Undead Knights (Part 3)

The parade of a Hundred Knights had left something to be desired by Azaroth, his lips were tightly pressed together- it was some sort of necromancing but at the same time it wasn't.

The System had never informed him that his opponent was using a skill but for some reason, it informed him this time and the Knights had surely been taxing.

The higher the dungeons he went to- the more they gained sapience and emotions, and emotions could be a powerful catalyst for power… If anyone dared touch his Grayfia, Azaroth would kill that person- tearing him / her apart limb from limb…

That was the kind of buffs Emotions offered but there were some negative effects as well, Emotional Disorder-

In Yuji's fight against Mahito, the Curse had not only taken the life of Nanami right in front of his eyes but Nobara as well and that… that had broken Yuji, he no longer felt the need to fight- he just wanted to die. That was what Azaroth was trying to do with the Knight but it seemed to have resulted in the first way.

The dagger spun in Azaroth's hands as he entered another room- he never expected the A-rank dungeon to finish quite easily and he was right. The door he had emerged from was sealed shut and the one he was meant to advance toward was sealed as well.

A chill went down Azaroth's spine as he felt a spike of ghostly energy, it was everywhere… it was similar to the Knights except they were stronger?

But there was a bigger swirl of energy; it appeared right before the door like some sort of barricade, showing Azaroth that it was a barrier to his goal of going to the next room.

Knights emerged from the ground, holding a shield and sword- Azaroth couldn't understand how a simple Shield could make them stronger but the fact was still that they were stronger.

Azaroth gritted his teeth as he was welcomed by ten knights, each of them armed with a Sword and shield but the higher power he had sensed earlier was standing next to the door, its figure taller than the other Knights and wearing a green ghostly robe that billowed in the gust that seemed to blow in the dungeon room.

Azaroth made a crazy smile as he tightened his grip around the blade, the Knights were orange while the 'Undead Emperor' was Red!

His wings flapped behind him as Azaroth pushed off the ground toward the nearest Knight only to sense a projectile heading toward him at an alarming pace, he leaned back and a giant arrow covered in a ghostly energy smashed into the ground before him.

"An arrow?" Azaroth cried out in alarm. He was momentarily surprised and caught off-guard but his eyes trailed to who shot the arrow.

'UNDEAD ARCHER'

'There's an archer amongst them,' Azaroth thought and frowned, surely there wasn't an archer when he saw them before…

The closest Knight immediately brought down his sword on Azaroth and the Gremory moved to the right, the sword smashing against the ground and subsequently sending shockwaves round the room.

Azaroth felt like that blade, the swords that the Knights were holding- they were resistant to anything that had to do with magic and to test this theory, he fired a ball of flames at the Sword but the spell didn't work…

'Magic Disturbance,' Azaroth thought.

It was unnatural that the weapons would be crafted with materials that resisted magic… Azaroth was surprised.

'Is this truly an A-rank dungeon?'

Although they were equal in power with him, their weapons had magical disturbance runes engraved upon them which made it near impossible for Azaroth to fire any kinds of spells at it- or utilize any spells to defend himself.

[A / N: Power Of Destruction and Demonic Haki as well as Demonic Infinity / Limitless are sub-divisions of Magic and therefore they are affected as well]

'Is this to test my strength? My physical strength-'

The sword came down once again and Azaroth was forced to move, leaping backward and clearing 10 meters in a span of seconds though the Magical Disturbance soon caught up with his form too as his wings forcefully retracted and he lost that devilish look. The sudden motion made Azaroth roll on the ground before planting his feet into the ground as he steadied himself, air pumping into his lungs and eyes fixating on the Knights… wasn't this the whole point of weakening himself on purpose? He didn't want to be defenseless even if he was unable to use Magic.

His gaze fixated on the Knights and that crazy smile appeared on his face yet again, his gaze was not aimed at the Knights anymore but at their support- the Archer… being an Archer without armor, it was bound to have lower stats but a Higher accuracy stat.

Azaroth however was confident in his speed as he pushed off the ground and began a speedy dash to the Archer, he swore that he could see a tinge of surprise in the body movement of the Archer as it quickly let off three bursts of attacks, three huge arrows made their way to Azaroth at deadly speed.

Yet his smile never faded, it was there like an impeccable warning and it was chilling to the bone… The arrows landed on the ground and kicked up dust which did good to hinder the Archer's sight and Azaroth used this opportunity to the maximum.

He closed the space between himself and the Archer and leapt into the air, the dust cleared to reveal Azaroth mere meters away from its left eye…

The sound of piercing echoed through the room as the Archer lost it's footing and fell to the ground, Azaroth's dagger deep into its left eye yet the crazy look in the eyes of the Gremory seemed to send shiver down the Archer's spine.

Azaroth took back the dagger only to stab it in again into the forehead of the Archer, ending it's life instantly.

As he watched the Archer's body stop moving, Azaroth tore off his gaze from the Archer only to see a heavy foot coming for his face… there was no time to dodge.

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Author's Note:

You think you were getting stronger only for you to get reminded by the Dungeon that you were nothing but fodder ~ I don't want my MC to get too cocky.

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