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Wilderness of Death.

The land was already covered with lead clouds, thick fog, and at night, it was impossible to reach out and lose sight of almost all living things.

A death knight dressed in hundreds of kilograms of black black black iron heavy armor roamed around on a stout bone horse more than two meters high.

The black armor is very heavy and looks very old, but it is extremely defensive, and it is able to withstand the frontal bombardment of magic cannons. It is also inlaid with magic wires and black magic gems, and it is constantly equipped with several magics such as "defensive arrows", "defensive slashes", "defensive blunt attacks" and "magic barriers".

The strong bone horse was cultivated by the Black Knight with powerful magical power, and its speed, load-bearing, and impact ability were extremely amazing. The bone horse was also draped in extremely heavy black steel armor, and with the black knight on its back, it almost carried a weight of nearly a ton, but it still walked like a fly.

The black riders and mounts exude terrifying coercion, especially the black knight on the horse, whose eyes burn with two dark purple flames, which can cause ordinary people who look directly at them to fall into feelings of loss, fear, and despair, as if they have been contaminated with some kind of magic that affects the mind.

This is Matt in the form of the Black Knight.

He holds a bony spear several meters long in his right hand and the reins of a white Cohen thoroughbred in his left hand.

On the back of the white horse is a handsome blonde knight who looks like he is unconscious. This is naturally his "lifebox", his body in human form.

At this moment, the black knight was contemplating something.

Matt has been in the transcendent stage for decades, and he can even faintly feel the existence of some kind of "rule".

A strong man of this strength can walk sideways no matter where he is, even if he wants to single-handedly slaughter a town of more than 100,000 people now, it is not impossible to do it.

There weren't many things that could keep him on guard.

So he really didn't expect that the elf that he had grown up with in a sense could force him to such a point.

Matt has been going around the Dead Wilderness for a long time.

Twenty days?

Thirty days?

Or forty days?

Even his own couldn't figure out how long it had been turning.

He knew that he might have fallen for some of Moon's spells and was trapped.

In the beginning, he was actually not in a hurry, and after being an undead for so long, Matt's patience was simply too good to be true.

Although the elves are immortals, they are still a little worse than the undead who have unlimited time.

But his human body had to heal, drink, and eat.

So every now and then he has to risk being attacked and turn into a human.

And food and water have long been depleted.

So Matt is agitated right now.

He felt that the current moon was far from his opponent.

But she's strong enough, and she's smart.

There is no night moon beside it. The seemingly weak elf no longer fought with Matt in hand-to-hand combat, but turned into a shadow.

If the blow misses, the spirit will instantly flash and disappear like the most clever assassin.

His concealment technique is so clever that even Matt can't find it. I can't even chase it.

After that, she will disappear into the fog and shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike again.

The timing of her shots was extremely irregular, sometimes only a few minutes apart, and sometimes she didn't show up for days.

This forced Matt to keep his mind up all the time, and his martial arts and magic didn't seem to be able to deal with the situation effectively.

But. He still has a way.

Although he can only passively wait for the other party to appear every time, he will try his best to effectively use the little time that the other party shows up, and find a way to leave a few deep enough wounds on the other party's body.

After this time, although Matt is still trapped in the magic labyrinth of the moon and has no rest at all, his black knight's body does not need to rest, and his strength is extremely strong.

So until now he was unscathed, and Tsuki had been left with at least seven wounds that were serious enough for him.

That kind of wound, I'm afraid that a different person would have died.

And every time the moon appeared, it was still the same as when it first came after it dozens of days ago - as if it could fall at any moment, but it still stood incredibly. Temperament is crazy and dangerous.

But she is even more incrediblely beautiful.

Suddenly, the Black Knight gently clenched his right hand holding the spear.

His spiritual tentacles were slightly aware of the existence of the other party, although he still couldn't figure out the specific location of the moon, but it showed that the moon was going to strike again this time.

Although it didn't look like a difference, the black elf was visibly getting weaker and weaker.

Because before the last assassination began, she could not completely hide her aura.

Although there is only a little leakage of breath, it is enough to remind a super strong person like Matt.

But he still pretended not to notice.

The elf's shots became more and more tricky every time, and Matt didn't know how long he could stay injury-free, so it was better to continue to maintain this small advantage.

"Here we are."

He clearly felt the fierce killing intent in the back of his head.

Half empty?

Very good.

With nowhere to borrow in mid-air, this time this troublesome mad spirit is finally going to be left behind.

Don't miss the opportunity. The Black Knight's spear reversed and stabbed diagonally behind him like lightning.

This thorn is the result of more than 100 years of experience in Matt, like an antelope hanging on its horns, and its trajectory is incredibly perfect.

It's better than the previous seven stabs.

Although Matt didn't really want to kill Tsuki. But the situation forced him, and he didn't pity the jade.

And then......

Something was indeed stabbed.

But it doesn't feel right.

The Black Knight looked back in amazement to find a bracelet carved from dead wood pierced on the tip of his spear.

"Not good!"

The Black Knight lowered the reins with his left hand, trying to protect his head and chest with his arm shield, while the spear turned in an attempt to make a defensive stance.

At the same time, the bone horse with the same heart suddenly kicked the ground. I want to go backwards.

But, it's too late.

An incomparably powerful silent sword light reflected the black knight's spiritual world.

The sword light was extremely fast, and it came straight to the front door.

It's too late to dodge, it's too late to resist, and naturally it's too late to use any magic.

In this raid, there was not a trace of breath leaking.

Seven serious injuries, are they all intentional?

Seven deliberate injuries, just for this blow?

Lunatic.

"Maybe her dagger won't pierce my visor......"

Before he could think of such a thought, Matt's soul catapulted into his mortally wounded human body.

The unbearable pain exploded in his brain, and the blonde knight Matt snorted and bounced to his feet, holding back the screams.

The stab wounded his soul.

"How is this possible?"

The Black Knight's dark iron armor, which could defend against cannonballs head-on, and all the protective magic attached to it, couldn't resist this thorn?

And this stab not only physically pierced the thick and solid armor of his black knight's body, but also pierced his soul?

What kind of trick is this?

What kind of dagger is this?

"Why can't it be?"

Yue fully appeared, caressing the dagger that also brought her a lot of surprises, and chuckled: "If I can't beat you, how can I defeat Xiao Yeyue in the future, throw her on the bed, and then suppress her with absolute strength, and then do something happy together?" ”

Although it still looks extremely weak, the moon at this time, with red lips and red eyes, is extremely sexy. (To be continued.) )