Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

Feeling the sudden surge of strength in his spirit, it seemed as if both physical and mental fatigue were slightly alleviated.


Closing his eyes, amidst the pulsating magic elements activated by the Boiling Heart, uncontrollably, there was a unique swirl faintly surging.


Leon didn't rush to immerse himself in this strange state, he lowered his blade and quickly stepped forward to check on Zabron, "Can you stand up? Are you hurt?"


Zabron propped himself up on his hands, removed his helmet with a heart-startled sigh of relief. Thanks to a timely bending motion of the arm, he didn't try to withstand that force but instead let the Shield that was knocked back slap against his Chest Armor, which saved him from an arm injury.


He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm alright, my Lord. Your strength suddenly became quite frightening."


Chapter 113 Magic Element