Soth silently looked at the six knights, they didn't dare to attack rashly, they formed a circle, surrounded Sos inside, they slowly circled outside, Sos shook his head helplessly and sighed.

The strength of these people may be considered the top among ordinary humans, and they may be able to make many warriors of other races ashamed, but in the face of Soth, who has a divine body, these knights are not opponents.

Soth didn't want to waste any more time, he continued his attack, and stepped forward with one kick, but before the other knight could react, Soth had already come to another knight.

He easily grabbed the other party's wrist and shouted in a low voice:

"Come over me—" Then he pulled hard, and the man was easily dragged by Thus like a child, then raised one hand, then swirled with force, and after a circle, he threw it directly away, slamming it against the wall of the fortress, and the people around him had no other way to express themselves except gasp.

The archon covered his mouth and looked at Soth incredulously, as if to tell himself that it was just a dream, and he pinched his face hard, but the real pain reminded him that it was not a dream.

"Is this guy still human?" many people asked themselves in their hearts, but the answer to this question was only known to them, and Soth didn't care about that, after he threw the knight out, he was already next to another person in the blink of an eye.

All the knights didn't dare to slack off, they weren't the soldiers or consuls around them, and who would dare to be distracted when fighting with Soth, they were all ready to fight, but all this was just useless, and Soth flew up with a kick.

The knight saw the movement of Soth's foot clearly, but the armor on his body was too thick to dodge at all, he could only resist the blow, thinking that his companion had been smashed with his fist, and thinking about how many times the strength of his legs was that of his arms, the knight felt that his fate was already predictable.

But he still tried his best to slash at Soth with a sword, no matter what, as long as Soth was still a little afraid, afraid that the sword would cause him damage, then he should dodge, this knight was betting on such a mentality, but he was deeply wrong, he didn't expect that Soth was not only strong in defense, but also surprisingly fast.

Just when his legs were still in the air, Soth suddenly accelerated in two stages, and the speed of the kicked foot was much faster at once, which caught the knight off guard, his sword was still held above his head, and the foot's foot had reached his chest, and before he could react, he only felt a strong force in his chest, and he had no room to resist at all, so he was kicked out of the air.

A few hundred pounds of armor provided him with good protection, but it also caused considerable damage, and he slammed into a corner of the fortress, and the walls made of large bluestones were smashed by him, shattered into pieces, and fell to the ground, while he was embedded in the wall.

Naturally, the others would not sit still, they had already rushed up together under the leadership of the old knight, and rushed in front of Soth, who had just retracted his leg and was already slashed by a sword behind him.

He subconsciously bent down but found that the other party's attack was like a storm, which caught her off guard and couldn't dodge, and in desperation, she had to hit the old knight hard, the blade of the sword was like the wind, and it hit his back like a bell "boom", but Soth just had the skin of copper skin and iron bones, and these mortal weapons could not cut him at all.

There was a loud bang, the old knight's sword was flicked aside, and everyone looked at Soth in a daze, looking at this monster-like guy, no matter what method they had, they couldn't do the slightest damage to this person, so what was the point of their attack.

Whether it was a bow or a sword, there was no way to cut through the flesh of Soth, and the other knights began to hesitate, they didn't know whether they should continue to move forward, but it was certain that the effect of such an attack was about zero, so it was better not to move.

The old knight stood quietly in place with his sword in hand, he gasped, he could see that the age was putting pressure on his body, Soth touched his back, it was the first time he had felt pain in the battle, he believed that there was still a trace of strength, and with a little more strength, the sword should be enough to cut through his skin.

This knight does have a strength that should not be underestimated, and if it was when he was young, he might be a good opponent for himself.

Thinking like this, Soth couldn't help but admire him, if he could subdue these soldiers, then these knights would become good talents under him, and this old knight was the most important thing, he would definitely not be an unknown person when he was young.

"You've had enough of the trouble, haven't you?" Soth stretched, he didn't plan to mess around with these people anymore, he wanted to end this farce quickly, and their resistance was in vain, so he gave the final notice.

"Surrender, I can spare your life, or else I'll send you to die now. ”

Soth stretched out his hand and pointed at the archon who had been hiding behind, his tone was stern and merciless, no matter what, this guy was absolutely going to get out, he couldn't take in such an incompetent guy, in the most riotous time, he only thought about signing up for himself, this kind of person didn't help Soth in any way.

What's more, what Soth is doing now is to take Sanafria from the other party, and as an archon, how can he give up his city to others, so at this moment, the archon's face has turned purple, which is extremely ugly.

He swallowed bitterly and turned his head to look at the knights and warriors on either side, all of whom were also staring at the archon in a daze, in this situation they didn't know what to do, because they had never dealt with a monster like Soth.

It's not an enemy who can defeat you, it's someone who, no matter what you do, even if you use your best skills, hasn't done any damage to the other person.

"Mr. Cromwell—" The archon looked at the old knight standing in front of him as if asking for help, as if begging the old knight to continue to hold his sword and fight.

The old knight also lived up to his expectations, and after taking a few breaths, he raised the sword in his hand again and looked like he was going to compete with Soth, in fact, all the people present knew in their hearts that after the sword just now, the gap between the two people was already very obvious, no matter what, this old knight was not Soth's opponent.

The consul was only trying to find a reason to keep him alive when he was cornered, and even the other young men in the Order could not stand it, and they cried out:

"Mr. Cromwell—your body—"

Their voices were full of anxiety, as if they were the old man's students and were worried about the teacher's body, Soth was careful, in fact, it was really possible, after all, the offensive moves of these people also looked very similar.