"What nonsense are you talking about? The mount that has lived for so long, even a pig, has been promoted to legend. I don't feel the pressure of a legend on this one he rides."
"That is not a living creature, but a magical life form created by the human race. Its strength is linked to the demon-hunting knight who inherited the armor. If the knight is strong, it will be strong. If the knight is weak, it will be weak.
According to the records in the book, although this magical creation is not as intelligent as us, it probably only has a few decades of memory now, and all the memories of the previous generations of demon-hunting knights it followed have been forgotten."
"So, we can just treat it as a magical creation that has existed for a long time?"
"Yes, don't worry too much about it!"
…
The mad werewolf flew towards the demon hunter knight. After the demon hunter knight cut off a pair of front claws with his two swords, the wolf head with a bloody and cruel temperament was grabbed by him with one hand.
"Roar!" The gold-level werewolf who was chopped off in just two blows roared angrily. Even if a pair of arms were chopped off, he was still alive and kicking.
There was still black air lingering around the broken part of his arm, trying to extinguish the flames left on it when the demon-hunting sword cut off his arm. Through the flames, one could see his flesh and blood writhing and his broken bones growing.
The signature ability of the golden body is the rebirth of severed limbs.
However, this crazy werewolf's arm never had a chance to regenerate. Under the watchful eyes of more than a dozen clergy, there were also three other werewolves and four injured vampires.
This demon-hunting knight suddenly appeared, holding a sword in one hand and grabbing the werewolf who had lost both arms with the other. Then, on the demon-hunting armor on his body, red gold light patterns lit up and disappeared in a flash.
Then, the werewolf let out a hoarse howl, and his wolf head was slowly deforming under the palm of the witcher knight. Under the threat of death, the mad werewolf finally regained some consciousness, just when he asked for help from his fellow tribesmen.
"Bang!" A sound like an exploding watermelon sounded, and the crazy werewolf no longer had the chance to call for help, because his head was crushed to pieces by the Demon Hunter Knight with one hand.
"Pounce!" The corpse of the werewolf, which had lost its head and arms, fell to the ground with broken bones and brains. The sound of the smash made the other three werewolves feel chills in their hearts, and a feeling of fear emerged from the bottom of their hearts.
The other four vampires saw this scene and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart. The werewolf clan had been in love and fighting with these vampires for countless epochs. Their fighting had never stopped. Therefore, they knew very well about the strength of the killed werewolf.
But that's it.
"Don't be nervous, he won't be arrogant for long. I have informed the Marquis that he is on his way. I don't believe it. A gold-level demon hunting knight can still fight against Lord Andre, who has advanced to the third level of soul."
"Moreover, not only our vampires will take action, but those black dogs will also send someone with weight."
"Let's hold on and try to deal with him without confronting him, but we can't let him escape."
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"Slaughter those little bats first and dare to say you don't need to pay attention to me. Haha, let them see how powerful I, Lord Zaruba, am." In the eyes of the steel war horse, a red-gold aura burst out. Its detection ability is beyond comparison.
Unimaginable, so it heard all the words said by several vampires, so it is very angry now.
"Um!"
"Xi Liu Liu!" The war horse, wearing golden armor and with sharp blades extending from its forehead and joints, roared. Then, with the demon hunting knight on its back, it launched a charge again, aiming directly at that place.
Four vampires are discussing tactics.
"Boom!" When the magical war horse named Zaruba charged through the sky, its speed immediately exceeded the speed of sound the moment it raised its legs, breaking the sound barrier, and sonic booms circled around it.
The ring spreads, setting off gusts of wind.
"Be careful!" "Stay away!" "Turn into a bat!"
There was no time to dodge, the speed was too fast. The four vampires did not expect that the Demon Hunter Knight's mount not only had the ability to travel through space, but also had a terrifying normal charging speed. This was no longer what the gold level should have.
Speed, this is a foul!
"Step!" "Step!" Without even a breath of time, Zarba rushed in front of the four vampires, and stepped heavily on the two gold-level vampires with two big metal hooves.
"Ah!" "Ah!" Two screams rang out. One of the two vampires was captured. Zarba stepped on his chest and the other on his head. Under the threat of death, the two vampires exploded into two masses of blood mist.
Then, most of the blood mist was burned directly under the flaming horse's hooves. Finally, it turned into dozens of panicked bats and fled in all directions. They were completely frightened and there was no way to fight against it.
When Zarbama stepped on the Vampires, the knight on its back was not idle either, and also slashed at the other two Vampires with its sword.
It's a pity that these vampires have no plan to fight against him. They just want to attract him out and then entangle him. Under the unique bloodline skill of the vampires, such as bat transformation, the two vampires once again used
At the cost of losing vitality, he saved his life.
"Haha, these little bats must have seen how powerful Uncle Zaruba is. I have forgotten a lot and can't remember anything. But I still have some fighting instincts, and I dare to look down on me."
"I'll leave these vampires to you to eliminate, and I'll deal with the werewolves. Is there any problem?"
"Okay, don't worry, leave it to me. I can handle this kind of thing that has been severely damaged."
"Yeah!" The knight in golden armor stood up, stood on the saddle, squatted slightly, then used his legs to exert force, jumped up, and flew towards the three werewolves who were already planning to escape.
No matter how important the orders of the big shot are, they are not as important as your own life. At worst, you can just move to another place. Anyway, with gold-level strength, you can take advantage of it.
But the demon-hunting knight did not give them a chance to escape. The knight in golden armor jumped in front of them and blocked their way with his sword: "Any dark race that dares to appear in the human territory will be killed without mercy!"
"The era of demon hunting is over." A werewolf yelled in shock and anger, "How dare you be so arrogant?"
"Kill!" The witcher knight didn't respond at all to the werewolf's words. Will the hunter explain to his prey?
... Under the dumbfounded gaze of more than a dozen clergymen around, a particularly cool and handsome war horse chased a group of bats, and stepped on it repeatedly with its big red-gold hooves burning with flames. Every time it fell, there was a
A bat was trampled to pieces, followed by a scream.
On the other side, a demon-hunting knight wearing red gold armor and a majestic beast-headed helmet, covering his face, holding a flaming sword, chased three werewolves to kill... This scene is simply unbearable.