Magic Industrial Age

Some say villains die from talking too much, and that's true; excessive chatter indeed invites a counter-attack.

But anyone who's truly fought knows that trash talk is also a tactic, psychologically overwhelming the enemy, making them hesitate, fear, and dread, slowing their sword by a fraction, which can be the difference between life and death.

These aren't Loye's insights, but rather lessons from Oliveira.

Though he's usually silent, even more so when fighting, he doesn't deny the use of trash talk, even affirming it.

And now, at this moment, Loye is using it!

He can attest that the effect is excellent!

He can almost feel the fear of the Razor Gang members; if it weren't for the armored knight, they'd probably scatter and flee.

However, this armored knight isn't in much better shape.

From looking down upon everyone when he first appeared to now feeling apprehensive, it's been a complete reversal in a very short time.

But Loye isn't going to let him leave; since he came, since he wants his life, he'll have to leave it behind.

So, this fight must be fought.

He still attacks first, his rapier like a dancing elf; in the dim, yellow light, only silver flashes can be seen, stabbing straight at the armored knight's face.

The armored knight is frightened, but he has no intention of giving up; he roars, and the greatsword in his hand is already swinging.

The greatsword brings a fierce wind, his body rotating, power flowing through him, using momentum to chop everywhere.

This is the Falre Greatsword Art, a foot combat sword art for knights.

Knights naturally have mounts, whether horses or magical beasts, they are never lacking speed.

But after dismounting, the sword techniques used on horseback aren't suitable, requiring a foot combat sword art.

Falre Greatsword Art is one of the most famous, and also the common sword art of the Sardin Kingdom's Knights.

Its characteristic is using the power of the body's rotation to launch faster and fiercer strikes each time.

On a battlefield full of people, the sword's edge can even cut a bloody path.

This armored knight clearly has some training; seeing this sword art, Loye retreats without hesitation.

Joking aside, although he focuses on agility, developing strength and physique at the same time, he's not crazy enough to clash head-on with a second-tier strength-type knight with a rapier.

So, he takes a step, his body swaying, already dodging two meters away.

Then, slightly changing direction, he circles the armored knight, sometimes moving forward, attacking with his rapier; sometimes retreating, putting the rapier behind him, waiting for an opportunity.

The result is that Loye, who was just rampaging, is now being chased and slashed by the armored knight.

Wherever they pass, the sound of swords cutting through the air is endless, and the surrounding walls, pillars, and houses are all shattered by the armored knight's greatsword.

The scene is shocking!

Unfortunately, the armored knight knows clearly that he's in more danger.

Falre Greatsword Art is powerful, but it consumes a lot of stamina, and he can't last long.

Moreover, power will eventually be exhausted; the moment he pauses, breathes, and gathers his fighting spirit, he gives the enemy an opportunity.

Sure enough, after a while, his fighting spirit is insufficient, he has to take a deep breath, and the sword speed has a brief pause as the power in his body falls and rises again.

Then, a sword light, flashing seven or eight cold glints, comes straight for his face.

The only thing he can do is hold the greatsword in front of him as a shield.

Clang clang clang clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoes, Loye retreats, rotates, then advances again, looking for an opportunity to attack.

And the armored knight, missing his strike, can only switch to defense, staring intently at Loye's movements.

He uses his sword, or the thick parts of his armor, to block each time Loye attacks.

Loye gives up after a few tries; there's no way, although the Silver Angel Rapier is just a replica, it's definitely a high-quality weapon.

However, facing this plate armor that's at least a finger's width thick at its thinnest point, it's simply not enough.

As for the joints, they are specially reinforced and too small; a slight dodge can avoid the sword's edge.

In fact, Loye knows that their current situation is the norm when strength-type and agility-type warriors fight.

I can't hit you, and you can't break my defense; usually, they stalemate until one side's strength is exhausted, then a winner can be determined.

However, times have changed!

If Loye was a magic gunslinger, he could just pull out a magic energy pistol now, load a bullet, and blast seven or eight holes in the armored knight's full-body armor.

This is the weapon that's changing the mode of warfare!

While his thoughts are still swirling in his mind, Loye's movements become more swift; too much time has been wasted, he needs to speed up.

As if sensing Loye's killing intent, the armored knight moves faster; he forcefully gathers his fighting spirit, raises his sword again, spins, and slashes horizontally.

The greatsword breaks through the air, directly forcing Loye back.

Then, the armored knight makes a downward chopping motion with both hands holding the sword.

He stares at Loye, suddenly jumps up, the powerful force allowing him to jump several meters into the air.

Like drawing a graceful arc, the greatsword suddenly chops down!

This sword concentrates almost all of his fighting spirit and power, like a meteor falling from the sky.

--Knight Skill, Jump Slash!

Many years ago, when knights became the most basic ruling class, their status was different.

As a result, they began to look down on other warriors, and they didn't want to use exclusive skills to describe their own combat skills, but changed them to 'Knight Skills' to show their extraordinary nature.

This 'Jump Slash' is just a common skill among knight skills, but it's also this armored knight's swan song.

Loye's response is simple: retreat, retreat, and retreat again.

Retreating dozens of meters, avoiding the attack, he watches the armored knight fall to the ground, the greatsword splitting the ground, even extending outward, creating a gully that stretches more than a meter away.

But the aftereffects of the knight skill also stop him in place.

Loye doesn't hesitate, advance, advance, and advance again!

The rapier in his hand flashes, making the first collision with the greatsword.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing is heard, and before it dissipates, there's a second collision, a third collision, a fourth collision...

This time, Loye is approaching step by step, the sword light faster, the pace faster.

This time, the armored knight is constantly retreating, he must retreat to create space, so as to wield the greatsword in his hand.

But the distance between the two is getting closer and closer!

He doesn't know how many collisions there have been, but Loye's sword suddenly accelerates, bringing up a curtain of sword shadows, cutting into the armored knight's fingers.

He has to drop his weapon.

Then, a dazzling cross sword light lights up, leaving a cross sword mark nearly an inch deep on the thick armor.

This time, the armored knight can no longer maintain his balance, his body leans back, his legs kick continuously, trying to stabilize himself.

But a sword light, such a clear rapier, flashes, stabbing towards the knight's face.

There, is the only area where he has no armor, the rapier penetrates through the eyebrow, through the skull, into the brain.

At this moment, Loye releases the sword in his hand, continues to charge forward, and as they pass each other, it's already the armored knight's slowly falling body.

His eyes are wide, death spreads, but if you look closely, there isn't much resentment, but more of a sense of loss.

At this moment, all around, the members of the Razor Gang can no longer hold on and begin to flee in all directions.

However, they don't escape far, and in the dim streets, people flash out, sending the swords in their hands into their bodies.

Loye ignores the movements in the distance, but slowly turns around, looking at the armored knight.

After a moment, he murmurs: "So this is a knight? Indeed, they have the capital to be proud!"

"It's just that, in the era of the magic industrial revolution, you are just the remnants of the old era."

Looking up again, Loye opens his mouth: "Anger!"

"Yes, I'm here!"

A figure immediately darts out, running to the front at top speed, holding a cane in his hand.

It's the one that Loye put down before the fight.

After not seeing him for a while, Anger has grown taller and stronger, and the gentleman's suit looks tight on him.

Looking closely, there is less purity in his eyes, and more ruthlessness!

There's no way, in the underworld, you can't stand firm if you're not ruthless.

However, the look he gives Loye is still bright, with an unspeakable respect.

Loye takes the cane and says: "Can this be cleaned up cleanly?"

"You can rest assured!"

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

Loye says this, pulls out the Silver Angel Rapier, and puts it back in its sheath.

He straightens the bright red, blood-like gentleman's suit, and walks forward again.

The matter is not over yet!

After he leaves, Anger finally has time to lean forward and see the armored knight's face clearly.

Even though he was prepared, he was taken aback.

But after only a moment, his eyes become more dangerous: "Razor Gang? Razor Gang! It's actually the Razor Gang!!!"

"Come on, come on, guys, we're going to be busy tonight."

Not far away, in the darkness, Oliveira slowly pokes his head out.

He looks at the direction Loye left, and can't help but smile.

Loye told him not to come, but he really didn't come?

Publicly and privately, he had to follow; even if he was prepared, he was very satisfied with this battle!

Who wouldn't like such a disciple?

It's just that he's too good, making him, the teacher, feel less sense of accomplishment!

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