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Chapter 123 What is justice? XI

 In the forest, the long sound of the horn is echoing.

Hidden in the forest, the ranger wiped his cracked lips with the back of his hand, stared at the situation in the valley, raised the horn in his hand, put it to his lips, and then took a deep breath.

At that moment, the whimpering tone reverberated lowly through the forest.

Viewed from above, the gray torrent is surging towards the three people in the center. On both sides of the valley, in the forest, the light of the torches is like a winding curve, sweeping down along the mountainside.

Bader Blackfeather rode on the tall troglodyte. He tightened the reins and turned the mount around. He held his head high and stared at the situation on the battlefield. In the gap under the metal visor, his eyes flashed.

Uncertain light.

Everyone watching this scene, whether they were outside the screen or inside, had their hearts in their throats at this moment. After fighting for half a night, they finally found an opportunity, but

Whether you can seize this opportunity or not depends on whether you can stop these knights.

The Storm Lord's Guardian Knight actually appeared here. This was something they never expected at first. People almost immediately thought that this might be Bard Blackfeather's personal opinion - the Crow Claw Saint.

The caretakers of the temple have always been known for their prudence and caution.

A rushing torrent.

The three of them said nothing. Luo Hao only spat and set up his big shield, leaving only one eye on the edge of the shield to silently watch the approaching line. The big sword used by the gray knight was as heavy as

In the forest, a black cloak spread over the mountain stream, and the long white feathers on the helmet undulated like waves. Gradually, one could see clearly the cold gazes under the mask.

Similar to wild animals——

Everyone's eyes were focused on them at this moment.

"Knight, the strength type, is it a Templar Knight, a Crusader or a Judge?" Luo Hao muttered, thrust the long sword in his hand into the snow, and then removed a hand ax from behind the big shield.

He held it in his hand. He squinted his eyes, raised his hand, and pointed forward to take a look.

The gray knight's marching route was fitting in his eyes, and the heavy images gradually merged into one. He shook his neck, swung the flying ax in his hand hard, and a streak of silver flew towards the knight's array.

It is a powerful throwing technique of the warrior type, and each of the fat man's throwing axes is of A+ grade quality made by Fang Plover, and all have the 'speed' and 'strength' prefixes (other 'defective products' are handed over

To the Oak Knights). The gray knight tried to block the blow with his two-handed sword, but the light passed between his hands at an incredible speed and hit him in the chest.

The man flew up and hit the people behind him, causing several of them to fall down.

But this blow was like a stone thrown into the sea, not even a drop of water was picked up by the tide.

But there was no uneasy look on Luo Hao's face.

He squinted at the man's falling action, replayed the opponent's previous blocking method in his mind, then turned around and swiped down hard with his hand:

The opponent's basic profession may be Templar.

Behind him, Luo Yu nodded slightly.

The enemy was so close that it seemed that even the white mist spraying out of his mouth was gradually becoming clear.

Less than fifteen steps——

Luo Hao took a breath, pulled out his sword from the snow, danced a sword flower, and held it in his hand. He stood the big shield on the ground, tilted it slightly, moved his steps backward, and leaned his center of gravity forward.

He was ready to engage the enemy. At that moment, a tall gray knight had already shot in front of him. The opponent let out a hoarse and low roar, raised his hands and slashed at him with a sword.

The moment the two sides started fighting, both sides almost found out the opponent's strength - there was not much difference. However, the Gray Knight slashed with his sword, only to find that the other party had accidentally let go of the shield, and his sword struck the shield that had lost its support.

They all fell down against the tilting shield, but Luo Hao's body swayed and moved to one side.

The gray knight instinctively felt that something was wrong, and quickly dropped the big sword and pulled out the dagger from his waist with his backhand. However, before he could touch the hilt of the sword, he suddenly felt a huge force coming, and then he realized that the fat man opposite was throwing away the big shield.

At the same moment, he stepped aside and rushed towards him.

The Gray Knight only felt himself rising into the air and falling heavily to the ground. He quickly held on to his helmet and tried to get up again from the snow. But just as he righted his helmet, he saw a silver light in front of his eyes, and then faced the door.

There was a sharp pain and he lost consciousness.

Luo Hao pulled out the hand ax from the gray knight's helmet and swung it hard, pulling out a long blood flower in the snow. Looking up, he saw at least three or four knights rushing towards him in the mountain stream.

, he calmly swung the flying ax with his backhand, and the same situation happened again. After a flash of silver light, a knight screamed and fell down covering his face.

Outside the community, there were already sounds of breathing in.

"Holy crap, who is that Iron Guard?"

"One with an axe, there are already three. Are those Gray Knights stupid and unable to hide?"

"Four."

"Something's wrong. Why is his ax flying so fast?"

"Any special skills, Savage Thrower?"

"Savage Throwers cannot wear heavy armor."

After Luo Hao knocked down the fourth opponent, he immediately retreated.

At this moment, another knight had attacked from one side. Luo Hao immediately blocked the opponent's sword with a backhand sword. Because the quality of the weapons and the strength of both sides were different, this sword almost made his right arm numb.

He secretly screamed a mistake, and hurriedly stepped aside to take a step, and then retreated again. The gray knight swung his sword three times, but all failed. There was a hint of surprise in his expression, and he couldn't help but raise his head and look at him.

There was no expression on Luo Hao's face, and he had already sneered in his heart, thinking: "Fat Master, I have analyzed more battles than you have eaten. I am just a Templar Knight. You can use whatever method you have, I will

So what if I give you ten swords?"

But it was impossible to give way to Ten Swords. There were enemies approaching from all directions, so he could only fight quickly. In fact, he was still a little nervous in his heart, and couldn't help but take a breath - theory is theory, practice is

When it comes to actual combat, there are too many people talking on paper.

But after three or four actual battles, the fat man became more and more at ease as he fought, as if everything he had mastered in his heart was gradually integrated and turned into instinct.

After the Cavaliers' joint attack, he actually felt confident.

That feeling of bursting with confidence was a bit too wonderful. It was as if he was overlooking his every move from a higher level. Every sword move was not only perfect, but even exceeded his own expectations. The more he fought, the more excited he became.

He actually forced two people away with one sword and shouted:

"Come again!"

The two Gray Knights looked at each other, obviously feeling that they were not much different from each other in terms of strength, but they could not break through the opponent's defense. Although the Iron Guard was indeed good at defense, was it too much? But the two of them were not enough, there were more.

Knights were pouring in one after another, three or four. Luo Hao finally couldn't resist, so he rolled back and picked up his shield from the snow.

With the shield in hand, he, the iron guard, suddenly became a complete body. He defended the attacks of four or five people by himself, but the opponent was unable to make an inch. Now no one calls Luo Hao a 'barbaric thrower'. Even a blind man can see it.

Come out, this is an extremely professional iron guard.

It was just that people opened their mouths, and then they thought of something - when this guy was resisting three or four people at first, it seemed that he didn't even have a shield? When he was dealing with two Gray Knights by himself, he was still able to counterattack.

?What kind of strength level is this?

Some people's eyes are shining. Is there such a seedling among the free-chosen people? Those headhunters have almost turned on the video recording function, and while observing the live broadcast, they took out their notebooks and wrote on the paper.

Stop. Some people have even started to contact their colleagues and inquire about their backgrounds.

There were endless discussions in the live broadcast room, and people were asking about the origin of this fat man. But until someone poured a basin of cold water on him: "The other person seems to be from the Seven Seas Brigade."

"hiss--?"

There was silence for a moment in the live broadcast room: "No way, how did the Seven Seas Brigade find these people? Coincidence? This is too good luck, right?"

"Who is this Seven Seas Brigade? Could it be the white gloves of some big guild?"

"If I have to say it, I think elite is the most suspicious——"

But people were talking a lot, and Luo Hao finally reached the point where he couldn't hold it any longer.

On the one hand, there is a sharp decline in physical fitness. Even extraordinary performance cannot make up for the drop in data. Physical strength is one in the system, and two is two. After it drops below 50% and 30%,

, the 10% and 30% attenuation of all attributes are real.

And once it reaches zero, no matter how determined you are, you will still be unable to move.

On the other hand, after a moment of fighting, more and more Gray Knights swarmed up. Although he was not the only one on this front, others obviously did not have this ability. This line of defense in the mountain stream was actually already under control.

The festival was defeated.

Luo Hao took a deep breath and realized that it was irreversible, but he didn't feel any uneasiness in his heart. Suddenly he pulled out another throwing ax from under the big shield and swung it hard. Those knights had seen his methods before and realized that

These flying axes were extraordinary, and they were so frightened that they all retreated.

But who knew that the fat man was just a feint. He held the handaxe and stepped back. Before he could feel sad about the long sword he had thrown on the ground, he whistled around and shouted: "Use me as your benchmark, get behind me."

!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the big shield in his hand to the ground.

But his shout was actually unnecessary. Most of the iron guards of the redeemed had already retreated behind him. At this time, not far behind Luo Hao, Luo Yu, who had been prepared for a long time, finally raised his hand.

Staff -

A glimmer of light was shining from the magic furnace behind the young man - three beams of light extended upward along his arm, passed through the silver thread on the glove, and poured into the raised staff, all the way to the head of the staff.

Inside the crystal. The crystal shook slightly, and the next moment it emitted a dazzling light, and an invisible barrier expanded in all directions.

Someone among the gray knights slowed down. The leading knight raised his head and squinted his eyes at the scene. More flashes of light flashed in the forest, one after another, and something invisible seemed to be happening on the ether sea.

The changes, invisible lines, connect every node on this network.

"It's the other party's elementalist and magician!"

"Crossbowmen, come out and shoot in that direction!"

Someone shouted.

Behind the knight, the mercenaries were standing in a row, raising their large shields and setting up their gleaming spears.

The herald repeated the command loudly.

One by one, the crossbow shooters raised the crossbow, pulled the winch, loaded the crossbow bolt, and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, flying arrows rained down on the battlefield, but all the crossbow arrows flying towards Luo Yu fell down one after another as soon as they touched the invisible light barrier. Luo Yu glanced at them silently, and then let go

After flattening the head of the staff, the surrounding air rotated, forming a bunch of ice crystals that hung in front of the staff.

"That is……"

"Ritual spells?"

People seem to recognize this spell.

But what surprised them was that the spell itself prepared by Luo Yu——

"Summon elemental puppets?"

"Summoning a puppet does not require ritual casting..."

"And doesn't summoning spells require a lot of preparation?"

"...It's too late to open the gate to the realm... It takes at least two or three days to prepare spells such as the gate to another world, right?"

In the silence, Bader Heiyu couldn't help but raise his head, but there was a glimmer of uneasiness in his heavy eyes, and he seemed to have remembered something.

And at that moment——

In the forest, a pair of eyes were watching all this calmly. Jita gently raised her hand and placed it on the cold, ancient title page. At that moment, the heavy book seemed to be turning by itself.

Opening it, twisted words appeared on the page one after another.

She opened her mouth and read softly:

"The Breath of the North crosses the cold stairs, the icy throne restrains the Queen of Winter, and the returning hunters walk on the sea of ​​ice and among the black plains. The trombone of Anstalya has already arrived

The Eastern Realm of the Kings..."

The sound resounded through the forest.

Everyone couldn't help but look back.

The look on Bud Blackfeather's face finally changed, and he roared angrily for the first time: "At any cost, rush over and stop them—!"

There was a commotion in the community.

The other party is...?

"Extreme elemental environment..." someone suddenly said.

"Summoning elemental creatures is summoning from the realm of elements," the man continued immediately: "They don't need to open the door, they just need to create a similar realm in the material world."

But how to make the elemental realm appear within the material realm?

An answer has actually surfaced.

Naturalist.

People in the community seem to have finally connected everything that happened a few days ago. As early as the battle a few days ago, people have always had two opinions about the vision of Terraeche, the King of Crows.

My guess is that one is an illusion master and the other is a naturalist, but compared to the latter, the former is at least more common.

But now, there is no need to doubt it anymore.

Just a top alchemist, a naturalist, and the previously outstanding Iron Guard, the originally ordinary name of the Seven Seas Brigade seemed to suddenly become mysterious in everyone's hearts.

But everyone in the community suddenly realized that they had missed something?

Following the watcher's order, four figures suddenly appeared among the gray knights. They crossed the line at the faster speed of ordinary knights and rushed in the direction of Jita.

The speed of these four knights was so fast that the iron guards on the front line almost didn't react at all and let them pass through the defense line. The figures of the four knights pulled out a long afterimage, like a

A gray line piercing the direction of the forest.

Luo Hao threw the flying ax in that direction, but it could only make one of them stop, and the remaining three still kept walking. It could be said that it was too late at that time, but it was fast at that time, and suddenly there was light in the forest.

There was a dazzling flash, and the dazzling light seemed to arrive in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of one of them——

The female knight was so horrified that she could only roll sideways and get out of the way in an extremely ugly posture, letting the light spear fly over her head. It dragged a long wake and shot into the gray knight in the distance.

There was a loud noise in the front line, and a series of seven or eight Gray Knights.

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded, and then saw the short figure walking out of the forest.

Her childlike face, snow-white cheeks, with a trace of blush, and her crystal clear eyes stared at the gray knight in front of her. Her small chest rose and fell, and the coat of arms on her chest was like a gryphon spreading its feathers.

, wearing a thick rose-colored long cloak behind him.

And she was pulling out the holy sword from there, holding it with both hands, and stopped it in front of the opponent.

"Ah, Miss May!"

"awsl!"

There was even a cry: "Miss Mei really joined this adventure group!"

"Ah, what should I do? I am on the side of the descendants of Flor, but Miss May is so cute!"

But few people notice the other side.

But the moment a Gray Knight rushed out of the forest, he immediately retreated from there as if he had been electrocuted. He retreated several times before he could regain his balance. He couldn't help but raise his head and looked ahead in shock. "

...Who are you?" the Gray Knight asked in a hoarse voice.

There, the maid lady was slowly withdrawing her right hand. On the huge gauntlet, the open blades were sending out streams of rising steam in the snowy wind.

"...Why can't I detect your breath at all?"

The gray knight had a look of disbelief on his face: "Construct!?"

"Elray," a voice came from the other side at this moment: "Don't get entangled with her, our target is in the forest."

The remaining gray knight gave a hint in this direction and stepped into the forest with an arrow. However, before he could stand firm, he saw two black shadows flying in front of him. "Net arrow, crossbow"

Archer?" The knight saw clearly the two crossbow bolts juxtaposed and a large net dragged in the middle, and reacted immediately.

He slashed forward with his sword, trying to cut it off, but the moment the sword tip touched the web, the gray knight's expression changed. He almost shouted in disbelief: "Silver Mane Spider Silk

!?" He never even dreamed that someone would use this thing to make materials for 'catching net arrows'. Do these people have so much money that they have nowhere to burn it?

But even so, the knight's reaction was still fast enough. He immediately let go and retreated, and then stepped aside. His movements were almost so fast that the net seemed to fly over the afterimage he left behind.

Unfortunately, before he could rejoice after taking a step away, he felt his feet were empty.

At that moment, the Gray Knight only had time to raise his head and watched in disbelief as a large net fell from above his head - needless to say, it must also be silver-maned spider silk. And ahead, at the last moment he fell into the pit, he only saw that place.

A little girl suddenly emerged from the bushes, clapping her hands, jumping and shouting:

"Oh, I got it!"

"It's just good luck!" A shrill voice came from the forest. "If he hadn't reacted quickly, I would have captured him."

"No," Ai Xiaoxiao said angrily: "I asked brother Luo Yu to help dig more than forty holes here, but they will always step on one? This is obviously my plan for a rainy day, the king of pits, Ai

Tiny!"

The Gray Knight lying at the bottom of the pit only had a series of curse words running through his mind at that moment.

And it was at this moment that the soft chanting voice of the girl in the forest finally came to the last chapter:

"Saints, please listen to my prayer under the ice wall——"

Kitta took a breath.

She looked forward, then held up her white hands.

At that moment, the entire valley shook, and the ground seemed to be shaking slightly. Then one after another, ice teeth cracked out of the mountains and stretched into the sky. They were like fangs rising from the ground, biting

Entering the formation of the Crow's Claw Temple, causing the Gray Knights to stagger.

The rising ice cones are juxtaposed with each other, forming a towering ice wall, like a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, standing in front of everyone. "Anstalya Glacier-" Everyone recognized this

Dao Glacier's name, and this is also one of the naturalist's classic moves.

But this was the first time they had seen such a huge scale.

Jita turned back and looked at the sweating poet lady beside her, "Thank you, Tianlan." She replied in a low voice, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to show Anstali with the elemental environment.

Subglaciers, this is what big glaciers really look like."

Tian Lan chuckled and made a face at her. She held on to her magic harp with one hand to stand firm. Although this level 15 hymn was easy to use, it was a bit too tiring. And it was just

Temporarily boosting the ally's level will consume the user's own experience points.

If it weren't for everyone in her adventure group, she wouldn't be willing to use such a skill.

She panted lightly for a while, then suddenly turned back and looked into the valley.

There was silence in the valley, and the natural wonder seemed to make the battlefield stand still for a moment, but that was just an illusion. It was just that the Gray Knights still had to find each other again from the diffuse ice mist and assemble.

At this moment, on the other side of the glacier - Luo Yu was looking up at the ice wall - his eyes seemed a little ethereal for a moment, as if he had penetrated the ice cones there and stared at the night sky. There,

The lens of a clockwork fairy hovers motionless, overlooking the scene below, like a pair of eyes and a distant star in the darkness.

The next moment he withdrew his gaze and raised the elementalist staff in his hand again.

The wind and snow howled, and the forest intertwined into a melodious tune, low and melodious - the spellcasters on the side of the redeemed in the forest almost knelt down in unison, the staffs in their hands exploded, and sawdust flew. And in

Amidst a low roar, Luo Yu stretched out his staff in that direction. At that moment, in a ray of white light, the crystal suspended on the staff shot towards the glacier.

Bud Black Feather's face darkened.

"That is……"

"Gather to cast spells..."

People finally recognized the essence of this ritual spell.

Amidst the waves of low roaring sounds, the criss-crossing pillars on the glacier were making a "clicking" sound, like cracks emerging from ice cones. However, they gradually became densely packed, like clusters of spider webs.

The next moment, these icicles finally collapsed, and from among the broken ice, tall, ice-blue ice giants were slowly standing up.

This is like a signal.

There were bursts of rustling sounds in the forest, and the ranger captains raised their right hands as if they had received instructions. There, the rangers were raising their longbows in rows, and the bowstrings were squeaking and trembling.

There was a sound, and arrows flashing with cold light were pointed at the array at the Crow Claw Temple below.

In the forest, the light of flickering torches could be faintly seen, and a fire dragon was rushing towards the edge of the forest.

Bard-Blackfeather drew his sword.



Miaoshuwu


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