Free Web NovelChapter 218: Chapter 143: Furious Stabbing (2)
This time, without any hesitation, the guards swung their swords at Baron.
In that same instant, the Blood Patterns on Baron’s body flared to life again. His figure flickered, and he weaved through the guards, rushing straight for Miss Triss’s body, which was obscured by the surrounding crowd!
"Stop him!" the deputy chief roared.
"Remember, I’m not following your orders."
Thunderbolt, the leader of the Barbarian Bear Knight Order, snorted coldly. His massive body seemed to tear through space itself as he teleported into Baron’s path. "I’m doing this to avenge my son, Gray!"
His muscles bulged, and as his hands transformed into bear claws, black bear fur sprouted from his exposed skin.
A cold smile played on his lips as he slammed his enormous bear claws down toward Baron. A pale, cyan pillar of Spiritual Power erupted from them, and the immense pressure whipped up a gale that sent the black clothes of the Demon Hunter below whipping wildly.
L was already injured and low on Spiritual Power. Even at full strength, he would be no match for Thunderbolt!
The Gold Connection Circuits on Yalilan’s face lit up as she moved to save Baron, but the surrounding guards blocked her path.
Her expression chilled. ’At this distance, even if I killed all the guards, L would be smashed to a pulp before I could reach him!’
Facing a terrifying strike powerful enough to rip apart space and everything in its vicinity, the Demon Hunter simply tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and shouted:
"Is breaking your promises part of the knightly code?"
BOOM! BOOM!
A violent impact erupted with Baron and Thunderbolt at its center, kicking up a cloud of dust even larger than the one from Yalilan’s clash with Thunderbolt, blotting out the sky!
If an Alchemist hadn’t been specially hired to create an "insulating" field at the city gate to ensure the safety of trade, the merchant caravans transporting fresh produce would have undoubtedly been caught in the crossfire.
Everyone stared at the scene in stunned disbelief, waiting for the dust to settle.
"It’s impossible... L is done for." Andre’s voice was laced with bitterness.
L had already exhausted his Spiritual Power dealing with Ferdinand. It was impossible for him to sustain another fight, let alone against an opponent like Thunderbolt, the leader of the Barbarian Bear Knight Order, who was burning with vengeance for his son.
There was a massive gap in their strength to begin with, and there was no chance of Thunderbolt holding back.
Everyone present knew L’s chances of survival were slim to none.
Maguire snarled, "Whoever kills my brother, I’ll fight them to the death!"
He, too, likely understood the grim reality.
They heard the continuous screech of metal on metal, like a blade being ground on a whetstone, punctuated by fluctuating blasts of Spiritual Power.
As the sounds gradually faded, the dust settled. Witnessing the scene within, everyone’s pupils contracted in shock.
There, in the deep crater, the Demon Hunter had actually blocked the full-force blow from Thunderbolt, the Bronze Knight and leader of the Barbarian Bear Knight Order, with his strangely shaped Spear Sword!!!
The deputy chief and all the guards looked on, their faces filled with astonishment.
The Demon Hunters, Yalilan included, unconsciously straightened their backs, their faces frozen in disbelief.
Some in the crowd of onlookers, confused about the situation, asked the dazed people around them what was happening. After hearing an analogy along the lines of "the poor guy just beat up the rich guy," they, too, were left dumbfounded.
For a moment, absolute silence fell both inside and outside the city gate.
H-h-how... How is this possible!?
If he hadn’t personally witnessed Baron’s previous fight against Ferdinand, and felt the remnants of his depleted Spiritual Power upon meeting him again.
Andre would have almost believed that the Demon Hunter L over there was an imposter.
Andre gasped.
’If escaping from that divine punishment monster in Mundra was a coincidence,’ he thought, ’then what about everything since? The Hunting Competition, slaying Ferdinand, and now, holding his own against the leader of the Barbarian Bear Knight Order... This can only be true strength.’
Thunderbolt, his claws still locked against Baron’s Spear Sword, was also completely shocked. His eyes were filled with disbelief. Finally, his expression shifted, his mouth twisting into a bitter smile as he spoke, though it was unclear to whom:
"You’re going to stop me, too? ...I understand."
He then abruptly broke away from Baron, and the assimilated bear claws vanished.
He then did a backflip, stomped a foot hard on the ground—creating another deep crater—and launched himself up to the top of the city gate at an angle that defied all logic.
He left behind the bewildered onlookers and all the others.
The Demon Hunters and the guards looked at each other.
The deputy chief’s expression flickered for a moment before he gave the order, "Seize L!"
The guards charged toward the figure in the crater by the city gate.
At this moment, although they didn’t know what Baron was planning, the Demon Hunters knew what they had to do.
"Everyone, help L break through their ranks! Don’t worry about the penalties, the Rose Commerce Association can afford the bail!"
At Yalilan’s command, the Demon Hunters charged the guards rushing toward them. frёeωebɳovel.com
Each Demon Hunter took on three or four guards.
With their Hunter’s Eye and Alchemy Circuits activated simultaneously, they looked utterly ferocious, like a pack of wolves beginning their hunt in the dead of night.
Although the guards were numerous, the number of actual Law Enforcers among them was pitifully small. Aside from a few squads that were required to be Law Enforcers, most were just ordinary people looking to earn a living.
Thus, as the situation developed, the guards were swiftly overwhelmed by the Demon Hunters. The black Hunting Outfits and white guard uniforms clashed, and from the top of the city gate, it looked like a black wave crashing and spraying across the ground.
But one person moved even faster than the Demon Hunters—Demon Hunter L.
The instant the deputy chief gave the order, L had already been swallowed by the mass of guards.
By the time the guards and Demon Hunters were locked in a chaotic, swearing brawl, and the deputy chief of the guard had Yalilan’s sword pressed to his neck,
Baron was already standing on horseback, holding up Miss Triss’s body.
The gunshot wound was in the center of her forehead, dark and deep, yet there was not a single drop of blood.
The expressions of the deputy chief and the guards changed. Completely ignoring the sword at his neck, the deputy chief turned and sprinted frantically in the girl’s direction.
Even as blood gushed from his neck, he yelled at the Demon Hunter, "Stop!"
Before anyone could react, Baron pulled a Canaan Tree Spike from his coat and plunged it into the girl’s chest.
Instantly, the deputy chief and all the guards froze, then collapsed like felled trees.
An uproar swept through the crowd of onlookers.
The girl, who had been dead, suddenly let out the groan of a living person. Then, from the wound, a black liquid like the sap of a tree gall began to flow endlessly.
Undead.
Miss Triss opened her eyes. The Demon Hunter’s expression was cold as he tightly gripped the Canaan Tree Spike in her chest.
"How did you find out?" freēwēbnovel.com
Baron replied, "I smelled a scent on you. It’s the same as your father and those guards... They’re all under your control."
It was the same sour smell he had noticed before.
Carmen had said it might be some kind of Manipulation Magic. Baron figured it must have started in the last two days.
He hadn’t noticed a similar scent at the banquet the night before last.
But when the deputy chief brought his men over, Baron had smelled it again.
And he’d realized the scent was strongest coming from Miss Triss.
’Trust your instincts,’ Baron had thought.
So he had pulled the trigger without hesitation.
As it turned out, he was right.
"Is it that red-haired woman...? I can feel the aura of the Dragon Law on her.
No, it’s more than just a passing brush with the Dragon Law..."
Seeing that this topic wasn’t making the Demon Hunter loosen his grip, Miss Triss struggled and said, "I am one of the Four Great Guardians of the Immortal Church. The Goddess herself has blessed me. If you kill me, her gaze will fall upon you."
"Oh," L said flatly. "Looks like we just need one more god and we can play a round of mahjong."
’Mahjong? What’s that?’
The thought had barely formed in Miss Triss’s mind when a fresh wave of pain shot through her chest. The Demon Hunter was now using the Canaan Tree Spike to rip her wound wider.
Pain that originated from the depths of her soul washed over Miss Triss, and she struggled violently in Baron’s arms.
But in the face of it all, Baron simply held her tighter.
Like he was embracing a dying lover... if one were to ignore the Canaan Tree Spike in L’s hand, which was still furiously stabbing Miss Triss in the abdomen.
