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

Sodrion was surprised by Lorne's strength, that he was able to forcefully shake the Death Knight with sheer force.

Ultimately, it's a good thing, buying it time to sever ties with the undead creatures and end this farce caused by a mistake.

Lorne is facing off against the Death Knight, and the situation is not optimistic.

He had already used his strongest attack at this stage, but his opponent seemed to be completely unharmed.

It's incredible that Leodan could withstand two moves from it.

A sharp, squeezing sensation shot through his heart, and Lorne once again channeled the power of the Triple Strike.

Without the bonus from the [Boiling Blood] state, with only 7 points in constitution, using the Triple Force is not so easy.

They weren't that agile either, not just in terms of speed, but also in terms of movement.

The flame in the Death Knight's eyes flickered, as if he had become somewhat interested.

It gently raised its hand, and a black vortex surged up from the floor.

A skeletal hand reached out.

more and more.

A series of white skeletons rose up in an extremely bizarre posture.

Lorne wouldn't be foolish enough to wait for it to summon all its minions.

The moment the black vortex surged, he gathered the power of the three layers into his right arm and threw a swift punch.

Lorne has not mastered any boxing techniques; his forte is hand-to-hand combat.

However, given the opponent's size and unpredictable methods, close combat would be suicide.

The only option is to charge up your punches and throw them one after another, constantly wearing down your opponent.

"Clang—" The Death Knight used the blade of his rune sword to block Lorne's straight punch.

A chill crept up my arms, as if the blood in my body had frozen briefly.

With a gentle flick, Lorne was sent flying by the aftershock.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two, not to mention that the Death Knight also possesses various necromancy spells.

Lorne steadied himself, but for a moment he felt powerless.

Black Sun Meditation, Breathing Techniques, Triple Force, 'Bright' Rune...

He tried every method he knew, but none of them could harm the Death Knight.

How do we fight this?

Lorne weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

If things don't go well, we'll have no choice but to run away, but we should try our best to take Sodrion and Leodan with us.

After all, he didn't provoke the Death Knight, so there's no reason for him to bear the consequences.

The reason I came here was not to help Sodrion resolve the unrest in the settlement.

Instead, he wanted to ensure that Sodrion was alive so that he could be teleported out.

It would be incredibly foolish to choose to fight to the death against a powerful enemy.

Even so, Lorne charged at the Death Knight once again.

Let's hold on for as long as we can; what if Soderion manages to solve the problem?

The skeletons summoned by the Death Knight are not a threat, just a nuisance.

Lorne smashed the skeleton to pieces with a series of punches and kicks.

Bones were scattered all over the ground, but soon they all struggled to their feet.

Their regeneration speed is much faster than that of a horde of skeletons!

It must be because of it... Lorne looked uneasily at the figure that remained motionless in place.

Black mist continued to spread.

It seems to be in a state of pleasure?

Damn it... Lorne was sure he could easily crush himself, but he didn't choose to.

Instead, they watch their prey struggle, gradually becoming disappointed and even desperate.

It is enjoying the process of this torment.

Lorne finally couldn't hold back and charged out of the horde of skeletons toward the Death Knight.

It remained standing there playfully, gently raising the tip of its sword.

A familiar move!

This time, it's a translucent, distorted child's figure.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Darkness, cold.

The vengeful spirit opened its twisted mouth, and a faint ripple, visible to the naked eye, swept towards Lorne.

There was no sound, yet it felt as if extreme pain and screams were drilling into my mind.

Lorne went straight to meet him.

This surprised the Death Knight.

The same trick doesn't work on me...

"Get out of my way!" A ball of light suddenly rose from Lorne's palm.

'Bright' rune!

When the light shines on the vengeful spirit, it no longer has a penetrating effect, but rather it's like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The vengeful spirit's body began to smoke.

The chill was quickly dispelled, and the shrieking attack was also interrupted.

Lorne threw a left hook at the Death Knight's helmet.

Muscles trembled, bones and tendons roared.

The first part of the vengeful spirit's shriek attack still affected Lorne, causing problems with his breathing.

"Pfft—" A sharp pain shot through his chest, and Lorne coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Without proper breathing guidance, the force erupts between the internal organs, causing severe internal injuries.

However, this was not without effect.

The Death Knight turned his head forty-five degrees for a moment.

Only for a short while.

It turned its head, and flames blazed in its eyes.

It's angry!

Is it too late to say I was wrong now...? Lorne had a bad feeling and shoved the ball of light into the eye gap of its helmet.

He quickly withdrew his left hand, turned around and ran away.

Undead creatures are extremely sensitive to bright light, although the 'Bright' rune is unlikely to harm the Death Knight.

But it did cause some impact, more or less.

It waved its hands wildly, swinging the rune sword in its hand, and black energy enveloped the ball of light.

The skeletons had fallen apart uncontrollably, their bones sinking into the floor as if they had melted into it.

Seeing that it was much more powerful than a punch, Lorne quickly searched for his torn shirt.

He took out the remaining four 'Bright' runes from his pocket.

After nimbly dodging the Death Knight's chaotic swings, Lorne activated all four 'Bright' runes.

Three brighter orbs of light, and one dimmer orb of light.

Lorne could easily recognize that the dim orb of light was the first rune he had ever created.

He remembered the cracks on the characters very clearly.

The only stock available.

They didn't even care about feeling sorry for each other.

If I can help Soderion buy time and resolve this big problem, I will have accomplished a great feat.

Maybe if Sordion is in a good mood, he'll reward himself with a few bottles of spirit-boosting potions?

Although these rune materials were also provided by it.

Lorne didn't bother with any particular order and stuffed all four orbs of light into the gaps in the Death Knight's helmet.

There were still icy blue flames burning there, which was a bit eerie.

The Death Knight's reaction was no longer as intense as before.

The runic greatsword, carrying a chilling aura, slashed down almost past Lorne's face, crashing into the spot where he had just been standing.

It did not roar, but calmly held the rune sword.

The five orbs of light were instantly enveloped and corroded by dense black energy.

The light was completely swallowed up by the darkness.

The black aura surrounding the Death Knight was as viscous as liquid, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the air, accompanied by the metallic groaning of plate armor scraping against each other.

It was silent, yet more suffocating than any war cry.

Lorne felt his thoughts become incredibly sluggish, and his reactions were as if he was a beat too slow.

Just standing next to it causes me immense pain.

That pain originates from within; it doesn't belong to oneself.

It's more like forcibly implanting other people's painful experiences into one's own mind.

He's gone too far... Lorne is now like a fish on a chopping board, completely at everyone's mercy.

He regretted not running away sooner.

Who knew this guy's strength far exceeded his expectations?

The Death Knight gently grabbed Lorne by the neck and lifted him up.

The chill froze his thoughts and movements; Lorne couldn't even retaliate, his limbs hanging limply at his sides...

Lorne thought he was going to die.

Suddenly, the Death Knight transformed into armor and scattered on the ground.

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