Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 771: 361: Blood Sacrifice

Chapter 771: Chapter 361: Blood Sacrifice

A trap?

Leon glanced at Angelter, who also wore a look of surprise.

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

There was no need; if the Vampire Undead wanted to attack them, there had been plenty of chances before.

He raised his hand and illuminated the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp in front of the Soul Bell, enveloping everyone to guard against the inexplicable activation of the Soul Bell, aware that Azeryan beside him couldn’t withstand that magical sound.

“Did you activate this altar?” the Blood Knight asked, drawing his sword and preparing for battle as he faced Leon.

“What a coincidence, I was about to ask you,” Leon retorted as he withdrew with the others, immediately asking, “Have you seen this scene before? Is this a sign that the Gate of Darkness is about to appear?”

Angelter stared at the Soul Bell and loudly denied, “No, these bells have never reacted like this. Otherwise, we would’ve destroyed them all long ago.”

As they spoke, a Death Claw rose not far away, flapping its wings furiously as it landed beside them, roaring as if facing a natural enemy.

Roar!!!

The deafening eagle screech made the griffin’s feathers stand on end.

Leon had never seen Death Claw react so violently, and through their mental link, he could feel the griffin’s soul-deep anger and fear.

“——Olivia, draw your sword!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Leon commanded.

The girl clasped her hands together, and the Sun Magic Pattern appeared beneath her armor.

A corona of light, like daytime, coalesced at Olivia’s chanting.

The gravity inversion triggered by the Holy Sword sent the surrounding rubble and bricks into the sky.

Aze’s warhorse neighed in terror, unable to stop, while the blinding light of the Holy Sword made even the distant Blood Knight instinctively draw back in fear.

Under this wave of gravitational disturbance, the Soul Bell in front also suddenly reacted anomalously.

Countless dazzling crimson demon runes spread from the base of the Soul Bell, covering the retreating people’s feet in no time.

“Whatever it is, it’s probably not good. Get out of here!”

Leon made a snap decision.

Upon hearing his companion’s warning, Azeryan wisely grabbed the nearby reins and swiftly mounted his steed.

Angelter summoned a Corpse Ghost Warhorse and leaped onto it, rushing at the Young Master’s side, while protecting Azeryan and retreating away from the Soul Bell, roaring orders for the Undead Army outside the town to assemble.

Olivia gripped the elegant great sword that had spontaneously appeared. Just as Leon was about to join her in mounting the griffin saddle at the rear of the hall, the surface of the large bell up front, glowing with blood-red light, seemed to exude a turbulent black substance.

In the impenetrable darkness, beams of red light, containing terrifying impact, emerged faster than sound, like tendrils, piercing through the black curtain!

The two reacted swiftly, stepping aside simultaneously.

The griffin, under Leon’s urgent mental order, took flight.

——Boom!!

The solid ground seemed to have been struck by a meteor, the earth upheaving like waves where the red light touched, shaking violently.

Olivia, wielding the great sword, somersaulted in mid-air, landing on the roof of a collapsed building and loudly exclaimed.

“That’s a Blood Demon’s limb!”

In that split second, she had seen clearly what was attacking them.

Leon, who had jumped far away, was so startled that he tossed the lamp to his waist, drawing out the Boiling Heart with his fingers.

Spirit Realm Demon?!

Blood Demon?

How could this be?

Demons, difficult to enter the Mortal World, how could they appear in the real realm so easily?

But the convulsing shadows of blood, writhing from the expanding black curtain, gave him no time for thought.

Massive as dragon-sized blood tendrils, like Blood Dragons, targeted nearby goals, and one bouncing out instantly struck the flying griffin.

Under heavy impact, the Death Claw screeched angrily, its talons embedding into the blood flesh, but it was tossed like a shaking whip into a tall building, the stone structure crumbling with a crash.

On the other side in a cloud of dust, a cold, clear voice rang out, and dazzling sword light flashed, sweeping over the blood tendril targeting Olivia, slicing it into two with the Sun Holy Sword she wielded.

Yet, Olivia, leaping to stand anew, saw no blood spatter.

The semi-real blood tendril seemed to dissipate into the air like a phantom.

Having repelled a tendril with the invincible Holy Sword, Olivia spared a glance in her husband’s direction, witnessing a scene that caused her to gasp in shock.

Far more blood tendrils than in this place surrounded close, and as Leon activated the Boiling Heart, he found himself unable to care for Garner’s state, enhancement of Thunder, turning into flickering lightning, wielding the blade in a whirling dance amidst the pursuing tendrils of flesh.

Shock and anger filled Olivia’s eyes with golden light as she shattered the beam beneath her feet and, with a loud bang, broke the sound barrier like a golden meteor, slashing the sword down at the tendrils attacking Leon.

The exceptionally hard demon body couldn’t withstand the sharpness of the Sun Holy Sword, and yet another blood tendril was severed mid-air.

Roaring thunder and lightning burst from the tendril’s grip as Garner’s ascending molten flame blade pierced the demon’s flesh.

Leon, with his billowing cloak, trod upon the massive demon limb resembling a blood python, reverse gripping the Magic Gun, pinning it to the ground, yet it thrashed wildly, sending him flying.

He instantly cleaved open another tendril wrapping around him, using the momentum to be flung into the air, the Holy War Knight’s Card appearing in his hand.

As Leon was about to summon his warriors to face this ancient demon foe.

In the corner of his eye, he saw the black curtain’s blood-red light soaring to the sky, already enveloping the Soul Bell at a ridiculous speed, suddenly expanding.

With nowhere to hide, Leon felt a chill envelop him, and with his lightning-fast reflexes, he couldn’t escape before being engulfed by the black curtain.

The expanding spherical black veil, upon devouring Leon, began to contract rapidly.

The powerful blood tendrils extending from the depths of darkness seemed unable to maintain their shadowy form, dissipating with a boom.

“——Leon!!!”

In shock and fury, Olivia witnessed Leon being swallowed by the Dark Domain, seeing the black curtain consuming her husband retract back toward the epicenter of the Soul Bell’s anomaly, her heart rang alarm bells.

Without thinking, Olivia used her life’s fastest speed to burst forward with sound, sword in hand, directly charging into the black curtain.

The contracting blackness submerged into the Soul Bell’s surface, disappearing without a trace the next moment.

The heavy bell clanged down onto the rubble, collapsing weakly, leaving only the griffin flapping its giant wings, furious and confused, crying out as it searched for its vanished companion…

…

…Olivia’s superhuman strength capable of cleaving a giant beast in two, just swung into emptiness.

The Sun Holy Sword did not touch any expected entity; the irrationally strong and overextended slash’s impact threw the Knight Girl’s body into constant spirals in the void, with no place to anchor….

The glaring sword light became almost the only thing Olivia could see.

Once she barely twisted her body to maintain balance and ceased spinning, floating in the blackness, trying to call out to her lover, she found she couldn’t utter any sound or hear anything.

Suddenly, a strong hand grasped Olivia’s hand armor.

She was startled but then reassured, the Sun Holy Sword’s light revealing Leon’s face beside her.

Leon sighed in relief, his mouth moving without issuing any sound, resorting to mouthing comforting words to his wife.

Afraid of losing her in this space-like environment, he tightly embraced her waist with one arm, holding her close, allowing him to divert his attention to survey the eerie domain they were in.

Everywhere was pitch-black and limitless…

That description, however, wasn’t accurate.

Leon’s pupils glowed with demon runes, switching to a spellcaster’s Magic Power vision.

The surrounding darkness was merely an illusion, the optic nerves unable to receive signals, and the brain incapable of perceiving environmental information.