The Crown Of The Nine Continents

The Crown Of The Nine Continents
Chapter 168: Knight Training and Shame


An hour had passed since Anryzel ordered the knights to perform extreme physical reinforcement so that they all fell down. After being given large-scale healing and recovery magic by Nivania, the condition of the knights was now back at their best point before they started training.


"Everything's marching!" anryzel's orders loudly.


One hundred and twenty-five knights lined up neatly according to the position they had lined up before. Their movements were very shrewd and well-trained, as if they were already familiar with the order when they had only done it today.


No one complained anymore after receiving the order, neither the male knight nor the female knight. Now they believe in the words of Anryzel who said their safety will be guaranteed during the training.


Behind that, the knights were also amazed at the prowess of Nivania's healing magic that could recover a hundred and twenty-five people at once.


Though inwardly, and showing no expression, but inwardly they wondered who exactly was this woman named Nivania? How can someone who has great abilities never seem to know its existence.


"Now that you have warmed up, then you will train to fight directly!" anryzel exclaimed to the knights.


The intimidating look, such a resolute voice, and serious expression gave the knights an early indication that the combat training in question would actually be conducted right then and there.


However, there was one thing that stuck in the hearts of the knights, namely the question of how the combat exercises were held. Careful preparation must be done before planning battle training, they must divide groups, strategize, and wear suitable equipment so that the training runs smoothly.


Then now, none of them made any preparations. Even the group divisions that are usually done before exercise are not done at all. What exactly was Anryzel thinking? They are curious and curious.


"Maybe some of you want to ask me one thing. I allow it for just one person!"


Someone quickly raised their hand. He is a young man named Esge Sithofulen, a knight who met with Anryzel when the Vinri kidnapping incident occurred.


"Your question?"


Esge loudly and resolutely asked, "Is it alright for us not to make any preparations first, General?"


Anryzel smirked as if he had guessed that this was the question the knights would ask. "A good battle is indeed done with preparation, but there will not always be time to prepare before the battle takes place."


Anryzel continued his words sternly, "A knight must always be ready under any circumstances! Wearing gear or not, wearing weapons or not, knights must remain ready! Do you understand?!"


"Good! We understand, General!" sahut them simultaneously.


Anryzel then took off the outer clothing made especially for her by the kingdom. He also took off some items that could not be included in the battle.


"I gave you three minutes to pick up the gun."


The knights looked at each other for a moment, then they ran towards the armory and took out the weapons that were commonly done in combat training. It was very clear that the weapon they picked up was a blunt object that lacked the appropriate sharpness.


Seeing them carrying unexpected weapons made Anryzel issue his orders once again. The orders are clearer, and easy to understand so that they do not waste time.


"Wrong! Take a really sharp weapon."


The knights were getting more and more confused and wondered, why should they use the best weapons just to conduct training? But since there was no permission to ask, they simply obeyed the order and did everything without complaining or protesting.


All the knights regrouped after taking their respective flagship weapons. Usually sharp original weapons were not allowed to be brought into the training ground, but since Anryzel gave such orders, there might be exceptions.


Anryzel then pointed one by one to divide them into five groups. Each group consisted of twenty-five people, and each individual's abilities had been selected based on Anryzel's observations to complement each other.


"We have only two hours left. I'll give each group twenty minutes of combat training."


Anryzel gave the first group an indication to follow him to a more empty and spacious place. Twenty-five knights followed Anyrzel from behind with such high curiosity.


After arriving at the desired place, Anryzel turned to face the group with a serious expression. His eyes lit up, a red aura began to burn, and Anryzel issued an***** kill to the twenty-five knights present in the first group.


"Now, attack me with all your might. Any kind of strategy would be acceptable, even if you attacked with the intention of killing me."


Anryzel ordered them to attack together. A combat drill conducted by one person against twenty-five does sound quite crazy. But from the point of view of Anryzel, the arrangement of numbers like this is the most suitable and effective.


Despite being superior in numbers, the first group seemed a little hesitant to attack. The doubt was not caused by a single enemy so they felt unfair, but they were worried about the safety of their own lives.


"Sorry, General! But can you promise us one thing?" ask Derrian who thinks that this is the most important issue.


Coincidentally the first group was filled by the top ranking knights so that Derrian was included in his group.


"What's that?"


Derrian with a pale face said, "Please don't take us too seriously."


The remaining people in the group also nodded quickly. They do not want to lose their lives because of a mere combat exercise, if it is like this and their request is rejected, then surely everyone will beg by prostrating so that the request remains accepted.


"Alright, but on condition ... attack me right now!!" anryzel shouted with emotion because the time was wasted.


Derrian and his group trembled, they clasped their respective weapons tightly and a battle cry echoed. Together they attack with a formation used to surround an individual in order not to escape, but at the same time may limit that individual's movements.


"Courage Enhancer!"


A person with light elemental magic ability provides support to frontline attackers. The support magic was increasingly varied as there were five knights who could use support magic in the group.


"Double Strength!"


"Perception Enhancement!"


"Sky Instinct!"


"Eyes of the World!"


"Debuff Reduction!"


"Fatal Strike Resistance!"


"Magic Attack Resistance!"


While some supporters cast support magic on frontline attackers, others used their abilities to create barriers that protected the back line.


Then Derrian along with seven other knights wielding swords surrounded Anryzel from all sides, forming an almost perfect circle, then combining their sword techniques.


"Eight Sword Formation: The Imaginary Line."


The eight knight formation formed a space bounded by a barrier referred to as the line of fantasy. A target who is not allowed to be in this space will experience any drastic status reduction.


The concept of this technique is like a restraint that limits the target so that it cannot do all things freely.


After making sure everything was done, Derrian gestured for the group of spear-wielding knights to enter the barrier. They are categorized as friends so will not be affected by emphasis at all. Instead, they would gain some advantages within the barrier such as strength buffs and others.


Ten spearmen jumped straight into the barrier, then lunged one by one at Anryzel simultaneously. Ten sparkling and sharp spears were pointing at him, so why was Anryzel still motionless? It was because his confidence was so high.


"It seems .. This formation doesn't suit me."


If this was a real battle, then there would be no chance for Derrian and his group to put up barriers. Even if they could put up this barrier with some luck, Anryzel could still break it easily.


It is a pity that before this training took place, Anryzel had promised herself not to use any power other than physical strength. Thus destroying the barrier with sheer physical strength was almost impossible to do.


"Well." Yeah."


Anryzel avoided all spears by jumping up. Several spears seemed to follow him, but Anryzel could still dodge it by performing great maneuvers in midair.


"Hey! It can't be, can it?! The general can move freely in the air!" shouted a spear knight.


The other spear knights ignored the person's words, they preferred to focus on attacking Anryzel without letting him find an opportunity to strike back.


No one realized that Anryzel could not move freely in the air without magic. While at this time, the free-moving Anryzel was only visible in a glance and in fact he always made use of the spear attacks directed by the enemy as a foothold.


That was why, some spear knights always felt the burden posed when attacking was heavier than usual. They did not think it was Anryzel's doing, but rather thought the burden was coming from something else.


"The "spear is a long and powerful weapon. Don't carelessly swing it, it can make you lose strength in every attack."


Anryzel stomped one spear attack to make a further leap. He then landed a few meters away from the swarm of spear knights who attacked him to a safer place to give a little advice.


"Try to pay more attention to each attack. Do not let there be a futile attack so as to waste your energy. First, predict enemy movements, and feel your confidence level about how much the attack will work to the enemy. Once your faith is enough, then you can do it by paying attention to every possibility!"


Anryzel gave instructions for them to attack again. They immediately attacked, and apparently, after being given advice they immediately thought about it and tried to do it. It was evident from every attack they launched this time around had actually predicted the movements Anryzel might make.


"Good, continue."


His instructions were to continue the attack, but the knights unexpectedly instead stepped back within a calculated distance. Anryzel at first felt a little confused by their actions, but moments later a shocking thing happened.


"Collect attention?!"


Anryzel soon realized that just below his feet a large magic circle was created. Based on the observations made by Anryzel carefully for a few seconds, this magic is a type of destruction of one target that aims to eliminate the enemy until it leaves nothing.


Mana's perception had been narrowed down to a twenty-meter radius, but Anryzel did not expect that this was what left him unaware that large-scale magic had been activated.


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Magic is categorized from high level to divine level depending on who is using it. Looking at the size of the magic circle and the mana accumulated in it, it was clear that several knights were working together to cast this magic.


The magic they were emitting was slightly more powerful than high-level magic, but not so great as to reach the Divine level. But still, with Anryzel's current state limiting herself to mana, magic, or skill, she couldn't do much.


The magic circle grew bigger, then it created several duplicates of magic circles stacked up thus amplifying the effect caused.


Not long after, a hot air crept around, flames emerged from the sky as if it was coming from a different dimension. The flames formed a terrifying pillar with such a high degree of heat.


Anryzel's figure was swallowed by the fire to the point of being invisible. Some of the spear knights who saw it had felt worried because they thought that Anryzel was hit by a direct attack without preparing himself first.


If Anryzel was accidentally completely erased, what was their fate? The feeling continued to exist until finally the high-level destruction magic stopped and ran out of energy.


"How's it?!" shouted a Derrian who realized that Anryzel did not use anything to withstand the attack.


Then a spear knight who came from the front pointed towards where Anryzel was before while replying, "That! Look at!"


They focus their eyes to see through the smoke. From behind the smoke, the figure of Anryzel was still standing firmly. Then when the smoke completely disappeared, they could clearly see that Anryzel was in a healthy state.


There were only a few minor burns on Anryzel's body. Meanwhile, the clothes worn by Anryzel were completely charred and destroyed, leaving behind a few small splinters that blocked the most important part of a man.


"Hc .. hahahaha. Very weak, even with my natural magic resistance not being so high, you can only scorch an outfit?" anryzel taunted with a grin that filled the face.


GLEKK


The knights gulped down their spit because they felt that this Anryzel was truly an abnormal person. Even some of them gulped because it felt strange to see Anryzel laughing, and issued a strong intimidation while not wearing any clothes except the splinters of the cloth.


"Eh, well .. even so, you guys graduated for practice this time. Especially graduating in terms of getting me naked."


Feeling that the combat training for the first group had been enough, Anryzel then removed the restrictions within him. He called out some new clothes in the inventory and then used them at top speed so that the movement was impossible for anyone to see there.


After putting on back decent clothes, Anryzel used her ability to undo the barrier made by the Derrian group easily. Then he attacked all of them with such intense pressure that only the strong in mind, mentality, and soul were able to withstand it.


"Well, the first group ends. You can rest, don't forget to watch the next group combat training to gain some experience" Anryzel said.


Derrian and the rest of the first group's knights gasped for air. Their faces were pale, sweat was pouring out profusely, and the strength of their bodies seemed to dissipate to the point that maintaining their bodies to stand up was extremely difficult.


At that time, all members of the first group muttered the same thing, which was about the reality of Anryzel's true abilities.


"So .. is this 'the real power of the General? It is beyond the limits of man!" groan them inwardly while feeling desperate.