Chapter 864: Volume 27, Furious Onslaught - 5: Total War
Glancing at Konti with some surprise, Komer had not expected this fellow to take a liking to the opponent so quickly. The fact that Michelangelo’s difficulty could be discerned showed that there must be something Mr. Konti was relying on. However, Komer did not think that Konti was capable of handling him. Psychic Mages were more difficult to deal with than ordinary Mages, as they targeted your spirit; having deep and refined magic power did not mean you could handle a Psychic Mage. The best way to deal with a Psychic Mage was with Psychic Magic, and only an insider could truly handle this kind of offbeat Mage.
"Mr. Konti, I’m sorry, but I had my eye on Mr. Michelangelo first, and I’m afraid I have to disappoint you. However, I would suggest you choose one of the other three Mages as your opponent, as they are no less formidable than Mr. Michelangelo. And as Mr. Schiller happens to be the temporary custodian of the Religious Court, I believe you will find plenty of ’common ground’ with him." Komer expressed his intentions very tactfully, avoiding offense to the other’s pride while allowing him to happily accept his arrangement.
With a somewhat regretful shrug, Konti finally looked away from Michelangelo, "Since the Dark Lord has his sights set on him, it is his honor. I have no choice but to look elsewhere. I hope that even if I have to be carried back like Solonberg did, it will be better than winning effortlessly without meaning, which is not what I’d like to see."
By now, Vladimir Koff’s Black Iron Spear was clashing with the second Heavenly Knight, and the performance of the Metal Magic Doll caused all three Heavenly Knights to shudder with apprehension. If in battle one became the target of such a being, it would be truly terrifying, especially if the creature took the guise of an assassin, its power would be exponentially greater. Shatima had already resumed his furious and raging fight with the Dwarven Obese Knight, the Fierce Wind howling, the aura whirling, and the four Long Spears entwined, raising a towering wave.
The succession of head-on clashes drew everyone’s attention. With the Metal Magic Doll coming in to assist, especially with its irregular and sudden ambush tactics, all three Mages felt a significant threat. Just because Trajan could dodge the Metal Magic Doll’s full force strike with his extraordinary reflexes, didn’t mean that the other two Heavenly Knights could evade the sneak attacks from a Dark knight and a Dragon warrior, let alone from the Metal Magic Doll. Those shovel-shaped spikes were like hidden weapons of the dark night, ready to explode at any moment, forcing the two Heavenly Knights to divert their focus from Vladimir Koff and Shatima’s strikes.
Trajan was truly angered, even though he was able to calmly face the injury caused by Solonberg’s Frost Fighting Qi strike; however, this asymmetrical tactic made him feel mocked. The Metal Magic Doll was clearly under the control of the Puppet Mage, consciously avoiding a direct confrontation with him, instead attacking his two companions in a guerrilla fashion. Just two ambushes already had his two companions on the back foot, reversing what was once a clear advantage. This was intolerable.
Trajan acknowledged that this Metal Magic Doll was one of the most extraordinary things he had encountered, but didn’t believe it could influence the entire course of the battle. It was just a doll, no matter how cunning, sharp, or seemingly intelligent. Its intelligence could only mimic and follow; it was incapable of innovation or adaptation. If he, a Heavenly Knight, could not deal with this creature, he would be unworthy of the title.
The Knight Spear whipped up cyclones, closely pursuing the flexible Metal Magic Doll like a meteor chasing the moon. The Metal Magic Doll seemed to sense the looming crisis, continuously changing its stance and weaving between the two groups of combatants, while still launching brazen sneak attacks.
Newman closely observed the actions of the Heavenly Knight, noting his angry eyes indicating his urgent intent to eliminate the Metal Magic Doll. The glint at the tip of the Knight Spear had swelled to over four feet long, its flickering light humming, a sign of Light Fighting Qi being pushed to the extreme; any object that came close to its surge of power would be shattered and destroyed.
With the help of the two Dark Mages, Flamengo, and Solka, Newman’s body was filled with an abundance of magic power. The spell had been silently recited in his heart several times, just awaiting the final release word. But the time was not yet ripe; Komer had already warned him never to underestimate these Heavenly Knights: strike to kill in one blow, or bide your time and wait for a better opportunity. This small Magic Array was the only impressive thing Newman could muster, but even with a Magic Scroll, it was hard to sustain the immense mana needed. Fortunately, there were several new allies in this group, and with these Dark Mages who possessed abundant magic power foundations, helping him made everything possible.