I, the Knight King, wield my sword for my myriad subjects.

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Lancelot followed beside him.

Looking at the enormous, bloated mountain of flesh not far away.

Upon seeing Arthur and the others approach him, he immediately raised one of his strong, massive arms.

He slammed his palm down on the ground, unleashing a tremendous force.

Instantly, the earthquake trembled and cracked open in a radius of ten meters around David the Demon, the Demon Man, creating countless fine ravines.

For Arthur's horse, Nightshade, with its dark mane.

While casting the second-tier wind magic, Gale Run, the tremors of the earth were barely manageable, allowing him to continue closing in on his opponent.

But this is tricky for Lancelot.

Because the warhorse he rode was just an ordinary, insignificant horse.

Faced with the tremors of the earth, the horse defied Lancelot's unwavering command and stopped in fear.

"Woo~"

Immediately, his sideburns stood on end, and he let out a fearful gasp.

Lancelot was not discouraged and decisively dismounted.

Then, activate the "Lake Heart Breathing Method" to stimulate the lake's waveguide with the seeds of life.

He imbued his legs with the power of the lake's wave, amplifying their physical functions to increase his speed.

In the end, he caught up with Arthur and together they arrived before the enemy, who resembled a mountain of flesh.

Next.

The two launched a fierce attack on the mountain of flesh.

First, it was Arthur.

Holding the Flaming Spear, he had already assumed an attack stance and thrust it towards the thigh supporting the mountain of flesh before him.

Now let's look at Lancelot.

He summoned the third-tier water spirit once again.

He commanded a third-order water spirit, whose body was composed of turbulent currents, to wrap around the neck and head of the demonic daemon David, attempting to disrupt his judgment.

Subsequently.

He himself leaped up and brandished the sharp sword in his hand.

With the amplification of the weapon by the Lake Wave, it slashed at one of the enemy's arms.

Facing an attack from both of them.

David, the Demon Man, unleashed an overwhelming force.

He then raised one of his massive arms again and slapped it at the warhorse beneath Arthur.

Seeing this, Arthur had no choice but to turn his spear around and thrust it at the giant arm that the mountain of flesh was slamming down on him.

Followed by.

He stomped his foot again, causing the earth to tremble once more.

The cracked earth burst forth with countless fragments of rock, which struck Lancelot, who had leaped into the air.

Lancelot had no choice but to turn around and fight back.

Then look at the final threat, the third-tier water spirit.

The demon David opened his blood-red maw and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

After leaving the body, the thick blood did not scatter, but quickly formed a blood-red chain several meters long.

immediately.

He raised his other hand, grabbed the crimson chain forged from blood, and swung it at the third-tier water spirit that was attacking his face.

Before this crimson chain, the water spirit's immunity to physical attacks vanished.

This crimson chain actually wrapped around the body of the third-tier water spirit, which was constructed from constantly flowing turbulent currents.

Immediately afterwards, the third-tier water spirit's movements were hindered.

So it began to struggle, resisting the binding force of this unusual, blood-red chain.

Upon seeing this, Arthur and Lancelot both realized that it was the blood magic of the demon David.

Therefore, after realizing they had lost the offensive advantage...

The two immediately exchanged glances and tacitly changed tactics, adopting a flanking maneuver.

"Don't run!"

David, the demon who had gained the upper hand, naturally wouldn't let the two go.

He spat out another mouthful of thick blood from his gaping maw, which shaped into a second blood-red chain.

He swung the blood-red chain at the retreating Arthur, aiming it at the warhorse beneath him.

When faced with oppressive forces, Mo Binma Yeting unleashed his innate pride.

"hold head high!"

It raised its head and howled, expressing its will to resist.

Second-tier wind magic: Gale Run!

The extraordinary property of "Baptism of Blood and Sweat" is activated!

next moment.

This extraordinary warhorse, which inherited a fragment of the Wind King's mark, dodged the rapidly approaching crimson chains with its proud speed.

At the same time, it carries its master behind the enemy, creating an opportunity for them to attack.

In his perfect "riding as one" combat state, Arthur naturally did not relax for a moment, decisively seizing the opportunity and swinging out his sharp Flaming Lance.

The spear, imbued with his scorching flames, pierced straight through the leg supporting the Abomination's body.

"Pfft!"

After losing a leg, the Abomination David, limited by his enormous size, was unable to immediately regain his balance and crashed violently to the ground.

Despite this, he did not lose his offensive capabilities.

He continued to wield the blood-red chains, launching an attack on Arthur and Lancelot.

soon.

The two sides fought fiercely and evenly.

And at this time.

He looked at Franky, the apostle of the witch who had been standing at the edge of the battlefield.

He watched with great interest as two young and extraordinary mid-level Iron Knights fought against the equally extraordinary Abomination, David.

He was an ally of the same faction as David the Devil.

Although the current battle between the two sides seems to be very intense, neither side has any intention of intervening.

As for the deaths of the two silver-rank black-armored knights just now...

The pale-faced, gaunt young man in the blood-stained robe remained completely unmoved.

As for the remaining bandits, there were very few left, and they were being besieged by the remaining Black Rock Legion soldiers.

Thus far, the operation to invade Blackrock Territory seems to be going very poorly.

But what does this have to do with Franky, the witch apostle who has always stayed out of the battlefield?

"Ok?"

At that moment, as if sensing something, he glanced over and looked toward the town not far away.

Immediately, the cold expression that had been on his face vanished, replaced by a rare frown:

"Someone has absorbed the mark of my 'Blood Binding Spell'?"

Has that fake "container" reappeared?

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Shift in perspective.

We arrived at the lord's manor in Frostraven Town.

Lani, who was in charge of the town's evacuation, had successfully moved the main force to this only road leading to the shelter.

While passing by a dormitory where servants were housed.

She encountered Vivi, the girl she had first met the day before, at the pavilion in the lord's manor.

Although it was nighttime, she could not see the girl's face clearly.

But Lani learned from Arthur about Vivi and Lancelot's tragic past and their current situation of being placed in the lord's manor.

So, after confirming that the aloof girl was Vivi, she immediately called out her name:

"Weiwei, come here quickly and come with us."

"It's Miss Lani!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice calling her, a rare, relieved smile appeared on Weiwei's usually cool face.

Then she ran towards Lani.

But just as the distance between the two was constantly shrinking.

Lani suddenly felt a wave of discomfort and a wave of dizziness washed over her.

And then Vivi came in front of her.

With the help of the oil lamp in her hand, Lani was finally able to see Vivi's appearance clearly.

—On this cool and lovely face, a scarlet mark is imprinted on her fair forehead.

When that scarlet mark appeared in Lani's light gray eyes.

The dizziness in her body subsided like a receding tide, but at the same time, a strange obsession surged up.

That is—to touch the scarlet mark on Vivi's forehead.

So, the next moment.

Lani was in a daze. She raised one hand and touched the scarlet mark on Vivi's forehead.

In an instant, a strange change occurred.

Chapter 103 The Witch's Whispers

A vibrant red light appeared on the scarlet mark on the girl Vivi's fair forehead.

As the red light pulsed, the scarlet mark rapidly contracted into a ball, then mimicked a lifelike pupa.

And in the blink of an eye...

The blood-red pupa's outer shell then cracked open, and a lifelike, illusory butterfly emerged from it.

immediately.

The crimson butterfly fluttered its wings, as if drawn by some force, and floated on its own to the tip of Lani's raised finger.

The moment the crimson butterfly touched Lani.

Lani regained consciousness and immediately felt a sharp, tearing headache in her head.

She instinctively covered her head.

After a short while...

After the excruciating pain in my head subsided.

She seemed to sense something and stared at the back of her hand that she had just raised.

She saw the illusory blood-red butterfly still steadily resting on her fingertip.