Chapter 171

Chapter 171

It was slowly coming back to Arthur. Not only did he feel the power surging through him, but the memories of the many battles he won in his past life poured through his mind. It was not easy to emulate what he had done. However, he had no other choice. He had to fight.

Arthur floated back into the sky as his body flickered with electricity. A gaping hole on his chest closed, healing slowly as the pain of the injury went away. He focused his gaze and looked down at Nicholas.

The Noble Knight was leaping through the air, jumping on magical symbols that glowed with the power of the Void. His rapier glinted with a dark light, and he moved fast, blurring with each step he took.

Seeing this, Arthur began to conjure another bolt of Void Lightning. However, he paused when he caught a glimpse of Garron being beaten down by Kale down below. The Steel Tank struggled to get back to his feet, trying to protect himself with whatever defensive Skill he could. However, each time, these protective auras were ripped apart by Kale’s magic.

It seemed like Kale was intent on beating Garron to death with fists. And because of the latter’s already-injured state from earlier, there was nothing he could do to fight back against the fat man.

Arthur gritted his teeth, glancing between Kale’s looming figure and the rapid ascent of Nicholas. After a moment’s hesitation, he unleashed his Void Lightning down into the ground. Nicholas paused for a split-second, watching as the purple blast shot past him. It streaked straight towards Kale who was none-the-wiser.

“Kale, you idiot!” Nicholas shouted.

The fat man blinked, raising his head just in time to see the Void Lightning reach him. He tried to erect a barrier. And perhaps he got it off just in time. But it wasn’t strong enough to deflect the attack. He screamed in pain as he was engulfed by a powerful explosion.

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“I got you!” the Noble Knight snarled as he reached the former Lich King.

Arthur cursed as he tried to fly out of the way. But he was too slow. Nicholas slashed him across the chest— a deep gash that would soon close, so Arthur did his best to ignore it. Unfortunately, Nicholas wasn’t finished.

The Noble Knight raised an open palm, shining with a spell circle. Arthur blinked, only to entangled by a dozen purple chains. They were heavy, restricting his movements. And with a whipping motion, Nicholas sent the former Lich King flying straight down.

Arthur’s bones shattered as he impacted the ground. He wheezed in pain, feeling his ribs puncture his lungs. Blood sputtered out of his mouth, but before he could even regenerate in the slightest, Nicholas whipped the chains again.

The former Lich King was smashed into the ground again and again. Nicholas simply stood on a glyph, hovering high in the air, laughing as Arthur’s body was utterly broken.

“I—” Arthur gasped, seeing the world spin around him.

But he couldn’t steel himself. All he felt was pain. He couldn’t fight back against the Noble Knight, being beaten to the ground. Everything was a blur around him. He could barely even catch a glimpse of Kale emerging from a smoking crater, healing slowly and gradually from the earlier attack.

Arthur’s vision began to grow dark as he was repeatedly slammed against the ground. He would’ve passed out there and then, but he heard a clucking coming from the side. The panicked cries of a familiar chicken.

And the former Lich Lord saw, for the briefest of moments, Bucky backed up against a tree, cornered by Sienna.

His eyes went wide as he knew what was going to happen next. He couldn’t allow it. His mind flashed with a vision— a memory that he tried to repress and forget. But he still remembered it nevertheless.

The day he tamed the Five Grand Revenants of Arelioth’s Path. How he defeated them with only a single spell.

He had been a Lich lord once. But more importantly, he was an [Archmage of Death]. His powers extended far beyond reanimating an army of corpses. He could conjure grand magic that even [Archmages] couldn’t comprehend. He could manipulate all the elements, and he could even shatter all the bones in a body with the snap of a finger.

He didn’t need to fight the Five Grand Revenants. All he needed to do was control their movements. So that was what he strove to do now.

Just because Arthur was now limited to the power of the Void, did not mean that he could not cast magic. So he drew the outpouring of the Void’s essence from his soul, and he pooled it into the tip of his fingers. He took in a deep breath, focusing despite the pain— ignoring his breaking bones.

Instead, his mind drifted towards the solid bones of the three S-ranks. He felt their presence very clearly. And all he had to do was raise his hand out—

And snap.

Arthur barely created an ice barrier in time to block the attack. Nicholas drew forward, roaring in anger.

“I have had enough of this!” He marched forward and punched a hole through the ice barrier.

Arthur’s eyes went wide, and Nicholas grabbed him by the neck. After a moment’s struggle, the Noble Knight heard a crack. Arthur’s body went limp, although it wouldn’t last long.

“But it’s long enough,” Nicholas whispered, turning to Garron and the chicken.

They were both picking themselves up from a group of fallen trees, still dazed from the earlier blast. Nicholas grinned savagely and started forward.

“I have to admit ,you are tenacious, surviving this long. But you should have played dead,” he said as he was wreathed in the essence of the Void. He took another step forward, watching as the chicken ran back, but Garron failed to rise to his feet. “Because now I’m going to make you wish you were actually dead.”

Nicholas raised his rapier as he loomed over Garron. The chicken clucked in a panic, but could only watch. The Steel Tank gritted his teeth, staring up at the Noble Knight in defiance.

“Goodbye—” Nicholas laughed, swinging down with his blade.

And there was a flash of a golden light. It was just for a split-second, but it was blindingly bright. It almost made Nicholas wince. However, he pushed through the sudden glow and followed through with his attack.

He blinked, watching as his rapier struck the empty ground. The earth ripped open, and the thick layer of sleet covering the forest floor was shattered. The impact from his attack would have completely obliterated the Steel Tank.

But Garron wasn’t there.

Nicholas stared with a frown for a moment, before he heard a soft voice speak behind him.

“Are you alright?”

Immediately, the Noble Knight spun around. He saw Garron lying on the ground a hundred feet away, looking up in confusion. And standing right next to him was—

“What...?” Nicholas froze. His eyes went wide as he stared at who it was. “Noele?”

And there she was. The Noble Spellsword stood there with her two swords sheathed at her side. She nodded at Garron with a smile on her face as he stared at her.

“You’re alive,” the Steel Tank said.

“Bawk bawk bawk!” the chicken cheered from the side.

Arthur raised his head from where he lay, a small grin on his face as he eyed Noele standing there.

“It’s alright,” the blonde girl said reassuringly. “I’ll deal with these backstabbing bastards.”

Nicholas clicked his tongue. He sighed and shook his head as Kale and Sienna appeared at his side.

“I feel like this is becoming a trend. Why won’t any of you stay dead?” The Noble Knight raised his rapier, eyeing the Noble Spellsword. “No matter, I shall make quick work of you.”

He took a single step forward, and Noele’s gaze snapped towards him. Suddenly, she vanished, carried by a golden light. Nicholas paused, but it was too late. Noele was standing beside him with both her blades already raised.

“No you don’t!” she yelled, swinging down at him as he gaped in shock. “Glorious Noble Slash!”

All at once, Nicholas was engulfed by a brilliant golden blast, screaming in pain as his body was ripped apart.