Chapter 432: Chapter 357: Fierce Battle with the Ice Demon Chapter 432: Chapter 357: Fierce Battle with the Ice Demon The result was a bit better than he had expected. There was a clear dent in the hard carapace resembling that of an ice demon, and blue-green blood slowly seeped from the wound, indicating that it was indeed injured. However, its arm still seemed to be functioning normally; Lancelot had just jumped away when the tip of the spear stabbed into the ground where he had been standing, showing no loss of combat ability from the previous attack.

Out of the corner of his eye, Lancelot saw the Dwarf flanking from the side–an already highly proficient coordination between the two. At the same time, he felt a familiar surge of magical power entering his body, courtesy of Kalalin’s Haste Spell enabling him to move and attack at a higher speed.

The giant insect demon’s evil compound eyes fixedly stared at Lancelot, its pincer-like fangs constantly opening and closing, producing an irritating clashing noise. The demon was also assessing the strength of its opponent; the strange Sword Aura had caused more surprises than harm, forcing it to devise a suitable response strategy.

While the demon was still thinking, Lancelot had already made his decision. He rested the Great Sword on his shoulder, approaching the large beetle with steady steps. Confident from the success of his previous attack and assured that he could cause injury, Lancelot was unafraid to engage the enemy in close combat.

Faced with the approaching Human Knight, the demon let out a terrifying snarl. As soon as Lancelot entered its striking range, it thrust its long spear fiercely towards the Human Knight’s throat.

The enemy’s stabbing attack was as swift as lightning, but it was completely within Lancelot’s expectations. It was as if springs were installed on his shoulders; the Great Sword rose like a viper and struck earlier than it was released, striking the ice demon’s spear handle and deflecting the direction of the attack.

The Human Knight didn’t retreat this time but aggressively moved forward, slipping through the gap in his opponent’s posture. He didn’t have time to turn the blade around, so he simply smashed the demon’s insect face with the hilt of his sword. The ice demon tried to dodge, but the wound on its shoulder and the sudden burst of speed from Lancelot delayed its reaction.

Glacier was a seven-foot-long Great Sword, weighing an impressive fifty pounds. For balance, a nail-headed hammer-shaped counterweight was attached at the end of the hilt, which itself could be used to strike opponents.

Under Lancelot’s full-powered swing, the sword hilt directly pierced the demon’s bulging compound eye, spewing out a large amount of orange-yellow viscous liquid. Immediately after landing the hit, Lancelot swiftly retreated backwards, just in time to dodge the enemy’s claws flailing wildly in pain.

All that remained of the ice demon’s disgusting insect face was a single eye; the right half of its face was left with just an empty bloody hole. Lancelot pulled down along the hilt with his left hand, and the ice demon’s other eyeball fell to the ground, where his steel boots crushed it into pieces.

The demon let out a scream filled with pain and rage, raising its ice spear to throw at Lancelot, but a grating sound of breaking suddenly erupted, causing its huge body to topple to the side. The thrown weapon lost its accuracy, stabbing into the floor not far from behind Lancelot.

“Oh, this feels absolutely fantastic!”

The Dwarf’s cheerful voice came from behind the demon. While Lancelot was entangled with the enemy, Bruto had already made his way to the enemy’s rear. The ice demon’s lower limbs had two knees, the second joint higher and bent backward protruding outward–the very shape the Dwarf loved the most, which he smashed solidly with his hammer.

Bruto held his hammer aloft with a self-satisfied air, but the next second, he was sent flying like a kicked ball–he had been struck by the Demon’s tail. The power of this sweeping blow was immense, and Lancelot even worried that the Dwarf might have been knocked unconscious, but Bruto almost immediately sprang back to his feet and charged at the Demon once again.

Seeing the Dwarf unharmed, Lancelot’s heart was set at ease. Now that the enemy was weaponless, what better time to strike?

A dazzling light radiated from the blade of the Great Sword as Lancelot also activated the Sword Shadow Split Technique of the Qingyun Sword Art, summoning another Sword Shadow to continuously slash at the Glacier Demon.

The Demon raised its arms, attempting to block with a pair of golden bracers on its wrists. To Lancelot’s surprise, after several rounds of slashing, the bracers were still intact, although the Demon’s arms appeared to be fractured, struggling to withstand any more attacks.

Meanwhile, Bruto was exchanging blows with the lower half of the enemy. The carapace-covered tail was dented all over, but Bruto’s desire to strike another knee was temporarily unfulfilled. Truth be told, the tail, thicker than a Dwarf’s waist, twitched involuntarily from pain, but Bruto was determined to best it.

Lancelot felt it was almost time, and he suddenly changed the move in his hand. The summoned Sword Shadow continued to cleave downward, while the actual Great Sword traced a contrary arc, delivering a sinister Upper Slash through a gap in the opponent’s defense.

The tip of the sword struck the Glacier Demon’s chest, unable to damage the hard carapace, but slid up, all the way to the Demon’s protruding head. The Glacier Demon’s lower jaw lacked carapace protection; the Sword Blade cut into its pincer-like fangs, then cleaved upwards, cleanly splitting the insect-like head in two.

Without time to confirm his victory, Lancelot repositioned his sword for a Horizontal Slash, completely sending the now rigid body of the Glacier Demon flying into an ice wall behind it with a heavy crash.

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Blue liquid flowed from the Demon’s bisected head, splattering onto the ice wall. This liquid emitted a peculiar magical energy, causing the impacted ice to melt swiftly, forming a large hole in moments.

In the next instant, Tijana’s figure burst through the gap in the ice wall. The Succubus Lord looked incredibly wretched, her originally smooth black hair clumped together with congealed blood, her wide bat wings riddled with holes, and her body bore several severe through-and-through wounds, looking no better than Elothysia under torture.

The difference, however, lay in the fact that though equally disheveled, Tijana’s face bore a victorious smile. Her eyes sparkled with golden light, and a surge of life energy materialized out of nowhere, healing her wounds; then, with a simple gesture, a full suit of armor appeared on the Succubus Lord.

“You all did very well!” Tijana reached into her Dimensional Bag and pulled out a Whip radiating a strong holy aura, “Leave the rest to me!”

Lancelot stepped back, yielding the stage to the furious Succubus. He recognized that Whip–it was the ‘Abyss Whiplasher’ he and Bruto’s father had crafted, and now Tijana was holding this weapon blessed by Moradin, seemingly unharmed!