The point where the long swords intersected, the two huge forces continued to transmit and clash.

Sask gritted a mouthful of white teeth, his handsome face gradually began to distort, he had the intention to withdraw from this kind of brute force competition with no skill at all, but he knew better that the flaws that appeared at the moment of retracting the sword would definitely be used by the other party-

He had already had a full understanding of this young man's swordsmanship, but at this time, he was not willing to learn about it a second time.

He kept adjusting the strength of his hand, but his opponent's long sword seemed to attract all his power, and he began to feel as if his body was out of control, such a strange power washed over his body from all directions like surging waves—

Unbeknownst to Sask, his opponent secretly turned on [Forced Taunt]. He didn't attribute these things to "skills" that he couldn't understand, but took it for granted that it was some kind of hidden skill of the other party.

It's a pity, this is a little trick summed up by the player-

Turning on [Forced Taunt] during a battle can deflect the opponent's power, and although this is not very effective against enemies who have been on guard for a long time, if it is the first time to face it, it will inevitably cause some hardship.

Sask was obviously hit, and he could barely advance or retreat-

Time passed very slowly, and at a tiny time scale, the power exerted on the sword reached a critical point, and Sask hurriedly slid backwards, and the silver long sword in the young man's hand burst out of a gap visible to the naked eye.

Gross shook his head.

In this level of battle, the quality of the Frost Longsword was obviously not enough to look at - but he didn't pay much attention to it, although this Excellence-Tier item was slightly damaged, but it didn't have much impact on the current battle.

Sask's slid back, his boots squeaking against the brown-yellow wooden floor, he knocked over a fine antique vase, and in the flying scraps of porcelain, knocked over a bookcase in a corner of the room, and some of the books and scrolls with old yellowed covers fell, but fortunately, when his back "banged" against the wall, he managed to hold himself back.

Gross also took this opportunity to flick his wrist-

In the wrestling process just now, Sask's strength also caused a considerable impact on his arms and wrists-

What was strange to him was that Sask's absolute strength was much stronger than when he met in Hualu Village. He suspected that something might have happened to the other party's body, and he opened the system to take a look, and sure enough!

The system shows that Sask's combat level is lv48!

In less than two months, Sask has actually increased his combat level by a full 10!

He didn't know what was going on on the other side, and if any human had such a rapid increase in strength, it would be a monster - of course, for this, he had already completely excluded his unscientific existence.

However, from the farewell of Hualu Village to the present when the two met again in Ensada's City Lord's Mansion, Sask's strength has indeed improved much more than him during this time.

Gross didn't say a word, and finally, he put away the smile on his face and raised his sword again—

Sask looked at the young man's aggressive brown eyes, he originally thought that after absorbing the necromantic essence given by Lord Rosenthal, he would have a chance to take revenge when he met this old opponent, but after a fight, he had found that he could not have the slightest advantage, and even, he was still at a faint disadvantage.

The proud Sasker was not willing to endure a second defeat.

He suddenly remembered what Master Rosenthal had said—

The noble lich valued not his swordsmanship or personal prowess, but his resourceful mind. At this critical moment, he understood: he didn't need to defeat this young man who looked like a Templar, but he needed to protect the "waste" around him-

"Waste" refers to "Count Lambert", that is, Arnold. In Sask's opinion, although this "waste" has the power level of the awakening intermediate level, once he faces a slightly decent enemy, he can't even use a move and a half.

It's a complete joke!

He glanced at Arnold, who was still stunned, holding a ** woman in his arms - his tears were streaming down his cheeks, and Sask thought that an undead would cry for a woman, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

However, he was untouched on the surface.

If it was just pure defense, he would have a lot of confidence that he would be able to support this young man with extraordinary swordsmanship for a while—this time he was accompanied by another big man in Ensada, and perhaps, before long, that big man would find out what was going on here.

For those thoughts in Sask's heart, Gross asked himself if it was a roundworm in the belly of this bone shelf, he thought of his own two knights, Matthew and Kenneth, but did not predict the other party's possible reinforcements-

In fact, in the historical plot "Rebellion of Ambition" in the first act, if anyone has the awakened mid-level strength of lv44 and the swordsmanship above the swordsman, he can already be regarded as a boss-level character. This has also been proven by the fact that facing "Count Lambert" and the undead general Sask, who has been invincible in the history of the game in his previous life, Gross's victory now seems to be a simple matter of time.

What's more, Gross still has a backhand.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the corridor, and from the time he entered this study to now, it had only taken two or three minutes, and as soon as Matthew and Kenneth entered the corridor, they saw the pale and panicked maid -

The maid sat down on the floor, and when she saw that the familiar figure was none other than the knight of the former Earl, she trembled and pointed to the location of the room.

But the two knights had only taken a few steps, and before they had reached the door, they saw a very tall figure coming from the other end of the corridor—it was a man with a gray face, his eyes seemed to be unfocused, but the sight of that extremely cold gaze made the two of them tremble.

Step by step, the man approached Matthew and Kenneth, and the two finally saw the man, who was holding a large scythe as tall as a man in his right hand, and his whole body was shrouded in a gray-green cloak, through which his body could be seen draped in a gorgeous golden armor.

The breathtaking and unrivaled momentum was like an incomparably heavy boulder pressing down on the bodies of Matthew and Kenneth, and the two knights who had awakened to the first order were unable to move at this time!

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