When Klein lowered his head again, he could no longer see the strange candle in his hand that was wrapped in human skin. However, a faint and slightly sweet fragrance lingered in his nose.
Ignoring Bishop Utravsky, who was lying in a pool of blood, he took out a matchbox and lit one.
As the spark lit up, the blood on the ground quickly disappeared, and the messy cathedral hall became neat and tidy again.
The giant-like Utravsky slowly got up, looked down at Klein, and said with a warped face,
With a warped face, he said, "It's actually ineffective …"
"It's no wonder you dared to accept this commission."
"However, it's your misfortune. I didn't want to kill you."
As he spoke, the candles on both sides of the cathedral began to flicker. The entire hall suddenly brightened, but it was gentle and not blazing, like the first rays of dawn shining in at the end of the night.
The invisible spirit was rapidly disappearing. Klein didn't waste any time. He threw the match away, puffed up his cheeks, and simulated a sound.
Bang!
An invisible Air Bullet shot out and struck Bishop Utravsky in the chest, producing a clear reverberating sound. However, at some point in time, the "giant" bishop had already put on a set of silver-white armor that covered his entire body. He had gauntlets, a breastplate, a crown, and a helmet, and so on.
At this moment, the silver-white "metal" on his chest was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, but it didn't completely shatter. In fact, it was even slowly recovering.
"Peng! Peng!"
Klein continuously made sounds, creating two Air Bullets that were connected end to end, allowing them to continue flying towards the enemy's chest in an attempt to completely destroy the defense there!
However, he saw a heavy and wide sword in Bishop Utravsky's hand. It seemed to be condensed from light, and he used it to deftly block the two Air Bullets. The clanging sounds were indistinguishable, almost as if they were one.
Clang!
Utravsky took a single step forward, causing the cathedral to shake. At the same time, his two-handed sword slashed down at Klein, as though it was about to shatter a building.
Before the sword arrived, the strong wind it brought nearly made Klein lose his balance.
Terrifying power! As this thought flashed through his mind, Klein had already leapt to the side in a practiced manner. He bent his waist and curled his body, preparing to roll on the ground.
Bang!
Utravsky's two-handed sword slashed down on the ground, shattering the stone slabs and causing cracks to spread in all directions.
Whoosh! He dragged the giant sword and rubbed it against the ground. He changed from a vertical slash to a horizontal sweep, creating a trail of sparks.
This move was prepared for opponents who loved to roll!
Just as Klein was about to land on the ground, the image of him being hit by a two-handed sword instantly appeared in his mind. He hurriedly swung his arm and stretched out his palm. With a light press, he leaped into the air again.
Whoosh! The strong wind blew away the dust on the ground, and the terrifying giant sword flattened the nearby chairs.
Before Klein could counterattack, the "Giant" bishop's attack arrived without any pause.
One slash, two slashes, three slashes … Five slashes, six slashes, seven slashes … Utravsky seemed to have an abundance of stamina. He didn't stop, and the storm-like attacks lasted for dozens of seconds.
Vertical slash, diagonal slash, horizontal sweep, straight stab, smack — he used the simplest swordsmanship to demonstrate what was the most effective and reasonable, and the two-handed sword's damage range reached a terrifying level.
Klein jumped, rolled, and ran from time to time, but he didn't find an opportunity to use his abilities. He appeared to be in a sorry state and in imminent danger. If he hadn't thrown matches in different corners of the cathedral ahead of time, and there were still some candles on both sides that hadn't been extinguished, allowing him to "Blink," he would probably have been slain by his opponent.
As expected of a Beyonder job that's famous for being good at combat … There's no mistake, no weakness … Klein didn't panic because of this. As he rolled and dodged, he kept looking for the enemy's flaws, waiting for the other party's attacks to slow down.
Finally, he discovered a problem with Utravsky's swordsmanship.
It was that the two-handed sword was too long and too large, and there was an obvious flaw in melee combat!
As this thought flashed through his mind, Klein took advantage of the opportunity when the giant sword slashed down vertically to roll to the left. Then, with a push of his palm, he quickly rolled towards the space between Utravsky's legs.
As a "half-giant" who was more than 2.2 meters tall, Utravsky was only standing normally. His legs were spread apart, and his silver-white crotch was clearly visible.
Just as he rolled there, Klein's left hand had already reached into his pocket, wanting to take out a long piece of paper and turn it into a hard and sharp cane. He would then insert it into the gap on the side of the enemy's crotch, into the body of the "giant" bishop!
This would be a fatal blow!
But at this moment, his heart skipped a beat. In his mind, a scene of the giant sword stabbing down appeared, and endless light burst forth, forming a terrifying storm that engulfed him appeared.
A trap! Utravsky's trap! Without any hesitation, Klein pressed down with his right hand and leaped forward, passing through the gap between the "giant" bishop's legs and jumping behind him.
Just as he did this, Utravsky had already gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, bent his back, and stabbed the giant sword straight into the stone slab in front of him.
With a cracking sound, spots of light that resembled the first rays of dawn surged out from the sword, turning into a hurricane that swept through the surroundings.
Silently, the stone slab where Klein had been disappeared, and the soil beneath it thinned by nearly ten centimeters. The silver-white armor on Utravsky's legs and crotch was also damaged, shattering inch by inch, revealing his skin.
His trap was to exchange his own injury for the enemy's destruction.
At this moment, Klein, who had leaped behind Bishop Utravsky, finally found an opportunity to counterattack. He forcefully twisted his body in midair, puffed up his cheeks, and simulated a gunshot at the back of the enemy's head.
Bang!
Bang!
Two Air Bullets hit the back of Utravsky's head, first shattering the silver-white metal in that area, then shattering it into pieces, exposing an unprotected area.
Just as Klein was about to deliver a fatal blow, Utravsky suddenly straightened his body, turned his waist, and violently swept his two-handed greatsword behind him.
It was so fast and the attack so ferocious that it seemed impossible for Klein to dodge. However, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and placed it in front of him in time.
Clang!
The collision between the greatsword and the paper produced the sound of metal being struck. The crisp, deafening echo filled the entire cathedral.
Klein was sent flying like a tennis ball, and the paper in his hand was torn apart, leaving only a tiny bit between his fingers.
In midair, he immediately faced Utravsky's violent and swift pursuit. The situation was precarious.
However, he didn't panic at all. All he did was shake his wrist.
The piece of paper ignited, and the flames rapidly expanded, completely enveloping Klein.
Whoosh! The greatsword sliced through the flames, but it didn't cause any damage. It only created a few sparks.
At a candle on the right side of the cathedral, the dim yellow flames spread, outlining a figure with oil paint on his face.
Klein reappeared and took out another long piece of paper from his pocket.
Pa!
With a flick of his wrist, the paper turned into a tough whip, and the surface of the whip was burning with scarlet flames.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
From afar, Klein lashed at the "giant" bishop with the whip.
However, his weapon was quickly torn apart by the two-handed greatsword that was covered in light.
And this was Klein's goal!
Pa! Pa! Pa! He snapped his fingers, causing beams of fire to rise from the ground one after another to stop Utravsky and burn his unarmored legs.
The recovery of the Dawn Armor was rather slow!
As the flames flickered, Utravsky's legs were charred black, and scarlet red was flowing up.
However, this didn't affect the "giant" bishop's agility. He suddenly let out a low roar, and like a steam train that had finally accelerated to its highest point, he smashed through the layers of flames quickly, heavily, and fiercely, and rushed in front of Klein.
This speed was unbelievably fast!
Right on the heels of that, Utravsky's two-handed greatsword cracked, turning into spots of light that swept in all directions.
Almost instantly, Klein fell into a situation of certain death.
The few matches that were stored on his body were ignited, and a strong flame completely enveloped him.
However, this wasn't as fast as the Storm of Light. Just as the scarlet appeared, it was immediately engulfed!
Klein's body was torn apart, disappearing inch by inch. However, they lost their thickness and turned into shredded paper.
Behind Utravsky, a scarlet flame rose up, and Klein walked out.
He took out a matchbox from his other pocket and threw it at the enemy, as if he wanted to ignite all the remaining matches at once and create a certain degree of explosion through the confinement of the narrow space.
And the matchbox was aimed at Utravsky's unprotected lower body!
Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
At the same time, Bishop Utravsky jumped up, bent his knees, and retracted his legs.
Pa!
What accompanied the snap of his fingers was the unchanging matchbox. With a loud bang, an Air Bullet accurately tore open the back of Bishop Utravsky's unprotected head. It was a fatal object that had been prepared long ago!
His skull cracked open, and blood and white spots splattered out. Utravsky turned his head with great difficulty and said in a daze,
"You …"
Thud. The matchbox fell onto the potholed ground that had been created by the Storm of Light, but it still wasn't ignited.
Klein smiled.
"I never said that snapping my fingers can only be used to control flames, not to launch Air Bullets."
"Look."
Pa! Pa! Pa!
He snapped his fingers repeatedly, causing one Air Bullet after another to hit Utravsky's head, shattering his helmet and breaking his skull.
Plop!
Utravsky lost his breath and fell heavily to the ground, causing the cathedral hall to shake slightly.
Pa!
Klein turned around and snapped his fingers again.
The box of matches on the ground exploded, turning into scarlet flames that buried Utravsky's huge corpse.
Klein didn't sense the existence of the strange candle. He relied on his lucidity and rationality to forcefully walk out of the deepest part of his mind.
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