Volume 1: Stranger in a Strange Land Chapter 33: Bloodline of the Judgment Seat

Cass dodged the first wave of attacks at the cost of three wounds on his body.

Years of combat experience allowed him to avoid injuries to vital parts of his body. Although the three deep wounds were bleeding profusely, they would not affect his combat effectiveness in the short term.

He quickly distanced himself from the skeletons.

Although the narrow terrain of the tunnel prevented him from fully utilizing the advantage of the giant sword in his hand, it also meant that he would not have to face more than two enemies at a time.

Although those skeletons covered in mist looked strange, they were no match for him. Kas suspected that even if he didn't swing it hard, the weight of this black iron giant sword alone would be enough to smash them to pieces.

The trouble is that after they are broken up, they will regroup after a short while and continue to attack him relentlessly.

Rather, it was because of the fragile and unstable connection between their bones that the power of his attacks was easily dissipated, as powerless as a punch into smoke.

In this situation, he can only scatter the enemies, but cannot smash them into irreparable bone powder.

If he continued to consume his energy like this, sooner or later his physical strength would be completely drained by these skeletons that could not be killed no matter how hard he tried.

Thinking of this, Cass took a deep breath and looked at the half-human, half-spider monster.

Let’s just ignore those brainless monsters for now and kill the guy who has been watching the show from the side.

Cass assessed the situation.

He just didn't believe that the monster's head could be put back together after it was chopped off.

After visually estimating the width of the passage, Cass swung his sword as hard as he could without flicking his sword. The skeleton standing between him and the spider monster was smashed into pieces.

He went straight past the fragments that were being reassembled and rushed forward to fight with the spider monster.

The chitinous bone blade and the black iron giant sword kept colliding in the dim tunnel, sparks flew, and the sound of "ping bang" was endless. Occasionally, there would be crisp bone cracking sounds and muffled groans.

"clang!"

There was another collision, and Cass, whose breathing was already a little disordered, couldn't help but take a half step back, and the palm of his hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword was also numb from the shock.

However, before he could catch his breath, the two skeletons shrouded in mist behind him reassembled their bodies and attacked him.

The narrow space in the tunnel prevented him from directly slashing the two skeletons in half with his backhanded sword, so he had no choice but to turn around and first used his sword as a shield to block the opponent's attack. Then he raised the giant sword and stabbed forward, stringing the two skeletons together and pushing them against the wall, directly smashing them into a pile of bones on the ground.

However, before he could draw his sword, the mist rolled, and the broken skeletons began to tremble slightly, and under the guidance of some force, they were about to be reassembled together.

"It's never going to end, is it?"

At this moment, Cass, who was attacked from both sides, made up his mind and twisted the hilt of the sword.

There is no lingering power left.

With a slight "click" sound, the mechanism on the hilt engaged, the magic-sealing rune buried in the hilt was activated, and the magic power sealed in it was released.

Scarlet flame runes climbed up the sword body, and the entire black iron sword turned red like a branding iron.

The temperature in the tunnel rose rapidly, and the broken bones on the ground were burned into flying ashes in just a few breaths.

Sixth-level fire spell [Dawn].

When he was in the Blackthorn Mercenary Group, he spent a lot of money to find an enchanter to engrave a trump card into this weapon.

Kas himself is not a magic caster, and now he is wanted. After the magic power in the magic-sealing rune is exhausted, he has no way to recharge it, so now this enchantment can be said to be a trump card that can only be used once.

"Enchantment rune?"

The half-human, half-spider monster looked at the flaming giant sword in Cass's hand, and for the first time, there was a hint of solemnity in his voice.

"But you are not a magic swordsman. How long can you last relying on the magic power of this sword? Two minutes, one minute?"

"That's enough to kill you."

The flames from the giant sword formed a curtain of fire and attacked it.

Even the monster didn't dare to take this powerful attack head-on. The six spider spears on its back pierced directly into the stone wall, and it climbed higher with a "clacking" sound.

However, Cass did not give it a chance to climb up. The flame on the sword turned into a crescent-shaped flying blade as he swung it, directly cutting off the three spider spears on its left half.

With a "click", it slid down the wall for several meters, barely securing its body with the other half of the spider spear, but the distance was enough for Cass to cut it.

Looking at the huge red sword coming towards it, it raised its bone blade to meet it.

This time the chitinous bone blade was cut like butter. Under the horrifying high temperature, a "crackling" sound came from its arthropod-like hands, and an unpleasant burnt smell filled the air.

"Wu Yan, if you don't take action now, we will go back to the Moon Realm together!"

Seeing that Cass was about to chop off his head, the monster suddenly shouted loudly.

With a "puff", Cass felt something piercing his body from the back.

A strange, slippery feeling came from his abdomen. He lowered his head and a hand covered with mist penetrated his stomach.

It was the same mist that covered the skeletons just now...

The taste of rust rose up his throat, Cass thought.

He turned around and saw that the skeletons were scattered on the ground. The mist that had originally shrouded them gathered together and formed a vague human figure behind him.

No wonder they can be reborn infinitely...

That layer of mist is the real body of those monsters, and the skeletons are just puppets controlled by them.

Cass swallowed the rusty taste in his throat. It was too late to turn around. He planned to chop off the head of the monster in front of him while the enchantment effect was still there.

But it was too late. The opponent's stump hit his wrist violently, and his abdomen was severely injured. Cass's hands lost strength and the giant sword fell to the ground with a clang.

As the guidance of the will was lost, the enchanted runes on the sword instantly extinguished, and the black iron giant sword quickly turned cold again.

The hand that pierced him was pulled back, and Cas's knees weakened and he knelt down. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and gasped for breath.

"Do you have to wait until this moment to make your move?"

"Didn't you say you could handle him alone?"

"The information you gave me didn't mention that his weapon also contained a fire spell specifically designed to break demons."

"How would I know if I haven't seen him use it?"

"Forget it...Have you found the two that ran away earlier?"

"I made a mark in that woman's dream and sent my men over just now."

The two voices seemed to come from far away, and Cass, whose consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, had difficulty understanding the meaning of their conversation.

He felt that he couldn't fall down now.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty to the huge sword that fell to the ground, but at this moment, the sword was too heavy for him.

At this moment, something slipped out of his chest pocket.

It was a demon-sealing rune that was flashing with electric light.

"If you ever feel like you need help, just crush it."

He recalled the words of the mysterious magic caster with gray hair and silver eyes.

He reached out and pressed the demon-sealing rune.

However, before he could crush it, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was suddenly heard.

“Whoosh!”

A silver arrow pierced into the spider monster's neck.

Before Cass could react to what was happening, the sounds of several arrows breaking through the air passed by his ears.

Compound eyes, mouthparts, joints, neck, heart...

Each silver arrow accurately pierced the monster's vital parts. It didn't even leave a last word before turning into black salt crystals and began to dissipate.

Cass turned around and saw a tall blonde woman wearing a tricorn hat and light leather armor not far away. She was half-kneeling on the ground, holding up an exquisite crossbow and aiming in this direction.

Seeing that the spider monster had begun to dissipate, the woman turned and shot at the vague human figure made of mist.

But the crossbow arrow only passed through its body and penetrated into the wall behind it, without causing any effective damage to it.

Seeing this, the blonde woman decisively threw away the crossbow, drew out the silver rapier at her waist, and rushed over in long leather boots.

The misty figure also transformed his hands into two sharp daggers and rushed forward.

"what do you……"

The woman ignored the words of the misty figure. She dodged the opponent's attack as gracefully as a swan, and then slashed with a sword. A faint silver light left a trail as the sword passed.

The thin mist that formed the human figure disappeared into thin air as soon as it touched the silver light, just like the morning mist meeting the sunlight.

With just one sword strike, the misty figure disappeared without a trace.

The blonde woman quickly retracted her sword and extended her hand to Cas.

"I'm sorry I'm a little late. It's an honor to meet you."

"Who are you?"

Cas asked hoarsely. He had never seen such a person in his memory.

“It doesn’t matter who I am, it’s who you are that matters.”

The woman's voice was very cold and crisp.

"Identity? Do you mean a mercenary, a wanted criminal, or a dying person?"

Cas forced a laugh.

The woman shook her head, her expression unchanged like a puppet.

"We have been looking for you for a long time, Cas Durant, the last bloodline of Black Seba."

Cas asked with blood in his mouth.