The chain spear darted through the air like a venomous serpent.
With a single sweep, it sliced through multiple bodies.
The sharp spearhead, forged from Radiant Gold, effortlessly pierced through leather garments and iron armor.
In just a few breaths, over a dozen riders fell, their lives harvested as easily as cutting grass.
"What a formidable weapon!"
Roy himself marveled at its efficiency.
At that moment, a centaur noticed with astonishment that the spearhead and the front few meters of the chain had turned crimson.
"An Enchanted Item!"
"No, that's a Wizardry Artifact..."
"Dark magic..."
Exclamations of varying recognition erupted, causing a stir among the crowd.
Roy effortlessly pierced through the military formation, bypassing the flesh-and-blood barricade, and charged straight toward Marcel.
...
"My lord, look!"
On the city wall, the anxious lord secretly observed the battlefield.
Suddenly, an official beside him grabbed his shoulder and shook it, pointing to a spot where a fierce clash was taking place.
"What... what is that?"
"Is someone breaking through the formation?"
The lord snapped out of his daze, his face lighting up with joy, his eyes clearing.
"A telescope, quickly, bring me a telescope!"
Soon, a guard handed him a finely crafted monocular telescope for him to observe.
"It's Lord Roy!"
The lord's face brightened.
"Wonderful, it's Lord Roy! We're saved!"
The other nobles and officials in the city also erupted in thunderous cheers.
Their anxious hearts finally settled.
...
"What's going on? The battering ram is about to reach the city wall, why hasn't the trouble over there been dealt with?"
In the midst of the formation, Marcel vaguely sensed trouble.
His voice, emanating from behind his face guard, carried an air of authority.
Two centurions stepped forward.
"We'll go and see."
Under the commander's banner, two elite units silently split off and headed toward Roy.
But soon, they were shocked to discover that Roy had already charged toward them.
Seeing the figure clad in silver armor, exuding an eerie beauty, the two centurions felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.
"That's no apprentice!"
"Could it be... a Wizard!"
...
"The final stretch! Charge through here, and we can take down their leader!"
Roy rode Atedia, a smile appearing on his face beneath the diamond-shaped face guard.
"Atedia, charge!"
Atedia responded by raising her hooves and launching into another charge.
Roy transformed the chain spear into its rigid pole form, raising it forward with unwavering determination.
Near the commander's banner, armored soldiers had already formed a defensive line, wielding large shields forged from fine steel.
But it was all in vain.
In fact, the surging currents only hastened their demise.
"The Thunder Demon Eye, channeled through the Star Iron chain, is even more devastating than the 'Lightning Beam'!"
Only now did Roy realize, with a start, that he might have been misled by the Fishman Lord.
Perhaps the 'Lightning Beam' wasn't the most suitable method of conduction, and he had blindly followed the same approach.
But now, with the chain spear, the lethality had to be at least between 10 to 40 degrees!
This was the true power of electrical conduction!
Through the battle, Roy gradually familiarized himself with his newfound strength, refining the "connection" his mentor had emphasized.
"It seems this is the true performance of the 'Animation Art' combined with the equipment in my hands."
Suddenly, he caught sight of two armored centaur leaders hiding behind the wall of bodies.
With a flick of his wrist, he sent the anchor chain flying like a butcher's hook, piercing into the flesh of one of them.
The centaur grunted in pain.
In the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.
The Blackening Potion had silently been injected, corroding a large portion of his chest along with the wound.
The enemy died instantly!
"Excellent, the effect is just as expected!"
While Roy still had the leisure to ponder and summarize his experience, the morale of the Bloodhoof Tribe soldiers had plummeted, almost to the point of collapse.
"Monster..."
"Demon..."
They couldn't kill him, nor could they stop him.
He was simply on a completely different level.
Roy hadn't even used the 'Black Mist Spell' concocted with the Blackening Potion or the methods of the Orchard Curse.
Mostly, he was testing the newly forged Star Iron Chain Spear, cutting through them like grass.
Even the most isolated and ignorant centaurs could sense that something was wrong this time.
"He's not an apprentice..."
"He's a full-fledged Wizard!"
Finally, Marcel turned his head.
"Beat the drums, sound the horns!"
"Black Knights! Kill him!"
At his command, two squads of ten Soul Binding Demon Armor Black Knights appeared.
They were similar to the Black Knights Roy had seen before, but their mist was even denser.
They were all at the level of Grand Knights!
A chilling cold spread as dangerous crimson light flickered, appearing in their eyes, noses, and mouths.
The power of demons...
Was beginning to reveal itself on this battlefield.
"Soul Binding Demon Armor again!
Are these centaur natives truly ignorant, or do they know the consequences and still do this?"
Roy's expression turned grave.
These Black Knights were created using the "Soul Binding Demon Armor," a demonic soldier type driven by the torment of pain.
Even Wizards found them cruel...
Their chaotic evil nature was evident.
He didn't dare to be careless, channeling his Source of Magic, stirring his mana, and chanting incantations.
"..."
The Wizardry Energy of the Star Iron Chain Spear was replenished, and under his mental control, it transformed into a serpentine, flexible form.
"Clang!"
The chain extended, swiftly piercing through the chest of one of the Black Knights.
The metal armor couldn't withstand the piercing of the Radiant Gold spearhead, instantly creating a hole.
Lightning struck!
The Black Knight fell with a thud.
"Hmm?"
Behind his face guard, Roy showed a hint of surprise.
"It's much easier than expected?"
This was the advantage of powerful weaponry.
With the same strength and the same combat method, he effortlessly took down the enemy.
It was also thanks to the lightning enchantment.
Against these Black Knights, fire damage was clearly useless, as they were filled with scorching magma reeking of sulfur.
Seeing this, Marcel and the other centaurs were greatly shocked.
"How is this possible?"
"Even a Wizard, using spell attacks, wouldn't find it so easy to kill a Black Knight!"
"Their armor has some magic resistance, and the souls bound inside aren't afraid of physical damage!"
"Why did just one stab..."
They were horrified as they turned their gaze to the weapon in Roy's hand. As Roy drew closer, they finally understood the state of the lightning swirling around it.
But by then, Roy had already spurred Atedia into action, taking advantage of the chaos to launch a fatal strike at Marcel beneath the commander's banner.
The iron chain extended, striking like lightning.
In an instant, Marcel's body was pierced, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
(End of Chapter)