"You stupid dwarf, your cowardice has brought shame to our ancestors!"
"Ah, Old Bones, you are afraid of my military power and dare not stand down, so why don't you lend me a winged nightmare beast?" Although Snorri didn't want to challenge him in a one-on-one battle, he had the advantage of his hands and mouth and was not willing to admit defeat at all.
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Seeing that his challenge was not responded to, the Red Duke, who was riding on the Nightmare Beast, became anxious. He still had some elites under his command, but the chance of winning if he organized them into an attack would not be great.
As for landing directly in the dwarf army and "fighting" with Snorri, it was not within the scope of his consideration. Although the legendary vampire was a little crazy due to the interaction of multiple forces, he did not want to be imprisoned again just after escaping the seal.
go back.
"Red Duke, it is not your turn to be arrogant in front of me, Fatis of Carcassonne! Today I will completely purify you in the name of lady!"
Suddenly a loud shout came from the human line, and the expedition knight Fatis leapt out. He carried a two-handed sword on his shoulders and rode his beloved horse on his crotch.
"do not!"
"Don't die man!"
"You are not his..."
The Bretonnians and the dwarves who set off from the Eternal Peak all screamed. Even those who had never heard of the Red Duke's fame a hundred years ago knew that Fatis had no chance of winning after seeing him kill the Holy Grail Knight.
Fatis is highly skilled in martial arts, and he is also very forthright and upright. Along the way with the caravan, he always rushes up when encountering strong enemies, and then retreats when it is time to divide the reward. His good drinking capacity even made him friends.
Made many dwarf friends.
No one wants this knight to die. The living saint who drank the water of the Holy Grail is not an opponent, let alone a mortal like him?
"Quack! Very kind! If you prove your worth, if I am satisfied, I may give you a bloody kiss!" The Red Duke laughed strangely. He still admired the courage of this knight, but how many pounds did he have to fight?
Only then can we weigh it!
"Pa!" Since the two sides were fighting in front of the formation, there was no room for the knights to fight alone. The Red Duke drove his mount over the dwarf formation from the air and landed on the stone road behind.
The Red Duke made a slight gesture with his lance. Fatis was also very satisfied with the confrontation in the form of a knightly contest. So he also turned his horse and walked around from the back of the team, coming to the opposite side of the vampire.
"Alas! This guy, maybe he is tired." Captain Glenson lit his pipe and sighed as he looked at Fatis's figure with his back to the dwarves.
Snorri knew what the long-bearded elder meant. Fatis had traveled around the old world in pursuit of the Holy Grail, and even had to find some inspiration from the Chosen God of the dwarf goddess Varaya.
Perhaps he was moved by passing by the place where he once fought, or perhaps he was stimulated by the words of Count Kailu before. This weather-beaten warrior may have lost confidence in being forgiven by the goddess and getting the opportunity to drink from the Holy Grail.
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Discovering that Fatis did not use a lance but a two-handed sword, the Red Duke seemed to recall something. He grinned, perhaps wanting to smile, but in fact the corners of his mouth twitched.
Then he hung the scarlet lance on the victory hook, which refers to the hook-shaped weapon rack installed on the saddle. The Red Duke then pulled out a golden two-handed sword from the scabbard and spoke with Batoni
Different from the straight swords commonly used by demi-knights, this one has a curved blade.
"The Golden Sword! The Red Duke captured it from an Arabi commander during the Great Crusade! It is said that this sword can give the user unusual speed and energy!" the dwarf advisor reminded. He was not telling Fatis.
, but to remind the two young princes.
While they were talking, one person and one vampire had already taken up their stances. Their mounts were all extraordinary, and the distance of tens of meters flew by in an instant.
"Ding!" The two horses kicked off, and the swords of the knights made a crisp clashing sound.
The power of Fatis cannot compete with vampires. As the life span increases, the power of vampires will become stronger and stronger. Under the infiltration of dark power, the Red Duke's body becomes stronger and more agile. With half a move, he can kill a person.
Even with the strength to tear it in half, it is as fast as the wind.
The first time he came into contact with Fatis, he was almost unable to withstand it. Faced with the strange power of the vampire, he was almost knocked off his horse. Fatis moved twice in a row before regaining his balance on the saddle with the cooperation of his mount.
"Oh, come again!"
The Red Duke and the Nightmare Beast regained their composure, and the two riders changed directions and faced each other again.
Facing the Fatis dwarves this time, he could see it more clearly. It was obvious that he had made adjustments to the vampire's strange power, trying to get over it before counterattacking. But unfortunately, he did not have the speed or experience to fight back.
He had the upper hand, but was cut in the ribs with a sword.
"The blood of the brave is very sweet!" The Red Duke stretched out his obviously unnaturally long tongue and licked the blood of Fatis stained on the Golden Sword. This undoubtedly added an eerie atmosphere to this duel.
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"Hoo, ho!" Fatis panted in the winter night, and the hot breath he exhaled formed a mist in front of his eyes.
This time, without waiting for the Red Duke to take the lead, Fatis took the lead in attacking. He waved his sword with both hands as if to slash downwards. When the Red Duke raised his sword to block, he suddenly turned the blade and turned it from a slash to a stab.
Stab the vampire directly in the chest.
The Red Duke moved faster, but after all, he was behind and it was too late to get away. The vampire simply thrust the sword in his hand into Fatis's chest in the same way, hoping to force the expedition knight to take the initiative to defend.
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"Oh my God!"
"Oh no!"
The spectators cried out in shock and heartache, but Fatis did not dodge. He let the curved blade pierce his own chest and also inserted his two-handed sword into the Red Duke's chest.
Fatis's face turned pale for a moment, and he began to tremble in pain, but the Red Duke remained as normal. Snorri squinted his eyes and observed carefully that there was almost no blood flowing out of the Red Duke's wound, but Fatis's blood
Follow the golden blade and flow towards the Red Duke.
"May his goddess bless him!" Snorri caressed his chest slightly. When Fatis leapt out of the horse, his end seemed to be doomed. Snorri had read many kinds of literary works in his previous life.
He even guessed that Fatis might try to die with the Red Duke.
But Snorri also knew that his chances of success were slim. There were no obvious wounds on the Red Duke's body after killing Jacob, the Holy Grail Knight. This either shows that his strength crushed the living saint, or that he was able to use vampires alone
There are sacrilegious rituals to quickly recover from injuries.
Either way, Fatis' plan would be aborted. But Snorri didn't stop it, and he had no time to stop it. In this world, everyone has what they are looking for. If you can't give it to him, what else can you do?