Chapter five hundred and sixty nine: Myron's homecoming
"If you don't believe it, I still have an image here..." Archbishop Angus saw that the expression on Knight Myron's face had not changed, and he slowly stretched out a tentacle and pointed it at Knight Myron.
The next moment, a memory appeared in Knight Myron's mind. It was the scene of Archbishop Angus controlling the body of Her Highness the Princess, entering the elf sacrificial field, and detonating all the blood in Her Highness's body.
"Angus!"
"You deserve to die!!"
Knight Myron roared in a hoarse voice. He did not doubt the authenticity of the memory because he knew very well that there was no need for the other party to lie to him.
He was extremely angry at this time, and what was far more than anger was regret and hatred of his own incompetence. No matter how good the shadow talent was, he could not give Villena a happy home. So what if he was the first knight in the kingdom?
Even a girl cannot be protected.
"I don't have time to argue with you. I have more important things to do." Archbishop Angus looked at the angry Knight Myron and said. The next moment, a wall of flesh and blood appeared behind him. Archbishop Angus slowly
Slowly retreat into the flesh and blood wall.
How could the furious Knight Myron watch Angus leave? He suddenly pulled out Altaïr's sword and slashed at Angus with all his strength.
A terrifying sonic boom sounded, and blazing heat hovered over the sword of Altaïr's sword. However, what Knight Myron did not expect was that his blow missed.
The Archbishop Angus who appeared in front of him was just a phantom, and the real Angus appeared behind him...
"Being too emotional can cause big problems." Archbishop Angus's arm squirmed and pierced into Knight Myron's heart.
"I am no longer who I was before..." Archbishop Angus felt the unprecedented strength in his body and said with a rather intoxicated expression.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Archbishop Angus noticed something was wrong. There was obviously nothing where his arm touched at this time.
The next moment, a sharp sense of crisis appeared behind Archbishop Angus. He suddenly dodged to his side, but his arm was cut off by the sharp sword of Altaïr.
【Light bender】
This is the blessing of the Holy Tree of Knight Myron, which is the basis for being able to deceive Archbishop Angus's sight. What deceives Archbishop Angus's terrifying perception is the ability he once trained in the Shadow Assassin training camp.
Myron Knight's talent as an assassin is really good. He said that he was not good at lurking but it was actually a lie. Even after breaking away from the Shadow Assassin, he did not lose his lurking skills, but his training time was inevitably reduced.
many.
If he was not a knight, but an assassin who specialized in assassination, the blow just now might not have been noticed by Archbishop Angus at all.
After finally seizing the advantage of being the first mover, Knight Myron simply didn't even use his shield. He held the sword in both hands and launched a shower of blows at Archbishop Angus!
Archbishop Angus is obviously not good at close combat with people. As the former pope of Manulife Sam, his best fighting method is to use endless spells to defeat the enemy.
Even after tainting the power of the void, close combat is not what he is good at.
But at this time, his strength has reached an unprecedented height. Even if his figure is a little embarrassed, he will not be fatally wounded by the Myron Knight.
"Enough!" Archbishop Angus seemed to have had enough of being pressed and beaten. His body kept squirming and suddenly released a powerful shock wave, knocking Myron Knight away.
Countless tentacles of flesh and blood emerged from his back, biting towards Knight Myron like countless snake heads.
Seeing this, Knight Myron quickly took out his shield, and while blocking with the shield, he slashed his long sword to attack the tentacles.
Suddenly, Archbishop Angus leaped high into the sky, the tentacles behind him squirming and entangled together, and the power of the void visible to the naked eye hovered on the twisting tentacles.
Knight Myron watched Angus's movements with great vigor, but the next second, Archbishop Angus came to him, and his huge tentacles knocked Knight Myron against the wall of the Elf Sacrifice.
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"Ugh..." Knight Myron struggled in pain, a large number of twisting tentacles climbed on his body, and blood mixed with void power spat out from his mouth.
"Goodbye, first knight of the kingdom." Archbishop Angus said softly, injecting huge void power into the blood of Knight Myron.
This is the void power in the body of Archbishop Angus. Just a small amount can cause the body of a formal knight to twist and swell, and eventually die suddenly. But now he has injected nearly half of the amount into Knight Myron!
In this case, even the first knight of the kingdom...
"What?" Archbishop Angus showed a look of surprise on his face.
The violent sword light instantly cut off the tentacles of Archbishop Angus. The muscles in Knight Myron's body expanded violently, almost bursting his silver-white armor.
"You actually took the initiative to absorb my power?" Archbishop Angus looked at Knight Myron in shock, not expecting that he would make such an almost suicidal move.
The next moment, a blood-red sword light struck Archbishop Angus. There was no chance to dodge, and nearly a quarter of Angus's brain-like body was chopped off.
"The void and spiritual power are forcibly fused, and the strong body is used to suppress them for a short period of time..."
"Although it can bring terrifying power, it will also bring you death."
"I won't continue to struggle with you stupidly..."
Archbishop Angus said as the flesh and blood passage behind him opened again, but this time, he was less leisurely and more urgent.
"Angus!!"
A deafening roar reached his ears, and the flesh and blood channel that Archbishop Angus had just summoned was instantly torn into pieces by the violent sword energy. The Myron Knight, who had grown in size, came in front of him and took the sword of Altaïr.
It hit Archbishop Angus' body like a bat.
The terrifying power instantly destroyed most of Archbishop Angus' body. There was no time to repair the body, and even more terrifying sword moves fell on Archbishop Angus one after another.
"What a terrifying strength..." The archbishop's body, which was beaten into a pile of rotten flesh, expanded rapidly, and soon turned into a twisted giant, with countless tentacles emerging from his body.
A large number of eyes stared at Myron Knight, imposing the curse of [Petrified Eyes] on him.
However, this only slowed down the Myron Knight's attack a little. After more than thirty minutes of fierce battle, the Myron Knight slowly stopped moving.
Different from the tall body that swelled and deformed before, the Myron Knight was now thin and thin, like an undead creature with only bones left in the human skin.
"thump......"
The heavy armor crushed Knight Myron's body. He was half kneeling on the ground, holding a sword in one hand and looking at the scarred Archbishop Angus.
After burning away his life force and soul, Knight Myron closed his eyes unwillingly.