Knight with Wand

(Lorelit language) "! Call to the Supreme Thor, Arias, the Guardian of Glory, please protect me!" The blond boy chanted the spell quickly, loosened the reins with both hands, and quickly drew two circles of magic seals in the air with his nimble fingertips.

Facing the rolling heat waves from the sky, a hazy magic barrier rose from the palms of Corvis.

The boy pulled his spell hard and overlapped it immediately to resist the spiral fire snake.

The flames exploded in the collision, and the hot magic flames slammed hard outside the illusory light raised by the boy.

Hear bursts of sizzling burning sounds bursting in the air.

Boom——

Corvis felt his left hand suddenly lighten, and the outer barrier only lasted for a moment before it was burned through by the fierce snake head.

Amon, flying low on his eagle, waved the gem wrapped around his staff, guided the flaming snake head that was rising up to rotate once, and then smashed it on the second barrier of Corvis again.

The amazing force pressed the boy's right hand to bend. Corvis opened his eyes wide, and struggled to hold up his right arm that maintained the spell, and mobilized all his magic power to maintain this last protection from high temperature.

But he realized that the power in the spell was evaporating quickly, and in a hurry he pulled back his left hand to pull the reins, desperately turning the running direction of the mount, and then used his right hand to support himself, taking the opportunity to use the force to lead the fire snake that was firmly outside the barrier to the side.

The blazing flames scorched the magic barrier, and the powerful fire snake instantly rubbed the outer edge and penetrated into the ground on one side with the momentum.

Sparks flew, and the high temperature of the magic flame immediately burned a large area of ​​scorched earth, and the snake head drilled straight into the ground.

The eagle passed by the target on the ground from the sky, and the wizard on it laughed grimly: "Pointless cleverness."

Pulling the reins, Amon turned the direction of his mount, and the staff that had been pressed down was raised again.

The distant turbulent magic power manipulated the fire snake to break out of the ground like a dragon dancing in the air, and flew out of the scorched soil again.

"Entangle." Amon chanted.

Bang! The rotating flaming body of the fire snake suddenly expanded, flying and chasing like a spiral spring.

The expanding layers of fire circles directly bypassed the magic barrier of the blond boy that was only enough to block one side, and the circling snake body enveloped the fleeing Corvis and his horse.

"Strangle." Amon pointed at the target below and turned the handle of the staff.

It was a critical moment.

Seeing the fire circles that were wrapped around from all directions, Corvis eliminated the magic barrier, threw away the reins with his left hand, and quickly jumped off the galloping horse with the bag behind him.

Death passed by, and the boy barely slipped through the gap where the fire circle had not yet tightened.

Puff! !

The poor horse neighed shrilly, and the tightening spiral fire snake instantly cut the huge horse body into several sections like a hot knife.

The broken section did not even have time to spurt out blood before it was burned into charcoal by the raging fire.

Shouting a short curse, the boy who fell off the horse threw the transparent crystal in his palm before landing on the ground.

With a bang, the crystal infused with magic power immediately reacted, bursting and rolling with air waves.

Corvis protected his head, was bounced up by the strong wind, and then fell sideways, falling back to the ground in a mess.

Weeds and mud rolled all over his face, and stones hit his body and hurt, but fortunately it still relieved the force of falling off the horse.

He raised his arms, but before he could get up, he was shocked to see that the ground in front of him was shrouded in shadows.

The whirring sound of flapping wings resounded in the sky above.

"The cat and mouse game is over, you untameable Valar bastard."

Sitting on the back of the Hippogriff, Amon raised his wand with a ferocious face: "I will slowly burn your soul and make you regret not dying just now."

The fire snake that killed the horse was called back to the wizard. The flaming snake that looked like a living creature flew in the air and coiled around Amon, with its open mouth floating on the top of the raised wand.

Corvis had no energy to retort, so he could only grit his teeth and throw the crystal in his hand into the air.

Several red rays flashed with clear reflections, and under the control of the boy's magic, they drew messy trajectories like flowers scattered by a fairy, shooting into the Hippogriff in the sky.

Amon just waved his wand contemptuously.

The flames on the body rushed out like a whirlwind, and the fire snake flew past like a whip, hitting all the crystals in the air into bursts of fire.

The thunderous explosions and shocks could not even shake the magic structure of the fire snake.

"You expect this ridiculous trick to hurt me?" Amon laughed happily in his heart. He enjoyed the desperate struggle of the hateful boy and the revenge that was coming.

Looking at the high-level combat magic manipulated by the mage, Corvis looked bitter.

Fortunately, he just wanted to attract the other party's attention as much as possible.

The galloping warhorse not far away had turned around and circled behind the low-flying eagle.

Leon on the horse turned around and pulled open his handprint bow, aiming at the enemy in front.

While the other party was not paying attention to him, he immediately released the arrow of light that condensed in front of his sword.

The dazzling white light broke through the sky--!

——Is there another spellcaster! ?

Sensing the sudden magic arrow behind him, Amon quickly cut off the magic power that maintained the fire snake in surprise, and activated the advanced defense spell preset in the wand without looking back.

The coiled fire snake dissipated instantly, and a layer of purple magic circles floated behind the mage.

The barrier that suddenly appeared blocked the trajectory of the light arrow.

The dazzling arrow of Isha pierced the purple magic shield fiercely, and the huge crisp sound that made people's teeth ache was deafening.

The violent impact of the light arrow lifted up the mage's body, and the rope that fixed Amon's body was suddenly broken. The mage was surprised and was knocked high into the sky from the back of the eagle in a very funny posture.

But even if the target was knocked into the air, the power of the light arrow was still not enough to penetrate the solid defensive spell.

"This is the murderer who killed the mentor!!" Feeling the attack magic blocked behind him, Amon was furious.

The exhausted light arrow slowly disappeared, and the mage's body drew an arc and fell from a high point.

He did not lose his mind. Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, Amon held the magic wand tightly and cast a spell to protect his body before the impact of landing.

The eagle suddenly felt a lightness on his back and realized that his master was knocked off his body. The loyal mount had no intention of attacking the human below, and hurriedly flapped its wings to fly towards Amon, who broke a bunch of branches and fell into the woods.

Seeing the eagle flying away, Corvis did not dare to miss the precious opportunity to catch his breath. He immediately turned around and ran towards the oncoming black warhorse, shouting loudly to cheer the horse.

Leon, who was lying on the horse's back, had already fallen into powerlessness.

Jumping onto the warhorse from behind, Corvis pointed out the one-eyed magic pattern on his forehead, then quickly reached out from both sides, holding the reins with his right hand to urge the horse to run for his life, and pulling off Leon's gauntlet with his left hand, pressing the pulse of the opponent's wrist to transmit power.

The warmth that relieved fatigue flowed through his body, and he felt his physical strength and spirit recover quickly. Only then could Leon sit up again on the bumpy saddle.

"Did that guy fall to death?" He hurriedly asked Corvis behind him.

Leon didn't know whether the back attack just now penetrated the opponent's defense, but according to common sense, the height at which the mage was knocked down by him should be enough to kill ordinary people several times.

Corvis touched his shoulder and said with regret: "His magic power is still there. Unfortunately, it is almost impossible to hurt a prepared wizard by falling from a high altitude."

This didn't kill him?

Leon frowned, took the reins that the boy behind him was holding with difficulty, and had to drive the warhorse as hard as possible to run towards the dense forest ahead.

He felt that his good luck had finally come to an end.

It was at least a hundred kilometers to the Nightmare Forest.

The two failed to reach their destination before the enemy caught up, and now Isha's Arrow could not do anything to the other party. What other ways can they think of to defeat the enemy?

"How many times can you replenish your magic power for me?" Leon turned back and asked Corvis anxiously.

"My remaining magic power can only save you once at most, but if I give it all to you, I will also fall into weakness." The blond boy said helplessly. Although the current situation is much better than what he had expected, in fact, it is only a short extension of life under Amon's pursuit.

Leon fell into silence.

There was really nothing he could do.

The only thing he could be thankful for was that if he really couldn't survive this time, at least after this round of negotiations, Azerien might be able to escape back to Orland safely after changing his route.

With a wry smile, he threw away the discouragement in his heart, regained his fighting spirit, and looked at the dense forest in front of him.

If the two of them still wanted to make a final desperate fight.

There was definitely no chance of winning in the open area.

In the forest where Amon fell, the eagle squeezed through the treetops and bushes, carrying its wizard master to the open area.

It shook off the branches and fallen leaves on its body restlessly, and then was reined in by Amon, who was unharmed, and flew off with its wings.

Looking down from the air, Amon easily found the two people who were riding horses to escape in the distance.

Seeing them enter the distant jungle, Amon couldn't help but laugh a little, and he was not worried about losing the target.

After all, no matter where the other party hid, he could feel the mark on Corvis' back, not to mention that even if he rode a horse in the rugged forest, his speed was as slow as walking.

However, the guy who assassinated the mentor used a projectile magic that was a bit threatening.

To be on the safe side, Amon re-infused magic into the defensive spell in his wand and activated the spell in advance, then drove the Hippogriff to chase him.

First, he hovered low above the forest, and the wizard closed his eyes to sense Corvis's position.

It was really pitifully slow, and he didn't walk far after so long.

Hmm?

Stopped?

Want to ambush me?

Ha, you're courting death.

Opening his eyes, he flew the Hippogriff to that area, and then raised his staff to cast a spell again, condensing a fire snake that wrapped around his body.

Amon raised his legs, jumped off the Hippogriff's horse, and his body passed through the canopy of trees and fell into the forest.

Using magic to slowly land, the wizard looked at the position where he had planned to intercept. Under the dim shade of the trees, he could not see Corvis with his naked eyes.

But in a flash, the wizard saw through the boy's trick.

"It seems that you have learned a lot from your teacher during my absence."

After saying that, the anger in Amon's eyes became even stronger.

He regretted not killing the ungrateful bastard privately regardless of his teacher's wishes.

With a cruel sneer on his lips, Amon waved his wand, swung out the fire snakes around him like a whip, and swept directly to the seemingly empty place in front.

Knowing that he had been exposed, the invisible Corvis dispersed the spell that blocked the light, and had to use the free spirit to activate the white crystal that fell under his feet.

The violent wind and air waves immediately bounced the light body of the boy backwards.

The fire snake swung through the air, coiling around a nearby tree, but missed. The burning snake's body roasted the tree trunk, crackling and igniting flames.

"Chase."

Emon said the spell, slightly lengthening the distance of the magic connection with the spell.

The head of the fire snake seemed to have regained its "consciousness", and immediately followed the will of the wizard, swimming from the tree trunk, and rushed straight to the fleeing blond boy.

"Run, run, Corvis, I won't let you die so easily."

Emon said loudly and jokingly, but his eyes kept sweeping the shadows of the trees around him.

There is still a guy missing.

Just a few steps away.

Leon held his breath and leaned against the tree trunk in front of him, quietly listening to the footsteps stepping on the dead leaves.

Close enough.

Leon suddenly flashed out of his hiding place, set up a seal, and charged while pointing his fingertips at the Atias wizard who was only a few steps away from him.

I knew

Emon, who was always on guard, immediately raised his wand and sneered as he opened a defensive barrier to the guy who was ambushing in the dark.

Seeing the complex purple magic patterns suddenly unfolding beside the wizard, Leon was neither surprised nor shocked.

He did not stop at all, and directly put down the handprint that did not gather magic elements at all, drew out the nimble light sword at his waist, and attacked Amon at the fastest speed.

"Stupid."

Seeing the guy who really killed the mentor, he was holding a sword and slashing at him, Amon couldn't help but sneer.

As expected, Leon's full-strength slash was like slashing on a thick iron wall, and no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

Retracting the sword, he stepped on the ground to change his position, trying to bypass the barrier from one side to stab.

However, the purple magic pattern seemed to have intelligence, following Leon's body like a shadow.

The open barrier always blocked Leon's front, and there was no chance to bypass it.

Another continuous slashing and stabbing,

Amon watched the ordinary iron slashing on his magic with a joking look, but he was tired of his excessive tension.

Does this kid think he is a paladin of Aurelia? How dare he disgrace himself with such brute force?

He was frightened by the previous attack of the light arrow and thought it was a spellcaster with some tricks, so he didn't dare to call his precious eagle into this narrow forest.

Now it seems that he is just a layman with some magical equipment.

Raising his empty left hand, Amon drew a seal with his fingertips, chanted a spell quickly, turned around and waved at the sword-wielding boy.

Leon felt a wall of air pressing down on him, and the whole person was suddenly knocked out.

He loosened his palm and let the sharp blade fly away, and then he was hit hard on the tree trunk behind him.

He almost fell on the back of his head. Leon fell back to the ground in a daze, and a breath of bloody turbid air came out of his chest, but he lowered his eyes and also aimed at the light sword that had fallen in the distance.

"You are the kind of person who killed my mentor?"

Emon stepped forward against the barrier, guarding against the possible counterattack from the person in front of him. At the same time, he held his wand horizontally and pulled back his fire snake with one mind.

Corvis, that little bastard, could be tortured slowly, but he had to burn the damn assassin in front of him into charcoal first.

Leon looked up, pulled the corner of his mouth, and slowly opened the seal of Isha's Arrow to the mage who was protected by the barrier again: "I killed him, and you will be reunited with him."

Relying on the defensive magic that had been deployed, Emon was not afraid of the bluffing posture in the boy's hand. He waved the wand that controlled the fire snake very decisively and strangled it directly.

The next moment, the sharp sound of breaking through the air through the air flow was like a buzzing.

But it was neither from Emon's fire snake nor the seal in Leon's hand.

The light sword stuck in the soil in the distance flashed with dazzling runes, and flew backwards from behind Emon like a rotating silver wheel at a high speed.

Hearing the movement behind him, Amon was slightly startled at first, but then he felt contempt in his heart, and he had no intention of moving his frontal defense magic for this trivial trick.

This trick of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west could not divert his attention from the spellcasting posture of the person in front of him.

It was nothing more than a trick of manipulating objects by that little bastard Corvis, but how could a mere ordinary iron controlled by magic tricks break the defense on his body.

Whoosh!

The fluorescent rune sword flew past the wizard's body.

The whirlwind that brushed past his ear lifted Amon's hair.

The sharp blade that rotated like an electric fan heavily chopped the top of Amon's wand wrapped with branches.