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What came out of Shiloh's mouth was a spell that activated, and it was activated by the gloves he wore on his hands.

Thorn Grip, a fine quality gauntlet that reflects 100% of melee damage taken to the attacker for 3 seconds.

In an instant, countless emerald green world strings emerged from the glove, and these world strings were intertwined and woven into the shape of thorns, enveloping Shiloh's body, and the moment the halberd touched the thorns, changes occurred.

Akrio felt as if his weapon had fallen into a viscous swamp, all his strength had been absorbed, he had an illusion, as if he was not a strong man of the Golden Rank now, but just a weak foot pawn, he tried to get out, but the halberd in his hand seemed to be absorbed, and he wanted to pull it out but did not move.

Just when the two were at a stalemate and Akerio couldn't get out, the halberd suddenly loosened, and when he came back to his senses, Akerio saw the thorn pattern in front of Shiloh gradually disappearing, and thought that the opponent's defense had finally failed, and at the moment when he was ready to attack again, his chest was suddenly hit hard!

The golden rank of the golden force struck on Ekrio's crimson armor, and the pale brown world strings continued to appear and disintegrate and break, which was the light that the defensive technique on his equipment collapsed and dissipated because it could not withstand this powerful attack, and the breastplate forged from steel was in the middle, and it actually sank because of this.

This is the full force of the Golden Rank, and it will also be borne by the Golden Rank Acleo himself.

Akerio looked incredulous, he felt himself hit by a heavy hammer, and the whole person flew out of the warhorse, and even because the speed was too fast, the air around him burned violently, and he sank deep into the dirt, and the afterglow of the shock wave continued to be transmitted backwards as he landed, with Akrio as the center, radiating a large fan-shaped area backwards.

The people who were fighting fiercely saw this scene, and they were also dumbfounded and speechless.

Vlamir forgot for a moment to direct the infantry to advance in a roundabout way, and he trembled slightly, as if his overcoat could no longer withstand the cold winter of Aster, and the long sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Seriously wounded, Auragir saw that Ekrio was shot down by a nameless junior, and he didn't care about the blood gushing from the wounds on his body, and stood up suddenly.

Crassus had just knocked a Baron of Astelle off his horse, when he heard a loud roar, he turned around and saw a surprising scene, the gold-level Count Ecrio was actually knocked away by a bronze-level priest, what an unbelievable thing, Crassus gasped, he panicked.

Eric's own troops had already been scattered by Aster, and he was busy directing the cavalry to regroup, when he heard the noise and turned his head, thinking that the enemy would be killed by Ekrio, but it was the knight in red armor flying out of the smoke and dust, which made his anxiety even more uneasy.

Griffith broke away from the encirclement of Aster, he saw the lightning flashing on the battlefield in the distance, and he knew that it was Akerio himself, and secretly sighed that this count was really out of breath, and when he saw the moment Akrio was knocked away, he was shocked, did not speak, only accelerated the speed of the war horse under his crotch, and moved towards the battlefield over there.

"Mr. Ian Gray!"

Seeing that Shiloh had single-handedly repelled the gold-rank Ekrio, Lord Manstein was overjoyed, flipping his two knives in his hand, and cutting off the head of a Wendland knight with his backhand, he then raised his saber and roared in a loud voice.

"Everyone, the enemy general has been defeated, now is the time for us to take advantage of the victory to pursue and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, for Aster, rush!"

As if in response to his call, the scattered Astor cavalry gathered into a mighty procession led by Lord Manstein and Viscount Hartmann, which marched among the Windsland knights, bringing death and destruction to the steel heavy cavalry.

However, Shiloh knew that this was just Lord Manstein's morale-boosting rhetoric, and it was impossible to defeat Akrio by relying only on the counterattack of the Thorn Grip, and his blow was just a surprise to induce Akrio to use all his strength to achieve such an effect.

In addition to the original physical attack, Ekrio's attack also comes with the elemental damage of thunder and lightning, although this elemental damage is not much due to the fact that it is only the beginning of the stigma, but it still causes a certain loss of Shiloh's health.

Weaving the strings of the world in his palm, Shiloh cast a divine light spell on himself to fill the gap in health, and he rode on his warhorse to see Ekrio, who had been knocked dozens of yards away, slowly getting up.

The helmet resembling the horns of a bull was torn, the armor was tattered, and the tens of thousands of gold pieces of equipment had been destroyed by the reflection of the Thorn Grip, but to Ekrio, it was nothing.

Emerging from his cracked helmet, his crimson hair stood on end and his eyes were equally blood-stained, and Ekrio's expression was calm, as if he wasn't at all annoyed by the blow, but those who knew him well knew that it was the ultimate expression of Ekrio's anger.

He clenched the halberd in his hand, an epic quality halberd called "Fury", which was forged from the materials on Akerio's body when he was young, and was just right for Akerio's stigma.

Akrio stood up, his eyes staring directly at Shiloh, and the untold coercion exuded from him, so that no one dared to approach within a hundred yards.

Although the war horse under Shiloh was well-trained, he couldn't help but become restless in the face of such a threat, and the white horse's front hooves rubbed on the ground, and his head turned sideways, as if he did not dare to look directly in the direction of Ekrio.

Shiloh was also surrounded by this coercion, as if he had fallen into deep water, he was out of breath, his senses became sluggish, and there was a subtle vibration sound from his eardrum, and Shiloh realized that it was his own heartbeat.

This is the coercion of the gold level, Shiloh, who has felt it several times, is still impressed by the momentum of this strong man.

Then, Ekrio stepped out.

It was a step of the Golden Order, just like the Flame Burners Trashuel and Verahir that Shiloh had witnessed, and it was as if it had distorted space, reducing the distance between the two of them by tens of yards to zero in an instant.

Akrio's job is that of a warrior, which is another branch of the profession that is different from the swordsman, and values the use of power more than skill, and the control of anger is the only way to control the war.

At this time, Ekrio is showing this characteristic to the fullest.

The halberd flipped and gathered all of Ekrio's angry blows, heading towards Shiloh, a warrior's signature skill.

Destroy!

The halberd rubbed against the air was hot and red, and between the thunder and light, even the heavens and the earth were discolored.

Shiloh only made a move at this time, and the holy sword Ayllan appeared in his hand again, and at the same time, in the other hand, an ancient tome was spreading, in which the divine script, which contained supreme power, was emitting a silver light, overflowing from the yellowed pages, enveloping Shiloh.

In response to Ekrio's unreserved blow, Shiloh raised his holy sword Elslan, and then, reading aloud the words on the title page of the tome, which was the activation spell of the tome.

"So the goddess created all things." (To be continued.) )