Chapter 398 Battle against Spirit World Knight Delhart

After casting a quick glance at Helme and seeing small wings on her back for the first time possibly an effect from her having absorbed a part of Golgonshura I returned my attention to Delhart. I focused on

and

, creating a path of trees toward Delhart.

Spirit Knight Delhart, you asked for a fight, so you got yourself one!

Hahaha, ridiculous! A halberd-type of spear similar to that of Demonic Puppet Yrzon? How laughable!

No need to tell me, is what I thought but didnt voice out.

I activated

, invoking

. Blood spewed out of both my feet. While das.h.i.+ng across the wooden road, I pulled the steel hilt from my hilt. As soon as I poured mana into it, the usual turquoise light blade surged out Murasames blade had triggered.

A sword, huh? And on top of that, an unknown type of weapon

Delhart was worried about Murasame.

And behind me, around my back, floated a

, trailing behind with a slight delay. In the eyes of an opponent who could use Magic Observation, it might look as if a crooked mana hand, connected to me through mana strings, is swimming through the air.

As I rushed on like that, the wooden path crumbled apart midway, and vanished.

How naive! It wont work!

It was an attack by Delhart. Mana blades with a sticky texture deployed in a fan formation from the trenches of his armors ribs.

Without minding that, I sporadically created new trees in order to salvage the few remnants of the wooden path while continuing to jump towards Delhart as if hopping, using the trees as foothold.

Soon my entire visual field was filled by Delharts huge frame. The instant I entered his spears range, I swung Murasame from the side, and matching the timing of the swing, I focused on the shoulder dragon HalKonk. Ice pebbles were created from the Blue Eye of the Evil Dragon King, heading with a tremendous speed for Delharts head.

The ice pebbles were launched in close combat, so Delhart couldnt react. No, he did react, but he didnt manage to evade the pebbles. Several pebbles pierced his cheeks and forehead. One pebble also stabbed his chest.

G-Guuaah!

While Delhart got showered by the pebbles, he extended his violet spear below and to the side, parrying Murasames slash. The plasma blade slid across the spears surface.

I made several feints with my eyes, suggesting a compet.i.tion of power between Murasame and Delharts spear. While making him believe so, I locked his weapon with Murasame.

Even without opposing the push, Delhart yelled, You intend to have a contest of strength, eh, and forcibly twisted his spear.

My blade was thrown up, and after moving so as to target the inside, Delhart unleashed a

-based technique.

I twisted my body, but wasnt in time nonetheless. I got hit by his sharp thrust. My dark-green cloth bent and a part of it got punctured. It grazed my right flank so strongly that I could feel the impact even inside my body.

To be honest, that hurts d.a.m.n a lot.

My body took one sharp stab after the other. Sparks flew from my coat. But, while s.h.i.+fting Murasame back downwards, I rotated it in order to ensnare Delharts spear, who was getting c.o.c.ky with a series of attacks.

For you to even be able to use swordsmans.h.i.+p

Delhart pulled the spear back with skilled movements, s.h.i.+fting to a combat range where he could unleash mid-thrusts while blending them with feints by using the lower muscles of his shoulders.

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A chained thrusting attack boosted by a skill, huh? To feint with just his stance; what an amazing spirit world knight.

But, I also possess trump cards I havent used yet.

In the next moment, I focused on my new sage art

. The aura of a white mist manifested around me within milliseconds. And a swarm of hands appeared from within the mist. I imagined their form to be like the spear hand attack I learned from Kisara and Gramps Ton.

Gunuuoo!? White flames!? You possess the divine protection of the spirit world G.o.ds!? Delhart was completely caught on the wrong foot.

In a hurry he lifted his spear sideways, s.h.i.+fting towards defense. My white hands were blocked by the spear handle.

But, as might be expected, even a spirit world knight couldnt handle the entire swarm of spear hands a.s.sailing him in great force. His body took countless stabs. At the same time you could hear a series of loud bangs as if large cannons were continuously shooting their volleys.

Moreover, I added

to the mix.

Dark G.o.d Rivograph!?

Delharts magic armor was chipped away by the barrage of white flame hands and dark stakes, resulting in him having his bulky, light brown chest exposed in the end. Immediately following, the spear hands started to stab right through his skin.

Delhart madly screamed, Guaaaaaah

His upper body became inflated, and a fountain of mana gushed out into the vicinity, erasing the white hands that had pierced his body. He twisted his naked, expanded body and stabbed his spear at my torso.

Hes definitely tough, but the spear trajectory is rather wild.

I summoned Ganghis into my left hand while simultaneously activating

. As I twisted my left hand that held Ganghis, I extended the spear diagonally to the front, causing Ganghis to repel his spear.

Dripping with blood, Delhart shouted, A-An illusion!?

I also wondered whether its an illusion, but it looks like others than me can see it as well.

Having had his arm thrown upwards, Delharts balance fell apart. But, he still held onto his spear.

I unleashed a

with the force of having s.h.i.+fted my risen mana into Ganghis. The twin-moon-blade of Ganghis, clad by the sage arts white flames and water vapor, penetrated Delharts chest.

Guuuaaahhh!

Sheets of water sprays, which were burning with white flames, scattered from Ganghiss spearhead into the surroundings. The glistening vapor transformed into a cone as if paying its respects to Divine Spear Ganghis.

Has the white mist of the sage art changed? Is it Water G.o.ddess Akreshys? I can see something akin to a divine mirage.

But, the mirage vanished as fleeting as the hands of white mist.

An illusion that lasted but a few milliseconds, huh?

The spearhead of Ganghis was still embedded in Delharts body after the mirage pa.s.sed. The attack hadnt ended yet.

Without giving him any time to do anything, I used

, unleas.h.i.+ng a

with Divine Spear Arost directly from above. Arost dove down with its cross-shaped spearhead spiraling while emitting a loud drilling sound. It seemed as if Arost might stab into the crown of Delharts head.

Guaaaaaa! He screamed.

Incredible, that f.u.c.ker really managed to react here. By tilting his body, he had avoided his head being hit. But, Arost had torn through the top of his shoulder, making its way deep into his chest.

Hes now looking like Christ as he bore the cross

Ma.s.ses of blood were flowing out of the wound inflicted by Arost. The blood spray rained down on me as well. Delhart had stopped moving altogether.

twisted Arost downwards as if to bisect Delharts torso alongside the ring of blood spray that had formed around him. But, Delharts body was hard. The mana hand couldnt bisect it, and instead only Arosts handle sank deeper.

Well, since the momentum of the spiraling

has stopped, its only reasonable, I guess. But, Ill use the toughness of Delharts armor and muscles to my own advantage.

I erased Ganghis, and then I stepped with Arzens boot on the handle of Arost, kicked off it, and leaped high into the air. While twisting my body in the air, I moved around towards Delharts back.

Ill have you give me Baldok back

I touched Baldok, which had been embedded in Delharts back all the time, and immediately erased it. I also erased the

behind me, and resummoned it as a foothold below me. Kicking off the crooked mana hand, I leaped high up while somersaulting in the air, perceiving the situation around me.

Nnnn, nya

A battlefield in the night sky, huh?

Delhart crashed towards the ground like a broken doll. The enemies around mehave been mostly mopped up.

At that point, I sensed movements in the Sea of trees below me. I checked Evas situation.

She was fighting against a black-haired vampire. Matabe was behind her. It looked like they were forming a joint front. Eva used her five Sergelons b.a.l.l.s to restrain the enemy.

While repelling some b.a.l.l.s with sickle blades, the vampire swiftly rotated their body, dodging the rest of the b.a.l.l.s. Their movements were fast. Eva glared at the opponent, obviously upset about her prided steel b.a.l.l.s being dodged and repelled.

She kicked off the ground with her metallic legs which were clad in violet mana. Advancing in a forward-bent posture, she extended her tonfa from both sleeves, just to unleash a series of

aimed at the vampires torso.

The vampire focused on defense while slowly retreating. He warded the tonfa off with the sickle blades in his hands. He defended against the flurry of tonfa thrusts with a magnificent defensive sword dance that seemed to smoothly flow in all directions, and then tried to s.h.i.+ft to counterattacking.

But, instead he suffered an intense low kick from Evas metallic foot. The power behind Evas kick was terrifying.

The vampire, who had his leg completely broken, had to quickly prop himself up by pressing one hand against the ground. He swiftly retreated by twisting his body while holding the sickles close to his thighs. While continuing to fall back by using his hands skillfully like a rhythmic gymnastics athlete, he had his crushed leg regenerate within a few milliseconds.

His maneuvers and the decent recovery speed are anything but normal. Is he a kin of

The vampire laughed daringly swinging his sickle blades as if pruning weeds. He seemed to also say something. Going by his behavior, he reminds me of the former Shadow Wing Brigade member Kary.

The sickles in his hands were exceptional weapons, filled with mana. He was apparently wearing a mantle with metal clasps in the shape of badges sewed onto it at both shoulders. Below he wore pants made out of lame leather and leather boots.

His stance of standing sideways was reminiscent of kenpo. Overall, his Magic Combat Style-based technique was high and you could sense an air of composure from his relaxed motions. He was definitely strong.

Maybe thats the stray vampire called n.o.ble youth?

My

I stopped watching and took a nosedive.