299: Chapter 148: Revenge_3 299: Chapter 148: Revenge_3 Canis blinked, and this time the sword in his hand flashed with white light.
The noble’s long sword transformed into light particles and vanished into thin air.
The giant snake’s mouth slackened, and before it could snap shut, a long, steel-forged riding spear again forced its jaws widely open.
“Go fuck yourself, Wizard!” While changing weapons, Canis found the opportunity to move because of the riding spear, and he kicked towards Met’s groin.
Met hastily ducked, using the armor on his abdomen to take the kick instead, then was knocked back into the giant snake’s throat by the knight’s blow.
With the support of the riding spear, Canis let go of it, grasped the air to form a long sword, and immediately stepped on the slippery snake’s mouth, intending to crawl over and pursue his enemy.
Met steadied himself and glanced at the overly long magic wand spear in his hand.
With such limited space, it was impossible to maneuver with long weapons; moreover, not fully armored and having little magic power left, engaging in further entanglement would be unwise.
Thinking this, Met’s eyes glowed purple as he activated the final stage of the magic technique, then decisively dove backward, abandoning his previous bold declaration of sending his opponent to “Hell,” and let the snake’s throat swallow him down.
Canis, driven by vengeance, was about to seize his enemy but saw Met escape into the monster’s belly, causing him to pause for a moment.
He hesitated whether to follow, considering he was not afraid to die again, but then the snake’s mouth trembled and sank, making him feel weightless as he collided with the upper jaw of the fallen mouth.
The snake’s head was falling?
…Outside the battlefield.
Leon, who behaved like an onlooker, shifted his expression under the Wing Helmet and looked towards Master Hilgard nearby, wiping sweat off his sleeves, and genuinely exclaimed, “That move was really cool.”
Just moments before, the giant python was bisected by a magical whirlwind conjured by the magician consultant.
The huge snake’s head fell, and the cut surface spurted blood like rain, soaking the warriors below.
As the headless giant snake collapsed with a thunderous roar, it seemed the dust had settled.
Hilgard, leaning on his magic wand, sighed with a tired expression, his eyes helpless.
On the now-silent battlefield…
By the fallen snake’s head, Canis pushed away the heavy flesh, crawled out from the mouth of the snake, lifted his visor, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked around.
Seeing the seemingly dead snake, he immediately grabbed his long sword, attempting to dig through the snake carcass to find Met’s whereabouts.
Not having killed Met personally made the Wolf Family Young Master feel restless.
The snake-blood-soaked knights flicked off the filth on them, gathered around with grim faces, and searched for any trace of the crazed magician.
Then, the unexpected happened.
From the wound of the decapitated snake body, fleshy tentacles squirmed out.
The knights stepped back warily, unsure what other tricks the Wizard might have.
Suddenly, dense tentacles emerged from the bloody cut, eerily intertwining and growing.
The huge snake body, seemingly revived, rose high.
Half-human form gradually took shape from the severed head, rapidly growing into a torso, arms, and even a human head from the bloody half…
just you, I can never let go!
You foolish man, willing to lower yourself to insects!
All my patience has been ruined by you, a fool content with mediocrity!”
The gigantic Half-Snake Humanoid bellowed with a voice like thunder, its flesh-entwined face, opening huge eyes shining with purple glow.
One could vaguely recognize Met’s face on that half-body, only now the top of his head was covered with fine blood-flesh snakes.
Leon, who had all along been merely watching, saw the half-human, half-snake creature cast its vengeful large eyes far towards him.