Capítulo 984: Chapter 982: Rechargeable Magic Knight
The leading Seven-Pattern Great Magic Knight noticed the change in Allen Pamp and spoke out, “Mr. Allen Pamp, you must be at your limit now, right? After killing so many of us, your mana and physical strength must be almost exhausted, right?
Heh, to be honest, I can’t quite understand. Since you’ve already seen your Pompo Family destroyed, why do you still fight us? Your fight is completely meaningless; you gain nothing if you win, and if you lose, you’ll leave yourself here.”
“Hmph, a traitor like you wouldn’t understand!” Allen Pamp steadied himself with effort, brushed off his clothes, adjusted his collar, and looked at the leading Magic Knight with a death-defying gaze, “So, you’re Gao Wen. I’ll tell you this: perhaps I will die here, but the Pompo Family will never be destroyed.
My fight now is just to show you what the Pompo Family’s anger looks like. Someday, you’ll feel this anger tenfold, a hundredfold! You traitors will all die!”
“Is that so, Mr. Allen Pamp!” the leading Magic Knight retorted, “I don’t see it that way. In my view, I’m not a traitor; I’m merely overthrowing your Pompo Family’s tyrannical rule for the sake of justice. As for whether your family can be rebuilt, or whether we’ll die, I’m not sure. But what I am sure of is that you’ll definitely die before us.”
With those words, the leading Magic Knight’s expression turned solemn, and he thrust forward with his Knight Spear, giving the command, “Charge!”
“Hua-la!”
All the Magic Knights mounted their horses and charged at the standing Allen Pamp.
Brilliant light surged from their bodies, like immense waves rising in the ocean, ready to engulf Allen Pamp.
At that moment, Allen Pamp’s body suddenly shimmered with purple-black arcs, and his eyes shot out white light that pierced the darkness. As he spread his hands, arcs of electricity flew out, knocking the Magic Knights charging from the left and right to the ground.
With another extension of his hands, he blasted away the spears thrown from all directions.
“Ta-ta-ta!”
Allen Pamp stepped forward, leaving a trace with each step, and reached the person in the middle of the charging force—the leading Magic Knight he’d been speaking with earlier.
“Pfft!”
Allen Pamp extended his hand, with his palm slicing into the neck of the leading Magic Knight’s horse like a blade, bringing it down and then forcibly dragging the leading Magic Knight off the horse.
“Bam!”
Allen Pamp gripped the leading Magic Knight’s neck with his left hand and raised his right hand; countless arcs gathered in his palm, forming a thunder ball, seemingly ready to crush the leading Magic Knight’s head.
At this moment, the leading Magic Knight knelt on one knee in front of Allen Pamp, with the deep red glow on his armor lingering yet unmoving. He gripped Allen Pamp’s left hand desperately, trying to break free, but it was impossible.
The leading Magic Knight glared up at Allen Pamp, seeming to understand something, and said with annoyance, “You… you were just pretending? Weakening yourself on purpose just to kill me?”
“No, I wasn’t pretending, I have indeed reached my limit,” Allen Pamp said, looking down at the leading Magic Knight. “However, even at my limit, I can still choose to take someone down with me. So I chose you—the greatest traitor to our Pompo Family—Gao Wen Nova Trunk! You think I’ll die before you? I’m telling you now, that’s impossible!”
“I…” The leading Magic Knight listened to Allen Pamp’s words, opened and closed his mouth a few times, seemingly trying to argue, but Allen Pamp didn’t give him that chance.
“Go to hell, Gao Wen!” Allen Pamp roared, and the thunder ball in his right hand was ready, smacking it directly onto the leading Magic Knight’s head.
The thunder ball produced dense arcs that pierced the surrounding air, resembling an electric python coiling in a frenzy and wrapped toward the leading Magic Knight’s head. The entire street was suddenly illuminated, with the powerless leading Magic Knight kneeling on one knee, his face as white as paper.
Just then, Allen Pamp’s movements suddenly halted, and the thunder ball in his hand dissipated with a “puff” sound. Allen Pamp blinked, seeming confused, and before he could understand what happened, his head flew off like a baseball hit out of the park.
“Bang!”
Allen Pamp’s head flew ten meters away before landing and rolling a long distance until it stopped.
The remaining body, with blood spurting like a fountain from the neck, wobbled a bit before falling.
Behind Allen Pamp’s corpse, a tall figure had appeared at some point, with a square face and thick eyebrows. This figure wore armor that surged with a rich purple light, holding a metal axe inscribed with magic runes, blood slowly dripping from the blade.
The man looked at Allen Pamp’s head, now far away, and spoke without expression, “Actually, I am Gao Wen. The one speaking to you before was Sifran. And he was correct—you will definitely die before me, because… justice will prevail!”
After saying this, Gao Wen seemed drained of all energy; the purple light on his armor quickly dissipated, and he wobbled before falling to a sitting position with a “thump”.
Many of the surrounding Magic Knights also “swished” as they sat back down on the ground, showing expressions of extreme exhaustion.
The Magic Knight’s deputy commander, Sifran, who was luckily saved by Gao Wen, sat on the ground, breathing heavily, unsure whether it was from fear or exhaustion. After catching his breath for a long time, he looked at Gao Wen with a slightly excited expression and said, “Chief, we won.”
“Yes, we won, Sifran,” Gao Wen responded, a hint of emotion in his voice. “The rule of the Pompo Family in Saint Louis City has ended; now will come a new beginning.”
“Hope, it will be better,” Sifran said.
“Not hope, certainty,” Gao Wen’s gaze was firm. “That time will be a fair city, not one ruled by wizards. Of course, in the initial stages of building and even now, we still need to cooperate with them.”
After speaking, Gao Wen looked into the distance.
In the darkness, wizards began to emerge; they hadn’t shown during the previous battle, allowing the Magic Knights to fight desperately, and now they approached the exhausted Magic Knights to heal them with magic.
Watching these individuals, Gao Wen’s expression remained calm and indifferent.
…
Standing on the spire of the stone building, Richard gazed at Allen Pamp’s body for a few seconds before turning to Gao Wen.
He didn’t feel the impulse to avenge Allen Pamp. The reason he came here was only to witness the outcome of Saint Louis City for himself. Seeing the numerous wizards healing the Magic Knights now, he couldn’t help but recall what Allen Pamp had previously said to Annie.
Allen Pamp had said that Magic Knights couldn’t exist independently without wizards. Unless, a magic rune was developed that required no mana, no life power, and no energy at all.
Such a magic rune clearly doesn’t exist, because functioning without energy directly violates the law of conservation of energy, becoming a perpetual motion machine.
If a perpetual motion machine existed, who would need Magic Knights? You could level the world with a bulldozer instead.
But what if we reversed that logic?
If a magic rune needing no energy can’t be made, surely one that can be charged can be?
His Miniature Magic Tracking Missile is precisely such a creation, storing energy within energy storage metal, activating it as needed, sealing it when not, highly flexible.
The only difference is that the Miniature Magic Tracking Missile is a disposable item without consideration for durability, while the Magic Knight must consider durability.
But even so, it’s still not to be underestimated.