Wang stood beneath a large tree, reaching into the inner layer of his leather jacket with his right hand, making a motion as if rummaging inside. Before long, his right hand emerged again, holding a reverse cross in its five fingers.
Under the shade of the tree, Wang gestured, making the cross in his hand move as if it were a sword. With confident steps, he controlled his body, moving it and adjusting the raised wrist, performing a forward swing as if about to strike with the sword, and then taking a step forward.
Clang!
The reverse cross returned to its original size as a normal sword, firmly held by its second owner.
At this moment, Wang straightened his neck, raised his head towards the sky, and shouted in a booming voice:
"Hawky, that's enough. It's my turn next!"
If Hawky were not of the demon race, with her exceptional sharp hearing, she would not have been able to hear this loud voice. If she did not have those hawk-like pupils, she would never have seen the "black dots" on the ground when she looked down.
"Tsk, took you long enough to come back. You're really slow! I almost wanted to give up and not do the job," said Hawky, knowing that she no longer had the capital to continue fighting. She then followed the advice and prepared to descend from the sky to the ground.
The knight riders surrounding her, however, would not allow her to come and go freely. They were relentless in their imposing presence. The knights formed an array in the air, charging straight towards Hawky from the front. The weapons they wielded were all identical metal spears. With their weapons complementing their own charging postures, they resembled steel chariots galloping in the sky.
"People who never stop bothering are the most annoying..." Hawky saw the enemy charging towards her and immediately spread one wing horizontally, channeling the magic power within her body to cover the surface of her many feathers.
In that instant, the wing she used to protect her body changed from its original soft color and turned into a gleaming golden iron color.
Boom!
The neatly raised spears collided with the outer edge of her wing, between the spear tips and feathers, creating ripples like a stone hitting the water surface.
Hawky enhanced her wings with magic power, allowing her physical body to confront those melee weapons head-on. It was with this simple fighting tactic that she consecutively brought down three groups of knight riders.
However, magic power had its limits and would eventually be depleted!
At this point, Hawky was only capable of withstanding one more fierce onslaught from the enemy.
"You're done for. Our boss is here to cover me. In the second round, he will assist you in your rebirth," Hawky said, lifting one leg and delivering a powerful kick to the head of the horse in front, causing the front row of knights to raise their spears due to mount issues.
Taking advantage of the brief period in which the enemy stabilized their mounts, Hawky swiftly retreated from the air, descending back to the ground in a reverse ascent.
Using her current maximum speed, she managed to avoid being caught up by the knights. The successful retreat finally allowed Hawky to let out a sigh of relief.
"Big sis, please stand still and don't move. Let me treat your injuries," said Cai, who had been a nun for six years and was skilled in healing. Even without using a staff, she only needed to chant for about ten seconds before she could activate fourth or fifth-tier healing magic.
After finishing the chant, a transparent sphere appeared in the air, beginning to cover Hawky's wounds. Although the adaptability between the "sacred power" used by humans and the "magic power" used by demons was not particularly good,
But as long as there is no direct conflict between the two forces, the healing magic used by humans can also have a positive effect on the demon race.
Hawky watched as the wounds on his body healed quickly, and of course his mood improved;
But more than the external injuries, Hawky cared more about one thing:
"Just as I predicted, you did come back to our side!"
The fluffy feathers covered the top of Rainbow's head and began to stroke it.
The king next to them didn't miss this scene and let out a mischievous laugh:
"Has your relationship become so good when I wasn't looking?"
With just this one joke, the king stopped here.
The knights in the sky, who were ready to charge forward, would launch their attack in a few seconds. The king felt that he should be more serious at this moment.
The purpose of this battle is not only to ensure the safety of their nest, nor is it just to vent Hawky's anger. There is another thing that must be done.
"Rainbow, watch my next move carefully. You must learn how to fight from me, especially how to use this sword!"
Swish!
After the king finished speaking, his figure moved, and the cross sword in his hand swung forward, causing a gust of wind to blow on the nearby field.
With the sudden gust of wind, a large number of fire elements gradually condensed and gathered after the wind stopped, attaching themselves to the outer body of the cross sword.
The knights in the air looked at this scene without any special meaning.
They only thought that there was a fool standing on the ground.
That fool cannot fly, does not run when facing great danger, and instead wildly dances with his sword in a state of confusion.
The knights laughed in general, thinking, what good is it to wave the sword against the airborne legion?
Can that sword extend tens of meters?
Or does just raising the sword hilt activate a "beam cannon" that shoots out from the tip, blasting them away?
If neither of these can be done, then the knights can only laugh smugly and form the largest formation ever seen, swooping down to stab their targets in the chest, leaving them chilled to the bone!
At this moment, the leader of the Pegasus Knights only regarded the targets standing on the ground as low-level demons; he and his subordinates were unaware that they were actually facing opponents at the boss level...
The king completed the preparation for his only move;
The numerous knights above his head also activated their Pegasus at this moment, rolling down from a high place like dozens of white meteors.
Outside the king's body, the fluctuation caused by "holy power" was uninterrupted;
Guided by the deliberate use of powerful force, all the fire elements in this space hovered three inches in front of the sword blade, emitting a deep dark red light;
As the knights in the sky approached, the light tended to solidify into a halo, making the fire elements themselves appear extremely dense.
Time entered the moment of deciding victory or defeat.
The king flipped the cross sword in his hand, raised his single hand high, and swung the weapon upward!
The sword blade was swung down, but what was responsible for annihilating the enemy was not a purely physical weapon;
In the previous moment, what the king truly swung down was a series of layers of crimson flames!
The fire elements formed swirling flames, and with the swing of the sword as a trigger, they soared into the sky through the guidance of human power, resembling fireworks soaring into the sky.
A single spark of fire can also extend, and it is not impossible for thousands of sparks to spread to the size of a prairie fire.
When the knights who were diving down noticed the raging flames that were enough to engulf half of the sky, and it became unavoidable for them, that was the decisive moment of the outcome.
The flames that rose up turned into a semi-arc, accompanied by the burning sound of the devouring cyclone, viciously engulfing the nearly hundred knights.
The rows of spears raised by the knights were instantly dissolved by the oncoming flames;
Tearing through that fragile protection, the flames immediately blasted onto the surface of the armor worn by the knights, engulfing them in the blaze.
The fan-shaped flames "rolled up" suddenly in mid-air, swallowing all the enemies without leaving any dead corners;
The space that was most severely scorched cracked open from the middle instantly;
From this crack as the center, countless broken marks spread in all directions, causing part of the sky to appear charred after being burned.
When the flames went through the most intense sadism, they gradually ceased to be violent;
Especially when the surrounding wind blew by, the temperature at the center of the flames gradually cooled over time, until it finally extinguished completely.
The merciless flames burned everything, and nothing could escape successfully.
Cai witnessed a cruel scene she had never seen before, but she didn't have any thoughts about the king;
Because even she understood that if those knights were not eliminated, it would be her own life at stake.
Cai didn't say it out loud, but she truly appreciated the king's intervention;
As a way to shift her focus, she moved away from the life-and-death situation and started to care about the battle that just took place.
"So, you can use magic?" This was the question Cai asked the king, but another person was responsible for answering.
"Woof, that's not magic!" As the iconic sound at the beginning of the sentence, the large dog that looked very familiar was responsible for clarifying Cai's doubts.
"Big Sister, you don't know, the boss has never been good at memorizing knowledge from books, so he has never been able to learn magic."
"Then how do you explain the flames just now?"
"Woof! Although the boss can't use magic, he can use a sword as a medium to release elements when swinging the sword."
Cai was a clever girl and immediately converted the complex explanation from the large dog into a simple and understandable expression in her mind:
For the king, the sword was equivalent to a mage's staff;
As long as he held a sword in his hand, he could control all elements related to attributes, just like a real grand mage.
In other words:
Even if the king hadn't studied magic, he could use this special method to make the elements hovering around the sword have the power no less than a grand magic spell when released;
As for the signal to release the elements, it could be easily seen from the sword swinging action.
Thinking of this, Cai secretly admired the king's strength and wondered if she could also possess such terrifying power in the future.
Of course, she was just thinking about it!
Deep down, Cai still didn't like battle;
Unfortunately, sometimes many things were beyond her control, whether she liked them or not...
After the king tested it and found that the Cross Sword was really effective, he planned to give the weapon to someone.
The recipient naturally was Cai, who had been asked to observe the battle process closely not long ago.
The king shrank the sword back to its original length and forcefully placed the reversed cross into Cai's inner pocket;
The reason why he didn't hang it on her neck directly was mainly because when the king removed the reversed cross, he accidentally broke the necklace that was responsible for the connection.
