Chapter five hundred and forty-fifth: the temptation to go home
"Is this...the soul of resentment?" Lu Qing asked, looking at the figure half-kneeling in the center of the sacrificial field in the distance.
She felt the power from the soul of resentment from the other party. If she guessed correctly, the other party should be of a type with low spiritual activity and extremely high resistance to spiritual power. Only physical attacks can cause damage to it.
"Ling, is this the guy you were talking about before?" Lu Qing noticed something and silently retracted Bai Lang's question.
"That's him." Ling hid behind Lu Qing with some fear, looked at the armor in the distance and said, "This armor has been squatting here for fifty years. No matter how close any creature comes to this place, it will be attacked by him."
"..." Pursing her lips, Lu Qing relaxed her frown and sighed: "That's it."
The clothes on her body gradually changed, and soon she was wearing a red and white assassin suit.
[The Florence Eagle Ezio card is fully activated]
"Wein is still alive, don't interfere, this is what I have to do." Lu Qing walked towards the figure in the center of the sacrificial hall, and slowly pulled out the Sword of Altaïr given by the card.
At the same time, the armor in the distance also felt Lu Qing's arrival, and stood up from the ground dragging its heavy body.
He looks much bigger than Lu Qing, at least two meters tall. Coupled with the huge silver-white metal buckle in his hand, he looks full of oppression.
However, what Lu Qing cares about most is actually the weapon in the opponent's hand.
It was a sharp long sword with a snow-white blade and an eagle head pattern. It was the same weapon she was holding. It was the sword of Altaïr that Lu Qing gave to Knight Myron in the prison of the royal capital!
"You have been here for fifty years." Lu Qing stared at the figure in armor and said.
"..." No one responded to her. Lu Qing looked into the eyes of the armor, but could only see the endless darkness under the armor.
"Hoo!" Lu Qing responded with a powerful and heavy sweep. The armor suddenly took a step forward, holding the long sword in his right hand and slashing at Lu Qing.
"You are much weaker than Myron Knight." Lu Qing said after dodging the opponent's attack backwards.
"Bang!!"
Altaïr's sword slashed on the ground, making a heavy sound. If it were Knight Myron, he would never use the weapon so roughly.
After all, after becoming the spirit of resentment, Myron Knight is no longer Myron Knight.
Thinking of this, Lu Qing thrust out the long sword in her hand, trying to stab the armor's head.
"clang!"
The hard round shield blocked Lu Qing's straight thrust. The armor suddenly raised its right leg and kicked Lu Qing hard in the abdomen. When she lost her balance, her right shoulder hit Lu Qing hard.
On the body.
For some reason, Lu Qing suddenly had an illusion of Knight Myron standing in front of her and smiling. That smiling face seemed to say, "You are still young."
In the blink of an eye, the figure of Knight Myron disappeared, and what appeared in front of Lu Qing's eyes was the sharp Sword of Altaïr in the armor's hand.
Quickly dodging the armor's attack, Lu Qing and the opponent slowly circled and faced each other, looking for each other's flaws and opportunities to attack forward.
"It would be too shameless to have an extra set of armor and shield." Lu Qing thought with a headache.
Just as she was thinking this, Armor suddenly ran over and slashed at Lu Qing with his sword.
This blow cannot be blocked with a sword, because once she blocks the opponent's attack with the weapon in her hand, when the weapons are in a stalemate and cannot be used, the armor will use the shield in her hand as a weapon to hit her.
abdomen.
Of course, Lu Qing can also quickly retreat to distance himself after blocking the attack with his weapon.
"My choice is..."
Lu Qing quickly moved to the left side to avoid the armor's slash, and at the same time, he swung Altaïr's sword hard and slashed behind the knee of the armor's right leg.
"Bang!"
With a heartbreaking sound, the armor's right leg bent and fell to the ground. Lu Qing slashed Altaïr's sword towards the armor's neck again.
However, after the armor knelt on the ground, it quickly rolled to the left. Lu Qing's decapitation blow was not successful.
Instead, the armor did not stand up immediately after the roll. Instead, it stretched out its right leg and kicked Lu Qing's feet hard, causing him to fall to the ground.
Seeing this, Armor quickly raised his sword and stabbed straight towards Lu Qing's heart.
Turning over to avoid the opponent's attack, Lu Qing clenched her right hand and punched the armor's cheek hard, causing her hand to hurt a little from the shock of the hard face armor.
The armor was knocked back two steps by Lu Qing's punch. Seeing Lu Qing raise his sword to pursue, he quickly raised his shield to block.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Lu Qing's three consecutive swords were blocked by her armor and shield. The force that bounced back made her feel as if the hand holding the sword was no longer her own.
But there is a price to pay for hiding behind a shield.
Lu Qing thought so, raised her right leg and kicked the shield in the armor's hand hard.
"Bang!"
The shield made a dull sound. The armor held the shield in its hand and staggered backwards when Lu Qing kicked it.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Qing rushed forward, raised the hilt of the sword and hit the back of the armor hard, almost knocking it to the ground.
Without giving the opponent a chance to regroup, after smashing the opponent's head, Lu Qing raised his knee and kicked the armor's forehead hard, making the opponent dizzy.
"Pfft!"
The sharp sword of Altaïr pierced the chest of the armor. In order to prevent death, Lu Qing raised the sword upwards, then pulled out the sword and stepped back.
"thump......."
The armor slowly knelt down on the ground, turning into light black spots and dissipating.
【Magic 500】
【Soul 1000】
These two lines of text suddenly floated before Lu Qing's eyes.
"The magic element has increased by 500, so what is the soul?" Lu Qing looked at the words that appeared in front of her and asked with some confusion.
Before she had time to think about it, after the armored spirit of resentment was defeated by Lu Qing, a round silver-white shield floated beside her.
If nothing else goes wrong, this should be the opponent's core. Time is running out. She needs to carve a Myron Knight mask as soon as possible to take away the power in the core, otherwise the resentful soul will be resurrected.
Lu Qing cut off a branch growing on a tree next to the elf sacrificial site with a sword. Seeing that the surface was exuding a light black void atmosphere, he said with some doubts: "Can this thing be used..."
"It's all wood anyway, so it should be about the same in use." Lu Qing thought with some uncertainty.
Time no longer allows her to linger like this. If there is a breath of void power, then it must be a breath of void power.
Anyway, the resentful soul that needs to be conquered also has something to do with the void. Maybe it will make the other party feel like going home?
"How do you say that...the temptation to go home? Yes, it is the temptation to go home."
Thinking of this, Lu Qing took out the Word of the Rock from the locker and recalled the appearance of Knight Myron in his mind to carve it.
Perhaps because she was more skilled in skills, or perhaps because Knight Myron's face was easier to carve, it only took Lu Qing fifteen minutes to carve out the mask this time.