The headless knight's footsteps made the swamp water puddles shake violently. Every time those rusty gold boots stepped into the mud, the toxic water around them boiled and evaporated into incredibly thick purple smoke. The creaking sound of the worn-out armor scraping together sounded like the screams of tortured metal.Arthur gripped Finn's short sword tightly. The predator mode in his brain analyzed the enemy's posture at full speed. The system screen in front of his eyes blinked, providing brief data. Level 45. A thirty-five level difference from him. This was no longer about agility or muscle strength, this was a fight against walking death."Spread out, wtf," Arthur yelled, giving the command. "Do not stand in a straight line."The order came out just in time. The giant knight raised his massive sword covered in black moss and swung it horizontally.His speed made absolutely zero sense for armor that heavy.Arthur ducked until his face touched the mud. The wind from the sword sl