Seeing the green scimitar slashing towards him rapidly, Moriarty subconsciously wanted to dodge sideways. However, although Moriarty's conscious reaction was not slow, his body that was getting stronger was unable to make synchronized movements. Even if he barely managed to avoid it,
The vital part of the neck was opened, but a large area of the chest was still exposed to the blade.
"How brave!"
At the critical moment, Hamilton, who had been guarding Moriarty, took action. A "lion head halo" suddenly lit up at his feet. Amidst the faint roar of the lion, Hamilton's knight sword came with a
The blood-red blood wiped out the person and struck the green scimitar fiercely.
"when!"
The swords collided. Under the fierce swing of the Scarlet Knight's sword, the green blade was directly lifted away, and the thin figure of the sneak attacker also flew up.
Without pausing, Hamilton turned his sword and stabbed straight at the enemy.
"Whoa!"
In an instant, the knight's sword had hit the thin figure in mid-air.
However, just when everyone thought that the battle was over, their eyes suddenly blurred, and an extremely fast black shadow suddenly descended from the sky and rushed straight towards the position of Viscount Salk. At the same time, another
The curved smaller, narrower, but more deadly green blade protruded from the black shadow's hand, aiming directly at the Viscount's uncovered face.
It was only then that a rather large black robe was twisted into pieces under the blade of the knight's sword, and fell from the air.
"Ha, sandworm, you finally came out!" As the real target of the sneak attack, Viscount Salk laughed excitedly.
Amidst the laughter, a silver rectangular warhammer covered with vertical and horizontal scars appeared silently in the old man's hand.
"call!"
The next second, carrying an incomparable storm, the silver war hammer roared towards the black shadow and the green blade like a thunder plowing a hole. What is even more surprising is that the surface of the war hammer seems to have countless
Intense electric sparks continued to explode. In the flash of electric light, everything around him became extremely clear.
"woman…"
At this time, Moriarty also saw clearly that the attacker who wanted to cut off his neck turned out to be a petite girl.
"snort!"
It seemed that he was surprised by the Viscount's powerful combat power, and more like he was unwilling to clash head-on with the terrifying thunder hammer. He only heard a hoarse groan from the girl, and her originally straight forward figure suddenly moved forward with an incredible flexibility and maneuverability.
It slid in a steep arc, dodging the bombardment of the war hammer in a blink of an eye. Only a few floating long hairs were instantly turned into coke when they were struck by the Viscount's war hammer.
At this time, Hamilton's knight's sword came in pursuit again, more fierce and sharp than before.
After all, there is no need to pay attention to chivalry at all when it comes to despicable sneak attackers.
Seeing that she was being attacked from both sides, it was impossible to do anything. The girl did not stop and turned over to the other side, hoping to break out of the encirclement.
However, at this time, the surrounding noble soldiers and swordsmen had also arrived, and immediately surrounded the attackers. Under the tight siege, even though the girl was extremely agile, she was unable to escape in a short period of time. She could only not escape.
She stopped wandering and kept dodging while running as far away from Hamilton and Viscount Salk as possible. The girl's eyes continued to glance in the direction of the Knights of the Round Table, as if she was extremely afraid of the riding shadow.
"She was the one who killed Knight MacMara." Hamilton had no intention of continuing the pursuit. Looking at the besieged attacker, he put away his sword and still quietly guarded Moriarty.
"Although this female insect is young, it doesn't show any trace of its presence when sneaking, which is good." On the side, Viscount Salk held a warhammer and nodded, but also did not take action again.
The dragon spear rider on the other side didn't even look here.
Seeing that the three most powerful knights present did not move, the girl breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, her eyes sharpened and she thrust outwards even more rapidly.
But at this moment, a series of low and clear spells slowly came from the air.
Immediately, the girl's hair stood on end, and she waved two green blades like crazy, charging forward ferociously, even injuring several places, trying to escape as quickly as possible into the large shadow that was not far away.
Unfortunately, the girl's speed in breaking out of the encirclement was not as fast as Moriarty's speed in casting the spell.
When the girl managed to break out of the siege, the sound of the spell suddenly stopped at this moment.
In an instant, the girl's long brown hair was blown away by the wind, and her sprinting posture, which was originally facing away from Moriarty and others, turned into facing everyone. At the same time, her slender arms were suddenly crossed on her chest.
In front of his face, the blood vessels on his arms kept protruding and twisting like convulsing earthworms. And a pair of black eyes turned into two vertical pupils, one blue and one yellow, shining with frightening fluorescence, staring intently at
On Moriarty's body.
"Snapped!"
Almost at the same time, the brilliant light of the magic arrow pierced the night sky, hitting the middle of the girl's crossed arms in front of her.
"Park!"
The blood was mixed with the magical radiance that spread like stardust, like a strange flower blooming on the girl's chest. However, unlike White who was "shot by an arrow" before, even though the girl was also properly attacked by Moriarty
Magic bombardment, but after vomiting blood, it used the power of the explosion to directly bounce into the shadows behind, and then disappeared after a few ups and downs.
"Go crazy? It turned out to be a hybrid Behemoth... Ha, this female insect seems to be not simple." Looking at the back of the sneak attacker who disappeared quickly, Viscount Salk clicked his tongue and said.
"You mean, orcs?" Although one of his magic arrows failed to kill his opponent, Moriarty didn't care. He slowly exhaled and turned to the old man.
"You don't think so?" The Viscount glanced at Moriarty with a half-smile.
"It doesn't look like that." Moriarty shook his head.
Although Moriarty had never seen an orc before, according to the description in the Continental Chronicle, most of these human-orc hybrids were brutal and vulgar, with strong bodies and ugly looks. The girl who just attacked clearly did not have any of the above characteristics.
Although it was only a quick glance, Moriarty could still roughly grasp the opponent's basic characteristics. However, what is puzzling is that the girl just received a magic arrow, relying on Beamon's unique mad transformation.
Body. So there is nothing wrong with Viscount Salk calling the girl Behemoth.
"Maybe it's a mutated hybrid, who knows, a hybrid of Sandworm and Beamon, haha." The old man said casually.
"The person you are looking for...is in the hands of that female sand thief." At this time, the one-armed man on the other side said in a low voice, his voice already somewhat broken.
"Charlie, find her." Upon hearing this, Viscount Salk immediately looked solemn and said loudly.
"Yes, sir." Qiying rode his horse, turned around and galloped towards the woods on the side.
At this time, the one-armed man, who had been seriously injured until now, finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down. Soon, the red blood completely soaked the soil under him.
"Who is that knight..." Moriarty looked at the forest illuminated by the golden light of the dragon spear, and asked Viscount Salk.
"Charlie is my captain of the bodyguard and served with me in the Southeastern Army." The Viscount smiled lightly.
"Charlie, the 'Spear of the Morning', is recognized by the Kingdom as the Knight of the Round Table who is most likely to attack the 'Temple' within ten years. He is truly a role model for us." Hamilton looked in the direction of the riding shadow and saluted solemnly.
"Haha, 'Lion-Hearted' Hamilton, if I'm not mistaken, you're almost reaching level eight, right? You're only one step away from the Knights of the Round Table." Viscount Salk seemed to have a pretty good impression of Hamilton, so he laughed.
Follow the path.
"Level 8 and level 9, although they sound just a few steps away, are actually the gap between the middle level and the high level. There are thousands of middle level knights in the history of the kingdom, but they can truly cross this line and join the 'Round Table'
How many more can there be? Besides, our generation is still far from the top of the middle class." In response to Viscount Salk's appreciation, Hamilton bowed slightly politely, but his words were extremely calm, and at the same time he turned his eyes.
He looked at the one-armed man who was gradually losing his breath in a pool of blood in front of him.
"Humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, mercy, honesty, spirit, justice. As long as you always firmly uphold the heart of a knight, I believe that day will never be far away." The old man looked at Hamilton and said word for word.
"I am convinced too," Moriarty also said.
"Thank you, Your Excellencies." Hamilton nodded.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of golden light in the forest in the distance. Then a panicked cry came from the forest.
"Look, Charlie caught a bug." Viscount Salk smiled.
"The perception of high-level warriors is enough to break most of the hiding and hiding. Unless they are the Templar or the Grand Arcanist, no one can come and go at will in front of the Knights of the Round Table." Seeing Moriarty's eyes slightly confused, Hamilton said
explained.
"That's right." Moriarty nodded.
"Look, the female insect has been driven back."
Following Viscount Salk's words, the girl who had managed to escape with great difficulty rushed out of the forest on a pony. Behind her, the Knight of the Round Table, Charlie, followed slowly.
, and the iconic golden dragon gun would tap the girl's back from time to time, as if driving away cattle and sheep.
"You guys, let me go, or kill him!"
The girl who was finally forced back into the encirclement by Charlie was no longer calm, her eyes were red, she looked at Viscount Salk, Moriarty, Hamilton and others with shock and anger, and shouted loudly. At the same time, a handful of people were about to be killed.
Luo Yanta, who was tied to the back of the horse, was pulled over, and the green curved edge was immediately pressed firmly against the prisoner's throat.
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Second update.
In addition, in the early morning, updates will be added based on the new book list index.
