Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 95 The Prepared “Magician”
When Klein looked down again, he could no longer see the strange candle wrapped in something like human skin in his hand, but the faint, slightly sweet scent lingered in his nose.
Ignoring Bishop Utrafsky, who had fallen in a pool of blood, he took out a matchbox and lit one with a brush.
As that single spark lit up, the blood on the ground quickly disappeared, and the messy church hall became neat and tidy again.
The giant-like Utrafsky slowly climbed up and looked down at Klein, his face twisted:
”Surprisingly ineffective ……”
”No wonder you dared to take this commission.”
”But it’s your misfortune, I hadn’t wanted to kill you.”
As he spoke, the glow of one of the candles on either side of the church appeared to visibly waver, and the entire hall steeply brightened, but softly and not blazingly, like the morning sun shining in just as the night was ending.
The unseen spirit was fading fast, and without a word of ado, Klein dropped the match, puffed out his cheeks, and simulated a sound:
”Bang!”
The invisible air projectile shot out and struck Bishop Utravski’s chest with a sharp reverberating sound, but the “giant” bishop had somehow put on a set of silver-white armor that covered his entire body, gauntlets, breastplate, crown helmet, and so on.
At this moment, the silver-white “metal” on his chest had been hit with spiderweb-like cracks, but it wasn’t completely broken, and was even slowly recovering.
”Bang!” “Bang!”
Klein continuously made a sound, creating two air bombs that were connected at the head and tail, making them still run towards the enemy’s chest, trying to rely on the constant strikes to completely break the defense there!
However, he saw that Bishop Utravski had a heavy and broad sword in his hand, as if light had coalesced into a huge sword, and used it to deftly block the two air bombs, and the sound of dang-dang was hard to distinguish between the front and back of the two, and almost fused into one.
Clang!
Utrafsky only stepped forward, stepped on the church seems to shake, at the same time, his two-handed giant sword, from top to bottom, in order to cut down the building-like stance toward Klein.
Before the sword arrived, the strong wind brought up blew so much that Klein almost failed to keep his balance.
Terrifying power! While flashing through such a thought, Klein had already skillfully leapt out to the side and bent over in a ball, preparing himself for a roll on the ground.
Bang!
Utrafsky’s two-handed giant sword struck the ground, shattering the stone slabs and splitting cracks that spread rapidly in all directions.
Stab! He dragged his huge sword, rubbing against the ground, changing his vertical chop into a horizontal sweep, bringing up a trail of sparks.
This move was exactly for opponents who loved to tumble!
Klein was just about to land, but the image of himself being hit by a two-handed giant sword sweep instantly surfaced in his mind, so he was busy flinging his arms and probing his palms, and with a light press, he leapt up in the air again.
Woo-la! The strong wind blew away the dust on the ground, and the terrifying giant sword swept the nearby chairs flat.
Before Klein had a chance to retaliate, the Giant Bishop’s attack came back without pause.
One sword, two swords, three swords …… five swords, six swords, seven swords …… Utravski seems to have abundant to the extreme physical strength, uninterrupted, stormy attacks even maintained for dozens of seconds.
Vertical slash, diagonal slash, horizontal sweep, straight stab, slap, he used the simplest sword art to interpret what is called the most effective, the most reasonable, and the damage range of the two-handed giant sword is even more horrifying.
Klein jumped, rolled, and ran, but did not find the opportunity to use his ability, and appeared to be in a mess, precarious, if not for the fact that he threw matches in different corners of the church in advance, and there are still some candles on both sides of the church, where he could “flash”, he was afraid that he would have already been chopped by the other side of the sword.
Worthy of being known as good at fighting extraordinary professional …… not a little error, no weak place …… Klein did not panic, rolling to escape, always looking for the enemy’s loopholes, waiting for the other side of the attack into the phase of relaxation.
Finally, he discovered a problem with Utravski’s swordplay.
That was that the two-handed giant sword was too long and too big, and had an obvious flaw in close combat!
With a flash of thought, Klein took advantage of the opportunity of the huge sword slashing vertically and first flipped to the left front, then with a brace of his palms, he flew and rolled between Utrafsky’s legs.
As a “half-giant” with a height of more than two meters twenty, Utrafsky only stood in a normal position, and his legs were spread apart, with his silver-white crotch clearly visible.
Just as he rolled there, Klein’s left hand already went into his coat pocket to pull out a long piece of paper, turn it into a hard and sharp cane, and thrust it upwards into the gap on the side of the enemy’s crotch guard, into the body of the “giant” bishop!
It would be a fatal blow!
But at that moment, his heart flinched, and in his mind’s eye he saw the image of the giant sword plunging downward, the infinite light erupting and forming a terrifying storm that engulfed him.
Trap! Utrafsky’s trap! Without hesitation, Klein pressed his right hand and leapt forward, through the gap between the “Giant” Bishop’s legs and onto his back.
Just as he made this move, Utrafsky had already gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, bent his back, and stabbed the huge sword straight up and down into the stone slab in front of him.
In a clicking sound, spot after spot of morning sun-like light surged out from above the sword, turning into a hurricane that swept across the surroundings.
Without a sound, the place where Klein was originally located, the stone slab disappeared, the soil below it thinned by nearly ten centimeters, and the silver-white armor on Utrafsky’s legs and crotch was similarly harmed, shattering inch by inch and exposing his skin.
His trap was to exchange his own injury for the demise of his enemy.
At this time, Klein, who had leapt behind Bishop Utrafsky, finally found a chance to counterattack, forcibly twisting his body in midair, he puffed out his cheeks and simulated a gunshot at the back of his enemy’s head:
”Bang!”
”Bang!”
Two air rounds hit the back of Utravski’s head in quick succession, first cracking the silvery-white metal in that spot, then leaving it in tatters, exposing it as unprotected.
Klein was about to deliver the killing blow when Utrafsky suddenly straightened his body, rotated his waist and back, and furiously swept his giant two-handed sword backward.
The speed was so fast and the attack so fierce that it seemed difficult for Klein to dodge it anymore, but he drew a piece of paper from his coat pocket and blocked it in front of his body in time.
When!
The collision between the giant sword and the paper actually made the sound of metal being heavily struck, the crisp reverberation was deafening and filled the entire church.
Klein was sent flying like a tennis ball, and the paper in his hand was in pieces, with only a little bit left caught between his fingers.
In mid-air, he was immediately confronted with Utrafsky’s furious and swift pursuit without pause, and his situation was precarious.
However, he didn’t panic in the slightest, just shaking his wrist.
The bit of confetti burst into flames, and the fire expanded rapidly, completely enveloping Klein.
Whoosh! The giant sword cut off the flame, but it didn’t produce any damage, only creating a little spark.
At a certain candle on the right side of the church, the dimly lit flame spread steeply, outlining a figure with a face painted in oil.
Klein re-presented himself and drew another long strip of paper from his coat pocket.
Snap!
With a flick of his wrist, the paper transformed into a tough whip, the surface of which still burned with crimson flames.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Klein swung his whip from afar, striking the “giant” bishop.
But his weapon quickly split apart under the blocking and attacking of the two-handed sword, which was covered in light.
And that’s exactly what Kraven was aiming for!
Snap, snap, snap! He snapped his fingers in quick succession, causing beam after beam of fire to rise from the ground as a means of blocking Utravski and searing his opponent’s armor-less legs.
The recovery of the Dawn Armor was quite slow!
Between the flames, Utrafsky’s legs were scorched and blackened, with crimson running upwards.
However, this did not affect the “giant” bishop’s agility, he suddenly let out a low roar, like a steam train finally accelerated to the highest point, fast, heavy and fierce, crashed through the heavy flames, rushed to Klein’s front.
It was incredibly fast!
Immediately afterward, Utrafsky’s two-handed giant sword disintegrated, turning into a patch of light that swept across the surroundings.
Almost instantly, Klein was in a situation of certain death.
The matches he had stored on his body were ignited, and intense flames wrapped him up completely.
However, this was not as fast as the speed of the “storm of light”, and the crimson color was immediately engulfed as soon as it appeared!
Klein’s body then split into pieces, inch by inch, but they have lost their thickness, turned into shredded paper.
Behind Utravski, a crimson flame rose up, and Klein stepped out of it.
He pulled out the matchbox in his other coat pocket and threw it at his enemy, as if to ignite all the remaining matches at once and create some sort of explosion through the confines of the small space.
And the matchbox was pointed at none other than Utravski’s unprotected lower body!
Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
At the same time, Bishop Utravski jumps on his back and bends his knees, tucking his legs.
Snap!
Accompanying the sound of the ringing finger was the unchanged matchbox, a loud thud, an air bomb that accurately lifted off the back of Bishop Utravski’s unprotected head, a deadly thing that had been prepared for!
Skull cracking, blood and white spots splattering, Utravski turned his head with difficulty and spoke in bewilderment:
”You ……”
The matchbox snapped and fell to the ground, which was pitted by the Storm of Light, but remained unlit.
Klein chuckled:
”I never said that snapping fingers should only be used to manipulate flames, not to fire air bombs.”
”You see.”
Snap, snap, snap!
He snapped his fingers in quick succession, causing air bomb after air bomb to hit Utravski in the head, shattering his helmet and breaking his skull.
Puff!
Utravski lost his breath and fell heavily to the ground, the church hall shaking slightly in response.
Snap!
Klein turned his body and snapped his fingers again.
The box of matches on the ground then burst into crimson flames, burying Utrafsky’s huge corpse.
Without bothering to sense the presence of the strange candle, Klein directly relied on his own sobriety and sanity to force his way out of the lowest level of his mind.
Behind him, the corpse was wrapped in crimson, the flames burned, and the world disintegrated inch by inch.