The Templars had shotguns embedded in their arms, propelled by primers and magnet coils, and each bullet had the same kinetic energy as the Imperial Eagle.

Asker sealed the keel sword, the wide blade received all the bullets at close range, the body was pushed back sharply by the huge thrust, and the left hand pulled out the spear, and swept it to the left rear with the thrust.

Reverse iron chopping.

Even in a state of extreme instability when repelled by a bullet, he can still use his left hand to use his gun to cut iron, and any professional player standing here will immediately sigh at the subtlety and strength of Asker's level of operation.

However, the Templars were completely unaware of the level of this move, and they were only shocked to realize that the man had not been beaten into a sieve, but had only been knocked out by bullets, and by the way, he had swept out a shot, interrupting the two Templars who were unable to dodge.

With the strength of Lv.10**, he burst out with power in an instant, and he already has the ability to cut through steel.

However, the spear was no match for Eleanor's Adamantite Spear, but was made of ordinary steel, and after breaking the alloy skeletons of the two Templars, the spear itself had changed shape and was too crooked to be usable.

Before he could stand on his feet in the retreat, another Templar had already calculated his advance and slashed at Asker with a high-frequency concussion sword, targeting Asker's head.

Throwing away the damaged spear with lightning in his left hand, Asker pulled another gun out of his chest at an astonishing speed that was almost impossible to see.

Imperial Eagle.

A thunderous burst of gunfire erupted, and the Imperial Eagle's elephant warhead pierced the knight's body directly through the knight's body loaded with the shotgun in his arm, revealing the broken circuit device inside. His unstable form accelerated and retreated under the massive recoil of the gun, just in time to avoid the slash of the high-frequency concussion sword.

Then he stepped on the ground with his right foot backwards to unload, and his left hand had already pulled out his tomahawk and threw it. The opponent's high-frequency concussion sword slanted upwards with precision, and slashed the axe into two neatly.

Asker had already rushed in front of him again, and the dragon bone longsword swept across his chest and abdomen with a dragon slash, and the other party slashed out the high-frequency shock sword at the same angle, obviously intending to destroy his weapon with the advantage of martial arts.

As the sword slashed out, it vibrated at an imperceptible frequency, and the moment it hit the high-frequency concussion sword, the latter's alloy shell shattered, followed by the internal oscillator and circuit, and flew out along with the Templar's forearm.

Nine Styles of Stars. Breaking weight, even if it is a military weapon material that can withstand high-frequency shocks, it cannot catch the terrifying power of extraordinary swordsmanship.

In the next second, the dagger had stabbed the Templar in the throat, cutting off access to his brain and body.

It was Asker's left hand, which stabbed out like a viper before the dragonbone sword in his right hand could stop castrating, and the Templar didn't even realize the break in his forearm.

This strange technique of staggering the rhythm of the left and right hands and attacking independently is the two-handed assassination technique he once taught Mia. All kinds of weapon tactics can be played, which is the unique charm of the weapon master profession.

Pulling the dagger from the neck bone of the Templar corpse, Asker sighed helplessly as he looked at the frayed blade on it, then at the damaged spear on the ground.

At his level of strength, there is no problem with any experience, awareness, and operation, but the foreign object of weapons and equipment has become his biggest shortcoming.

The Templars' bodies were not only flesh and blood, but also made up of military alloy structures. Every time he fought, half of his weapons had to be replaced because of wear and tear, and if he hadn't paid for them out of his own pocket, the quartermaster of the emperor's camp would have suspected him of forging reimbursement documents and smuggling and selling military supplies.

Fortunately, the keel longsword obtained from Rasul is really a legendary special material, and no matter whether it is the wear of steel teeth or the explosion of gunpowder, it cannot leave any traces on it.

After all, I must have killed a lot of Templars in such a long time, right? Each battle ranges from five or six to a dozen at most, and the amount accumulated is also considerable.

If one were to follow the example of the Imperial Knights and engrave the number of Templars killed on the power armor, Asker would now have a scratched power armor with a dense array of notches like a fence.

With each Templar killed, Asker felt the fear and despair of the other man, and a trace of it entered his body. Because of the condensation ritual of the laws of war, these fears and despairs from war are condensing into his spare flesh and blood.

After he finishes collecting, find a strong enemy and be killed by the other party, and then these "war flesh" will resurrect him.

Resurrect into a body that can master the laws of war.

After a rough perception, the amount of war flesh and blood was probably more than ninety percent, so Asker planned to sprint for a while, and work overtime today to complete the first half of the law of war condensation ceremony.

Continuing deeper into the trenches, he did not encounter any more Templars. It seems that the sound of the previous attack had reached the vicinity, causing the surrounding Templars to run out, much to Aske's regret.

To be honest, he wasn't particularly willing to fight the Templars in a normal way, as these prosthetic transformers lacked supernatural powers, which meant that even killing them would not do them any good.

However, in the Laws of War Condensation Ritual mission, since the Templars in Verona are connected to the LAN at all times, any footage that a slain Templar sees before dying will be uploaded to the Order's cloud server through the LAN and can be viewed by all Templars.

As a result, it is possible to quickly spread the fear and despair that Asker needs.

As a consequence of this, of course, the Templars began to quickly familiarize themselves with and study his style of play, trying to figure out how to deal with him.

Just like when Asker was still playing esports, countless team captains looked at his replays day and night. Although I know that most of it doesn't have a big effect, I still have to watch it repeatedly.

It wasn't until he was about to break out of the trenches and approach the Templars' out-of-town base camp that Asker saw a row of large cannon muzzles sticking out from behind the neatly organized bunkers a few hundred meters away.

Uh, that's like ...... Smoothbore guns?

The Holy See's 160-mm Toronus heavy smoothbore mortar!

Bang bang! In the roar of artillery fire, the exit of the trenches around Asker was instantly enveloped in terrifying fire and thick smoke.

Is he dead?!

Behind the bunker, almost all of the Templars unanimously turned the prosthetic eye to the maximum, and their eyes locked on the center of the smoke.

Not dead! Under the desperate gaze of the Templars, the silhouette of a figure gradually emerged from the smoke that had cleared.

God, immortal under the frontal bombardment of Toronus, is this a devil or a demon!

Ask, armed with his keel sword, silently retreated into the trenches.

The moment the shells fell, he quickly moved to avoid all the landing points, and then stopped all the sputtered shrapnel with the Starstar Nine-style grazing shot.

However, the other party actually moved out the Toronus heavy cannon of the Holy See, which really scared Aske.

Seven heavy guns blocked the door...... It seems that the Templars here were indeed scared enough by themselves.

Forget it, try your luck on other battlefields.

One last glance at the cover in the distance, Aske quickly disappeared into the trenches that stretched in all directions.