I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 20 Heavy Strike and Thrust

three seconds...

Did you kill that Phase Spider?

That's impossible for a novice soldier.

Although Phase Spider-related quests have never appeared in the Adventurers' Guild, they are at least at the highest level of [Hard].

A four-person team, including one intermediate-level professional, is required to complete the task reliably.

However, there is now a very special prerequisite.

"Can you freeze that giant spider for three seconds?" Cyrion asked.

As far as he knew, most of the charm spells of mages were high-level, and Wilder was just an apprentice, so how could he possibly master such a thing?

However, he had just witnessed Wilder drive away the giant spider with a shout.

"Can."

Wilder nodded.

In fact, he believed he could barely release two more [commands], which together would freeze the giant spider for nearly seven seconds.

But it's best to end the fight within three seconds.

One reason is that the giant spider has been controlled several times in a row, so it is very likely that it will find a way to counter it.

Secondly, Cyrion must be made determined to deliver a fatal blow.

"To be honest, I'm not sure if I can do it," Cyrion said truthfully. "To kill it with one blow, you have to plunge the sword into the gap between its head and chest, directly destroying its central nervous system."

"Can't you do it?" Wilder asked.

"Giant spiders are fine, but phase spiders... might be a bit difficult."

Cyrion raised his one-handed sword. "I just stabbed it in the head, but it didn't kill it. This beast's armor and muscles are much tougher."

He gritted his teeth: "Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you use a level two combat skill, a heavy thrust, to concentrate all your strength into one point and instantly pierce its outer armor."

As Cyrion mentioned before, he has only learned the movements of the second-level combat skills, and his power application is not yet up to par, so he is still a novice warrior.

The two remained silent for a while.

Gru was still unconscious, and Lyle's wound hadn't completely stopped bleeding. They didn't have much time left and couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Give it a try."

Cyrion slightly bent over, his gaze darkening.

"Hide them well. If we succeed, we succeed; if not, we'll go back to town and get reinforcements."

It is said that many professionals mastered combat skills in fierce battles, which is how they were promoted.

Perhaps this time, he can too.

"Hmm." Wilder stood up as well.

The two hid Gru and Lyle and slowly emerged from the bushes.

The phase spiders spotted them immediately, their eight agile eyes turning in unison, their eight long limbs arching, poised to strike.

"Are you ready?" Wilder asked in a low voice.

Cyrion did not answer, but simply turned the hilt of his sword half a circle in his palm, slightly lowering his center of gravity.

"hiss--"

Unable to suppress its hunting instincts, the giant spider trembled and leaped towards the two.

"Don't rush," Wilder said softly.

Three seconds are precious.

Closer.

Closer.

When the giant spider's terrifying face was once again less than three feet away from Wilder—

"Lie down and don't move!!!"

【instruction】

The intense surge of magical power, carrying an irresistible aura, instantly stunned the giant spider's ever-moving eyes.

Then, its body froze in place, and its long limbs slowly relaxed.

"Bang!"

His entire abdomen lay flat on the ground.

Countdown begins!

three.

Cyrion pushed off the ground and charged forward, stepping onto one of the giant spider's forelimbs with his left foot and using his strength to flip himself onto its carapace.

Eight dull eyeballs were at his feet, and the gap between his head and abdomen was clearly visible; the fatal blow was right in front of him.

two.

Cyrion stood with his feet on either side of the crevice, his hands gripping a single-handed sword upside down, veins bulging on his arms, the blood vessels almost bursting through his rough skin.

He took a deep breath, urging the unique warrior's power within him to surge upwards and converge in his arms.

Just like every time he practiced, he could feel that he hadn't gathered enough power.

Support yourself on the ground with the balls of your feet, using up a little bit of your weight.

Use your legs to maintain balance, and use a little bit of that.

The abdomen connects the upper and lower body, so a little bit is used up.

The memory in every muscle was greedily devouring all the power he wanted to channel into his arms.

One.

That's too late.

"roar!"

The composed warrior let out a wild roar, and a faint white light gathered on his one-handed sword—the light of burning power.

[Heavy Strike Thrust]

The sword pierced down!

The hard steel blade was sharper than ever before, like a steel nail used to judge a traitor, piercing deep into the giant spider's neck!

The outer armor shattered, and green blood gushed out.

"hiss!!!"

The giant spider let out a mournful hiss, its massive body trembling violently.

The excruciating pain brought it back to consciousness earlier than before, which also meant that the blade that had exhausted Cyrion's power had not penetrated deep into its central nervous system.

"Still haven't succeeded?"

In that instant, the first thing that came to Cyrion's mind was not danger, but regret for his own abilities.

I've been stuck at the beginner warrior level for six or seven years, why can't I get past that final step...?

The giant spider thrashed its body wildly, throwing Cyrion off balance. He could only grip the sword hilt with both hands and barely hang on it.

A sharp spider leg stabbed from the side.

"Pfft!"

It went through his calf.

"Ouch!" he cried out in pain.

The plan has completely failed, and now even retreat may not be an option.

"Lie down and don't move!!!"

Wilder resorted to his old trick, intending to make the giant spider stop first so he could save Cyrion.

However, the giant spider didn't even glance at him; all eight of its eyes were fixed on Cyrion on its back. Having learned its lesson, it was no longer fooled.

"Pfft!"

Wilder watched helplessly as another spider leg pierced through Cyrion's other calf, blood gushing out.

"Well……"

The warrior's roar grew fainter and fainter, his trembling hands on the verge of losing their grip on the sword hilt.

What should I do?

What should I do?!

Wilder's brain was working frantically.

Should we run?

Applying oil to the soles of the feet?

My magic power is insufficient.

However, to avoid being bewitched, the giant spider's attention was not on him at all, giving him ample time to escape.

but……

Although Wilde was not some virtuous saint, if he ran away now, today's memories would surely be the beginning of his muddled and confused state.

Sudden.

A bizarre idea flashed through my mind.

Is this a bit far-fetched?

But this is the last chance.

"Cyrion!"

He shouted at the man on the spider's back who was about to lose his will to fight.

"Run..." Cyrion looked at him in despair and uttered two words.

However, Wilder did not move.

He shouted at Cyril:

"Heavy Thrust!!!"

Four simple words, carrying the last of Wilder's magic power, burst forth.

【instruction】

Cyrion froze.

The mind, which was filled with complex emotions of fear, regret, and despair, suddenly became empty.

A powerful thrust.

Only these four words remain.

The warrior's unique source of power surged within him, and all the energy rushed to his strong arms like a tidal wave, without holding back a single drop.

He didn't even stand up to adjust his posture; he simply gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands and instinctively stabbed it into the giant spider's neck.

Power ignited a surge of white light on the blade.

Heavy Thrust!

"Bang!!!"

A loud bang.

The phase spider, which was hissing just a second ago, has fallen completely silent.

In what seemed like an instant, the border forest returned to tranquility.