Chapter 756 - 686: The Devotee
"You sound like a true commander of Demons right now," Alamir said somewhat speechlessly as he looked around the ring of flames surrounding them, "Seriously, I’ve always thought there was something wrong with your obsession with the Fireball Technique..."
Despite the jesting, the Scholar’s fire truly had an excellent effect. They were in an open area among the woods, so there was no need to worry about the flames spreading toward them, and the firelight not only scattered the shadows but also left the Undead hounds with nowhere to hide. Moreover, it dissuaded those creatures accustomed to the dark from turning back and escaping into the sea of fire, driving them all into a panic.
Seeing that the enemy was fully revealed, Lancelot let out a roar like an enraged lion and charged fiercely into the crowd of enemies. Three hand-and-a-half swords, two feints and one real, spun around him in a whirl, while his opponents shattered like pottery upon impact. Utilizing the Human Knight’s astounding momentum, his allies also erupted into action, cooperating seamlessly. It took less than a minute to slay the remaining twenty or so shadow hounds.
In the end, Kalalin summoned a ghostly hand that glowed faintly and gathered all the chunks of corpses together, then threw another fireball to ignite the still twitching chunks of flesh.
"Speaking of which, have you guys noticed?" Bruto shifted his gaze away from the pile of fire, "Apart from Lancelot, it seems like little Isha scored the highest..."
"Eh? Really?" The young girl, who had been staring blankly at the flames, was startled, "Me?"
"I noticed it too," Alamir nodded affirmatively, "For Bruto and me to take down an enemy, we would have to smash them to pieces completely, whereas you just have to inflict a generally lethal wound, and the enemy would lie there motionless. Weren’t there several nearly intact bodies just now? All those were your doing..."
"Is that so..." Little Isha scratched her head, her face suddenly revealing a look of realization, "I get it! It must be because of the King of the Dead’s judgment on me, right? ’Any creature killed by her shall not be transformed into Undead by any means.’ That’s what the King of the Dead said, didn’t he? Does it mean that the corpses of any creatures killed by me would be immune to the control of undead energy? So that’s why we had that situation just now?"