Chapter 193: Rank 9 Knight
"Quack!"
The old crow exhaled, activated a rune, and with a boom, an icicle rose from the ground and turned into a huge ice phoenix. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
The huge ice phoenix, spreading its wings like a sharp arrow, rushed into the mercenaries, and instantly froze more than a dozen mercenaries into ice sculptures.
"Quack!"
Huge ice phoenixes also rushed out from other directions, flying into the rushing mercenaries, freezing them in the ground, and even affecting the encirclement.
The Ice Array was fully opened, and hundreds of ice phoenixes rushed out of the snow before and after, rushing in all directions, causing huge casualties to the mercenary group hired by Heath.
A vast expanse of white snow has been completely transformed into a world of ice sculptures.
"Young Master Heath, the other party has arranged an extremely powerful ice array, we seem to have fallen into a trick!"
"At least a third-order rune formation master can arrange such a terrifying attack formation."
Heath's face was pale, and he thought that it was foolproof to dispatch eight hundred mercenaries to deal with Roland, but he didn't expect that Roland was actually a rune formation master, causing huge losses to the Silver Dragon Mercenary Group.
In a short period of time, at least two hundred mercenaries died, and a large number of mercenaries suffered frostbite, and Heath never dreamed that it was a bird that arranged the talisman array, not Roland.
"Kill! Kill them and leave nothing behind! Haha, going against Benlong is a dead end. β
Standing on the back of the Arctic Ice Bear, the old crow went on a rampage, knocking a small group of mercenaries to the ground and crushing them into pulp.
Roland bounced up, landed on the back of the Arctic Ice Bear, and said, "Hurry up and lead them into the Iceberg Canyon." β
"What's wrong? Ben Long is killing well, how can he just go? The old crow said.
Roland's face was solemn, and he said, "I feel the aura of a ninth-level knight, and he is coming in this direction, if we don't leave, we won't be able to leave." β
Roland also wants to get rid of Heath, but with his current strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of a ninth-level knight.
Hearing the words "ninth-level knight", the old crow was also startled and said, "Xiaobai, run." β
The Arctic Ice Bear carried Roland and the old crow, knocked out the dozen mercenaries who were blocking the way, and rushed towards the mouth of the valley of Icewind Dale as fast as possible.
No sooner had Roland and the old crow left than the snow shook violently, like an avalanche on a mountain peak.
"Boom!"
A huge curly-haired golden lion rushed up from the rear of the mercenary team, smashing the ice sculptures to pieces.
A third-order demonic beast, a curly-haired golden lion, his combat power is comparable to that of a cultivator in the high-level knight realm.
On the back of the curly golden lion, sat a tall man who looked to be thirty or forty years old, wearing silver armor and holding a two-handed sword, as if a god and demon had descended into the world.
He glanced at the surrounding scene, roared, and said, "You are all the elite of the Silver Dragon Mercenary Group, and when you resisted the attack of the Demon Hall, you didn't suffer such heavy casualties, and the face of the Silver Dragon was all lost by you!" β
Heath walked out of the mercenaries and said, "Deputy Head Wayne, you can't blame them for this, you can only blame me, I didn't expect Roland to be a rune array master, and he was caught off guard." β
"Master of the rune array? How old is he, how can he become a rune formation master? Wayne's face was no longer so cold when he saw Heath come out and speak.
Wayne is well aware of the role of a rune master in battle, and sometimes, can even change the outcome of a war.
Heath's face was gloomy, and he said, "Deputy Head Wayne, don't you know, although Roland is not very old, he has an amazing talent for martial arts, and he has been promoted to a middle-level knight in just over half a year." β
"And with his anti-heaven qualifications, it is entirely possible to become a rune formation master, and his existence is definitely a huge threat to Silver Moon City."
Wayne was also shocked in his heart, it took more than half a year to cultivate to a middle-level knight, which was too incredible, his eyes flashed coldly, and he asked, "Is that kid dead?" β
Heath's eyes darkened, and he said, "He escaped!" β
Wayne looked at the marks on the snow, stared in the direction where Roland and the old crow had left, and said, "He can't escape." β
"Boom!" Wayne urged the curly golden lion to rush out, chasing in the direction of Icewind Valley, killing Roland was definitely a sure win, how could he let go of this opportunity?
Heath gathered the uninjured mercenaries, and there were about four hundred people, and also chased them in the direction of Icewind Dale.
The degree of the Arctic Ice Bear is indeed very fast, but how can it compare to the third-order Demonic Beast Curly Golden Lion? Soon, Wayne catches up with Roland and the old crow.
"Not good! It's time to catch up! The old crow said anxiously.
"Fight!"
Roland took out a war bow from the spatial ring, put three armor-piercing arrows on the bowstring at the same time, and shot out.
"Whoosh!"
Three armor-piercing arrows, shot at Wayne's eyebrows, chest, and curly golden lion respectively, very accurate.
Wayne's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't dodge for a moment, and the two armor-piercing arrows that shot at his eyebrows and chest hit the enchanted armor, making two crisp sounds, and then they were bounced out.
The armor-piercing arrow that shot at the curly-haired golden lion was bitten by the curly-haired golden lion with its mouth open and swallowed directly into its abdomen.
Seeing this scene, Roland's face changed slightly, he had already used all his strength for the three arrows just now, and the ordinary middle-level knight Daquan couldn't stop it at all, but in front of the ninth-level knight, it was so vulnerable.
"Boy, the archery is good, but it's a pity that the strength is too small." Wayne laughed.
Seeing that the Arctic Ice Bear was about to rush into the iceberg canyon, but Wayne's pursuit was getting closer and closer, and when the distance between the two sides was still twenty meters, Wayne bounced up from the back of the curly golden lion and raised his sword to slash at Roland's back.
"Boy, it's over!"
Before Wayne's sword landed on Roland's body, he already felt a stinging pain all over his body, and a sharp force tore the robe on his back to shreds.
Still calm, Roland turned around and drew a circle with both hands, and slammed forward.
Wayne, who split the big sword, smiled disdainfully when he saw Roland's action, and it was too naΓ―ve to want to block the big sword with just his hands.
But what happened next made Wayne's face change.
The big sword that was originally slashed at Roland seemed to have fallen into the mire, slowed down a lot, and finally grazed the ass of the Arctic Ice Bear and slashed on the snow.
And dodging the attack of the big sword, the Arctic Ice Bear carried Roland and the old crow and rushed into the iceberg canyon.
"What's going on? What secret techniques did he practice? β
Wayne gritted his teeth and stared at Roland's back, feeling incredible.
"He must die!"
Just stunned for a moment, Wayne's eyes became very determined, and he leaped onto the back of the curly golden lion and chased into the iceberg canyon.
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