Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

After a brief moment of thought, Gunnar made a decision, pushed off the cliff face, and used the recoil to fly towards the Death Knight.

How much time would it take to find a conspicuous guy in a horde of bones?

The communication device must be recovered, and the test subject must be safe and sound!

"Whoosh!" Just as Gunnar was about to pass over the Death Knight's head, the heavy rune sword was raised high and slashed down fiercely!

A crescent-shaped shockwave of shadow energy tore through the air, which Gunnar narrowly avoided.

"What's next?" Finding the big man is the ultimate goal. Before that, there's no need to waste too much time with undead creatures, unless we discover a communication device.

One second, two seconds...

While airborne, he received no response from Lorne, and the Death Knight's next wave of attacks followed.

The Death Knight pointed his sword at the enormous figure in the air, black smoke billowing from the limbs of his skeletal horse.

"Tsk..." Gunnar frowned, having no choice but to fall into the horde of skeletons.

"Takashi!"

The ground at the point of impact suddenly shook violently and rose rapidly, with a stone wall rising abruptly.

The power of the Earth Vein Dragon Lizard's bloodline!

Without the need for complicated incantations or any guidance or gestures, the ley line dragon can manipulate the earth and rocks briefly with just a thought, instantly changing the terrain and creating obstacles. This is the ley line affinity talent that the ley line dragon is born with.

The wizard who possesses their bloodline can naturally use the corresponding abilities.

A black line pierced through the stone wall, and the skeletal horse transformed into black smoke, providing the Death Knight with a means of rapid movement. It held its rune sword horizontally, the tip of which was condensed with negative energy, and launched a thrust forward.

The seemingly solid stone wall couldn't hold for even a moment, immediately shattering into pieces of rubble. The thrust went straight in, slicing across Gunnar's right waist.

Even with black scales covering her waist, she was still slashed by the rune sword, leaving a bloody gash. The blood congealed before it could even splatter, and a thin layer of frost covered the shallow wound.

Gunnar cried out in pain and released his grip on Penny's right hand.

"Frosty Arrow Rain!" Penny dared not slacken her efforts, and the instant she gained freedom, she unleashed her spellcasting runes and released her magic.

Dozens of icy arrows materialized and scattered towards the skeletons that had been shaken apart.

Taking advantage of the slight loosening of the pointed tail, Lorne twisted his body and struggled out from the bottom.

In a corner not far away, the battle's fluctuations caused the dense skeletons to scatter slightly, revealing a square orb of light that had been hidden among them.

It was soon covered by a vast expanse of white bones.

"Communication device!" Even though it was only fleeting, Gunnar, with his keen eyesight, quickly caught it.

The square energy core that emitted a faint glow was the communication device that had been accidentally lost earlier, and it was also the tool used to open the outer energy shield of the Wall Manor.

At this moment, he no longer cared about finding the big man or questioning Lorne for not pointing out the way in time; all he could see was the square core submerged by skeletons.

The countless achievements seemed to be beckoning to him.

But with the Death Knight still a problem, I have to deal with him instead.

"There!" Gunnar pointed to the location where the communication device was submerged, instructing Penny and Lorne, "Retrieve the buried communication device!"

The moment the instructions were given, magic poured out, peeling away the negative energy particles from the wound on her right waist.

Bloodline wizards focus more on the rarity and rank of the bloodline they can contain; basically, all the techniques they can use depend on the bloodline they contain.

Unlike ordinary schools, magic power is not so important in cultivation; as long as it is enough to accommodate the bloodline, it is sufficient.

Therefore, they will not spend time cultivating the "characteristics" of magic, not to mention wizards who practice both.

Magic is the power that wizards use to directly influence the real world, while characteristics are roughly equivalent to summaries of which aspect, level, and degree.

Gunnar, who lacks magical properties and has not deeply mastered magic, only uses magic in the simplest way to disperse energy particles.

The black mist dissipating in the air retreated into the distance at an extremely fast speed, as if an invisible hand was driving them away.

As the Skeleton Horse returned to its solid state from its state of black smoke, the lack of energy particles deprived the Death Knight of the raw materials for its thrust attack.

Death Knights have no consciousness, have lost their souls, and therefore have no spiritual sea, and thus no magic power. To use spells, they naturally need energy particles as raw materials.

Once this point is grasped, the undead creature ceases to be a threat; it is merely a slow-moving, brute-force-filled fool.

With the soul fire flickering in the Death Knight's eyes and unable to cast spells, he could only raise his rune sword and send his warhorse into a pure charge.

The skeletal horse galloped forward swiftly, its cold armor propelling it toward the enemy!

The thunderous clatter of hooves echoed through the armor as the Death Knight, like an arrow released from a bow, charged straight at Gunnar with intense killing intent.

"It's nothing but a mindless dead thing..." Gunnar's contempt deepened, and his hands transformed into sharp claws.

The bloodline power of the leyline dragon lizard was briefly activated by magic, and its sharp claws sank heavily into the ground.

The rocks beneath our feet undulated like waves, compressed and reshaped.

Dozens of dense, spear-like rock spikes instantly pierced from the skeletal horse's feet, their sharp rock teeth containing immense kinetic energy, piercing through its skeleton in an instant before shattering upon contact with the Death Knight's rune armor.

Skeleton horse bones flew everywhere, their skeletons completely disintegrating into fragments under the spikes of stone pillars.

The remaining giant rock spikes, as thick as pillars and shaped like fangs, pierced the Death Knight from all directions in a biting motion.

While sealing off any space to dodge, it also firmly pinned the Death Knight in mid-air.

Dozens of rock spikes rose from the ground, crisscrossing the surface of the runic armor—chest, shoulders, arms, thighs...

The Death Knight was still in the action of swinging his sword, but he was fixed in place by the stone spikes, like a statue, unable to move.

After briefly taking control of the cold, armored body, Gunnar did not immediately turn around to retrieve the communication device scattered among the horde of skeletons.

Right now, the only threat to him on the field is the Death Knight, whose movements are restricted. Out of caution, Gunnar's feet are deeply embedded in the ground.

After aiming at the cold, armored carapace in the air, a light shone from its throat, which was covered in black scales.

Fire-attribute energy particles in the air were scarce, and the entire condensation process took a very long time, making it impossible to unleash the full power of the blazing breath.

Gunnar had no choice but to roar out before the light reached its critical point of release.

A beam of fire traveled a short distance before striking the death knight, who was pinned in mid-air...