Book 2: 337

Book 2: Chapter 337

Fwoosh!

“Kuk...!”

The flames around Nix soared, blocking the scythe and pushing it away. The force of the eruption was so strong that he almost lost his grip on the scythe.

Then came the heat.

He could feel his skin begin to burn.Fôll0w current novÊls o/n n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(c/o/m)

Nevertheless, Lukas didn’t stop pushing. Instead, he grit his teeth and wrung out the rest of his strength.

“Kuh...!”

The veins in his eyes burst, and blood seeped from between his clenched teeth, but he couldn’t feel any pain. This was because he was using so much energy that his senses had become muted.

Creak-

A soft sound came from the scythe in his hands. Was it already reaching its limits?...No. That wasn’t right.

It wasn’t the scythe that had creaked, it was Lukas’ body.

A certain place in his body.

‘The mana room...’

The mana room that had been embodied in Lukas body would soon disappear.

What was the reason? There was still a lot of mana left in the mana room, could it be because he was too far away from Peran?

...He didn’t have the time to think.

‘Just a bit... more...’

At last, the scythe reached Nix’s neck, causing a few droplets of blood to roll down.

But that still wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough to make her feel like her life was in danger.

It wasn’t enough to force Torkunta’s mind to awaken.

Just a bit more.

If he could cut a bit deeper...

Crack!

“...ah.”

It was the sound of something breaking.

The mana room in his body disappeared.

Sss-

The cold scythe of ice quickly became liquid and flowed between his fingers before quickly evaporating. He could no longer maintain the Fly spell either.

...Lukas’ body began to fall into the fire.

‘...’

He’d reached his limits both mentally and physically. His willpower alone was no longer enough to support his mind and body. This backlash was the price of pushing himself far past his limits.

‘These guys are different.’

Five Death Knights.

Death energy was also wrapped around them like a fog.

Since Diablo had begun to scatter undead across the continent, she had already cut down countless undead. That’s why she was clear as to why these five Death Knights were considered to be high ranking undead.

If even a single one of them were to leave the forest, a horrific disaster would occur.

Crack.

The Death Knights were facing Snow in an organised formation.

They didn’t rush in. In other words, they remained cautious

This could mean that they had some level of intelligence...

‘They don’t seem to possess their own ego.’

The only thing that could be seen in their blank eyes was a glint of death energy.

This was proof that they were just puppets who moved according to the orders of the caster.

“Aren’t you gonna come?”

[...]

Snow swung her sword in provocation, but she didn’t receive a response.

They were all high ranking undead, but they didn’t have their own intelligence. To be precise, it was being suppressed... This proved the strength of the Necromancer who was controlling them.

“I really wanna know who you are.”

Snow grinned before she returned Deukid to its sheath and slowly walked towards the Death Knights.

A Swordsman who put away their sword and approached their enemy with their two hands at their sides.

If the Death Knights had any of the pride they had during their lives left, they would have been outraged by the blatant insult, but they were now undead who had no care for such things.

Instead, they looked at Snow with a hint of hesitation.

In the meantime, the distance between them continued to close.

In the end, the closest Death Knight had no choice but to rush forward.

Crack.

Its armour cracked.

With a bewildered glimmer in its eyes, the Death Knight stumbled backward.

It wasn’t the only one. The other Death Knights behind it also staggered backward as if they had been hit.

Crack crack!

The armors of all five Death Knights had identical cracks.

Clink!

Then, as if their entire bodies had been crushed, they fell into a pile of rubble.

“You were even too slow to notice that attack. Stupid things.”

Snow muttered indifferently as she walked over the remains of the Death Knights.