Prologue: The Templar Raiders

The war has reached its final moment, stepping on the corpses of the enemy, remembering the pain of comrades, there are only 80,000 million heroes left today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among them were the Leonites with their shields emblazoned with lions, the Gerrys with griffins emblazoned with griffins, the Walites with wolves emblazoned with blue wolves, and many, many others who had destroyed their country, leaving only the broken banners and badges of war.

The north wind blew the sea of battle flags, and on the final battlefield, facing the majestic but dilapidated Demon King's palace, the knights' eyes were extremely resolute.

Today, they are not afraid of sacrifice. The blood and hatred of their companions left them with incomparable courage and anger.

With that incomparable indignation and high momentum, they are not afraid of sacrifice today.

Raikol is part of that squad.

He wore a helmet adorned with red tassels, a sword at his waist, and a shield in his hand that was close to shattering. The proud double-headed eagle stood tall on the gray shield.

He is a native of Il, the proud people of the mountains, the strongest knight of the former kingdom.

However, at the very first moment of the war, the mountain country of Il had already borne the brunt of the destruction. Countless knights were impassioned, and the bloody heroes who went to the battlefield could not save the country where the demons were raging, they could only retreat with tears and hatred, retreat, and retreat on the corpses of their comrades.

And then, finally, the patience came to this day.

Four hundred and twenty-one remnants of the Il, standing behind him, waited for the moment of fate.

After that, the war, the silence began.

The warriors stepped on the earth, calmly impacting the array that the Demon King Army had left.

Raikol strode across his own camp and rushed ahead first, uttering a shout, leaping high and raising his sword.

The Thunder Knight stirred up his magic and shook the atmosphere, and roaring lightning spread out from his sword, reflecting the sky in all its glory.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment before Lycor fell from the sky.

His sword rained down from the sky like a beam of thunder, shattering the enemy's array, and the roaring cyan light tore a hole in the neat array of the Demon King's army in an instant. The bare-eyed Bull Demon and the shield guard crumbled and became vulnerable.

The cavalry of the Union did not miss this moment.

Warriors from all over the world, full of anger, carrying their own different banners, carrying the battle flags of hundreds of thousands of countries, turned into a colorful ocean, rushed straight into the crack, chanting their different war cries, and setting off a bloody wave.

The horse fell with a scream, and the fallen knight was trampled into pulp in an instant.

Each of them is a proud warrior of all countries, and they should be heroes who wear laurels and show off their beautiful armor and exquisite martial arts skills in the arena, but at this moment, their value is only for a moment.

"Rush!!Rush!!Don't stop!!Rush in!!"

The Allied marshal's eyes were already blood-red, and his roaring voice from the conning tower was transmitted over the battlefield.

The main gate of the Demon King's last residence was breached yesterday, but the Demon King himself wiped out the allies.

Victory or defeat is close at hand, and everyone is doing their best to create an offensive opportunity for their comrades with their lives.

One meter, two meters, three meters.

Every meter of the blood-colored distance carries the roar of the war dead.

The formation of the oppressed Demon King Army slowly changed from a straight line to a concave arc, and then, deeper and deeper, more and more unbearable, and finally, the sacrifice path of the knights ran through the formation.

"Spread out!!Steal them from behind!!"

Following the commander's command, the knights who had suddenly opened up in front of them shouted, and then turned to the left and right, divided into two roads, and plundered the rear of the enemy, and on the way they came, the following knights were still advancing, expanding the opening wider and wider, and gradually turning it into a decisive distance.

"Charge with me!!" Lecol shouted.

The walking knights from countless countries spontaneously united behind the strongest, condensed into an impact formation, and then rushed forward.

They struck from the front left side of the enemy formation, slashed down all the bull demon warriors with giant axes in vain trying to stop them, trampled on their huge three-meter-tall bodies without hesitation, and tore apart the second layer of puppet soldiers with their swords and war hammers, blood-stained spears and spears.

The archers of the Demon King's army discovered their intentions and drew their powerful recurve bows, but before they could shoot their arrows, they were nailed to the ground by the allied elves with more precise long arrows.

These pointy-eared people from the green forest all have handsome faces, and even more beautiful than them are the amazing bow and arrow skills.

With their mighty arms, they pulled out their unimaginable bows, and then, a rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun destroyed their enemies like eyes.

"Long live !!"

Strangulation, destruction.

The alliance has finally waited for this day. The remnants of the 30,000 Demon King's army were wiped out not so much in the final battlefield of the city as the palace.

The fanatical warriors ran over like huge wheels, leaving no one alive where they passed.

"Whoa!!"

The huge bull demon was pierced by a dozen spearmen, screaming in pain, but unable to resist.

Victory is at hand.

But, at this moment, when the Demon King's army was shattered, the Demon King came out.

"Stupid scum—"

Four meters tall, his whole body burned with black-red flames, with a heavy sound with every step, and only a pair of flaming red eyes were revealed in the black armor.

The Demon King walked out of the palace.

"Rush !! me"

Lycor's eyes were red.

The Alliance's strongest foot knight turned into a blast, carrying his proud sword and charging straight for the last foe. In a field of blood and fire, charge without hesitation.

"Roar!!

And behind him, knights from all over the world with excellent martial arts did not hesitate to follow.

The mages summoned the sky of ice and fire, stance and light, thunder turned into greatsword in their hands, and the wind became the breath of death in this moment.

As soon as the light appeared, the Demon King was instantly submerged in the rain of light at the level of the opposite city.

However, when the knights broke through the obstacle and came to the Demon King, they were greeted by the white smoke violently emitting from their whole bodies, and half of their armor was melted by the high heat, but they seemed to be unscathed.

“！！！”

The huge black demon king waved the giant sword in his hand without hesitation.

The black shadow flashed, and then, more than a dozen famous knights flew into the sky with blood, and landed heavily dozens of meters away.

"!!"

Raikol and the other knights did not hesitate for the slightest, and even though the gap was so large, they still strode forward.

"Thunder - punish the enemy!!"

Shouting the name of thunder, the power in the atmosphere was shaken, boiling and condensing, turning into a long cyan cord.

Raikor swung the light and slashed at the Demon King.

Invalid, the angry roaring thunder whip exploded on the giant sword blocked by the demon king, triggering a second round of bright light, and the blade of the giant sword was melted for a while, but the demon king himself only trembled a little, and then roared and pounced.

"Lycor!!Get out of the way!!"

Seeing that Lycor was standing still because of this move, behind him, another knight rushed forward and raised his heavy tower shield high.

His whole body exuded a rich brilliance of earthy yellow, and he stubbornly supported the Demon King's slash.

The roar of metal intersecting opened a white circle in the atmosphere, and the knight's body was short, his legs had sunk into the earth, and blood foamed from his mouth.

"Die!!"

Taking advantage of the gap, the three knights launched a charge together, and the three spears, colored by their respective powers, were like three meteors under the leadership of their masters, and slammed into the flaws in the melted breastplate.

However, the three consecutive snapping sounds meant that the spear failed to penetrate the demon king's chest.

They managed to penetrate the Demon King's scaly chest, causing the tip of the spear to pierce the right lobe of the lung, and the 'qi' exploded, shattering the wound and spreading the Demon King's black blood - but that was it.

The wounded Demon King grabbed one of the three of them, and the nails of the blade were fiercely embedded in the knight's body, and five blood fountains gushed out with a scream.

"Bavita!!"

The other two knights threw away their guns and tried to rush forward, but one moved faster.

The four knights with the warhammer had already jumped to their feet and jumped towards the Demon King's head with a sense of absolute intimidation.

Sweep - It's the Demon King who makes this move.

The iron fist that held the knight opened all the knights with a sweep that could not be fired, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking in the air, and the four knights fell back to the ground with a faster thud, and with a loud thud, they never moved again.

"Archer!!"

The commander commanded the strangulation of the remnants of the Demon King Army as he waved to the camp of the forest elves.

With the sound of squeaking bows, the sound of countless longbows being pulled together was so terrifying.

"Lie down!!"

All the knights did not hesitate to bow down, and all the infantry fell to their stomachs. Then the wind of arrows whistled over their heads.

The clanging sound of iron kept ringing, and even the demon king who was at the top of the creature and had concocted himself into an inhuman person with secret methods could not survive such a terrible rain of arrows.

Although not a single arrow could fatally wound him, the continuous rain of arrows made him unable to move, and his whole body trembled as if in the cold wind.

And where he couldn't see, the elf's first shooter, Fethied, was filled with his exquisite 'Evergreen Blessing'.

"May evergreen be your eternal pain!!"

With a curse, his magic arrow, forged with silver and fire, rose with a glow, and then, in an instant, it flew two thousand meters away, piercing into the demon king's left eye socket, setting off a fountain of blood.

"Uh-huh-ahh!!h

Covering his left eye with a miserable howl, the demon king leaned down.

The rain of arrows has stopped.

"I'm going to kill you—!!"

It roared so angrily, desperately, but when it opened its eyes again, what it saw in its only remaining right eye was a blue light that reflected the heavens and the earth.

"Can you do it—!!"

The knight who delivered the first blow to him raised his sword high.

The excessive force caused his whole body to ooze blood, and two lines of bloody tears were left from his eyes, which were obviously terrifying colors, but on the contrary, they made people feel the divine wrath.

His eyes contained a swirl of thunder, as if to suck a person into it.

He, rushed up.

The heat of the thunder melted the blade of the sword, shattering the shield and armor.

He held his sword in both hands.

Moment-just moment---

He rushed up and turned into thunder.

"--Die!!"

-- This light pierced through the eyes of the Demon King.

The Demon King, who did not dare to die, burst out with magic power in an instant, and his powerful position was molded into a shield, and a bright wall of light appeared in the air. However, it could not block the knight's decisive blow of faith.

-- Death without regret.

With such faith and awareness.

The light, shining through the barrier, penetrated the skull, and then, behind the Demon King's head.

Light, heroic rush out.

“――！！！”

Speechless.

Everyone stopped.

The knights opened their mouths wide as they watched as Lycor fell to his knees behind the Demon King, with only a broken sword left in his hand and smoke rising from his body.

The monsters of the Demon King's Army no longer fought, they stared at the demon's figure tightly, looking at him, motionless.

The body of the demon king, in this gaze, slowly tilted, tilted, tilted-

Knock -

Finally, it fell.

"Long live !!!!!!!!"

After a moment of silence, ecstatic cheers finally resounded across the battlefield.

With countless sacrifices and blood and tears, the alliance finally unraveled the prelude to a new era.