Chapter 114: The Holy Lance Longinus
Dressed in full-covered plate armor and shimmering with holy light, these knights stood side by side, like a steel wall full of sharp spikes.
The cold wind rises, the mist disperses, and the mountain rain is coming.
With the sound of the howling wind, the second werewolf roared wildly and pounced, and the knight at the front could even smell the fierce stench emanating from the opponent's wide open mouth of blood.
The burly body, the upright muscles of the tomb, were delicate under the illumination of the holy light at close range.
It seemed that the hatred of the light had long been unforgettable, and almost instantly, the werewolf's eyes were filled with naked slaughter, and there was no trace of sanity left.
Poofβ
Three steel spears side by side stabbed out, and the tip of the divine blessing pierced through its tough fur like a devastating one, skewering it directly onto the spear, and the massive impact shook the heavy bodies of the three knights, causing them to retreat step back.
However, the three knights were also veterans of the battle with dark creatures for many years, and they roared in unison, the power of the holy light erupted, and they struggled to resist their steps, and one of the knights next to them drew his silver sword and cut off his head
Black smoke rose from the incision, indicating that the Light was reacting with the dark forces.
Immediately after, a succession of werewolves pounced on them fearlessly, pierced by steel spears with divine blessings, and their fur on their bodies seemed to be covered with a layer of greasy, as if rolling through the blood water, which was extremely terrifying.
The power of the light corroded their bodies, and they let out a terrible roar, their scarlet eyes reflecting a seeping light.
A werewolf struggled with his body despite the madness, and directly let the spear directly penetrate his body, and slapped it fiercely at a somewhat timid squire knight.
Bang β
One of the great knights beside him decisively pulled out the enchanted musket at his waist and exploded the werewolf's head with a single shot.
"Listen, everyone, the werewolves are in the head, as long as you don't cut off their heads, they can still slap your head into a rotten watermelon!"
Van Helsing looked grimly at these bloodthirsty werewolves who were still roaring fiercely after being pierced by the spear through their limbs and torsos, the vitality of these monsters was too strong.
Humans have never had the upper hand in the struggle against werewolves, even those farmers who have been given devilish powers by the black knights to transform into wandering werewolves, and who have no settlements, often need the lord to send a large number of regular troops to encircle and suppress them, and pay a heavy price.
Not to mention the wolves of these settlements, whether it is the strength of the dark power in their bodies or the hunting instinct, they are far stronger than the wolves of wandering werewolves!
Back in the day, the Templars who were like the sun and the richest country surrounded and suppressed an ordinary werewolf, and still paid a heavy price for the death of more than a dozen powerful knights, and now, these knights of the Holy Order can do this, and they are worthy of the elite of the Holy See.
After all, silver weapons can indeed cause some damage to such werewolves, but for a werewolf with incredible resilience, this kind of damage is by no means a fatal wound in the mouth of a bard.
The front line was gradually pushed back, and the wolf manpower was infinite, even the knights of the Holy Order who were covered in special plate armor and weighed a hundred kilograms together were still difficult to compete with in the frontal battlefield.
There were already a large number of knight squires who had been cracked and clenched their spears, and the blood was dripping, which only stimulated those crazy bloodthirsty monsters even more.
At this moment, a violent roar sounded, and a strong werewolf with a circle larger than an ordinary werewolf with unruly eyes, as if he was looking down on everyone, his legs were slightly bent, and then he flew directly over a distance of dozens of meters like a cannonball, and leaped over the heads of the knights.
It let out a roar, and under the shocked gaze of many knights, it swept out with a direct slap, and swept the two knight squires who had not reacted into the air.
Their heavy plate armor failed to save their lives, and the chain mail was torn apart like a paper shell, splattering blood everywhere, and the moment they fell into the wolves, they were immediately devoured.
The bloody scene made the faces of the young squires and knights pale, but the big knights were still shouting wildly to stabilize the formation.
"Courage!" roared the bearded knight.
A roar seemed to make all the knights find their backbone, and the power of the holy light shone, and a great knight automatically leaped out of the formation, dropped his spear, and confronted the powerful werewolf with his sword and musket.
"Glory!"
"Holy!"
"Faith!"
The holy light on the knights became more and more intense, as if a great sun had risen, and the thick fog had been completely blown away, but soon the sky began to be covered with dark clouds, and in the thick clouds, a faint moon was looming.
Night β The best place for dark creatures to fight.
"It's dark, how is that possible!" Avalon Shin's face changed slightly, "The day here is too short. β
Werewolves roar at the moon, and the sound shakes the sky!
At a speed visible to the naked eye, their aura became more and more powerful, even if it wasn't a full moon, and their strength was enough to more than double in this weather.
"It's forbidden magic, and in Dracula's castle, there are dark wizards. Van Helsing clasped his hands to his chest and watched the fight in the arena with indifference, he and Avalon Shin had no intention of making a move from the start, because they knew that a stronger threat awaited them.
And to be honest, from the very beginning, the positioning of these knights of the Holy Order was cannon fodder!
No one expected them to return alive after facing the terrifying Count Dracula, this is the reality, far more cruel than fairy tales and legends.
"Darkness?" Avalon Shin said thoughtfully, "Sure enough, in all these hundreds of years, Dracula has attracted many terrible heresies, even if he has been sealed for a long time. β
Van Helsing sneered: "There is no need to solicit, if there is a place in this world that is more suitable for the existence of dark creatures than the dark land of life, Transylvania, this place may not become so terrifying." β
Avalon Shin was silent, the heresy campaign that was set off in the whole of Europe at the beginning was huge, whether it was a real witch or a fake witch, a real werewolf or a fake werewolf, as long as there was any suspicion, there was only one result - burning at the stake.
As for how to tell the difference between dark creatures?
Hehe, the book "Hammer of the Witches" has made it very clear, although many people know that most of it is nothing more than nonsense.
The Knights of the Holy Order fought to the death with the werewolves, and the heavy armor could not protect them much, and the sheer strength of the werewolves was enough to penetrate the armor and shatter the human body inside.
And the most powerful werewolf is even more terrifying, even the great knight who is about to break through to the Holy Knight can't match it, and in just a few rounds, it is already in danger.
"You can do it. Van Helsing said.
Avalon Shin frowned slightly, and then disappeared in place.
The spear was like a dragon, and in an instant it poked down from the top of the behemoth werewolf's head, and the giant wolf who stood up let out a terrible roar, and jumped on the spot, only slightly tilting its head, and let the spear nail into its shoulder, and a pair of sharp claws tore it at him.
Avalon Shin's face remained unchanged, and at this critical moment, he decisively threw away the spear in his hand, only to see him tear from behind, his shirt instantly burst, and on it, a spear tattoo came to life.
Bang β
Intense light rose into the sky.
In that overflowing light, he suddenly pulled out a spear shining with supreme light, and at this moment, he was like a king in the mortal world, shouting, heaven and earth surrendered.
Poofβ
The werewolf was directly cut off most of its shoulders, and a trace of hatred flashed in its murderous eyes, and at this moment, it picked up a squire knight who was dealing with the werewolf in front of him, turned around and ran.
Avalon Shin raised a spear like a golden thunderbolt, and a chilling killing intent spread out, and even the werewolf, whose mind was already filled with violence and killing, couldn't help but feel a sense of terror that tingled his scalp at this moment.
However, Avalon Shin finally put down the holy spear he had raised, and he stared at the distant sky, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
"It's the spear of Longinus. A cold smile appeared on Van Helsing's lips.
With the retreat of the terrifying werewolves suspected of being the leader, the werewolves picked up their battered compatriots with their teeth and claws, and quickly retreated towards the dark forest, allowing the knights to draw their pistols and shoot continuously, still withdrawing without looking back.
"We have won, long live the Holy Spear! Long live our Lord Christ!"
The knights were stunned for a moment, and then a tsunami-like cry erupted, and they reverently stared at the holy spear in Avalon Shin's hand, and fell to one knee in prayer.
"All knights of the Holy Order, you have fought valiantly, you have received God's approval, and you will ascend to Heaven after death. Avalon Shin raised the spear and announced loudly.
The knights looked fanatical, and Van Helsing had no doubt that even if they were asked to die at this moment, they would not hesitate to do it.
"It's rude to interrupt you, but I must say that if you want to be rewarded for your deeds now, I'm afraid it's too early. Van Helsing's cold voice rang out.
Avalon Xin nodded silently, then turned to the bearded knight and said, "Lead your knights back to the camp and prepare their shields and holy silver crossbow arrows." β
"And enemies?" said the bearded knight in shock.
Avalon's face was solemn, and he pointed to the sky in the distance: "A very powerful dark aura is coming, mixed with a disgusting smell of blood, if I guess correctly, vampires." β
The bearded knight's face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted and commanded the knights to retreat, compared with those irritable, bloodthirsty, butcher-like werewolves, vampires represent a more terrifying and unfathomable image like an abyss, it can be said mercilessly, even if on the frontal battlefield, vampires may not be as terrible as werewolves, but in terms of destructive power and horror, vampires simply want to throw werewolves more than ten streets!
Sure enough, as time passed, under the light of the moonlight on the horizon, the sound of dense shaking wings began to sound, followed by a sharp and piercing hum, accompanied by this strange sound, all the knights involuntarily covered their ears, but they still felt a splitting headache.
A thick black lead cloud gradually spread, and it was an overwhelming black bat.
"It's coming. Van Helsing's smile grew colder, and the silver sword deftly appeared in his hand.
Avalon Shin clenched the spear in silence, his lips pursed tightly, my dear friend, the wrongs that were once undone will be ended, the dead will die, and the living will still live.
Dust to dust, dust to dust!
......
In the long coffin condensed by ice, the pale man in a blood-colored windbreaker suddenly opened his eyes, his face was extremely handsome, but there was no blood under the pale skin, and the whole person exuded a cold chill, like a demon crawling out of the nine abysses, which was terrifying.
"Familiar, faith! It's you...... Soon, we'll meet again. β
"Wait, there's a familiar aura...... Ohβit's a good disguise, but Gabriel, your powerful light is like a beacon in the darkness, it's so striking. β
The pale man stood up from the ice coffin, his joints not twisted in the slightest, and the whole person was like a hard corpse, moving along the roof like a ghost......
That's right!
The ice coffin was hanging upside down in mid-air.
"Where have you all gone, my brides?" said the pale man, who behaved gracefully, like a prince from an ancient legend, calling out to his lover.
However, no one responded, and in the hollow dark castle, only his lonely echoes remained.
"It seems...... Have you all gone to deal with those irrelevant people?"
The pale man said melancholy, his expression becoming more and more sad, and in this way he directly penetrated the door of the room and the deep corridor, and appeared directly at the top of the castle.
Standing on the spire of the spire as sharp as the fingers of a pale skull, he gazed into the distance, the fading darkness, and sighed.
"Why disturb my slumber?"
"You should know that I have no interest in ruling the world, I just want to stay here and get a good night's sleep without being disturbed by you church lackeys. β
He sighed, his expression gradually clouded with a haze.
His expression became more and more terrifying, as if there was an irrepressible volcano waiting to erupt in his eyes, and countless negative emotions condensed in the blood-colored pupils.
"It's just that it's here. β
"Then let's all stay forever!"
"Whether it's Gabriel, your God's left hand, or you, my former best friend, Avalon Letter!"
"Everyone, all have to die!"
In the end, his elegant demeanor no longer knew where it had been thrown, and the terrifying aura suddenly exploded, and the immeasurable dark power like an abyss directly filled the heavens and the earth, and quickly spread into the distance, and the scene between the entire heaven and earth was as terrifying as the end of the world.