Chapter 246: Come! (2/2)

There shouldn't be abilities in this world, but that didn't mean that there weren't creatures born with special characteristics. Or, in this case… Demon Lords who practiced special Force techniques.

Without a choice, Leonel poured everything he had into his spear.

”[Reinforce]. [Harden]. [Earthen Armor].”

A violent wind surged around Leonel, quickly coalescing into scales of earth that formed a metallic sheen of armor around his arm and spear.

Leonel's back and arm flexed, his bronze Runes pulsing with life.

He stabbed upward, meeting the descending ax without the slightest hint of fear.

Lancelot's eyes widened. He had actually feared that Leonel wouldn't retreat. That would fall right into Gorgo's hands. But, meeting him head on was also not the greatest option either. Gorgo was simply too strong.

BANG!

Leonel's spear bent like a bow, his knees bending under the strain of the strike.

BANG!

The battle ax continued, but Leonel had taken advantage of the small delay to step outside its range, barely dodging the blade.

SNAP!

Leonel's spear couldn't withstand the strain. Even after being protected by Leonel's magic, it snapped in two, one of its halves rebounding into the air and spinning wildly.

Gorgo took several steps back. It might very well have been more had his ax not sliced against the ground, slowing his momentum.

As though in shock, Gorgo looked toward his ax then back toward Leonel, his gaze growing serious.

The second half of Leonel's spear fell to the ground, not even having enough strength to pierce the earth.

Leonel could only sigh. This spear was truly too weak. And, he hadn't quite learned how to integrate his Metal Synergy with his Spear Force just yet…

”Little baby boy… It seems you have some skill. But… What are you going to do without your weapon?”

Gorgo's sneer deepened as he slowly walked forward, regaining his calm.

Leonel remained calm. It was as though he hadn't heard Gorgo's words at all. The rushing of his blood was only growing. That single strike… It wasn't enough…

Leonel put the half that remained of his spear away, calmly tracing the band of his spatial bracelet in a somewhat absentminded manner.

Then, as though a magician, he pinched with two fingers, slowly pulling as a new spear manifested itself.

The clang of rattling chains grated against the ear as a long, black polearm was pulled from Leonel's spatial bracelet. Though it was just an illusion of the mind, it felt as though it was endlessly long, as though there would never come a point where its pole stopped.

However, soon, Leonel had pulled it out completely.

The chains around its black body continued to rattle. Even with its butt remaining planted on the ground, it stood more than a head taller than Leonel, its flat, shimmering blade being almost two feet long alone.

Leonel swept the spear forward, causing the banging of the chains to become even more grating. Even without touching the ground, its sharpness left an arc on the cracked land before Leonel as though marking his territory.

He looked up and met Gorgo's eyes. His gaze seemed to say all that needed to be said.

Come!