The leading Seven Patterns Great Demon Knight noticed the changes in Aaron Pombo and said loudly: "Mr. Aaron Pombo, you should hold on to the limit now, killing so many of us, your mana and physical strength are almost consumed, right?"

Oh, to be honest, I don't understand at all, why do you still want to fight us when you have already seen your Pombo family destroyed? Your battle is completely meaningless, you won't get anything if you win, and you will keep yourself here if you lose. ”

"Hmph, a traitor, what do you know!" Alan Pombo struggled to stand firm, flicked his clothes, straightened his collar, and looked at the leading knight in costume as if he were dead, "You are that Gawain, I tell you, maybe I will die here, but the Pombo family will never be destroyed."

I'm fighting now just to let you know what the Pombo family's anger looks like, and one day after that, you'll feel tenfold, hundredfold anger! You traitors, all of them will die!"

"Yes, Mr. Aaron Pompo!" retorted the leading knight in disguise, "I don't think so. In my opinion, I am not a traitor, but just a righteous overthrow of the tyrannical rule of your Pombo family, and I am not sure if your family will be rebuilt and if we will die, but I can be sure that you will die before us. ”

When the words fell, the leading demon-clad knight had a solemn expression, and he stepped forward with the knight's spear, and issued an order: "Charge!"

"Whoa!"

All the knights in costume rode up and rushed towards the standing Aron Pompo.

A dazzling light poured out of them, like waves in the ocean, threatening to drown Aaron Pombo.

At this moment, a purple-black arc suddenly flashed from the surface of Aaron Pompo's body, and his eyes shot out a white light that pierced through the darkness. With both hands outstretched, the arc flew out, knocking the knights in costume to the ground as they rushed up from the left and right.

With his hands stretched out again, he blasted the javelins thrown in all directions.

"Click!"

Aaron Pombo stepped forward, step by step, to the man in the middle of the charge, the leader of the Demonic Knight, who had spoken to him earlier.

"Poof!"

Aaron Pombo reached out and stabbed his palm into the neck of the leading knight in suit like a blade, bringing the horse down and dragging the lead knight down alive.

"Smack!"

Alan Pombo grabbed the neck of the leading knight with his left hand, and raised his right hand, and countless arcs of electricity condensed in the palm of his hand, turning into a thunderball, which looked ready to shatter the head of the leading knight.

The leading knight in costume knelt on one knee in front of Aaron Pombo at this time, the crimson light on the armor did not disperse, and his hands grabbed Aaron Pompo's left hand, trying to get rid of it, but he couldn't do it at all.

The leading knight in the costume glared at Alan Pompo, as if he understood something, and said with some annoyance: "You...... You were all pretending to be weak, just to kill me?"

"No, I'm not pretending, I've reached my limit. Aaron Pompo looked down at the leading knight in disguise, "However, even if I reach the limit, I can still choose to take someone to die with me." So I chose you, the greatest traitor to our House of Pompo, Gawain Nova Tronck! You say, I'll die before you? I'll tell you now, it's impossible!"

"I'm ......" The leading knight in costume listened to Aaron Pompo's words and closed his mouth a few times, as if trying to justify, but Aaron Pombo didn't give him this chance.

"Die, Gawain!" Alan Pombo roared, the ball of electricity in his right hand condensed, and slapped directly at the head of the leading knight.

The electric ball generated a dense arc of electricity, piercing the surrounding air, like an electric python wrapped in a ball, and hissed towards the head of the leading demon knight. The whole street was suddenly illuminated, and the leader of the Demonic Knight, who could not resist, fell to his knees on one knee, his face as pale as paper.

At this moment, Aaron Pang suddenly froze, and the electric ball in his hand dissipated with a "poof". Alan Pombo blinked, as if he was a little confused, and the next moment he didn't understand what was going on, his whole head flew out like a baseball that had been knocked off.

"Bang!"

Aaron Pompo's head flew more than a dozen meters and landed, rolling for a long distance before stopping.

The body that stayed in place spurted a large stream of blood from its neck like a fountain, and it shook and fell.

Behind Aaron Pompo's corpse, a tall figure appeared at some point, with a square face and thick eyebrows. Wearing armor, the armor surged with a rich purple light, and in his hand he also carried a metal axe carved with magic patterns, and the blood on the blade of the axe slowly dripped down.

The man glanced at Aaron Pompo's flying head, and said with an expressionless face: "Actually, I am Gawain, and it was Siffrang who spoke to you just now. And he was right, you will definitely die in front of me, because ...... Justice will prevail!"

After saying this, Gao Wen seemed to be drained of all his strength, the purple light on the armor quickly dissipated, his body shook, and he sat down on the ground with a "bang".

Many of the magic-clad knights around them made a "whoosh" and sat down on the ground together, with an extremely tired expression on their faces.

Siflang, the deputy commander of the Demon Knight, who was lucky enough to be rescued by Gawain, sat on the ground and took a big breath, not knowing whether he was scared or tired. After breathing for a long time, he slowly looked up at Gao Wen, and said with some excitement in his eyes: "Boss, we won." ”

"Yes, we won, Severang. Gawain responded, sighing a little, "The Pombo family's rule in St. Louis is over, and it will be a new beginning after that." ”

"Hopefully, it will be better. Severant said.

"It's not hope, it's certain. Gawain looked at him certainly, "At that time, it will be a fair city, not a city ruled by wizards." Of course, in the early stages of construction, and for now, we still have to work with them. ”

With that, Gawain looked into the distance.

A wizard was coming out of the darkness, and in the previous battle, they didn't show up at all, leaving the knight in prostration, and now they walked up to a knight in prostration, and treated him with a spell.

Looking at these people, Gawain's expression was calm and indifferent.

......

Richard, standing on the top of the stone tower, stared at the corpse of Aaron Pombo for a few seconds, and then looked at Gawain.

He didn't have the urge to avenge Alan Pompo, he was here only to see what the end of St. Louis would be. At this time, seeing a large number of wizards treating the knights, I couldn't help but think of what Alan Pombo said to Anne before.

Aaron Pombo said that a knight in costume could not exist on his own without a wizard. Unless, you can develop a magic pattern that doesn't require mana, life force, or energy.

This kind of magic pattern obviously does not exist, after all, it works without energy, which directly violates the law of conservation of energy and becomes a perpetual motion machine.

There is really a perpetual motion machine, and what kind of magic knight is needed, who can bulldoze the world with a forklift.

But what about the other way around?

Magic patterns that don't require any energy can't be made, so magic patterns that can be charged can always be made, right?

Isn't his miniature spell-hunting missile such a creation, storing energy in energy storage metal, activating when needed, and mothballing when not in use, which is extremely flexible.

The only difference is that the Micro Spell Homing Missile is a one-time consumable and does not need to be considered for acceptance, while the Costume Knight has to be considered for acceptance.

But even so, it should not be underestimated.