Even the magical weapons they carried cracked, shattered, melted, leaving behind the smell of burning metal.
"Do you think you can escape?" The voice of the magma giant leader sounded like stone striking stone. The magma giant looked up, staring at Lance, who stood atop a large rock, his silhouette splitting the moon.
Lance stood with his back to the moonlight. The night wind rustled the hem of his robe, his hair sticking to his forehead, and cold sweat dripped down his temples. Between Lance's fingers, the magma arrow vibrated gently, a thin smoke creeping up the skin of Lance's hand.
Lance squeezed the arrow gently, considering its hard texture. "What is this made of? A simple arrow, but it seems to contain the fury of a volcano," Lance muttered, his voice almost drowned out by the howling wind.
And poison. As soon as the tip was removed, poison burned through Lance's pores. A burning pain burned through his skin, spreading wildly through his veins. Lance let out a short hiss, his teeth chattering—but a faint glow appeared in his chest. The Horse Talisman beneath Lance's robes vibrated gently, swallowing the poison, extinguishing the heat before it could burn his internal organs.
"If it weren't for this talisman, damn it, I'd be a cinder," Lance muttered, the corner of his mouth quirking up. One eye narrowed at the magma army below.
This army—wild magma creatures with magma spears and bows in their hands—looked far more terrifying than the Hyakki Yagyō that the Painting Ghost had once unleashed. Morgan le Fay's masterpiece. That woman truly deserved the title of the most powerful black mage in history.
Lance's eyes glinted. "Maybe I can catch some... take them home, I'll study them..."
Huh~
Before his mischievous thought could finish, the arrow in his hand hissed. Heat surged, and then—crack!—the arrow exploded into sparks, flying into the night wind, disappearing like a burning firefly.
Lance glared. Down below, the arrows and magma spears that had been stuck in the ground also vanished, turning into sparks, then thin smoke. The magma giants grabbed their bows and spears again—fresh magma seeping into their arms, forming new weapons, ready to fire again.
Lance snorted. "... So slippery. And recyclable? Bastards."
"For the Great Witch Queen! Kill that man! Take back the Wand of Xyggondo!" shouted the magma giant leader, his voice rending the sky. The magma giant jerked the reins in his hands—the magma dragon beneath him roared, its wide wings releasing a torrent of hot embers. The red dragon's breath burned the night clouds.
The dragon's roar exploded into flames. A large chunk of magma flame shot toward Lance, slicing through the air like a demon's tongue.
Lance's figure flickered. Before the flames could engulf the boulder, Lance vanished—as fast as a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, Lance reappeared—now hovering above the magma giant leader's head.
Under the moonlight, Lance's silhouette hunched his shoulders, his cold gaze staring down at the giant below. The sword in Lance's hand was raised, reflecting a pale white light.
A split second later, the blade slashed through the sky—splitting the night, slashing toward the magma giant.
Ding!
The magma giant leader raised his spear, the tip trembling under the pressure. However, the heavy weapon seemed like a mere twig before Lance's might. In a matter of seconds, the magma giant was forced down more than ten meters.
The giant magma man's burning body scraped the air, sending shards of embers everywhere, before his roar—hoarse, ferocious, yet bitter—was almost drowned out by the crashing waves beneath him. The giant magma man was nearly crushed to the ground, with the dragon crotched beneath his crotch. "Damned human, this isn't over yet! The next one is coming!"
Lance replied with a playful laugh, his tone like a rusty knife cutting through the silence. Like a whirlwind dancing wildly, Lance's body spun through the air, carving a sharp arc that seemed to slice through the moon. The Golden Dagger glinted in Lance's grip, swinging from the other direction, slicing through the salty night fog, creating an arc of golden light.
"Ah!!"
The giant magma man stuttered, his spear swinging reflexively, but to no avail. There was a heavy impact—like a sledgehammer striking a pile of steel—and then his colossal body was sent flying. The giant magma man hit the rocks on the shore with a loud bang, rock fragments flying, glowing red from the heat of his burning body.
"Grrooar!" The magma dragon beneath his crotch roared, its voice booming like a burning cannon. Its reptilian eyes were red-hot, its scales cracked, and streaks of magma dripped from between them. It turned its head, its jaws open, a torrent of fire ready to spew forth again.
But before its flames could erupt, Lance turned, his thigh muscles tensing, and his boot slammed into the dragon's head with a heavy kick—the Ox Talisman on Lance's body condensed the force to seem like it weighed a hundred tons. The dragon's bones crackled like broken tiles, and the beast groaned, staggering.
Lance didn't pause. Where Lance leaped, his body shot like a silver bullet, shooting dozens of meters. Behind Lance, the dragons and magma giants roared, spewing magma arrows. A string of red arrows cut through the wind, striking the wet sand, exploding into a giant blaze of fire, as if planting a string of torches along the dark coast.
In the distance, sirens wailed—their voices hoarse, muffled by the salty sea mist, yet sharp enough to cut through the sound of the waves. This small island nation was sparsely populated, but the magma explosions in the dead of night drew the attention of anyone with eyes.
Lance glanced over for a moment. To his eyes, the flickering lights on the shoreline looked like fireflies. He almost opened a rift in the mirror dimension—his fingers trembling, holding back a spatial spell—intent on drawing these monsters in. But a flash of memory held his hand.
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