The Ruined Death Knight
chapter-220

*Tuck

The moment Danzel's feet touched the ground, to everyone it seemed like time has stopped.

The terrifying sword-wielding necromancer that slaughtered everyone in his path like weed managed to stand at the top amongst the living.

Seconds would have felt like hours if it weren't for the fact that their enemy didn't even give them a second to think.

While using [Swift Movements] on his body, Danzel kicked the ground and dashed towards the male magic caster.

Valdenz who realized the current situation light his eyes with mana, a trait that only 3rd-tier magic casters were capable of to enchant their senses to be capable to keep up with the speed of physically strong enemies.

Though he was capable to see things faster and everything else.

That didn't mean that his body could react to what he was seeing.

Because of it, Valdenz could only stare shocked at the incoming sword-wielding necromancer.

While his staff ignited with dark grey flames, Danzel had already raised his blade and swung it at him diagonally.

Though Valdenz managed to take a step back, he still couldn't avoid the blade of Danzel.

Cutting him to in his shoulder till his hips, a large amount of blood gushed out of the magic caster's body.

"Valdenz!" Sasha yelled as she activated her mana vision too.

Seeing her comrade falling slowly to the ground she instinct wanted to rush towards him and use her light magic on him.

But her rationality did the opposite of it as she watched how the sword-wielding necromancer turned around and ran towards her.

Using every little mental power that she had, she finished her spell just as Danzel reached before her.

Her casting time was extraordinary fast without wasting any of her mana.

The sand shifted and created 3 sand soldiers in front of her to face the necromancer.

Alas, with sand magic considered as ancient in the current present, the people who also learned such magic could potentially be counted by two hands.

The talent of Sasha and the affinity of her spells were top-notch. Sadly, with her mentor dying before being able to pass her whole knowledge to the disciple, the spell itself was too weak to face Danzel.

Swinging his sword at an extremely fast pace, the newly creates sand soldiers break in the mass of sand to the ground.

Essentially saving Sasha a mere 2 seconds.

After her master passed away, she was essentially left with none other choice but to create her spells by herself, with most being immigration or the few spells that she learn from her grandma.

She didn't have any time either to cast another spell before Danzel swung down his sword at her.

'So that's is where I will die?' She thought bitterly.

Dying and turned as one of the immortal undead, forever serving the one who took her life from her. Such fate awaited her.

Without being able to see the city of Sashia flourish.

Not achieving a higher realm of mastery in the path of magic.

And nonetheless, not advancing her relationship with merchant Marco.

Even though she had so much to live for, her life was about to be stolen at any moment.

Though some miracle though, the blade that was about to reach her neck stopped a few edges away from decapitating her.

The swings wind pushed her hair back, leaving her stunned looking at Danzel.

"Huh?" She said in a whisper.

Danzel who stopped his blade before her neck would even frown if he had a face upon hearing Nersan's words.

"Don't kill her."

Having instinctively stopped at Nersan's words, he was similarly confused as Sarah, but for a whole different reason.

'Hey, it can't be...'

As he was thinking of what to do, he noticed small parts of his sword covered in dark grey flames.

As he swiftly remembers something, his [Greater Sense Danger] activates.

"Run Sasha!"

Hearing her name, she reclaimed her sense and acted according to a similar voice.

Covering her feet with sand until her hip, she swiftly moved away from Danzel.

Instead of chasing her though, he dashed to the side.

Doing that he managed to dodge the spray of dark grey flames coming from begins him.

'He can still cast?' Danzel thought as he got far enough so that the dark grey flames won't reach him.

The one responsible for such flame was none other than Valdenz.

Holding his hand on the chest in the area where a huge wound was to be seen, the dark grey flames were continuously burning his clothes.

The spell that he cast was called [ Chaos Embrace] that shot out similar dark grey flames like a flamethrower, the downside being that its range and concentrated power were much less than the [Chaos Core].

Lowering his staff, the shooting-out flames stopped.

Looking at the sword-wielding necromancer with a pale face, he turned his head toward Sasha.

"Sasha...take everyone inside and close the gates. I will be facing him."

Hearing his intention Danzel guided his mana into his sword and looked at the villagers.

"I won't let you!" Valdenz yelled, looking through Danzel's intentions.

Pointing his staff in Danzel's direction a small ball of dark grey flames was shot out of his staff.

"..." Changing the direction where he was looking towards the dark grey ball of fire coming at him, Danzel swung his sword in the air towards the same direction where the flames were coming from.

*Fsheeeen!

With the dark green wind blade traveling towards the ball of flames, they soon collided.

*Wruagh!

The ball of dark grey flames exploded and vanished in less than a second upon hitting the wind blade, unfortunately, the wind blade was also destroyed by that.

`That small flame is enough to destroy my wind blade...´ Danzel thought to himself.

Their casting time one the [Gale Mana Blade] and Valdenz's small dark grey fireball was around the same but Valdenz's spell was much faster and more powerful compared to Danzel.

Which showed the powers of a magic caster and their spells.

For Danzel whose attributes were focused more in close combat, a magic caster was most of the time the pure opposite.

*Crack.

Hearing a small cracking sound, Danzel stared at his sword, slowly falling apart until it became totally useless from the black grey flames.

`Such powerful flames...´ Danzel thought internally as he let go of the hilt of the sword.

*Tick.

"Nersan..." Danzel said with a cold tone as he opened his hand.

"..." Nersan´rah crystal lighten up in dark golden light.

Not short after, the sand that was used for the sand soldiers shot up through the air and started gathering themself above Danzel's hand.

And similar to how the huge voulge was created, the sand started to get compressed and slowly turned into metal until it became a longsword.

Witnessing such a sight more closely, Valdenz eyes looked at the crystal that Danzel was holding with a frown.

"An Ancient Relic..."

"Wrong."

Swinging the new sword in front of him to test how it was, he looked towards the magic caster.

"Though ancient...this is no mere relic." Danzel said with a cold tone.

Guiding his mana around his body, Danzel's ethereal dark green eyes lit up for a moment as killing intent was being spread around.

"I thought you wouldn´t be able to put up a fight with such a serious wound. But it seems that those flames in your chest protected you."

Stapping forward, Danzel said with a sinister tone.

"This time though I will make sure of it, your death has already been decided."

Dashing forward, Valdenz imminently went to work and prepare his spell.

"Darkness deep hiding within truth, come out an-" As Valdenz was casting his spell though, he suddenly felt an immense pain going through his chest.

Spouting blood from his mouth, he looked down only to see how a dark green glowing blade was driven through his chest and heart.

"H-How..."

Reaching his hand, he grabbed the blade as if he was questing if it was real or not.

But the moment he did and felt the cold edge of iron, he was stunned.

Without know-how though, the blade disappeared before his sight.

And soon a new blade was pierced in his heart, a blade much colder than before.

"Ahh..." Looking ahead of himself, he found the necromancer pushing his blade deeper into his chest.

"Gaah!" Spouting a mouth full of blood he felt an overwhelming weakness upon his body.

"Fall and become one us." Danzel said as he draw his blade out of the magic caster.

[...]

Ignoring the message, Danzel swiftly turned around and chased after the others.

The moment he turned around though he saw through the distance a gate closing.

"Those guys!"

Running at top speed he looked towards how the gate was closing.

"Dammit!" Heading his mana on his blade, he raised it and set out a wind blade.

And as about the wind blade was about to hit, the gate closed.

*Buuaah!