The Ruined Death Knight-Novel

"What!?" The two casters had their mouths open wide from their disbelief.

Both of them were extremely confident in their spell [Magic Missile] and the result that it shown at the first time.

Though one missile wasn't enough to defeat that dark knight.

Surely four would do, is what both of them thought.

But the sudden appearance of the dark knight using magic to summon a damn earth wall into the facility and use it to propel himself to the air was out of their expectations.

And the fact that he has done exactly that made them feel dumbstruck.

Both of the magic casters had different looks on their faces.

The one that hit Danzel had a frown while the other had an enraged expression on his face..

"Ahhh! You damn bastard! Look at the mess you caused! The next one will be aimed at that damn head of your!"

Both casters raised their staff aim towards the airborne Danzel.

But the other who was cautiously observing Danzel eyes widened open.

"Quick!  Cancel and-" As he tried to warn this enraged colleague, a sudden cold battle cry sound in the air.

"Take this!"

The Veren sword glowed with dark green light and the moment he swung it towards the direction of the one caster who threatened him.

Wind with mixed dark green took the shape of a moon and accelerated at the caster.

The man who was about to finish his spell turned pale and this face showed urgency.

He stopped his casting and tried to jump out of the way, only for him to receive a similar fate as the other who met this blade.

"I-Impossible..."

[You received 5000 XP]

"One gone, one remains" Satisfied with the amount XP that this guy gave me, I guided my mana into Veren and preparing to harvest the next XP bag in front of me.

*Bregh

Being over 10 meters high in the air didn't exactly make my fall better, but with my current attribute and the armor absorbing some Kinetic force, I managed to fall with one knee standing.

"-Mana Blade]!

Though the position was awkward, it didn't stop me from releasing the [Gale Mana Blade] upon that caster.

*Fresghhhgh!

Like a shark going after his prey, the air blade dug into the floor and heading towards the last magic caster.

"[Magic Shield]..." In an instant, a blue glow came from outside his chest which formed a though seeing wall made out of mana.

As the shield finished its form, the preying air blade crushed in the wall, creating a loud sound from their clash.

Soon enough, the wall of mana started fading away together with the air blade.

"..." Standing up from my knee, I silently looked at the caster who seemed to prepare his next.

'Though I had fought with that old magic caster goblin and that arsonist Rapha. That guy before me is the first to use some kind of defense magic.' 

Since every time I fired a [Gale Mana Blade] towards someone, it will be a hit or miss, nothing in between.

But now that it was blocked I felt somewhat annoyed by it.

"Mana head my call and aim at my enemy [Magic Missile]!" The caster spread his arms and the manifested mana balls soon accelerated towards my location but to three different angles.

Seeing the incoming missiles coming towards my direction my gaze turned ice cold.

"You deaf? I already told you that those won´t work again." Danzel scoffed at this pure attempt to play around the spell of [Earth Wall].

`I don´t need to use so much mana just for that.´ Digging through my knowledge, the information of the spell came in front of me.

"[Mana Arms]" Finishing my cast, two arms made of mana appeared beside me.

`Go...´ Using a mental command, I guided the hands to fly directly towards the two missiles to my sides.

*Boofm! Boofm!

The mana arms crashed at their target missiles, which led them to realize a big shock wave that destroyed the arms and the missile itself.

"Huh?" The mage who saw him made a confused expression before opening his eyes wide when he realized what just happend.

"I have already figured how your spell works..." Stabbing Veren to the floor, I equipped one of the many other swords from inside the [Ring of Spatial Storage] in my hands and threw that runed weapon directly at the incoming missile in front of me.

*Boofm!

The missile released the shock wave and dissipated while throwing the runed weapon towards near a cage.

The slaves who were watching the battle in both fear and hope freaked from the sword that stapped the floor not so much  far away from them.

With both of the three missiles gone, the magic caster shoulders and hands were shaking abnormally.

"H-How...How can my missiles be defeated by a spell-like [Mana Arms] and a throwing sword..." The man started to mumbled to himself with apparent pride towards his [Magic Missiles].

With my current attributes, I was able to hear these mumbles, although barely.

"As I told you, once you figure the trick, the rest is easy. Those [Magic Missiles] of yours work similarly to a wind bomb, right? Once popped the wind is released, with a total of three of those the spell by itself is pretty dangerous if faced directly with the homing effect on them. But because of that reason alone they are much easier to predict." Danzel said while picking the Veren sword back to his hand.

"W-What do you mean?"  The caster said.

"Isn´t it obvious? Those missiles mindlessly targeted me without giving a care if there is something in front of them or not. Though I don´t know much about magic, in my opinion, it would have been better to control them manually than letting them go and seek their target by themselves. What you do is nothing more than being lazy." Danzel said while looking at him unemotionally.

"Y-You... You! Don´t you dare talk about my magic like that, you poor excuse of a magic caster! Do you know how many days and nights I spent learning this spell! An embarrassment of magic such as you has no right to talk about magic!" With veins starting to show on his forehead, he raised his staff to the air and started casting with a hoarse voice.

A cold aura started to realize out of the caster, and with each second water started to manifest from thin air and slowly gather towards a place and turning to ice.

Looking at this Danzel hesitated no more, and the mana that he had slowly gather into his whole body showed to the outside.

`[Dash]´.

The first step of Danzel already covered four meters and the second followed in short.

The time he used to tell the caster how bad his spell wasn´t wasted, he knew that once he starts rushing towards the caster the next spell will follow.

With that in mind, he wasted time purely to slowly guide his mana around his body not only to get unnoticed, but to also have a get-go right at the start.

Not only that, but the abuse of using the skill [Dash] made him with less than four steps cross the distance that he and the caster have.

`Tch, it started to burn...´ Danzel cursed internally of his mana burning inside of him.

With the caster's entire focus being on his spell, he didn´t notice the two-meter dark knight in front of him.

"-Turn into spikes an-" Before the caster could finish this spell, the long blade pierced his chest.

"Huh?" The intense pain in his chest made him lose focus and stare at the blade in his chest.

The four small ice spears that had formed in the air soon turned into water and fell on both of them.

Drenched in cold water and with a cold blade in his chest, a sudden feeling of vomiting came at him.

"Bgu-"

As he opened his mouth to puke, Danzel grabbed his mouth with his gauntlet.

"Bghuh!" Though Danzel grabbed his mouth, some of the caster's blood still managed to pass through a small opening on his gauntlet.

"You know, my sword was got pretty damaged after stabbing it to my earth wall of before..." Danzel said while a crimson light slowly appeared in the blade.

The caster didn´t understand what this light was nor did he try to understand with him feeling severe nausea, pain, and fear.

"Since you managed to hit me once I decided to make an exception on you though," Danzel said with a chilling tone.

The man didn´t understand what the dark knight meant, but seeing the gauntlet glow in a dark green light his eyes widen up with understanding.

`His guy! The man from before wasn´t dark mana... It was dead mana!´

"Yo-...Ne-gro..mer?"  The man tried to ask but failed miserably.

With both of the runes activating at the same time, the caster felt intense pain beyond what he could take on!

Looking at the man who treated them worse than an animal being in so much pain, the slaves felt thankful towards the dark knight who put this man in such pain.

But shortly their engorgement shouts started to fade as they realized by each second that the caster was turning thinner by the second until he became a mummy with black skin.

Letting the corpse fall in-ground, Danzel turned around and looked towards the slaves behind him.

Looking at the dried-up corpse a feeling of fear came upon them,