"It's you, how could you have anything to do with that?... How could you watch those guys do that kind of dishonoring Legion?"

Gawain smiled wryly. He didn't look back, but even then he could feel the burning sensation in his back from the old sir's gaze. No matter how much he expected it before, he never thought that this old man, who valued honor and dignity more than his life, would actually have something to do with that messy and dirty matter. Now it seems that Sir Adari was more than just aware.

"No matter how much I try to stop it, the Northern Army has completely sunk and degenerated, and this is an irretrievable fact. In this case, it is better to let it decay and decay into combustible corpse wax and methane, and burn it to the ashes before it can be reborn. ”

Sir Adari's voice was full of power, as if he had put on this arcane armor, and his whole person was returned to the vigorous prime of life: "The empire is gone. The soldiers have forgotten the glory and the duty, and all that remains is a bunch of wretched worms. Then let them be completely destroyed in the baptism of blood and fire, and the young soldiers who have experienced this baptism can regain their glory and responsibility. ”

"You... What did you do?" asked Gawain. It is impossible to say that Sir Adari is behind the cult conspiracy and the dwarves, and no matter how sad and desperate the old man is, he cannot do that, just as a dying lion may tolerate flies and vultures flying and circling over his head for a while, but he will never join them in munching on rotten carrion.

"I didn't actually do anything. It's just that those cultists are given a chance, some channels. The old sir replied in a deep voice. "Those Westerners have been bullied all these years, but I don't feel sorry for them. A group of guys who do not dare to take up arms and defend their dignity with blood naturally have no dignity at all. But then they start looking for an opportunity to resist, so I can also help them by telling them some little news. That's all. ”

“... Those Westerners are very good at business, and if they managed to bypass the blockade of those nobles and hook up with those savage dwarves, I knew that they would definitely hook up as they do now. And the rotten guys in the legion can be bought as long as they have money, and I used to hope that they would refuse, at least remember their status as soldiers of the empire, and not be in cahoots with those barbarians, but now that you tell me, it's clear that those are just extravagant hopes. ”

"What the hell are they going to do?" Gawain asked.

"Trying to condense the true vengeful spirit, of course. I think it's probably a bloody sacrifice of revenge. ”

"This is impossible, how can a real god come out of nothing, it's just an imaginary evil god!"

"Absolutely. The old knight said lightly. "It is not what you call the Origin Aggregate of the World Laws of the True God, but the Aggregate of the Higher Dimensions of the Pan-Conceptual Consciousness, which is the same as the Guardian Hand you believe in, and is called a second-level god. Don't you know, young man, that what you believe is actually just a fabrication?"

"Nope. Protecting life, protecting our fellow citizens, and protecting our own loved ones is the original power that comes from the depths of each of us, and even if it is not the same as the ancient gods of the elements and the gods of nature, it is absolutely true and true. ”

"So is revenge, young man. It's still a real impulse that comes from the human heart, and it's the same on a technical level. ”

"Technical......" Gawain suddenly fell silent. After a while, he asked, "Are you helping them?"

"How could it be. I'm just a retired veteran, how can I do such a thing?" Sir Adari did not reply, but seemed to answer again.

"So, who is it?"

"It's not about you. You'd better not know about it, too. The old knight replied flatly, except that he waved the long knife in his hand at the same time, and the sound of the wind echoed harshly through the passage. "You're a good fighter, and I've always admired you. The Guardian Hand is one of the few gods I identify with, but with believing in a god comes being influenced by those conceptual aggregates, and no matter how much I try to persuade you, you're sure to go back and inform the other gods. I can't let you get in the way of the flame that is about to kindle, so I'll have to keep you here. ”

"And now that I'm wearing this Arcane armor this last time, I don't want to sit here anymore and wait quietly for the results, I'm going to rush over and burn the fire even more with my own hands, I'm going to watch the rotten flesh and flies turn to ashes in the flames. Then I will lead the new forces to be reborn in this flame. The old knight held his knife in front of his eyes. Under the faint white light, the blade forged with the alchemy of the Imperial Age was still cold and sharp, even after these decades. It's just that the face that is reflected is already full of wrinkles and decay.

"But you should also know that I must go back. At the same time, I have to find a way to stop you and your dangerous plans. Gao Wen slowly turned around, drew his long sword, and the light of the fighting spirit on his body slowly lit up. "That's my responsibility, it's my promise, it's my faith. ”

"So young man, let me see your faith. ”

Almost as soon as the last syllable came out of the old sir's mouth, his tall and majestic body suddenly appeared in front of Gawain, and the two long knives were slashed down violently.

It wasn't a teleportation flash like just now, it was just extremely fast, the air flow brought out by Sir Adari's huge and muscular body was like a storm rolling up in this corridor, the sound of the wind breaking through the air with the two long knives was simply deafening, and the excessively long blade even slashed into the surrounding rock walls when it was swung, but it was barely slowed down in the slightest, and large swaths of rock were cut down like soft mud and crushed and then cleaved together by the wind like a mountain and a tsunami.

Suddenly the two loud noises merged into a deafening long note. Gao Wen used all his strength, fighting spirit and skill to unload these two knives, and the remaining sword momentum directly smashed the small basement, and countless stones and dirt rained down.

After the blessing of the 'guard' and 'solid' fighting spirit to the limit, and even the long sword with a trace of the 'guard' law itself emitted a piercing moan because of Gao Wen's perennial wear, and narrowly survived the huge impact just now. And Gawain's mouth has cracked, and his wrist seems to have no feeling at all. Gawain was sure that the combined slash of these two knives just now was enough to split a small rock fortress into two pieces, and even the dwarven leader Divine Warrior seen in Grey Valley Town might not be able to take such an attack, after all, this was a blow that represented the high-end military power of the Imperial Age. During the time of the Oroyo Empire, it is unknown how many alien warriors were slain one by one under the swords of elite warriors armed with arcane laws.

But the chief guardian of the West Coast is not an ordinary alien god warrior after all, and he is far more skilled than ordinary high-level warriors, and after unloading the huge force of the slash, the long sword in Gawain's hand took advantage of the residual momentum to turn behind him, and his hands were intertwined, and the long sword drew a perfect arc and then stabbed at Sir Adari with the residual strength of unloading the slash.

The combination of attack and defense of this sword was incredibly dexterous, and it was obvious that Gawain could barely parry this slash, but before the old knight's long knife could be slashed out, Gawain's long sword had already stabbed him in the chest. That strange set of arcane armor didn't protect the vital point in the chest, it looked like the door was wide open, and this sword still had the residual strength to parry and slash, even ordinary steel armor could easily pierce it. But Sir Adari, who was with his sword, did not even blink an eyelid, nor did he look at it more, as if it were nothing more than a stalk of grass blown by the wind.

A tooth-aching creak sounded, and the sword stopped an inch from the old knight's chest, as if it had encountered an invisible barrier. The sword body was slightly bent under the squeeze of the forward stabbing force, and the tip of the sword creaked when the friction of the inexplicable resistance made a squeak, but it just couldn't stab forward an inch further. This is the 'Barrier Force Field Armor', one of the true means of protection of the Arcane Warframe, enough to withstand the heavy slash of the Orc Warrior's rage, and even resist the effects of some magic to some extent. This was the military product of the peak of the Imperial Age, enough for an ordinary soldier against the most powerful alien warriors.

What's more, those who are qualified to wear this arcane armor will not be ordinary soldiers. Sir Adari did not withdraw the long knife, although Gawain's sword had no effect, but he himself had already deceived him to a distance almost close to him, perhaps the rock walls and dirt around him under his strength and the long knife in his hand were not any obstacles at all, but it was extremely inconvenient to attack an opponent at such a distance, with the experience of countless battles and combat exercises, he directly slammed into it with his shoulders.

With a bang, Gawain's body flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the rock wall and rubble that had collapsed more than half of it not far away, and then slammed the storage room that was no longer out of shape, and the rubble rained down.

Gawain didn't get up again, and the falling earth and rocks buried him almost entirely, leaving only his head and a small half of his chest and an arm exposed, which had been visibly concave. As he coughed violently, large puffs of blood poured out of his mouth.

Sir Adari stood still, looking at Gawain, who had not stood up again, and he did not seem to have any intention of striking again. Sticking the knife into the ground, he reached out and touched his neck, and through the hazy crystal light, he saw that it was already a hand of blood. A deep scar on his neck scraped open the flesh, and it was only a little bit close to scratching his carotid artery. In fact, if it weren't for the instincts and instincts cultivated in thousands of battles and killings that caused the old man to tilt his head at the last moment, he would have rightly slashed the artery in his neck.

"This doesn't look like the Guardian Hand Paladin's style of play. The old sir's eyes showed a look of appreciation, and he smiled faintly. "But I still have to say, well done, it almost worked. I haven't broken out in a cold sweat like this in decades. ”

“... That's what I just learned, not long ago..."Gao Wen, who was almost embedded in the stone wall, also smiled hard, spitting blood as he answered, the blow just now broke almost all the ribs in his chest, and the index finger of his hand that had not been buried also bent at a strange angle, revealing half of the white broken bone. It was with this finger that he broke through the force field barrier of the Arcane Warframe, nearly slicing Sir Adari's carotid artery.

The Guardian Hand Paladin's fighting energy was far superior to any full-body steel armor, but Gawain was injured like this, precisely because he did his best to concentrate all his fighting energy on that fingertip after dropping his sword. Maybe this is not a smart approach, the Dou Qi is not a simple accumulation of strength can be superimposed, and the removal of the whole body's Dou Qi protection and concentration on one finger is just to increase the Dou Qi energy on this finger by one or two times, but relying on the seemingly stupid method just now, Gao Wen finally almost won a chance to win.

"When the concentration of life energy is increased to an extremely high level, the level of law will also increase, interfering with the operation of the arcane to a certain extent. And only the physical body itself is the best carrier of life energy. Is this a technique learned from Westerners? I've seen it years ago, and you're a little bit rough in comparison. Sir Adari nodded. As an officer who had received the most orthodox and pinnacle arcane training during the Imperial era, he was able to put more than eighty percent of the current mages to shame even in the attainments and insights of the arcane itself. "But that's not enough...... It should be the operating node where you feel the force field barrier from that sword... Truly amazing talent and intuition, if in the Age of Empires, you would definitely become an amazing arcane warrior. It's a shame. ”

Gawain didn't answer again, just kept coughing up blood foam. As one of the few high-level warriors in the Western Continent, his physical fitness is of course very strong, but no matter how strong his physical fitness is, there are really not many things he can say after his lungs are inserted into his broken ribs.

"I see your faith. It's just not strong enough. Then goodbye, no, goodbye, young man. Sir Adari glanced at Gawain one last time, his hands crossed forward with his sword in his hands, and the vibration of the magic net in the void weaved the indescribable law into a gray light that shot out and silently submerged into Gawain's body.

There was no sound or damage, only Gawain's skin quickly dried and discolored, as if an invisible brush was smeared with paint on him, and in a few breaths, his whole body and the leather armor on his body turned into a gray and dull rock that had no life at all, and even the blood foam that he coughed up in his last cough turned into a few stone beads and rolled to the ground when he left his mouth.

This is the law-based arcane 'petrification' of the Seven Rings. In the post-imperial era, this level of arcane art was already an important watershed between judging mages and archmages, and at the peak of arcane civilization, it was just one of the additional abilities of elite warriors' standard equipment.

Sir Adari's twin knives slashed again, and the walls and ceiling above collapsed, completely burying Gawain, who had been completely reduced to a stone statue, in the rubble and rubble.

Turning around and striding out of the door of the equipment warehouse, the sunlight outside shining directly on his face, making the old jazz feel slightly dizzy. Having not put on this arcane armor for decades and not touching such a deep magic net made his spirit indeed a little overwhelmed. Without a large number of mages as support staff, the physical and mental wear and tear of the Arcane Warframe was indeed too much for an old man like him who was over eighty years old.

It can even be said to be fatal.

But the thought of the flame that was about to be kindled lifted Sir Adari's spirits. The tingling pain in his neck mingled with the pain from old wounds elsewhere on his body, and his blood that had been dormant for years was stimulated. That's right, this is what a fighter needs, what a veteran needs. Quietly dying at a desk or in one's own bed is too shameful for a veteran and a veteran soldier, and only the last breath of blood is sprayed on the road in pursuit of glory and honor, burned to ashes in blood and fire, this is the most appropriate belonging.

Glancing at the officers and soldiers gathered around the doorway, his eyes swept over the faces of those who were either surprised, terrified, or incredulous, and Sir Adari's heart was only a cold calm. Before he stepped out of the equipment warehouse, he felt these people, and the movement that happened in it just now was enough to attract the others, but at this time, it didn't matter to him who came or how many people came. Whether it's mold on rotten flesh or flies and corpses, they will be removed in the flames.

"Prepare me a swift marching golem. Don't excuse yourself with any other excuses, I know there are at least two more in the fortress that can be used normally. I don't care who hid it for private use or was going to sell it, I'm calling it now in the name of the current high-ranking governor of the fortress. ”

Listening to Sir Adari's plain and majestic voice, the soldiers and officers around him were a little uncomfortable. The old knight had been out of power for a long time, and had almost become a simple symbol in the hearts of many people, and it was almost impossible to imagine that he would give such a strong order, and theoretically speaking, the position of Legion Commander had been vacant now, and this knight was indeed one of the highest-ranking officers of the fortress today.

In fact, looking at the strange set of armor that faintly shimmered on the old sir's body, as well as the two long knives in his hand, no one dared to make a fool of himself at will. Even if they haven't seen it with their own eyes, everyone in the Northern Legion knows what the most valuable and powerful combat power of the Legion is, and the old knight wearing the arcane armor is definitely one of them. It is no exaggeration to say that if Sir Adari wanted to, he could have cut down everyone in the current Coldwind Fortress alone.

"Sir Sir... You... You... How did you put on the Arcane Armor?Didn't you consult with the Chief of Staff?Your body... Your body ......," said one of the highest-ranking captains of these men, slurching. He knew the specifics of the arcane armor, and he knew that the old knight might have to wear it only once.

The sword wind flashed, and the military hat and brown curly hair on the captain's head floated high, and then sprinkled out in the north wind. Ser Adari withdrew his long sword, his voice full of unmistakable majesty: "There is credible information that there is something unusual on the part of the dwarves. That's why I've declared a state of emergency now. According to Article 104 of the Imperial Military Law, in a state of alert or above, disobeying military orders can be killed on the spot. Considering that you haven't experienced this state and haven't even exercised, I can forgive you once. But I promise there will be no next time. ”

Cold sweat rolled down the captain's newly bald head, and then he jumped up and turned to the soldiers behind him and shouted, "Didn't you hear Lord Sirre's orders?