Destructive Magic Weapons

Chapter 68 Destroying Magical Weapons (Please add to your favorites, please continue reading, please vote)

Without even needing Alphonse's instructions, Mia, seeing that he was safe and sound, leaped high into the air like a soaring eagle, heading straight for the location of another magical weapon.

"Whirlwind Slash!"

While still in mid-air, Mia let out a crisp shout.

A colossal tornado condensed on the longsword he gripped tightly in both hands, and slashed down fiercely.

Ordinary soldiers could not withstand such a fierce attack. As if splitting waves, human limbs were blasted into the air, and a road of blood and foam instantly appeared on the ground.

"That's Mia Sagrando, the knight of Coldwind Territory!"

Alphonse was right; the man following Count Mujik was his son, Feren, who, with the help of the priests of the Church of War, had broken free from the mind-controlling spell.

He had seen Mia before, and since Mia hadn't concealed her face, he recognized her at a glance.

"How could she be so powerful?!" Count Mujik gritted his teeth in anger. "Who's the other one?"

Upon seeing the wind-attribute attack, he knew that Mia's strength was above his own.

"I don't know." Ferren shook his head blankly. "Did she betray House Tartarus and side with House Swood?"

In his memory, he did not recall anyone being able to summon magic to summon a large number of shadow-formed monsters to fight.

Little did he know that the mysterious man in the bright red cloak would be Alphonse.

Count Mujik brandished his lance and spurred his horse forward.

He had no choice but to intervene. He had discovered that among the shadowy monsters were two flying demonic insects that were constantly shooting down black light bullets like arrows from the sky. The soldiers were completely unable to resist and suffered heavy casualties.

Ferren quickly followed.

As soon as Count Mujik entered the battle circle, he reined in his horse and came to a sudden stop. He raised his lance high and thrust it twice in the air, instantly sending out two streams of battle energy that struck the Shadow Ant floating in mid-air with perfect accuracy.

His battle aura is at the upper level of the third tier, close to the critical point of breakthrough, so he can naturally release his battle aura.

The demons formed from necromantic energy are ultimately not as powerful as when they were alive, nor are they as agile; they can only attack enemies based on instinct.

It was instantly bombarded and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

It coalesces again, only to be blasted apart once more.

The aura of death it contained gradually faded until it finally vanished into the air.

The surrounding soldiers quickly made way for them.

The situation reversed once Count Mujik and his son joined the battle.

They had already realized that the giant ants formed by the shadows were only slightly stronger than ordinary soldiers; they were not invincible, but would require several attempts to kill.

Alphonse was now being blocked by a burly man in full armor.

The burly man's two-handed greatsword gleamed with a dazzling, blazing white light, and with a sharp whistling sound, it slashed down.

If an ordinary person were to be struck by this blow, they would definitely be torn in two.

But this powerful slash missed Alphonse.

Alphonse shifted to the side in the blink of an eye, as if teleporting, and slammed his palm down heavily on the spine of the sword, leaving a trail of dark light.

The burly man's heavy sword was instantly slapped aside by the powerful force, and he was also spun halfway around. Before he could even adjust his body, Alphonse had already rushed forward and used the "Double Ghosts Slapping the Door" move, slamming his palms together from both sides onto the man's helmet.

Bang!

Blood and saliva splattered everywhere!

The entire metal helmet was flattened by the impact.

The head inside was not spared either, and was crushed into a bloody, mangled meat patty.

Almost simultaneously, Alphonse heard the whistling of wind.

Hearing the sound and pinpointing its location, he moved swiftly and dodged away.

Several tiny wind blades flashed past the spot where he had just been standing.

Looking in the direction from which the wind blades came, one could see a man in a black robe holding a cane, chanting incantations in fear beneath the magical weapon that resembled a catapult.

Several soldiers, swords and shields in hand, stood guard in front of him, trembling with fear.

A magician?!

Since this catapult is a magical weapon, it is only natural that it needs to be operated by a magician.

Alphonse lunged forward instantly, his palm strike as swift as the wind, blasting the soldiers away.

The mage had already erected a transparent protective shield, but was still chanting incantations.

Alphonse wouldn't allow him to finish the incantation. A thick, inky black light immediately gathered on his palm, and he unleashed the "Black Gold Armor Break" technique.

Alphonse had gained some experience in dealing with magical shields.

Unexpectedly, this time he easily pierced through the barrier with a single palm strike, as if passing through a thin sheet of paper.

His palm landed squarely on the magician's face.

Bang!

The magician's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, splattering red and white matter all over the ground. His body swayed and then collapsed heavily.

So weak?

Alphonse was genuinely somewhat surprised.

With a flick of his finger, wisps of dark energy rose from the corpses within a radius of several meters and were drawn into his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the aura of death was released once more.

Instantly, the shadows of the warrior wielding the two-handed greatsword, the mage, and a group of soldiers appeared around him.

Although there were still a large number of soldiers around, Alphonse was not worried at all, because the guards of the Frostwind Territory had arrived and had heard Tethys's roar.

Using the shadow soldiers to hold off the surging enemies, Alphonse moved with lightning speed, beginning to destroy the magical weapons in front of him.

A deafening roar followed.

Alphonse couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of the sound.

Mia's side has actually succeeded; the catapult has collapsed.

With the help of giant ants formed from necromantic energy, she was fighting alone, and this little girl's combat power was truly astonishing.

His hands immediately sped up a bit.

This magical weapon is ultimately just made of wood, but it has a magical core that glows with a faint light and is protected by a magic array, making it relatively difficult to destroy.

After using several moves of "Black Gold Armor Breaker", he broke through the magic array and shattered the magic core hidden inside.

One of the crystals inside also ended up in Alphonse's hands.

The moment the warrior wielding the greatsword was defeated and killed, Count Mujik's face turned pale with horror.

That warrior was a knight of the family, and his battle aura had reached the third level.

But in front of that strange and mysterious person, he was killed in the blink of an eye.

They were blocked by a large number of soldiers and there was no time to go and rescue them.

But he had no choice but to stop hesitating.

"Wow!"

With a roar, a short, stocky figure shrouded in a faint crimson mist, wielding a longsword and shield, charged towards the clan's soldiers from the side.

With swords slashing and shields smashing, no soldier could stop his charge.

Dwarf? Berserker?

(End of this chapter)