Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

The uniquely patterned core coins gleamed in the coin storage box.

"Let's resolve this as soon as possible."

With a flick of his wrist, three Core Medals appeared in Luo Zhen's hand.

Normally, Luo Zhen wouldn't mind taking things a little slower and using relatively gentler methods to complete the containment.

Right now, Luo Zhen's only thought is to end this matter as soon as possible.

"Ghost-Exaid-Wizard!"

A mechanical sound effect rang out, and tri-colored light burst forth from Luo Zhen's waist.

Three halos appeared in front of Luo Zhen and then merged together.

The group that appeared once before when Eriri encountered an unusual incident makes its appearance again.

Supporting his body with his charred arms, the Matchstick Demon glared resentfully at Luo Zhen.

Golden drops of oil sizzled as they fell to the ground.

Looking back at Hirasawa Yui not far away, Luo Zhen gently patted his belt.

Centered on Luo Zhen, a pixel-style game world rapidly expands and swallows the stick figure demon into the world.

Hirasawa Yui, holding an umbrella, swayed slightly uneasy.

Although she always looks a bit dazed, she's not really stupid.

Even she was aware of the problem in the current situation.

However, she didn't know what she could do; all she could do was listen to Luo Zhen.

They're so well-behaved it's almost heartbreaking.

On the deserted street, Hirasawa stood alone at the street corner, holding an umbrella.

Unbeknownst to Hirasawa Yui, a group of special forces soldiers in combat uniforms quietly gathered around.

Although he rarely lets others get involved in battles, Luo Zhen never ignores the existence of special forces soldiers.

Meanwhile, in the gaming world, inhumane acts of cruelty are taking place.

Chapter 324 A Sword Severes an Arm

In the gaming world, the stick figure, like a character emerging from hell, has completely abandoned the disguise of a little girl.

As the burlap clothes were burned to ashes, the matchstick demon, who had tried to drag the rest of them down to hell with the matches, made his official debut.

Seeing the blinding flames engulfing his opponent, Luo Zhen couldn't help but think:

'What would happen if I used my supernatural fire to burn her?'

'The one who controlled the flames was burned to death?'

The thought of this scene made Luo Zhen chuckle.

However, this thought only flashed through Luo Zhen's mind for a moment.

Temporarily switching groups is possible, but unnecessary.

Although the opponent is not weak, it is not to the point that Luo Zhen needs to constantly switch combinations to deal with them.

With a flick of his wrist, the Holy Emblem Sword appeared in Luo Zhen's hand.

When using the OOO Driver, this weapon is the one that Luo Zhen is most comfortable using.

However, it's not quite as realistic as Luo Zhen in his Amazon form.

"It's about to begin."

Luo Zhen lightly brushed his fingertips across the blade, adjusting his stance slightly.

In a hasty battle, it's difficult to exert normal combat power. Since the decision has been made to end this battle as soon as possible, Luo Zhen naturally has to use all his strength to deal with this enemy.

Exhaling, Luo Zhen moved.

Although it was only one step, it felt like a dozen steps had been taken, and the already short distance between him and the stick figure demon was instantly shortened.

The scenery on both sides was stretched out, but the enemy's figure was so clear in Luo Zhen's eyes.

Enveloped in flames, the matchstick demon, its face obscured, let out a low growl.

With a flick of the wrist, large swaths of flame were sprayed out like water being poured out.

The scorching flames almost completely covered Luo Zhen's path, and even the pixelated sky in the game space seemed to be faintly burning red.

However, there was a powerful magician in Luo Zhen's team at this time.

The magician who was called the last hope.

A flash of blue light appeared, and a torrent of violent water surged forth from the void.

After the violent flow of water appeared, the temperature of the space, which had been heated by the flames, began to drop, and the air seemed to carry a slight dampness.

As the water rushed towards him, a hint of disdain flashed in the shrunken pupils of the Matchstick Demon.

Although her flames were not the all-consuming Amaterasu Fire, they could not be extinguished by ordinary water.

Ordinary water would have difficulty even slightly obstructing it, let alone extinguishing her flames.

With this in mind, the Matchstick Demon worked even harder, driving the flames toward Luo Zhen.

From this angle, Luo Zhen looks just like a moth rushing headlong into a flame.

The heroic act ultimately resulted in being burned by flames and falling to the ground to await death.

However, Luo Zhen was not a moth.

The raging water, after colliding head-on with the flames, was not evaporated as the Matchstick Demon had imagined.

Instead, it created a stalemate with the flames.

And the guy with the long knife in his hand had already charged over!

Seeing Luo Zhen's menacing approach, the Matchstick Demon subconsciously took two steps back.

But after regaining his senses, he seemed to feel ashamed of his behavior, so he gritted his teeth and took a few more steps forward.

How could she possibly be scared by this guy!

The matchstick demon thought somewhat obsessively, firmly believing that killing this human would be a piece of cake if she wanted to.

Just like before.

And she also has her own trump card!

Therefore, although he was somewhat surprised, the Matchstick Demon was not actually very flustered.

At least that's the case for now.

"Go to hell!"

Raising his hands, the Matchstick Demon spoke in a sinister tone.

The flames wrapped around its body suddenly erupted, as if it had been doused with a bucket of gasoline.

If that bastard dares to come any closer, her flames will deliver a fatal blow.

Luo Zhen naturally noticed this as well, but he still charged towards the other party with firm steps.

Just like the matchstick demon believed that his flames would deliver a fatal blow to Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen firmly believed that his attack would be faster than his opponent's.

One was swift as the wind, the other waited quietly.

'It's now! ’

The moment Luo Zhen entered the attack range of the Stick Demon, the already restless flames pounced on him like a hunting dog that had found its target.

But this confident strike hit empty air.

"Shh-"

The next second, a sharp blade flashed.

The matchstick demon's hand, which was raised in the air, snapped off instantly, leaving a perfectly smooth cut.

His confident smile instantly froze on his face.

The arm that had fallen to the ground was kicked away by Luo Zhen, and with a slight twist of his wrist, the Holy Symbol Slash Sword, wrapped in a hurricane, once again slashed towards the Stick Demon.

The flames wrapped around the matchstick demon's body were pushed aside by the hurricane, revealing its charred muscles.

Unable to put up any resistance, the Matchstick Demon was chopped diagonally from the shoulder to the side by Luo Zhen.

Before the look of astonishment could fully appear on his face, the body completely lost its life force and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing the matchstick demon's flames gradually die out on the ground, Luo Zhen did not deactivate his transformation.

The Holy Symbol Sword was still held in his hand.

His head was bowed, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Behind Luo Zhen, a match quietly lit up in a basket that was casually scattered on the ground.

The flames gradually spread, but were quickly suppressed, as if in fear of something.

After waiting quietly for a while, seeing that there was still no movement on the wreckage on the ground, Luo Zhen lifted his foot and stepped on it.

The solid feeling beneath his feet told Luo Zhen that this was a wreckage.

However, Luo Zhen did not think so.

"I'll use this to cut off your head."

Muttering to himself, Luo Zhen raised the Holy Emblem Sword in his hand.

Upon hearing this, the burning match immediately burst into flames, as if trying to unleash all its light at once.

Only wisps of black smoke rose from the wreckage on the ground, once again radiating intense heat.

Crimson light burst forth from within the wreckage, and scorching flames ignited once more.

The matchstick demon, which had seemed lifeless, was given life again and began to move.

He raised his hand, and a burst of flame shot towards Luo Zhen's face.

The hideous matchstick demon stared intently at Luo Zhen, who was engulfed in flames, eager to see him consumed by the fire.

However, she was disappointed once again.

After the flames subsided, Luo Zhen, who had raised his arm to shield himself, withdrew his hand.

Judging from appearances alone, this attack did not pose any threat to Luo Zhen.

"That match?"

After transforming, Luo Zhen, who possesses an ultra-wide field of vision, only slightly turned his head and saw the scenery behind him that should have been a blind spot.

The burning match also came into his view.

Gritting his teeth, the Matchstick Demon remained silent.

A faint, almost imperceptible smell of sulfur quietly filled the air.

Chapter 325 The Battle Ends

About a minute after Luo Zhen disappeared—

"Finish."

Green pixelated blocks appeared out of thin air and then disappeared, revealing Luo Zhen and the stick demon that had lost the ability to resist.

The once menacing stick demon was now casually held in Luo Zhen's hand, like a sick bamboo rat.

Admittedly, this guy's abilities are very troublesome.

The matches in those baskets can not only accelerate the recovery from injuries, but can even, to some extent, replace the injury to the body itself.

If the difference in strength is not very large, it is easy to be drawn into a protracted battle.

During battle, the Stick Demon also emits a sulfurous odor that is difficult for humans to detect.