Chapter 111: Fisticuffs

  At dawn, while the people on Yidun's side were washing up, Arthur's subordinates had already carefully entered the ancient castle to look for possible clues. Troy reminded them that if they found something unusual, they would immediately exit. As for Troy himself, he also brought ten ascetic monks into the ancient castle. Only Arthur muttered: "Strange, where did Hagen go? He was just by my side earlier, has he already entered the ancient castle? What a reckless guy."

  Yi Chen faced the eastern mountain where the sun had just risen, stretched a few lazy waistlines and said discontentedly: "They came too quickly, we didn't even have time to prepare anything. The assassins I bought haven't arrived yet."

  The Sakura standing beside him said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter if they came early, our ninjas have already infiltrated this area. When the time comes, it'll be a good show for them. Hmm, they still haven't discovered the ninjas we've had lying in wait until now."

  Yi Chen smiled: "That's the best, oh, Sakura, are you interested in going hunting? After breakfast, we'll go hunting. Since we can't set traps, let's go hunting to pass the time. How's your marksmanship?"

  Sakura blushed slightly and said: "Of course, I want to learn from you."

  "Ah, hunting? Splendid! I haven't hunted in over a hundred years... Hmmm, my marksmanship with the bow and arrow was quite good back then. Firearms were still quite primitive at that time."

  "Hey, Mr. Kane, how about sharing some of those firearms you sneaked in with us? We need to have a good time... Hmm? Where's Jester? Chikov, have you seen Jester? Didn't he sleep in the same tent as you?"

  Chekhov grumbled as he walked over, complaining: "Boss, he's sleeping in the same tent as me, but there are thirty bats inside too. You'd better ask them... Dammit, it was still early morning and I couldn't see him anywhere, don't know where he went."

  Skaev sidled over and said slyly, "I think Jester must have gotten impatient and gone out to find a woman, but I think there are more mother bears around here."

  Yi Chen blinked, and Skye hastily retreated, muttering: "Anyway, he won't be looking for trouble with the Church people, right? With his current level, he's not a match for those few Holy Knights."

  Yi Chen's whole body shook, and he growled in a low voice: "Damn it, find Jester for me. He must have gone to challenge someone else... Damn it, I don't want him to be killed before the formal duel even starts."

  Jester had already led Hagen to a small valley two kilometers away. He took advantage of the chaos when Yichen and others were washing their faces, sneaked out to Arthur's camp, and secretly gave Hagen the middle finger, then provocatively hooked his finger. Hagen was furious, saw Jester's challenge, and immediately also slipped out alone, and after leaving Arthur's sight, the two immediately opened up and ran wildly.

  The two stood still, separated by over a dozen meters. Hagen sneered and swung his massive fist, saying: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you're really brave, relying solely on your Saint-level Executor strength to challenge me, a Holy Knight? It's truly unthinkable. You're indeed a bold guy. So, you damned traitor, let me, Hagen, teach you a lesson... This time I'm here for a duel, so I won't kill you before the duel. I'll spare your life. Don't worry, you'll keep your little life."

  "Ah? Well, let's try then... There's nothing to say, you killed my loved one, I'll definitely kill you all... No other way out... Dear Hagen, Sacred Knight-sama, take this!"

  Jester's right hand took on a claw-like shape, and five strands of black smoke emerged from his fingertips. The smoke entwined together, forming a black fireball that appeared above his palm with a sound of wind and thunder.

  Hagen stared at Jester in shock: "God, you've actually practiced black magic? Why? Why doesn't the holy power within you conflict with black magic? These are two absolutely opposing forces...". Hagen shook his head in confusion, waved his hand to summon his tower shield, let out a loud roar, and burst forth with intense holy light as he charged at Jester with a sideways tackle.

  Jester's right hand waved, and a huge black fireball roared, drawing an arc towards Hagen. It was like a heavy artillery shell exploding, and high black flames erupted from Hagen's body, flashing before disappearing, leaving a deep crater at his feet. However, such an attack posed no threat to Hagen hiding behind the tower shield, and his pace only slowed down slightly as he continued to charge towards Jester.

  Jester let out a low hum and his figure flashed, leaving behind several residual shadows. Then, the black fireballs that filled the sky roared as they surged towards Hagen.

  Hagen burst out laughing: "This level of attack, you think you can defeat me with this? How ridiculous! After all, it's just a Holy Temple-level punk... Pfft, what kind of once-in-a-century genius is this? Ugh, heaven knows what this is?" He stopped in his tracks, slightly surprised, and the holy light on him grew thicker.

  Jester's figure suddenly appeared a hundred meters directly above Hagen, his hands waving wildly as the fierce fireballs transformed into flames that filled the sky. The flames wove together in a 'whooshing' sound, forming a massive six-pointed star-shaped magic array in the air. The array was filled with flashing black lightning symbols, completely enveloping Hagen beneath it. A heavy pressure gradually settled over Hagen's body.

  "Hah! You've learned a lot, haven't you? This is advanced dark magic to manipulate hellfire flames. I wonder what kind of power this spell has in your hands, you little brat.I'm really looking forward to seeing your performance... To make you understand the difference between a Holy Knight and a Saint-level Executor, let's do it this way..."

  Hagen stopped abruptly, standing firmly on the spot, his tower shield held tightly above his head, radiating a brilliant aura. He let out a loud roar: "You little brat, come and see how your magic can affect me!"

  "Such an arrogant fool, and he's still alive? He must not have met my lovely boss yet?" Jester muttered to himself. His fingers formed a strange magical gesture, and he chanted out a bizarre incantation. The sky around him gradually turned red and black, and then, dark clouds came rolling in.

  "Damn it, what's Jest doing? Kane, Phil, Goll, hurry up and get over there, bring Jest back to me... Tell him if he doesn't come back today, he can get out of my sight for good, and I won't give him a single penny to take with him. Go!"

  Dekler waved his hand, and the three Grand Dukes rushed out with a whoosh. Those seven vampires who got along with Jester didn't need Yidun's orders at all, and they had already rushed out with a gust of wind.

  Jester let out a loud roar, his crimson short hair suddenly turned dark purple before instantly reverting back to its original color. In the sky, black lightning bolts rumbled and slowly descended downwards. Jester pointed at Hagen who was standing on the ground, and those lightning bolts slowly surrounded him, when they were still over ten meters away from Hagen, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the dark red sky instantly returned to normal, while beside Hagen, countless black lightning bolts the size of a fist shot towards him.

  Jester himself was also afraid of this powerful force, and quickly flew out of the range of the explosion. Immediately after, a small mushroom cloud rose from the small valley, followed by an even more intense holy light that swept across the surroundings, clearing away the dust and ashes. Hagen stood on the spot, laughing wildly: "Hahaha, Jester, is this your power? Is this the power you will use to take revenge on us in the future? It's too weak, although I admit it made me a bit uncomfortable, but it's not enough to harm me!"

  Hagen laughed maniacally as he put away the tower shield, saying proudly: "No sacred artifact is needed, Jester. I only need my own power to take you down. Got it? With just the holy power within me, I can take you down." As soon as he finished speaking, Hagen was like a fierce dragon, loudly roaring with his mouth, and with a white flame tail, charged towards Jester in the air.

  Jester let out a strange laugh, and several black 'Reverse Cross Holy Light Swords' weakly slashed towards Hagen. Hagen's hand shook, and a holy light escaped from his hand, easily shattering Jester's attack, while Hagen was now less than ten meters away from Jester. Hagen's massive fist swung towards Jester's face, laughing maniacally: "Enough, enough, stop making a fool of yourself, Jester! I'll knock out all your teeth and let you off easy today!" Hagen closed his eyes, already savoring the thrill of his fist crushing Jester's face.

  Jester suddenly let out a loud roar, and over ten meters of dark purple flames burst forth from his body. The cold aura pounced towards Hagen. Jester swung both hands, and two black dragons made of flames roared as they pounced towards Hagen.

  Hagen was caught off guard, his fist unable to retract in time before he was struck squarely by two fire dragons that seemed to be imbued with a crystalline glow. A strange energy, both extremely cold and scorching hot at the same time, surged into Hagen's body. Hagen deeply regretted it - he had only mobilized less than 10% of his holy power earlier, which would have been sufficient for Gest if he were truly just a temple-level executor. But now, the power displayed by Gest far exceeded the holy power that Hagen had managed to gather, rendering him unable to defend against this overwhelming force.

  Hagen's chest felt like it was going to burst with blood, and then he really did spit out over a dozen ice-cube-like blood clots, which were wrapped in black flames on the outside. Hagen let out a furious roar as he summoned both his Tower Shield and Chain Sickle at the same time. The powerful holy power precisely struck down the scorching hot flow that Jester had invaded into his body, just as it was about to spew out of his body, and then deliver a fatal blow to Jester.

  Two dark lights flashed out, about ten meters long sword light, spewing a burst of brilliant silver stars. Jester spat out a mouthful of blood on the sword light, following Yichun's teachings of 'Tianxing Sect' heart method, and roared: "Kill."

  In an instant, the sky was filled with a dark, majestic light. Countless sword lights that could split mountains shot towards Hagen, who stood there with his eyes wide open in shock. He desperately sensed the pressure around him. The power of the Dragon Slaying Dagger was too great, and Hagen, who had not made any preparations, was absolutely unable to withstand this attack.

  "Die, you damned thing! Weren't you just so fierce a moment ago?"

  A shocking white sword light came from the ancient castle, piercing through the air and into Jester's sword light.

  A loud "clang" echoed, the sound of the white sword light and the Dragon Slaying Dagger colliding over ten thousand times. The Dragon Slaying Dagger flew out, Hagane was grabbed by that person with one hand and thrown away. Then, the white sword light stabbed straight towards Jester's throat. Jester let out a loud roar, the Dragon Slaying Dagger had already returned with a hundred-meter-long glow, slashing towards the somewhat dimmed white sword light.

  Two voices bellowed from beside: "Get out of here, you bastard."

  Two columns of flame shot up into the air, surrounded by countless wind blades that stabbed upwards towards the newcomer's abdomen. A white sword light trembled slightly, made a swift turn, and thrust downwards, dispersing the two flames, then a figure flew towards Hagen, standing on the spot.

  Jester's teeth chattered loudly as he stared fixedly at Skerl who had come to his aid.

  Schulz cautiously watched the dozen or so people on Jester's side, slowly pulling Hagen back to retreat, smiling and saying: "Gentlemen, shouldn't we have a bit of demeanor? Before the duel has even begun, we're already fighting like this, it's really an impolite display."

  Jester sheathed his Dragon Slayer dagger, his face sinking into silence. Although Phil brothers and Cain, three Grand Dukes, as well as Skye and seven others had arrived on their side, they still didn't have a grasp on keeping the two Holy Knights from escaping. If they wanted to flee, no matter how hard they tried to stop them, it would be ineffective.

  Skylar smiled and dragged a furious Hagen away.

  "Alas, it seems we still have a gap between us. My brother and I joined forces, yet we were defeated so easily."

  A grand duke suddenly spoke up, "No, you haven't completely failed, have you? The sword light of that guy was also shattered by you, he originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to finish you off, but his own offensive was also shattered, so he retreated."

  Phil and Goll smiled, while Jest returned to his usual lazy demeanor, sauntering towards the campsite, muttering: "Damn it, I could have taken him down. With that arrogant attitude of his, I could have used his carelessness against him."

  Three heavy hands slapped his shoulder, and Caine said in a low voice: "When we have their kind of power, Jester, we'll pound you into killing them all, from the Pope on down, not one left, not one spared."

  The three grand dukes sneered: "When the time comes, be sure to call us."

  Seven evil vampires came up, saying in a sinister tone: "Jester, we may not be able to defeat them head-on, but we can play tricks on them. Just watch, we have plenty of chances to fix them... You almost succeeded in ambushing them today, didn't you? That idiot..."

  "Skel is also scolding Hagen: "You idiot, can't you even see that the opponent has been hiding their true strength? If I hadn't arrived in time, you'd already be a dead man."

  Hagen retorted in discontent: "He's just a sacristan!"

  "Skel howled: "Do you see his current strength? Is it something that an ordinary Sanctuary-level Executor can achieve? He's become very formidable, so much so that if you're not careful, he'll kill you. Damn it, last time against that Japanese kid, you were severely injured due to your carelessness. And this time? You almost got killed by someone who was originally an easy target for you... Idiot."

  Hagen didn't dare make a sound anymore and could only hang his head in despair.

  Skull looked at Hagen's performance with satisfaction, and he also pondered: "Jester, as well as those two black brothers, where did they get their weapons from? Extremely powerful strength, even stronger than our sacred artifacts... Fortunately, they can't fully exert their power. If they could fully exert the power of these weapons, we would really be in danger this time."

  Sukiru suddenly burst out laughing: "But with Master Troy here, no matter how formidable they are, they're definitely going to lose, right?"

  The early morning fight came to an end, and Yi Chen saw that Jester hadn't been at a disadvantage, but had almost taken down Hagen instead. He cracked a smile, scolded Jester a few times in a nonchalant tone, deducted a month's worth of dividends from him, and happily carried a PK machine gun to go hunting with Dekula and the others. The weapons brought by Kain were all of good quality, and Dekula, that old fellow, was delighted to show off his still vigorous physique by carrying a six-barreled Gatling heavy machine gun.

  According to Chekhov: "They're not going hunting, they're going to exterminate the wildlife of Austria... What the fuck is that Japanese kid Sakura holding? Do you need a grenade launcher for hunting? Or 24 rounds of continuous fire... What the fuck, pervert, an even bigger pervert than me."

  Jie Si and others nodded one after another, then they also wielded their weapons which were no weaker than Yi Chen's, and hastily chased after them.

  Inside the ancient castle, the people from the Vatican were still cautiously searching, but they didn't find anything.