Chapter 599 - v3c364 Requiem(14) (2/2)
Brendel didn’t have time to investigate whether the Flash Strike Sword Art’s ability to distort dimensions could actually bypa.s.s the Dimensional Anchor blocking all spatial transfer effects. He wasn’t a maniac who liked to research everything, and reality wouldn’t allow him a second chance. He immediately activated his Dash without a hint of hesitation. As those flas.h.i.+ng white circular magic arrays appeared above him, head already stepped on a few Imps and rose up from the midst of the army of devils.
Like a beautifully twisting line, it pierced through all spell effects.
The devil warlock’s attempt was completely foiled.
The eyes of the witches – who were fortunate enough to witness this scene – lit up with fear. Besides the rebirth of the Darkness Dragon, what other twenty-year-old young man possessed such terrifying combat experience? This wasn’t a battle between swordsmen, but a perfect example of breaking spells with sword arts.
Not everyone had such an experience.
The witches weren’t alone in this as even the eccentric Garlock’s eyes couldn’t help but light up in an odd manner. At least Brendel’s actions had proven that he was fully aware of his opponent’s spells and attempts. Even this great mage from Seifer couldn’t tell how he did it, and breaking down spells was Garlock’s specialty. He didn’t dare say that he knew every single curse although he spent half of his life practicing it. In addition to that, attempting to find the spell hidden behind the secretive spell gestures required incredibly difficult and specialized knowledge
Right then, Garlock had a feeling that perhaps this young man had a better future as a mage than a swordsman. He had completely forgotten that Brendel was also a genius even in terms of his proficiency in swordsmans.h.i.+p.
After penetrating the Dimensional Anchor’s area of effect with a Dash, Brendel once again cast Flash Strike Sword Art mid-air. Flash Strike Sword Art had already fully absorbed the experience of Aouine’s military swordplay and rose to Level 4.
Flash Strike Sword Art Level 41 Introductory Ancient Dragon: A special technique allows your blade to deflect dimensionality. Each attack can ignore a set distance of 60 s.p.a.ces.
At this level, it was already a realm that was out of reach for the average Paladin. Stephen seemed to only come back to his senses just then as he realized what he was seeing. If someone had told him that one could reach a higher level after understanding the secret of a sword art, he would have thought the man was a madman, or taken him for a fool.
But now, he felt that he might as well really be a fool.
He even stood there, dumbstruck. If the Imps in front of him hadn’t been foolish enough to follow the orders of the Longhorn Devils to turn around and go after Brendel, he would probably be swarmed and chopped into minced meat by now. Fortunately, a knight in the back realized something was wrong with this lord and pulled him back, saving the Holy Cathedral of Fire from another tragic loss of a high-ranking member.
“That’s impossible!”
Stephen suddenly reacted and shouted. “Lord Marsha, the fragment of the Flaming Blade must be on him. So that’s it! He is the chosen one!”
The poor knight yelled gibberish as if he had suddenly woken up.
Brendel, having turned in mid-air, had locked onto his next target and raised his Halran Gaia, its blade giving out a white flash. “Wait,” the Wind Empress called out to him. “Brendel, you can now Flash about sixty meters with one swing, and to get to the door you’ll need to cast it at least twice. Have you thought about it?”
Brendel was shocked.
He had actually been staring at the status interface. Both his Elemental Points and Stamina were at their limit, but he could still manage to cast Flash Strike Sword Art twice. However, the Wind Empress’ words made him completely dispel that thought. “If I can judge your Flas.h.i.+ng distance, then they can do it as well.”
He had actually thought about it. If he was locked in by the Dimensional Anchor again, he could still get away with the Nine Luminaries Sword Art, but what happens after that? Would he have the strength to use Flash Strike Sword Art again?
It was clearly written on the status interface. Brendel couldn’t conjure Stamina and Elemental Points out of thin air unless he could catch his breath. But how could he get the chance to on the battlefield?
Luckily, he hadn’t made a move yet.
Brendel couldn’t help but be glad that the Wind Empress was with him. Being the Holy Saint from the War of The Holy Saints, she took every aspect into consideration in no time.
His Dash skill was at its highest point right now. Brendel felt his body begin to weaken, but it was really simple for him to find a solution. He brought up the skill bar as fast as he could and threw in all of Mavicart’s remaining experience.
Flash Strike Sword Art upgraded again in a flash.
Flash Strike Sword Art Level 51 Introductory Ancient Dragon: A special technique allows your blade to deflect dimensionality. Each attack can ignore a set distance of 100 s.p.a.ces.
Flash Strike Sword Art’s name immediately went gray after reaching level 5. It was the same as his previous White Raven Sword Art, which Brendel knew because the Flash Strike Sword Art that the cathedral revealed was incomplete. Therefore, he didn’t think much about it and just thrust forward.
With a single thrust, he appeared next to the huge portal.
There were no Imps near the portal, only three tall Longhorn Devils. Brendel suddenly flashed over to the middle Longhorn Devil and tried to cut it down with a slash.
But the Longhorn Devil seemed to have foreseen this as it suddenly raised its large jackal-like head and then raised its hand into the air. With a ‘clang’, a sharp sound like the clash of gold and iron, Brendel felt as if he had hacked a steel pipe.
However, he didn’t dare to stop even for a moment. He immediately rolled backward using the momentum and landed steadily not far from the three Longhorn Devils.
He subconsciously raised his head.
Standing by the huge portal of the Cathedral of Fire, he and those devils were practically as small as ants. It hadn’t felt like this when they were further away, but after getting closer to it, the great oppressive feeling of the Door of Flame immediately crashed upon him.
What was even more suffocating was the Sulfur River that was becoming more and more real behind the Door of Flame.
Brendel couldn’t help but take a gulp. The shock from earlier had hit him so hard that his gums were bleeding. However, he wiped the edges of his mouth and immediately let go of the n.o.ble lady. “Amandina, is everything alright?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“How much time do you need? I’ll try to distract them.”
“I… I don’t know, I’ll try my best.” Amandina frowned as she stared at the ma.s.sive portal, which was itself a semi-magical guidance mechanism. It wasn’t a full magical guidance device, so the best way was to have a mage work with her, but right now, that clearly wasn’t possible now.
“You have five minutes.”
Brendel looked back and saw the Imps pulling back. Although the fools were making a mess of themselves, a few minutes was enough time for them to turn around. Apparently, the Lantonilan Knights were not enough to stop the army.
Amandina went pale and nodded.
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