The Strongest Spell
Alibaba narrowed his eyes.
"...Interesting."
The Doom Knight suddenly extended its empty hand.
Dark mana condensed.
"[Death Chain.]"
Dozens of black chains burst from the ground.
They shot toward Victor from every direction.
Victor swung the Death Scythe.
One chain snapped.
Then another.
Another.
But more continued emerging.
Within moments they surrounded him.
Victor chuckled.
"Trying to restrict my movement?"
"You picked the wrong opponent."
He suddenly accelerated.
His figure blurred.
The chains missed nothing but afterimages.
Before anyone realized what had happened—
Victor appeared directly beneath the Doom Knight.
The giant looked downward.
Too late.
Victor drove the butt of the Death Scythe into the knight's abdomen.
BOOM!
The armored giant staggered.
Victor followed immediately.
A sweeping kick.
An upward slash.
A spinning strike.
Each attack landed at a different joint.
Shoulder.
Knee.
Neck.
Waist.
