest where Feld had struck her.

If he were human, Feld's final blow would have shattered his heart.

But he's no longer a human being!

So what if he's a legendary gunslinger? He'll still die at the hands of Kelda.

"He became a spear master by relying on the spear skills I left behind, but he lost to Rufry's swordsmanship. How ironic this world is!"

Kelda had defeated many swordsmen, but had never won against Rufrey.

Because Rufrey's sword is different from others.

In his hands, swordsmanship can even turn the tables and counter spearmanship.

Kelda was jealous.

How could Rufry so easily reach the level of a sword saint?

Why is it that Rufry's descendants, who learned Kelda's spear technique, were able to reach a level that even he could not reach?