Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 716: 334 Invited to Come

Chapter 716: Chapter 334 Invited to Come

The perception of time seemed infinitely elongated, transcending common understanding, filled with countless known and unknown trajectories barely discernible by reason.

In the chaotic turbulence of logic, the variations of the moves intertwined and transformed, constructing a surging geometric force field. The silk strings woven by the potential action logic line, every minute fluctuation, were the germination of a deadly strategy, harboring a result that could overturn victory or defeat.

Facing Olivia’s densely vibrating sword, Leon moved with his gun, and Garner was already raised—

Glowing Cut, Heaven Break, Cloud Reverse.

Cutting Mist, Thunder Strike, Reversed Scale.

Moon Rise, Earth Scythe, Snake Staff.

The Nine-Direction Chaotic Strike Technique burst with dazzling light in the green eyes of the Golden Lion Queen.

A surprised thought flashed through Olivia’s mind.

Valensis’s “Peacock Blade”?

No, each strike was real. Though the transformations were few, the speed of the nine blooming attacks, under the blessing of the Thunder Body, far exceeded that of the Peacock Knight.

In combat supported by ultra-high-speed thinking, it was also a mad clash of each other’s logical computing power. The invisible and inaudible domain of consciousness, where dense trajectory illusions sometimes spiraled, sometimes scattered, the roaring thunder flood dragon constantly tried to pierce the swordsmanship boundaries of the Golden Lion Queen.

The cunning entry of the thunder light trajectory into the abyss constructed by the Sun Holy Sword, seeking an almost non-existent gap in the woven annihilation filter.

The condensed atmospheric element caused unnatural thunder to explode in the stormy clouds, electric light bursting forth, and the nine heads of Hydra, at the moment Leon transformed into the Thunder Body, appeared like thunderbolts in reality.

Hydra —

The furious sea dragon pierced the veil of consciousness and reality, the blue electric arcs exploded, stirring up the mudflats in a cloud of dust.

The magic gun swept up a sky full of thunder, the nine-headed flood dragon rushed directly toward the flying Golden Lion.

Beautiful technique, but…still far from enough.

The battle dress fluttered like a dancing lily, Olivia’s heart and sword fell together.

The sea of death, extended by sharp blades and body techniques, simultaneously converged into one.

The light pierced through the towering illusionary dragon, the blade light like the first rise of dawn, slicing into the vitals within the chain of nine-direction chaotic strikes.

The moment light and electricity converged—

——Boom!!

The sharp sword pressed down on the magic spear wing blade at the end of its strength, the fierce energy glow clashed violently with the raging atmospheric element, completely tearing the cloaks of the two behind them into ashes.

Snake broken, thunder dissipated, moon set, heavenly meteor fell

Unimaginable martial prowess and strength far surpassing the opponent allowed Olivia to slay the nine-headed sea dragon while flipping her palm to wield her sword horizontally, magic power rising, the Sun Blade about to emit solar flames.

She wasn’t shaken by the martial skill before her in the slightest; an attack that didn’t even harbor a killing intent couldn’t bridge the immense state gap between them at this moment.

And at such a close distance, even if the opponent transformed again into thunder, it’s impossible to dodge—

——?

Just before releasing the concentrated light slash, Olivia was surprised by the other’s upturned smile.

Black eyes burst forth with dazzling magic light.

Garner’s demon rune changed, the high-speed vibrating vocal cords turned several syllables into overlapping and resonant honorifics.

The third spell in the magic position activated—instantly stirring a torrent of spiritual might, surging towards Olivia’s soul.

(Ancient Lorelette Language)

“——Isa!!”

The silent soul shockwave enveloped them both.

Disregarding the shock impact on physical strength, Olivia’s mind buzzed, her face turning pale.

Her indifferent expression showed a trace of struggling tolerance for the first time, she let out a muffled groan.

——It worked!

Leon was exhilarated.

He never thought of defeating this Valkyrie-like “Big Lion” head-on…. even before the clash, he had already glimpsed the mortal situation of being blasted into dust by the small power “Light Cannon.”

But he wasn’t purely a martial artist either; after all, he held a magic wand, not a burning stick.

He was betting on Olivia’s reliance on the Forbidden Magic Body to ignore spells, her consistent crushing of spellcasters, and that she might never have learned to resist spirit magic!

Feeling Olivia’s barely perceptible pause in movement, Leon’s mind solidified, knowing he had gambled correctly.

As long as he could overwhelm the Big Lion in the battle of willpower, to knock her unconscious or hypnotize her!

——Bang!

The suffocating Forbidden Magic Position abruptly unfolded at a speed of magic power dissemination that Leon couldn’t react to…

Watching the girl up close decisively release her grip and abandon the Sun Holy Sword, her emerald eyes instantly transforming back to golden pupils.

How could she still maintain enough magic power for a Disturbing Magic Field? How could she still switch states!?

In a flash, Leon only managed to flash a thought…

Wife, maybe it’s better to just turn it off.

The next second.

The armor made of Meteor Forged Steel sunk with a loud noise, close-up Leon could no longer dodge, his body shot backward like a cannonball, turning into a meteor crossing the mudflats.

Crashing into the fortress wall with a roar, creating a web of cracks….. the Quenching Life Technique on his chest was disrupted and failed, the figure who had solidly taken a heavy punch tumbled back to the ground, raising a burst of rubble dust….

As if completely silent.

“Huff…..huff~…” Olivia gently panted, calming her emotions.

The lingering smoke wreathed the armored hand from which she withdrew her fist, the residual scorching heat remaining after the metallic fingers rapidly impacted with immense force.

Slightly startled, Olivia slowly retracted from the so-called “Crushing Fist” posture.

She couldn’t help but look down at her fist.

Complex emotions surged in her chest.

Although no similar promise was ever made, to defeat the opponent using the martial technique that he had once taught her….

The increasingly intense strange irritability made her frown.

…It should end.

Picking up the Sun Holy Sword she hurriedly abandoned just now, the Golden Lion Queen leapt, closing the distance, landing before the fallen Great Knight.

In her ears, she could hear the hemorrhage caused by his ruptured internal organs, her once formidable adversary now barely clinging to life.

Rising, Olivia coldly elevated that extinguished glowing sword blade.

As long as…. she swung down the weapon in her hand, no one else could stop her from ending the division of this land.

The queen of the North might win countless times strategically but was ultimately in vain.

Unable to defeat her head-on on the battlefield, for her, just one direct victory was enough to end everything…

Kill him…

While he’s weak and defeated now….

Her sword would be swift…so swift that he wouldn’t feel pain…

For the great cause, to end the conflict completely, countless have already sacrificed in the flames of war…there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed…even herself…

Kill him, end the Hecha Dynasty…unite the entire land, establish a prolonged peace like the ancient Holy King…

….

Why?

“….Ugh!”

Olivia’s pretty face bore a trace of struggle.

The arm armor clutched around the long sword gave off a faint clanging sound, seemingly trembling slightly.

She was stunned and puzzled.

At this point, what was it she was hesitating about?

Worrying about winning unfairly, taking advantage of others? Earning an unfair victory?

Impossible.

Now that she has embarked on the path of conquest, extinguishing countless rebels, could she still care about the so-called knightly way?

Why?

Unwilling to kill an old friend?

Was her resolve so hypocritical?

Why…can’t she bring down this sword?

——Boom!

An inexplicable surge of rage stirred the air around.

Olivia withdrew the magic domain that had become difficult to maintain, with a wave, the Sun Holy Sword turned into a flash of light, disappearing from her hand.

She realized, it was probably because she couldn’t bear to see the other meeting such a miserable end.