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Chapter two

Seeing Cohen's almost crazy behavior, the people on the city wall let out a neat exclamation.

What are the Knights of the Temple of Light used for? The Temple is used to kill people! If these Knights of Light were really rookies, then Fichet would not have been easily kidnapped that day!

As for Cohen! He is just an ordinary person who cannot use magic above level three and has mediocre martial arts skills. Although his ability has improved in recent times, it is not enough to deal with nearly a hundred light knights! What's more, his abilities have improved in recent times.

He has not yet regained consciousness.

Just when Cohen rushed towards his opponent, Wensley, one of the municipal supervisors, felt that she had fainted in the previous blackout. This was the second woman who fainted today. As early as in Fischette,

When the arrow was fired, Princess Berne Ebbinghaus fainted and fell into Winterhal's arms.

"The cavalry approaching Chief Cohen will return for reinforcements!" Even Carlos shouted with cold sweat dripping from his head: "Hurry up!"

In front of the building car, I saw the three groups of Bright Knights under my command charging forward confidently. The corners of the leading Bright Knight's lips that had been tightly pursed were slightly raised.

He also heard Carlos's cry, but he had already made a plan in his mind: no matter how fast the Dark Cavalry's reinforcements returned, they would not be able to catch up with the snatch. As long as there was a short gap, the men would be able to snatch Fishe.

Te's body was gone... and Cohen, who rushed over like a beast, might also be taken care of by the way.

In the middle of the rush, Cohen suddenly grinned and shouted a sentence that shocked the entire audience - "Secret Clone Technique!"

Cohen's body trembled, and two phantoms appeared out of thin air on the left and right. Three identical Cohens rushed towards three groups of Bright Knights. Just before the two parties came into contact, the bodies of the three Cohens trembled again, and nine phantoms appeared in three directions at the same time.

A Cohen!

The left wing was the first to fight, and the Bright Knight who was at the front did not panic, raised his hand and stabbed straight. According to his idea, he had no weapon in his hand when facing this Cohen, he was just a phantom.

Facing him, Cohen's body paused, and he picked up a sword that fell on the ground with his toes, holding it with one hand and slashing it straight down - the metal hissed, and the Bright Knight and his sword were cut in two!

"This is me!" A large amount of blood mist spattered out, and the two bright knights behind shouted and came to kill, striking "this master" in the chest with swords and spears. "This master" jumped back violently, narrowly avoiding the danger.

After this blow, two bright knights quickly rushed forward, and their attack became even more fierce.

"Crack, crack!" Two sounds, and two human heads flew into the sky.

Cohen's "real person" was fine, but the two knights of light who thought they were about to succeed had their heads missing. They didn't understand why until their death.

The clone technique can separate many phantoms, and the most important thing is to find the true self - this method of dealing with it is correct. But the world is full of wonders, and the secret clone technique used by Cohen can separate entities that can fight and kill! They themselves

Thinking that he had found the true deity, he focused all his attention on the "original deity" and ignored the two "phantoms" on the left and right. Naturally, he was easily taken care of by these two clones.

Not only were they deceived, but all three groups of Bright Knights were deceived. Only this one came face to face. Not only did the Bright Knights lose eight people, but all three attacks were stopped at the same time.

The bright knight leading the team was furious. He charged forward with his sword and shouted loudly: "The enemy's magic is weird, half charge and half kill!"

The knights agreed with a bang, half of them stayed behind to fight, and the other half of them bypassed and rushed to the carriage - facing the governor's guards.

Rock, who had been waiting for a long time, gave an order, and the magicians behind him unleashed lightning magic on the charging Knight of Light. Lightning magic is extremely fast, highly lethal, and can paralyze the enemy's body. It is most suitable for use in such chaotic scenes.

The knights of light summoned small barriers to resist, and some powerful ones summoned their fighting spirit and rushed towards the lightning!

But they underestimated their opponents. The Guardsmen who were warriors were the best at learning lessons. This attack was not just as simple as magic. Under the cover of bright lightning, there were dozens of feather arrows flying with it - the light

No matter how powerful the knights are, they are still made of flesh and blood. On the spot, dozens of people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground!

"Go up!" The rock standing on the stairs of the carriage raised his sword and made a false strike, pointing the tip of the sword at the enemy, and the soldiers in the front line of the Guards rushed forward.

The bright knights in white and the guards in black armor fought together. Swords were flying on the battle line, arrows were flying randomly, and various magical lights flashed in the air. The summoned vines were entangled with claws and teeth.

, the ground was covered with clay figures, stone figures, and elemental figures that had been shaken away by the Knight of Light’s fighting spirit.

Guardsmen were constantly being beaten until they vomited blood and somersaulted away...but occasionally, a Bright Knight would still be knocked down.

Their combat prowess was incomparable, but they were completely risking their lives. The guards who sacrificed their lives had the upper hand in terms of momentum. The first line of warriors surrounded and melee, and the second line of elven archers continued to fight.

For sneak attacks, the tricks in the hands of the third-line magicians are even more varied.

Under the command of Rock, the governor's guards cooperated tacitly, and with the support of the elf magicians and archers on the city wall, they finally blocked the forty light knights with three hundred people!

This can be said to be the most miserable day since the establishment of the Knights of Light. Those who stayed behind were intercepted by Cohen, and those who rushed to the front were entangled by the despised Governor's Guards. The dark cavalry in the distance had already crossed

Coming closer and closer... This team of light knights deserves their misfortune. They were originally here to protect the left prime minister, and charging into battle is not what they are good at.

There were five teams of light knights originally ordered to help the left prime minister in his rebellion, with each team having one hundred people. Among them, three teams of the most powerful first-level light knights returned to the temple the day after the rebellion was successful, and another team of second-level light knights

Still stationed in the Holy Capital, their team is the third-level light knight with the weakest combat power, and the real core leader - the cold-faced man in white is not here!

The fighting under the carriage is getting more and more intense. Every moment there are casualties among the Governor's Guards, and only two of the nine Cohens in front are left. Correspondingly, the number of Bright Knights has also been reduced to fifty in a short period of time.

People around...

"If I had known this was the case." Seeing his subordinates falling continuously, the Bright Knight who led the team couldn't help feeling regretful: "I wouldn't have let him leave..."

Come to think of it, this fight is not over yet!

With a sound of "Poof!", in the fierce fight, Cohen's last clone disappeared, and the remaining twenty or so light knights swarmed up and surrounded the real Cohen.

Under the carriage, two bright knights broke through the defense line of the governor's guards under the cover of their companions. Their bodies shook one after another. They narrowly avoided the incoming magic and rushed up the stairs of the carriage. The rock tightly entangled one person.

, but the other person has almost stepped onto the upstairs car platform!

Shi Yan had no choice but to shout a warning, but the people under the car were unable to help.

Cohen, with red eyes, chopped down an enemy, turned around and threw the black iron knife in his hand - the black iron knife rotated in the air several times, inserted impartially into the back of the Knight of Light, and the tip of the knife came out.

Chest, nailing his body firmly to the steps!

The light knight closest to Cohen couldn't help but feel happy when he saw him throwing the weapon. He rubbed his body silently and stabbed Cohen's vest with his sword. Cohen ducked to avoid the sword, and under the cover of his cloak, he struck with an elbow.

He would knock back enemies who tried to sneak up on him.

The attacker was spitting blood and saw that he was hopeless, but he came straight towards Cohen with a gun and a sword.

Taking a diagonal step, Cohen grabbed the gun body with his knight-gloved right hand and dragged the spear over to hold the sword. A kick flew out from underneath and hit the knight of light who was wielding the sword in the chest. There was a "click" sound, and this

The Bright Knight's sternum was completely cracked and his entire chest collapsed.

With another loud shout, Cohen's left fist hit the gun body hard. Under the violent vibration of the gun, the bright knight holding the gun could no longer hold on, and finally let go of the gun. Cohen took the opportunity to grab the gun and swept away several items that were close to him.

He turned around and shot a big hole in the waist of the original owner of the spear. When he pulled out the spear, he swung the gun body and smashed the other enemy's face with the tail of the spear!

Since Cohen's black iron sword was taken away, the two sides completed this series of fighting in a flash of lightning. A total of four bright knights who wanted to take advantage of the situation were killed on the spot. Cohen, who was surrounded, stood with a gun, and his sharp and strange momentum came from the armor.

The air spread out, shocking every enemy around him.

The reason why they were able to survive the scene just now was partly because Cohen used all his cunning and weird tactics, but also partly because this team of Bright Knights were not good at melee fighting and had some omissions in their coordination.

But Cohen himself was not feeling well. After fighting for so long, his sanity had been restored, and his body had long been damaged by the enemy's fighting spirit. Many blood vessels throughout his body had been broken. Fortunately, he was covered by armor, so the enemy was not aware of it yet.

The remaining knights of light showed fierce looks in their eyes, and each one of them pressed their lips together and surrounded them again.

Cohen braced himself, and stabbed out with his long spear like a meteor. He opened the sword in one man's hand with the tip of the spear, and then pressed the tip of the spear to pierce his chest. A piece of blood spattered out, but the bright knight did not die immediately.

Instead, he grabbed the gun with his hands.

Cohen had no choice but to let go and jump back. Although he blocked the other man's long sword attack with the small shield on his left arm, a white light still flashed from the armor under his right side, followed by a few sparks. He was hit by a sword!

Although the armor was not broken, beads of cold sweat broke out on Cohen's forehead.

The melee continued. Under the siege of the enemy, Cohen, who was without weapons, was in danger. Sparks kept popping up on his armor, and his movements became slower and slower.

Seeing that the time was right, the leading light knight shouted loudly again. Several bright knights surrounding Cohen drew their swords at the same time, attacking Cohen's vital points from all directions. If he was hit by the combined attack of so many people, Cohen would not die.

It's all difficult.

With no other option, Cohen could only burn his boat and burst out the fighting spirit protecting the surface of his body with a roar.

There was a muffled sound, and dense, golden fighting energy shot out in all directions. The few bright knights participating in the siege rushed too fast and had no time to escape. Countless bloody holes were penetrated by fighting energy on their bodies, and they flew backwards screaming.

go out!

But Cohen has lost his most important protective spirit.

The Bright Knights who led the team were waiting for this moment, and immediately picked up their sword and stabbed Cohen in the head before the others.

Cohen raised his left hand and blocked the sword with the small buckler on his arm. He led the Bright Knights to stab again, but Cohen used his shield to block it again. However, Cohen was knocked back a step by the powerful momentum at the same time. Sparks from the armor on his back splashed out, and he struck again.

Hit by a sword.

Stimulated by the pain, Cohen roared, jumped back like lightning, smashed the chest of the enemy who hurt him with his elbow, and then punched the enemy next to him on the head - this unlucky light knight didn't even have a chance to scream.

After sending it out, it hit the ground horizontally, and the body made a human-shaped deep pit in the mud.

"Kill..." And the sword leading the Bright Knight arrived again.

The remaining Knights of Light were divided into three waves, and their gleaming weapons were aimed at Cohen - they knew that this man was at the end of his strength!

Without enough time to turn around, Cohen swung out his left hand fiercely, and the sword and shield struck each other, making a metallic sound that shook the entire battlefield!

The sword of the leading light knight was bounced back, while Cohen took a few steps back, his throat raised, and a few blood drops spurted out from the holes in his helmet's face protector.

"Die!"

The Knights of Light who led the team finally waited for this moment, and made a false stab with the long sword in their hand. The sword body was instantly wrapped in fighting spirit, and the tip of the sword emitted a dazzling white light.

With a strange howl, the bright knight with extraordinary martial arts thrust out the last sword with all his strength.

"Sacred Light Sword!" The great magician Wilbur felt cold, knowing that even if Cohen had a hundred shields, it would be useless.

"No!" Hundreds of people on top of the city exclaimed at the same time!

Sword and shield clash.

Silent and breathless.

The tip of the sword was pointed at the center of the shield, and the fighting spirit on the sword body had dissipated.

The body of the leading light knight was hanging in the air, and he was still in the posture of leaping up to attack, while Cohen had his arms crossed with a small shield to protect his chest. The two people's bodies seemed to be solidified by something——

All the surrounding light knights were motionless.

There was a soft sound, and a crack appeared on the sword of the leading light knight.

There was another soft sound, and a crack appeared on Cohen's round shield.

The cracks gradually spread, covering the long sword and shield... Finally, the long sword and the round shield cracked at the same time.

As the broken pieces flew around, it was as if the time that had just been paused came back again, and the body of the leading light knight finally began to fall - but Cohen's body still did not move.

"So what about the Divine Blessing Knight? It seems that you are still not strong enough to fight against me. This way of death is in line with your status, right?" The falling knight leading the team sighed in his heart, adjusted his posture, and

The tip of his toes has already touched the ground: "But I still want to thank you. Because of your tenacity, my martial arts will improve a lot..."

"Idiot." Cohen's voice came through the helmet.

The leading knight was so frightened that before he had time to react, a sudden force sent him flying backwards twenty arms away - the surrounding light knights were also similar to him.

Cohen moved his left hand and looked at the "broken" buckler with only half left on his arm for a long time.

"This is more than just a shield..."

Thinking of the words of the God of War that day, Cohen stretched out his right hand to stroke the shield. As soon as his fingers touched the shield, an oval white light shield appeared on his left arm. This nearly transparent light shield was covered by a "broken" round shield.

Supporting it, the edges are constantly changing shapes like water ripples... There is also something like a knife handle sticking out near the wrist.

"You, you, you monster, were stabbed by my divine lightsaber, how could you be fine?" The leader of the Bright Knight, who was bounced aside, got up and took the weapon handed over by his subordinates: "Kill him, and come together.

!”

"Is this the hilt of the knife...?" Cohen ignored the screaming Knight of Light and held it with his right hand: "Where is the blade?"

A circle of light knights surrounded the front and charged forward. The moment weapons of various lengths and shorts came upon them, the light shield on Cohen's arm suddenly deformed and stretched, surrounding him, blocking all attacks!

"Oh I see……"

Cohen's hoarse voice reached the ears of several Knights of Light, and his tone of sudden enlightenment scared everyone to the point of breaking out in cold sweat.

"You bastards... you all die!" Cohen pulled out the hilt of the knife with his right hand, struck several bright knights around him with a sweep, and then walked towards the leading knight.

Those few knights of light neither evaded nor parried, they just stood there blankly, their bodies frozen.

After Cohen took a few steps, the fiery red blade protruded from the front of the handle in his hand... Actually, it can't be said to be fiery red. If you look closely, there is an almost transparent beam of white light in the middle of the blade, with flames wrapped around the outside.

It diffused and turned into the shape of a sword.

It was only then that a red fan track flashed between the bodies of the several light knights who had just surrounded Cohen. They were all cut horizontally from the chest. After the red light dissipated, the bodies of the several light knights let out a "whisper"

Burn at the same time.

"Mithra, Mishra, Mishra's Fang!" The leading light knight trembled, and involuntarily took a few steps back, and let out a shrill scream: "It's Mishra's Fang!"

Upon hearing these words, the Bright Knights who were fighting vigorously with the Guards in front immediately retreated and closely guarded the leading knights, but the expressions on their faces became the same as the clothes they were wearing.

"Wrong!" Cohen didn't stop. He just took off his helmet and wiped the blood from his mouth casually: "This is a kitchen knife."

"Quick, hurry up and bless the gods to protect the body... No, we also need to bless the crystal barrier. It's too late, just run away? Everyone commits suicide, or burn to death..." The knight leading the team was incoherent, and the expression on his face became very strange.

.

"Go to hell!"

Cohen held the knife in both hands and struck it down with all his strength. The flames on the knife suddenly grew!

The flame at the tip of the knife sank into the ground, and a red trajectory as wide as a palm extended along the ground along the direction of the knife. In the blink of an eye, it broke into the circle surrounded by the Knights of Light and reached the feet of the leading knight.

Afterwards, with the leading knight as the center, the ground with a radius of thirty arms turned red in an instant, and a pillar of flame rushed out from the ground, burning fiercely, straight into the air!

The explosive flames were spiraling upwards, and the leading knight and the dozen men who were protecting him turned into ashes and flew everywhere. The eyes of the bright knights who were not burned next to them showed a look of despair... but they looked at each other.

Look, he still stubbornly rushed towards the beast in front of him.

Knowing that he could not hurt Cohen, this was almost a suicidal attack. Cohen waved the Mishra's Fang in his hand again and again, and bright red lines symbolizing death spread around him, tumbling and rotating.

The flames continued to gnaw at the flesh, until all the knights of light were dead, one after another.

Everyone on the battlefield was shocked by this vision.

It was also at this time that the reinforcements arrived. The Guardsmen who were still standing behind Cohen looked at their commander, and everyone felt like they had narrowly escaped death.

In fact, in order to stop the forty Knights of Light, the Guards of about three hundred people sacrificed more than a hundred lives in a short period of time, and there were still dozens of people seriously injured lying on the ground - the Governor's Guards had to recruit people.

Already.

Cohen glanced at the scorched earth in front of him, turned around and inserted the hilt of the knife back into his arm, and then walked towards the building car. After removing all the magic, Cohen looked very haggard. After barely moving a few steps, his body swayed and he fell headlong.

fell to the ground.

"Sir!" The same scarred rock rushed over and turned Cohen's body over: "Magician, come on, magician!"

The magician who was responsible for personally serving Cohen rushed over to help Cohen remove his armor. As soon as the armor was put away, everyone around Cohen took a breath - Chief Cohen's body was covered with bloodstains, and there were so many samurai uniforms inside.

Everywhere was torn by fighting spirit, and looking through the torn parts of the clothes, there was not a single piece of skin underneath that was good.

Several magicians used all their strength to release healing magic, and finally stopped the bleeding from several large wounds.

"Send it back quickly, we don't have enough magic power." The magician said eagerly: "Sir, there are too many wounds on his body..."

With a pale face, Cohen raised his hand and pointed at the magician who was speaking, then looked at the rock, and pointed his finger at the car, his eyes so cold that it made your body numb.

Rock Eyes nodded with tears in his eyes, carried Cohen up to the carriage platform, and gently placed him next to Fichet. Several magicians rushed up and covered Cohen's body with white healing magic.

Cohen stretched out his blood-stained right hand and touched Fichet's pale and clean cheek... His trembling hand hesitated on Fichet's cheek, and finally moved down to hold Fichet's cold hand.

His lips were trembling, and there was nothing in his eyes. (To be continued)


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