Chapter 124 Tactical Stealing Home and Asking for Monthly Pass
Chapter 124 Tactical Stealing (please vote for me)
In the square full of corpses, the pale green ghost war horse was so nimble that it didn't look like a horse at all, but like a cat, agile and light, and quickly shuttled through the square full of corpses.
The broken scene quickly passed by the Green Knight.
Following closely behind were dozens or hundreds of screaming ghosts.
The death knight didn't stop at all. After passing through the door opened by Conrad, he raised his cold five-meter spear and stabbed Conrad in a smooth motion.
Whether it was the corpses on the ground or the potholes in the square, there was no terrain that could slow him down at all.
Just as Conrad was about to throw his thunder spear in order to shoot down the enemy first, Hank felt it.
With a snap, the sun-like light was so bright that the death knight had to rein in his horse, lead the horse's head astray, and then pass by Conrad not far away.
Even so, the death knight still did not forget to give him a tentative poke.
"when!"
A sonorous voice.
He was a little surprised that the opponent's equipment was so good. Not only could it withstand his sharp spear head, but the green spear filled with death energy actually failed to please him.
As soon as the death energy was injected into the shield, it was blown away by a burst of golden flowers rising from it.
The wronged soul that pounced on the opponent was blown away on the spot by several consecutive blows from the light magic.
The death knight galloped away and found that several people on the other side had gathered together to form a small shield formation that was familiar to him.
Hank Gerrard, standing at the head of the formation, slapped the shield with his cross sword, making a sonorous sound.
"Come on! Monster! I'm not afraid of you!"
Well, the Sequence 6 Great Knight of Light versus the Death Knight is definitely a professional counterpart.
The green soul war horse made a small circle, and then launched a second charge. Of course, the effect was really bad.
It has to be said that the two opposing camps, the Knights of Light and the Knights of Apocalypse, have been fighting for almost a thousand years and are very familiar with each other.
If Hank were riding a heroic horse and facing off against the Death Knight right now, the outcome might be decided in an instant.
Unfortunately, during the battle in the lair, Hank and the others lost almost all their equipment, because they had to take a boat, and they didn't even have horses. Besides, ordinary horses can't enter the other world, so they all became foot warriors.
After receiving Mark's order to delay, they will not take the initiative to attack. Now, the Death Knight really feels like a mouse pulling a turtle with nowhere to start.
What’s interesting is that Hank’s side is not helpless. Traditional knights rarely practice bows and arrows, but they have a lightning thrower here!
The majestic [Storm Warrior] Conrad, after a short while, coolly gave the death knight an electric shock.
As the fastest wind element attack, electric shock is almost impossible to dodge.
However, as the Green Knight among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the [Death] Knight is different from the White Knight who represents the [Plague]. They do not engage in mounted shooting.
Over time, the Death Knight suffered a lot, and the situation was a bit stiff, but not completely stiff.
As a result, someone is given more time.
In the soul circuit, Mark took the time to ask: "Hank, are you okay?"
"It's okay, as long as we are not greedy, he can't do anything to us." Hank was full of confidence.
"Okay! Remember! Be sure to be steady!"
"Understood. My Lord."
Mark had no time to hesitate. Since his men were holding the opponent back, he could only rush forward quickly.
Looking at the exaggerated and towering interior space of the fortress, Mark immediately targeted the top floor, and Mini led him to soar upwards like Spider-Man.
Just halfway up, a thick black smoke suddenly spurted out from a mural hanging on the wall, condensing into a vicious and ferocious devil's face.
"Mortal! You cannot escape the fate of death! I curse you! Curse...ah!"
"Bang!" This thing exploded like a firecracker.
Mark observed half a second of silence for this guy.
He saw with his own eyes in Destiny Vision that this thing was trying to erode with the black thread of destiny.
To curse a fate plunderer with a death curse... there is nothing better than this.
Mark clearly saw that the thread of fate stretched out was like a ignited gunpowder fuse, quickly burning back.
As for the firecracker, of course it is itself.
After this thing exploded, it was very funny. Apparently there were many similar trigger-type curse traps on the inner wall of the fortress.
These things seemed to be intelligent and refused to attack Mark.
When Mark looked at his body, he realized that he was now filled with the mighty power of destiny, washing over his whole body. Any inferior cursed gadgets, let alone approaching him, would be overwhelmed by the power of his passing by.
Don't dare to take the lead.
With this experience, Mark felt that he was almost automatically immune to the general evil spirits and sneakiness.
However, when Mark used the spiritual thread to rise to the highest level, he still suffered a small blow.
"Bang!"
Unexpectedly, the other party secretly imprinted a death-type magic circle on the ceiling in front of the entrance to the top floor.
As soon as Mark approached, four translucent skeleton souls immediately emerged from the ceiling. These evil spirits with ferocious skull faces stretched out a withered ghost bone hand from the black robe and pointed at Mark in the distance.
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Mark didn’t know if this was the legendary [Finger of Death].
He almost subconsciously summoned a group of cannon fodder instantly, fired a shot into the air, and fell rapidly due to the reaction.
[Greed], [Jealousy], [Sloth], etc., all came out as soon as the priests came out.
Their originally translucent bodies were touched by the evil power of death, and shrunk on the spot like balloons being popped.
"Mini! Hold me!" Mark said with a mental thought, and a rice-shaped spiritual silk net immediately appeared directly below the position where he fell.
Minnie did as she was told without saying a word, but the meaning was very clear: whether you can stand or not is your problem.
The four spiritual threads formed a strong point. If it were Mark in the past, he would definitely not be able to stand up.
Since absorbing the power of the Valkyrie's legs, Mark has undergone a transformation as if he was completely reborn.
Originally with his head down and his feet in the air, he turned over flexibly in mid-air, and his toes firmly reached the center of the rice-shaped spiritual silk.
The next second, he used the rebound strength of the spiritual thread to fly high into the sky like a cannonball, aiming at the rune on the ceiling with [Night Owl] and stabbing it.
"Ah wu..." The magic circle suddenly shattered, and the unwilling roars of the evil spirits came from the ethereal void.
That's all.
Mark turned over again, stood upside down with his feet on the ceiling, and finally jumped to the door of the top hall.
The door is open.
Everything inside can be seen extremely clearly under the illumination of the dim green ghost-fire candlesticks lit on both sides of the hall.
There are more than a dozen lifelike statues standing on both sides of the hall.
There are angels, demons, demons, and... Valkyries.
These statues have one thing in common - they don't include arms.
Just like the statue of Venus on Earth, the arms are broken at shoulder level.
Connected to the statue are surprisingly real arms, including beautiful ectoplasmic arms and disgusting things covered with abscesses.
"Naughty guy!" Minnie complained in Mark's heart.
Mark sensed the battle situation outside and found that Conrad and the others were a little unable to support it. It was simple. This fortress and the square in front of the fortress were the territory of the death knight.
When the Death Knight shamelessly attacked Hank and the others with the undead aura of the entire square, even if Hank was a Sequence 6 Great Knight of Light, they were nothing more than a boat in the sea that could capsize at any time under the attack of this level of death waves.
Flat boat.
"Hurry up." Mark strode towards the Valkyrie statue in the center of the Death Knight collection.
Just as he passed an angel statue, an accident happened.
In his opinion, an angel's right arm that should be completely dead suddenly moved. This right arm belonging to a male angel actually broke away from the shackles of the statue, flew over out of thin air, and turned into a white stream of light, ignoring
Mark's will poured into his right arm.
"Ah..." Mark couldn't stop himself.
The next second, Destiny Dice sent a congratulatory message: [Congratulations to the host for temporarily gaining the power of (Purifying Hand)! 】
"Wait, I..."
Perhaps sensing the existence of the Valkyrie's body residing in Mark's soul, on the lifelike Valkyrie statue in front of him, the Valkyrie's left arm also turned into a stream of light and rushed into Mark's left arm.
Mark clearly 'saw' that in the cabin of his soul space, the remnant body of the Valkyrie on the bed already had an extra left hand.
[Congratulations to the host, you have gained the power of the Valkyrie. 】
What kind of power it is, is a bit unclear.
This did not prevent Mark from feeling the surging power reverberating in his arms. It seemed that it was not just the left arm that added strength, but both hands together. However, only the right hand had extra purification capabilities.
Uh, has this turned into a unicorn arm?
Mark was embarrassed.
It was only then that the Death Knight, who was still causing a wave of death in the square, finally realized that his home had been stolen.
"Thief! Shameless thief! You actually deliberately diverted me, Sir Alanzo, to steal my treasure!?" The death knight Alanzo was so angry that he decisively abandoned Conrad and others, and rode back like crazy.
The death knight who had been attacking furiously just now suddenly abandoned them and left. How could Conrad and the others still not know what was happening?
"My lord, do you need support?"
"That's enough. I'll finish the rest. You did a good job. Go back to the ship and wait for orders."
"yes!"
While sensing the death knight's position, Mark calmly took off all the arms, wrapped them in Barsatan's bubbles, and stored them in his warehouse in the Hall of Valor.
When the pale green ghost horse jumped left and right from the huge cylindrical inner wall of the fortress with an incredible agility, all the way to the top, the gift Mark prepared for the other party took effect.
Countless spiritual threads criss-crossed, surrounding the impulsive Death Knight in mid-air across from the top hall.
The death knight has nowhere to turn.
At this moment, a heavily armored humanoid monster slammed open the door of the hall and slammed into Alanzo, who was in mid-air with nowhere to run.
Even though this guy's chest was completely penetrated by the green spear, he still hugged Alanzo tightly without feeling anything.
A burst of huge force came, and both parties fell uncontrollably...