ushernet Chapter 127 - 127 - 121 Struggling to Support
Chapter 127 - 127 - 121 Struggling to Support
Chapter 127 – 121 Struggling to Support
Lancelot took the initiative, turning to face the enemy and delivering an upper slash with his longsword—a signature opening move of his Triple Strike.
As if the succubus had eyes in the back of her head, her longsword swept low from behind to parry Lancelot’s weapon and, with a half-turn, she was precisely positioned to catch Lancelot’s following horizontal slash.
The Human Knight’s longsword retracted like lightning, thrusting out the final move of the Triple Strike straight at the enemy’s face.
A sneer appeared on the succubus’s face as if she had anticipated the thrust. The moment Lancelot’s hand began to lift, she started to duck, her longsword aiming for Lancelot’s forward-stepping right foot.
However, unexpectedly for the succubus, Lancelot’s thrust was a feint. His figure suddenly flickered and he leaped into the air, spinning rapidly and unleashing a powerful sword strike at the succubus’s nape!
“Well done!”
The succubus let out a fierce shout as her wings flapped backward, making her fall forward as if pushed. Her right hand’s longsword, swift as a serpent, recoiled to her back in a flash to block Lancelot’s thunderous strike.
With her left hand pressing against the ground, the succubus spun around like a top, swiftly realigning herself. Like a cobra coiled on the ground, she thrust upwards. Had Lancelot been reckless enough to pursue his attack, the sword would have pierced straight through the Human Knight.@@@@
But after his fastest and strongest strike failed to hit, Lancelot naturally didn’t dare to pursue further. He used the recoil from the clashing swords to create distance, lightly touching the succubus’s sword tip with his weapon as he landed solidly at a standoff distance where neither could continue their assault.
“Not bad,” the succubus teased with a fancy flourish of her longsword, licking her fingers with her tongue, “That move just now was brilliant, I haven’t had such a thrilling fight in a long while, and you’re making me almost reluctant to kill you.”
Lancelot focused on calming his irregular breathing, steadying the surging True Qi within him.
Despite his readiness for difficulty, the succubus’s strength still exceeded his expectations. In terms of reaction speed and agility, the previously defeated Spiritual Cultivator was superior, but the succubus’s swordsmanship had reached a level of near-perfection, making her a far more lethal enemy than the Spiritual Cultivator.
“Hey, boss, you alright? Anything I can help with?”
The voice of Eckmond suddenly rose from the depths of his heart. Lancelot then realized the fellow hadn’t left; he’d been lying on the ground all along, right by his feet, pretending to be an ordinary skull.
“How come you... just lie there, don’t move,” Lancelot ordered via telepathy, while the succubus strolled over with an easy gait, speaking as she walked:
“My name is Valtira, a humble servant of Duchess Graecia. Remember my name, for when I kill you, your soul will go to a place awaiting the Divine Envoys. There, there are also envoys from Hell. Speak with them, then give them my name, and they will offer you a generous contract.”
“Thank you, my name is...”
“That’s not important, once you’re in Hell, you’ll have a new name,” Lancelot was cut off mid-sentence by the other, “Now, let’s continue, this pleasing dance, how much longer can you keep up with me?”
Valtira charged again, expecting Lancelot to evade with that strange movement technique once more, so she didn’t charge too fiercely, ready to change direction at any moment.
Lancelot’s body leaned slightly to one side, a motion the succubus recognized as his prelude to dodging. She swung her weapon forward swiftly, her mind already plotting the follow-up attack.
Unexpectedly, the human knight didn’t dodge, but swung his longsword with all his might, catching the succubus’s casual strike.
The two longswords clashed tightly, and Lancelot, using the Entangling Sword technique and catching his opponent off guard, managed to block her charge and found themselves at a stalemate.
The outwitted Valtira was infuriated, her hand forcefully adding pressure to her sword, but Lancelot suddenly let go with one hand that was gripping the sword while giving the other hand a light flick. Caught off-guard, the succubus’s weapon was deftly directed toward the ground.
Just then, a skull that had lain on the ground suddenly bounded up, pressing down hard on the succubus’s sword, while Lancelot’s now free left hand shot forward like lightning, already touching the chest of the succubus!