A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 611 The Black Knight

Archer watched Mia and Albert flirt over the device, which irked him and caused him to shout at the two, but they would never hear him. After the flirting, she took off once she dismissed the golems.

He summoned his wings and followed behind as she zoomed ahead using magic, causing Archer to fly harder to catch up.

After doing that for an hour, they arrived at the same city Alberts mana recording showed. Mia landed in the city square and started being a menace as she cursed soldiers and caused riots wherever she went.

But it wouldnʼt go well for her this time as three people turned up. When Archer saw this, he got worried but calmed down as he knew she would be okay because it was only a mana recorder scene, so he watched with eager eyes and amusement.

It was two men and a woman. They looked to be powerful by the aura that radiated off them. Mia grinned before summoning her golems and sending them charging toward the trio. One of the men cast a spell as it got close, and a Wind Blast quickly took it out.

When Mia saw this, she summoned more and sent them forward, only for them to be cut down by the woman wielding a spear.

The last man, who looked to be the leader, stepped forward with a grin and warned his grandmother. ʼʼMia Silverthorne. Return to the Avalon Kingdom before this gets worse.ʼʼ

Archer examined the trio before him—the individual gifted in wind magic sported brown hair and piercing red eyes. Although taller than Mia and the others, the difference wasnʼt notable.

The woman wielding a spear wasnʼt beautiful, nor was she ugly. To him, she was more of a plain Jane. He turned to the trioʼs final member, resembling a muscular and towering bull. His imposing figure, topped with a bald, gleaming head, caught the light, reflecting it brilliantly.

He noticed the three wore special metal armor that allowed them a good defense but didnʼt block their movement.

Mia smiled before commenting. ʼʼWell, I have to do this the good old way. Iʼm glad Momma taught me how to fight.ʼʼ

Archer started laughing when he saw Mia crack her knuckles and get ready to fight. Suddenly, a boom was heard as she sped forward and punched the wind mage.

The man quickly cast a shield, but when her fist connected, a loud clap was heard as he flew backward. The mage slammed into a nearby building, causing it to crumble on top of him.

A large stone beam crushed him as it fell over. When the other two saw that, they activated a signal. It shot a beamed into the air, calling for help.

Mia saw this and lunged forward as the spear woman swiped out, but she dodged it while casting a Fire Blast into her face.

When the fire connected, it burned the woman, causing her to scream. Archer watched as she kicked the spear woman into the rubble the man was under. She turned her attention to the last man, who was holding a large greatsword sword.

He saw the look of rage take over the manʼs face. Mia faced the swordsman with unwavering resolve, her eyes gleaming excitedly. The clash of fists against steel echoed through the city square as the two circled the other, each waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

The great swordsman lunged forward with a mighty swing, aiming to cleave Mia in two. She danced agilely to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly arc of the massive blade.

With a swift counterattack, Archer watched Mia aim precise kicks at her opponentʼs legs, attempting to destabilize him. The swordsman, undeterred, retaliated with a rapid succession of strikes.

Mia parried each blow, her movements a mesmerizing display of agility and skill. The clash of her fists and the sword sent sparks flying, illuminating the chaos surrounding them.

As the fight intensified, a group of heavily armored knights appeared on the scene, drawn by the signal activated by the swordsman. Mia knew she had to finish this battle quickly before the odds tilted against her.

With a sudden burst of speed, Mia closed the distance between her and the swordsman. She skillfully dodged his attacks, slipping through the gaps in his defense.

She delivered a flurry of lightning-fast strikes in a dazzling display of close-quarters combat, exploiting every opening with surgical precision.

Despite Miaʼs skill, the swordsman proved to be a tough opponent. His massive blade swung with brute force, forcing Mia to evade with flips and spins. Sensing the impending clash, the surrounding knights formed a circle, creating an arena for the duel.

Archer saw Mia dodge another sweeping strike from the greatsword, her eyes narrowing with focus. In a moment of clarity, she figured out what she should do, and he saw this when she grinned.

The air crackled with mana as she unleashed a Fire Storm, a swirling vortex of intense heat and flames that roared to life around the swordsman. The ferocity of the fire consumed him, creating a storm of scorching wrath.

Caught within the fiery vortex, the swordsman struggled to maintain his stance. The flames licked at his armor, sending waves of searing heat. The onlookers gasped at the horror unfolding before them.

Seizing the opportunity, Mia moved with the precision of a seasoned warrior. With a swift and agile maneuver, she closed the distance between them. Amidst the chaos of the Fire Storm, she drew a shortsword from her belt, its blade glinting in the reddish glow.

Mia targeted a vulnerable moment as the swordsman fought to escape the spell. With a single, decisive strike, she severed his arm at the shoulder.

The greatsword clattered to the ground, and the once-mighty warrior stumbled backward, his agonized cries drowned out by the raging inferno.

Once the battle was over, everything died down. Almost half the buildings lay in ruins as a fire spread out. People were screaming as they tried to put it out but the magical fire burned to fast.

Mia looked around at the devastation, but Archer quickly noticed something flying at the unsuspecting woman. She was alerted at the last second by her warrior senses. She tried to protect herself with a shield, but the man was quicker.

He watched as his grandmother was sent crashing through nearby buildings. The attacker was in black armor that covered his whole body. Archer couldnʼt see the manʼs face but continued to watch as Mia stopped.

She was lying in a ruined stall but stumbled up as pain shot through her body. Archer watched the scene unfold as the black armored knight suddenly appeared in front of Mia, who instantly reacted by casting Fire Blast and throwing a punch, but the knight battered the spell away.

He hit her in the stomach and then the face, causing the dragon-kin woman to drop to the ground. Mia tried to get up, but her body was aching. Thatʼs when she spotted the knight approaching her, but a fat nobleman called him off.

Mia and Archer watched the man walk over to her with a lewd smile as he spoke. ʼʼThe great Terror Witch. Itʼs good to meet you finally, and I must say you will become a godly plaything.ʼʼ

After speaking, the fat noble ordered his men to tie her up, but a sudden rumble was heard in the distance. One of the knights asked no one in particular. ʼʼIs that a storm?ʼʼ

Archer turned his head to see a bright light heading straight toward them, and when it closed, it dived right toward the fat noble. A large axe was seen as it cleaved through the bodyguards, sending a wave of blood to splatter everything.

Without a word, Albert swung his massive axe in a wide arc, cleaving through the air with a force that sent shockwaves through the square. The knights, caught off guard, attempted to raise their weapons to defend themselves, but his attack was relentless.

Atcher watched as each swing of his axe was a dance of death, as steel meeting steel. Armor clattered and weapons shattered as Albert single-handedly dismantled the encircling forces.

His movements were precise, his strength unmatched, and his presence overwhelming. During the chaos, the black-armored knight, who had been a menace to Mia, faced the wrath of Albert, who was enraged because of her condition when he arrived.

The two locked eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the impending clash. The air seemed still as he watched as his grandfather approached the enemy. With a roar that echoed through the square, Albert brought down his massive axe with remarkable force.

Despite his formidable appearance, the black-armored knight was no match for the sheer power behind Albertʼs strike. The massive blade cut through the dark armor and flesh, carving the black knight in two.

The defeated foes lay strewn across the square, their once-

intimidating presence reduced to nothing before hid might. Archer watched as Albert turned his attention to Mia, who lay on the ground.

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