Sak'el's sudden appearance broke the situation on the court and caught everyone off guard.
The assassins frowned deeply, and the assassins looked uncertainly, but Yoder remained silent in response.
But for Thales, this was the biggest surprise he encountered today.
"Sak'el, uh, sir," Thales endured the bursts of blood and smell coming from Sak'el's body, not caring about the other person's current state: "Do you understand the situation we are facing now? They
yes……"
"ah."
Sak'el snorted softly, shook his head, and shifted his attention from his painful left hand to the person in front of him.
"Shield of Shadow," the Punishment Knight said every word in a gloomy tone:
"It's really unforgettable."
The moment Sak'el shook his head, his forehead spread to both sides, and the driller finally saw clearly the mark on the other man's forehead.
At that moment, Dongzi's expression became extremely ugly.
He suddenly realized who this person was.
"Oops."
The assassin leader murmured, gesturing for his subordinates to retreat slowly, and even Yodel was restrained by their chains.
Thinking of the other party's past identity and reputation, the driller became more and more nervous and vigilant.
What bad luck.
He glanced at Thales secretly.
In contrast, Thales was in high spirits and rejoiced at the good luck at this moment: "Then you..."
But Sak'el then shook violently!
As if he was being tortured, he lowered his head suddenly, covered his face with a painful expression, and trembled all over.
"Ah, that's enough!"
I saw Sak'el looking ferociously at an empty corner beside him, and said in a bad tone: "I know what to do!"
Thales was startled.
The punishment knight panted rapidly and looked at the corner with seriousness.
It's like there's really someone there.
Talking to him.
"I will try... to be careful and cherish my limited time out of prison... I'm so damn hungry." Veins loomed on the back of Sak'el's hand covering his forehead. He gritted his teeth and communicated with people who didn't exist.
Looking at Sak'el, who suddenly behaved abnormally, Thales' heart sank, and he subconsciously took a small step away, but then stopped.
No.
He cannot retreat.
Yodel is still in danger.
Thales looked at Yoder in the distance again. He still held the Supreme Sword in his hand, struggling with all his limbs, and never surrendered.
The strange thing is that he shook his head imperceptibly towards Thales.
On the other side, the driller was observing all this with his eyebrows trembling, thoughtfully.
"Are you okay? Another world?"
Thales took a deep breath and tentatively asked the long-faced man next to him.
Sak'el took a few deep breaths, his face turned from green to red, and returned to normal.
"It's okay," the punishment knight closed his eyes tightly, pushed his forehead hard with the palm of his hand, and twitched heavily every time he said a word:
"Just like in the past training, when you were trying to resist Tony's attack, the hateful instructor was still yelling in your ear, as if you weren't busy enough..."
Not in the way?
Thales glanced at him worriedly and suppressed the words in his heart.
His state...
Is it possible?
But he glanced at Yoder again, trying to shake off the hesitation and fear.
He has no choice.
"Well, can you..."
Thales entered the hell sense again, trying to find flaws in the opponent's formation.
The prince looked at Yodel steadily:
"save him?"
Sak'el's breathing gradually stabilized. He opened his eyes and looked forward with fatigue and wounds all over his body.
His eyes passed over the assassins and the captured Yoder.
"Killing is easy. But saving people? This is another matter." The punishment knight seemed to have just recovered from his unconscious state, and his words were breathless.
Thales' eyes darkened.
The driller took out the awl and dagger in his hand again, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"And there are a lot of them, boy." Sak'el frowned.
He looked down at Thales and said coldly:
"Once a fight breaks out, I can't protect you."
Yodel in the chain trembled suddenly and shook his head resolutely.
Thales was startled for a moment, then smiled.
"Don't worry about me, Mr. Sackel," Thales said with firm eyes and raised his weapon towards the assassins, "You just need to save him."
"I can protect myself."
At that moment, he suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was no longer so heavy.
Sacher narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Your Highness!"
The driller on the other side suddenly spoke loudly:
"Are you sure this is a good idea?"
He showed a gentle smile again: "I believe we can negotiate a solution."
Thales snorted lightly.
"Aren't we negotiating?" the prince took a step back, threw away Ricky's sword, drew up the iron body posture, and said coldly:
"Use your sword, not your mouth."
Zhuozi's face darkened.
Sak'el was silent, looked at Thales, and then at Yoder.
"How important is he to you?"
The punishment knight asked calmly: "Is it worth losing your life?"
Thales raised his lips.
"Sacher."
"How important are your guard brothers to you?" the prince smiled.
Sacher was silent for a moment.
The mark on his face trembled slightly in the dim firelight.
"Don't die," the punishment knight looked at the enemy in front of him, coldly bit the dagger in his left hand again in his mouth, and said vaguely:
"Your Highness, whose name is unknown."
At that moment, Douzi’s expression changed drastically!
As soon as he said the word "no", Sak'el's figure flashed forward and approached him!
Amidst the fierce wind, he walked towards the four people restraining Yoder!
Sak'el, who was covered in weapons, was not very fast, but his momentum and agility at that moment should not be underestimated.
The Shadow Assassins, who had been prepared in advance, reacted very quickly. Four or five figures immediately jumped out of the darkness and intercepted the long-faced man.
At that moment, Thales clearly saw in the hell sense that Sak'el's body was emitting scattered orange-red light.
Compared to the surging power of Alaka, Sonia and Nicolai that was connected and covered their whole bodies, the man's finishing power in front of him actually seemed intermittent, with things scattered, like stingy rain in the desert, a little here, a little there.
One drop.
There is no order.
But Thales suddenly changed his mind.
No.
It's not without any rules.
Thales watched the orange-red light change its trajectory, and his heart moved.
First, gather at the waist and left hand.
"laugh!"
A sound of wind came through the sky!
As soon as Sak'el took a step, he turned sideways like a prophet, narrowly avoiding a crossbow arrow that passed by his nose.
He raised his left hand, and the flying ax on his back came out of his hand and shot towards the ceiling on the upper left.
"Whoa!"
With a muffled groan, an assassin clutching a crossbow fell to the ground from the darkness.
First.
Poorly accurate trash.
Sak'el counted silently.
As soon as the punishment knight's attack was stopped, the three assassins had already caught up. They bullied Sak'el's side, one on the left and two on the right, and shot with their weapons!
The fourth assassin came forward, holding four handleless daggers in his right hand!
Seeing Sak'el being surrounded by four people, Thales' breath tightened as he watched.
In the field of vision, the orange-red light was bright and dim, intermittently covering the punishment knight's calf, right hand, and back...
At that moment, Sak'el calmly stepped forward and stepped heavily on the ground!
I saw him making a flexible spin, passing by the enemies on the left and right sides.
For a moment, Thales thought he saw Kingdom's Fury running into the enemy's formation alone.
But the Punishment Knight neither charged in anger nor broke through at all costs.
He didn't even try to bleed out and exchange his injuries for his life.
The middle-aged man shook his shoulders suddenly, and the quiver on his back and the two swords in his right hand flew out instantly!
The quiver flies towards the enemy coming from the front, and the sword shoots at the two assassins on the right!
"laugh!"
With a soft sound, the quiver hit the flying dagger, tore into pieces, and a bundle of crossbow arrows scattered in the air.
"Dong! Ding!"
The two sword blades pierced the ground and blocked the two assassins on the right's path, forcing them to adjust their posture or step over.
The moment the three assassins paused, Sak'el took action on the remaining one.
I saw the punishment knight make a strange spin, sneak into the arms of the assassin on the left at a tricky angle, and accurately grasp the opponent's arm holding the dagger!
As if hugging a lover, Sak'el leaned his head against the other person's neck, and the dagger in his mouth trembled slightly.
"puff!"
The assassin groaned in pain and watched in disbelief as the dagger in the opponent's mouth slit his throat.
the second.
A slow-moving idiot.
Sacher thought lightly.
He let go of the dagger in his mouth, licked the scratched corner of his mouth, grabbed the assassin's hand holding the dagger, and turned around to send it away!
"laugh!"
On the right, an assassin was forced to jump up by a long sword on the ground. He could not avoid it and watched in disbelief as his companion's dagger pierced his chest and abdomen.
The third.
A blind man without eyes.
With no time to rest, Sak'el, who silently evaluated the enemy, stretched out his right arm, took advantage of the situation to push against the poor guy who was stabbed in the chest and abdomen, and pushed him forward like a shield!
The second assassin on the right gritted his teeth and was about to push his companion's body away, but unexpectedly, a bloody straight-edged saber pierced the body's back and inevitably went straight into his chest.
Throat!
the fourth.
Brainless idiot.
Sacher still looked calm.
With his right hand, he released the saber that had pierced the two of them, touched the back of his waist, and with his left hand, he caught a fallen crossbow arrow in the air and threw it at the assassin directly in front of him with his bare hands!
"clang!"
There was a soft sound, and the assassin deflected the flying arrow, but was extremely shocked to find that in this breath, a hammer had arrived in front of him.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, like an egg being smashed.
Even Thales couldn't help but tremble.
the fifth.
A coward who hesitates.
Under the extremely horrified gazes of the remaining assassins, Sak'el took back his hammer, pulled out a dagger from his arm, and silently completed his evaluation as the only injury in this battle.
"Tick tock."
The last crossbow arrow in the quiver fell to the ground, witnessing this flash of lightning and flint.
Thales held his breath unconsciously.
This guy……
Hitting the enemy with a flying ax, intercepting with a long sword, breaking the throat with a short sword, piercing the heart with a dagger, bullying the enemy with a saber, and finally breaking the skull with a hammer, all of this happened almost at the same time.
Thales suddenly had a feeling: The moment he faced the five assassins, when the power of termination surged up in his body like loose sand, Sak'el was not outnumbered by one, but defeated by a handful.
Instead, he was divided into five people and faced five opponents.
No matter which side is playing, it is one-to-one with ease.
His palms, his arms, his waist and shoulders, his legs, every part of his body, and even the cumbersome-looking weapons all over his body, all seem to have their own consciousness and are ending. The moment the power exploded, they woke up and danced without any guidance, facing the enemies in different directions:
Some block the enemy's path, some lure the enemy deep, some resist damage, some counterattack at the right time, and some determine the victory.
What's more, looking at the assassin's dagger that pierced his companion's arms, the saber that penetrated the corpse, and the crossbow arrows scattered on the ground, Thales felt: everything that happens on the battlefield every moment, be it accidental or accidental. No matter what, it can immediately become Sak'el's weapon and bargaining chip, and turn into a chess piece for him to win.
This man Thales looked at Sak'el blankly. He was not just a man.
He is simply... he is like a majestic military camp, a well-coordinated military formation, and a well-trained army.
No matter how many people he faces, he is sure of victory, fearless, and calmly responds to the enemy.
Sak'el didn't pause, he took steps and rushed towards Yoder.
No.
Zhuozi's eyebrows trembled, he simply couldn't believe that there was such a thing in the world, where he could deal with five people face to face.
That is the Shadow Shield that has been trained strictly since the days of orphans, and its shots are extremely precise!
How……
Diaozi, who was also shocked by the scene before him, gritted his teeth and shouted in the distance:
"quick!"
"That boy!"
Following his order, two assassins who had bypassed the battle took advantage of Sak'el's free time to fly over and take the prince directly!
coming.
Thales' scalp tightened, he looked at the enemies on the left and right, and took action with his long sword.
The sins of the prison river surged in like a tidal wave, and time slowed down again.
"clang!"
Tails was able to block the first enemy's aggressive blade and was about to avoid the sharp edge when the chain on the hand of the second enemy was already swinging by the wind and came to his ear.
Damn it!
Thales was hesitant, first avoiding the blade, and then painfully resisting the chain. He couldn't even organize a decent counterattack, and the sword in his hand almost didn't come out.
Just like... facing orcs in the desert, attacks come from all directions, you can block one, but you can't defend two...
Damn it, I just saw Sak'el so relaxed and at ease when he was facing many enemies, taking the enemy's attack as his own advantage...
But when I actually face this moment...
Thales took a deep breath, but suddenly his mind moved.
etc.
One against many.
Sacher.
Use the enemy's attack to your advantage?
The slowed down time gave Thales room to think:
The enemy on the left was holding a short blade. He was obviously going to fight at close range. He was holding a long sword and was forced to move forward and retreat. He had no choice but to distance himself.
The enemy on the right has a chain in his hand, probably waiting for him to retreat in a hurry to capture the prince alive.
One is long, one is short.
So……
On the other side, Yoder, who was chained, changed his previous silence and shouted anxiously to the punishment knight who was getting closer and closer:
"Sarkel!"
But they were too far away and it was too late to do anything.
But Thales moved at this moment.
The sins of the Hell River surged up on the prince's arms and waist, causing him to duck down so blessed that he made a side cut in the "cold attack style" to meet the enemy's blade.
"clang!"
The enemy holding the short blade moved his eyes and took advantage of the situation to attack!
But he was surprised to find that Thales' sword was soft and had no strength at all.
This is……
Before he could react, Thales retreated in the next second, leading his opponent to face another sharp iron chain!
Seeing his companion and the target entering the range at the same time, the assassin holding the chain immediately stopped his attack.
The whistling in Thales' ears was no longer loud.
Now!
Without the threat of the iron chain, Thales gritted his teeth, and the sin of the Hell River disappeared in an instant, and the twist of fate that he had imitated most skillfully in the past six years emerged from his bones!
"laugh!"
The long sword that the prince retreated unexpectedly thrust out against the force, avoiding the blade in front of him, and in the surprised eyes of the assassin, it pierced straight into his chest!
Damn it!
Thales gritted his teeth and felt the enemy's short blade pierce his shoulder, causing great pain.
The assassin's trembling eyes met Thales' eyes.
Finally, he collapsed helplessly.
The guy who was watching on the side had his eyebrows twitching.
wrong.
The strange power of ending, and this kind of decision-making in battle...
The fighting ability of this prince...
It was seriously inconsistent with the information given to him by the Northlanders, that "thin boy with a little cleverness"!
The driller gritted his teeth: Damn the brainless Northerners!
The sound of iron chains sounded again.
Thales didn't have time to rest, so he held the enemy's body with his blood-stained hands, turning and pushing with all his strength!
"Snapped!"
The second enemy's chain slammed into the shield launched by Thales, wrapping around it for several times before returning with no success.
Thales took the opportunity to hold his shoulders and rolled out of the danger range, enduring the pain and gritting his teeth again to raise the sword.
The enemy was very surprised by the sudden death of his companion, and in anger he threw away his weapon again.
But he had no chance.
"bass!"
There was a crisp sound.
The enemy holding the iron chain trembled slightly: a crossbow arrow penetrated his neck.
Thales, whose face was covered in blood, turned around in surprise.
On the other side, Sak'el, who had knocked down another person again, let go of his hand and threw down a crossbow that had been fired.
Beside his feet, the last crossbow arrow that had just fallen to the ground was gone.
The punishment knight said to the prince coldly: "Well done."
Taylor was stunned for a moment.
the seventh.
Sak'el glanced at the assassin holding the chain and said silently:
A rude idiot.
Waste, fool, blind, fool, coward, idiot...
Sak'el continued to rush towards the enemy, but couldn't help but said with disdain: Under the hands of that Far Eastern man, the assassins of the Shadow Shield were obviously so terrifying...
But during my years in prison...
Are they already this weak?
His thoughts were spinning, and Sak'el walked without any hindrance. Only the four people restraining Yoder were left in front of him.
Seeing that success was imminent and that he was safe and sound, Thales couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Until Daozi, who had almost exhausted all his cards, roared angrily, passed over all his subordinates, and rushed forward!
But at that moment, Yoder, who was bound, struggled hard and lost his voice:
"No!"
Unexpectedly.
Sak'el, who was unstoppable before, seemed to be working hard without caring about his own safety, but when he was one foot away, he stopped in his tracks.
The situation returned to calm.
Sak'el and Dozi looked at each other silently, one with a heavy expression and the other with a fierce expression.
Um?
"Sacher?"
Thales held his sword, wiped the blood on his face, and walked forward despite the pain: "Why..."
But the next second, Thales was also stunned.
I saw Sak'el standing in front of the drill, his whole body tense and his eyebrows deeply furrowed.
Diaozi, on the other hand, was quite embarrassed, with a ferocious look on his face and his right hand raised high.
That is……
Thales saw clearly what was in the drill's hand: a metal sphere engraved with complex patterns.
The prince understood something. He looked at the small space around him and suddenly shuddered.
"Alchemy Ball."
Sak'el slowly put down the saber in his left hand and said in disgust:
"This is why I hate mages and their restless legacy the most."