When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 808

Chapter 808: Chapter 187: Charge!

Charge!

Charge!

Chapter 808: Chapter 187: Charge!

Charge!

Charge!

However, this ti, his attack did not penetrate directly through the opponent.

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The crimson armor protecting his body was so robust that Aiwass’s lance tip could not penetrate it at all!

—That must be a Divine Artifact from the Supre Heaven!

But even though it could not penetrate, the force still existed.

As such, Aiwass, while facing “Tyrant,” flew downward and crashed heavily into the ground, causing a splash like rain.

After the giant landed, he grabbed Aiwass and then violently threw him out.

Then, he stretched out his remaining hand, aiming the palm at Aiwass.

A savage crimson magic array oozed from his palm, transforming into a floating array of light in the air.

While Aiwass was spinning in the air, a crimson orb of light like intense cannon fire made a trendous noise and burst forth, hitting Aiwass who was unable to dodge!

One shot, two shots, three shots!

These were elongated crimson orbs of light under high-speed flight.

They possessed intense impact and explosive power, containing an explosive curse—effective even on inanimate objects.

Should this strike a wall, even the thickest wall would shatter.

Crimson cracks would spread like spider webs, corroding the remaining parts.

Even the body of the Wild Hunt King would struggle to withstand this attack.

If it weren’t for the lance in his hand that enhanced Aiwass’s defense, these three shots would have likely caused severe damage to Aiwass!

But fortunately, the Wild Hunt King’s defense was much higher than Aiwass had anticipated.

These three shots exploded in the air into an even more spectacular burst of crimson fireworks, yet rely caused Aiwass so disarray.

His khaki armor did not break, nor did it even crack.

And at that mont,

The Knights charged into the battlefield with a shout!

Aiwass, in a daze, initially thought they were deliverers of their defeat.

But soon, he realized the battle prowess of these Knights was not to be underestimated.

Their combat was extrely efficient and orderly, resembling professional players—they carried appropriately tid Enhancent Blessings, entering the battle at just the right monts.

So defended, others attacked, so healed, and so interfered.

Without a commander, relying only on tacit understanding, this Round Table Knights composed mostly of Fifth Power Level and a few Fourth Energy Level managed to exchange blows with the fallen Angel Envoy “Tyrant” Caligula in a short ti!

“…Is it a trap?”

Caligula soon beca serious.

He murmured in a low voice.

Under the Knights’ gaze—so horrified, so delayed, so suddenly realizing—Caligula’s remaining three limbs suddenly detached themselves.

His two legs transford into two huge crimson hounds—one robust and powerful, like Ursa Major; the other slender and agile, akin to an alien creature.

The remaining arm turned into a “Winged Sword,” freely weaving through the air at a very high speed!

—This was precisely the power of the Path of Love!

“Tyrant” Caligula, in addition to the Path of Strength, also possessed significantly strong power from the Path of Love.

He looked like a Son of the Moon transford from a giant—though he did not have any of the skills typical to the Son of the Moon, he could no longer be considered a pure giant.

Including the previous “Shield of the Eye,” Caligula had suddenly split into five!

The pressure on the Knight Order trendously increased, and their formation was nearly broken in just a few rounds by the “Winged Sword.”

He had an array hanging from each of his limbs, with another array in front of his own forehead.

His eyes turned crimson, and then two laser beams shot out!

The lasers instantly cut through three Knights’ bodies, splitting them in two.

But just then, Guinevere suddenly erupted with a burst of holy light—nurous flying light needles shot out from her sleeves, instantly sewing the severed bodies back together.

anwhile, rlin, holding his Magic Wand firmly to the ground, activated the previously set defensive Ritual Magic Circle.

A hemispherical shield of light erged, catching the scarlet laser.

But it only caught it for a mont before it imdiately emitted a huge, and growing, fluctuation.

“…Is it still too forced?”

rlin gritted his teeth, his pupils turning a blank azure.

Sparks of rune erged from beneath his skin, his forehead and temples’ veins swelling.

Under Hypersmart Mode, he analyzed Caligula’s attack patterns through the attacked Ritual Magic Circle, constantly adjusting the structure.

Watching as the ritual magic circle gradually stabilized, its fluctuations visibly slowed.

But at that mont, the Winged Sword, seemingly from nowhere, sped forth and struck the barrier, causing it to crack all over!

rlin’s eyes suddenly burst, and a tear of blood slowly trickled from the inner corner of his left eye and the bridge of his nose.

But when the barrier suddenly shattered,

Aiwass, enveloped in thunder, charged again!

His charge was blocked by the shield—but not completely.

Aiwass’s attack didn’t scratch the Shield of the Eye one bit, but the shield couldn’t stop Aiwass’s charge.

Thus, Aiwass, shielding himself, slamd into Caligula, who was left with nothing but a torso and head!

Caligula had no choice but to turn his attention to Aiwass.

The laser, blocked by Aiwass using the “Shield of the Eye,” surged forward fiercely.

And at that mont, Caligula was forced to stop the laser.

He opened his mouth and unleashed the most infamous ability of the “Tyrant”—

“—Stop!”

As dark red ripples spread out, the Knights’ movents were gradually frozen, their bodies covered with a layer of red glow, turning into red stone statues.

Even Aiwass’s now-dull yellow armor was covered with a dark blood-red, making his movents stiff.

This is what a “Decree Spell” originally looked like.

A “Decree” is based on laws the opponent has already broken.

And the Tyrant Caligula’s Word Spirits co from the Tyrant’s personal beliefs—arbitrarily changing others’ will and manipulating their actions without any reason!

This is also precisely why the Tyrant is called a “Tyrant”!

To the weak, Word Spirits are an absolute control that cannot be broken.

—Word Spirits from the top-ranked Angel Envoy, once effective, no one could break them in a short ti—even in the Material Realm at the Sixth Power Level, Aiwass must endure the “Tyrant’s” control from Word Spirits!

But at that mont.

“—Nullified.”

Arthur, who had been watching from the sidelines and had not joined the battlefield, suddenly spoke.

With no fluctuation of Path power, yet, the red curtain of light vanished unexpectedly.

“—What!”

Caligula was shocked.

But at that mont, Aiwass, wrapped in a full body of thunder, charged over!

His armor was indestructible, his arms transford into indestructible shields—thus Aiwass, with them, sent them flying far away!

As the distance from their original forms beca sufficiently large, the previously aggressive hounds intent on attacking the controlled Knights began to slow down.

This also led to small flaws appearing in them.

Lancelot seized the mont, roaring as he brought his sword down, decapitating one of the hounds!

anwhile, Gavin, holding a sun-like dazzling giant sword, loudly chanted the Na of Candle Master.

Two young Knights beside him, wearing the dawn and dusk radiance of the Papal Guard, echoed him, letting the light flow from them into Gavin, rendering him increasingly radiant.

rlin didn’t even bother to wipe the blood that had dripped into his mouth.

The runes on him multiplied quickly, he muttered quickly, and more runes erged continuously on the ground and in the air.

The shattered barrier began to restore at a visible speed, with new runes starting to form on the ground.

A golden shadow embedded itself onto Gavin, enabling him to confront the Winged Sword directly!

And just then, Aiwass, from afar, once again charged back enveloped in lightning!

So far, each of Aiwass’s charges had either shattered sothing, severely damaged sothing, or torn apart the enemy’s formation…

—This was Aiwass’s fourth charge!

The Lance in his hand, unbeknownst to when, had changed shape.

It was now a Long Halberd, radiant with the brilliance of thunder—

rlin could instantly tell; it was the inherent weapon of the Penalty Demon!

Aiwass, wrapped in a body of lightning, bent back from the distance like a bolt of lightning.

—Piercing the most troubleso Ursa Major-like giant hound with one thrust!