Someone once said www.biquge.info that if you abandon those unrealistic romantic fantasies, the Middle Ages, which is full of attraction and charm in the eyes of many people, will be marked with a very big discount

At least...... The castle here is not designed to defend against evil dragons, the princesses are mostly covered in sweat stains and disgusting smells except for a few aliens, and the knights are not invincible gods of war on the battlefield, most of them often only have the strength to charge once because they are burdened with heavy armor and weapons......

And as for those legendary swordsmen and rangers...... Even imaginative bards can't come up with more legendary stories for them...... Maybe that's what you say, huh...... Luckily, this is not the traditional medieval world, because of Leo, because of the demons, legends are beginning to be born here!

The body leaned forward slightly on the unicorn, and Finn's right hand grabbed the Pure Flame Slash blade in a very awkward posture in front of him, and under the powerful wrist force, the slightly thin blade of the long sword emitted a high-speed shaking that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, successfully swinging away Akmund's horizontal slash while dissolving most of the impact

Without turning his head and relying on the sound of the wind and intuition, the shield in the left hand of the Grand Master of the Punishment Knight struck heavily to the outside of his body at the same time, and Di Maria, who was waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack on the side, did not seem to expect the counterattack to come so quickly, and instinctively put the long sword across his chest at the moment when he didn't have time to dodge, but even so, under Finn's terrifying power, he still couldn't offset all the impact, and the black breastplate appeared like a spider's web in a subconscious muffled snort......

The unicorn slid its four hooves through the two foes, and as soon as the mount turned around, Finn did not hesitate to throw away the knight's shield in his left hand and draw his broad, two-handed greatsword from his back......

Normally, a true knight should protect his weapons as much as he defends his honor, at least in terms of code, but unfortunately Finn is not pedantic, he is upright, benevolent and even somewhat traditional, but his natural sense of smell on the battlefield allows him to often make choices that suit the situation, you know, the dead are not qualified to show off their honor, except perhaps for the legendary paladins who eat the ancients......

With the double blades in his hand, Finn, who had been passively parrying in the pinch in the early stage, began to counterattack with a condensed look in his eyes, and the two long swords bloomed with brilliant brilliance at the same time in a dazzling shaking, if Aeoris saw this scene before he died, he would definitely drop his jaw in shock, double [cross slash], in the last battle, in the face of the confident Grand Master Templar, Finn did not use all his strength at all......

The silver and white cross slapped at Di Maria in front of him, and in the face of the combination of two rather formidable enemy knights, Finn did not have the foolish distraction of power, and after a short temptation, he decisively targeted the attack on the weaker of them

As long as he can quickly kill or seriously injure one of them, the other person will not be his opponent at all, and the strength and experience make Finn completely confident in this!

"Bastard! Ahhh~~"

The seemingly cold horror knight Di Maria let out an unwilling roar for the first time, at the beginning of the battle, he once thought that Finn belonged to an opponent of the same level as them, although he thought that he had given the other party enough respect and attention, but now he was a little horrified to find that he still seriously underestimated the strength of the Grand Master of Punishment

There is no chance of back-back......

In an instant, Di Maria judged the form in front of him in his brain, if he subconsciously had any dodge and retreat behavior, the opponent's subsequent continuous attacks would follow, and he would eventually be completely buried by the brilliant sword light

"Roar!"

In this case, the demonic blood flowing in the bones seemed to evoke some kind of ancient genetic memory, and Di Maria's beast-like roar urged the Nightmare Beast to advance instead of retreating, and the bones in the tall body made a crisp sound to hide behind the shield as much as possible, but the black giant sword in his hand slashed down from the gap in Finn's sword light

Lives for lives! What's more, Di Maria knew that Akmund would never sit idly by and watch his death......

Indeed, as the leader of the twelve horror knights, Akmund does not have obvious demonic qualities like the rest of his companions, he is silent, but he never disappoints the leader and his men, he never shows the arrogance of superior strength, but he is still the king of killing, even the wild and unruly Baal, even the once arrogant Rhodes are respected in front of him!

This time, Akmund was as trustworthy as his companion had ever been, and in a flash of lightning, he made what he thought was the best choice, and as his shield slammed into Fein from the side and back, he drew a pitch-black spear with a corrupt smell in his left hand......

Hold your breath and concentrate! Akmund's arm could barely be seen swinging, and the spear in his hand had already shot out, and the sharp tip of the spear dozens of centimeters long was whistling straight towards Finn's back

Least...... He should dodge it, so Di Maria has a chance to dodge......

"Poof!"

If he could lift his visor, I am afraid that even the leader of the demons would be surprised to find that for the first time on Akmund's face showed a stiff and unnatural expression of astonishment, and the Grand Master of the Punishment Knight in the running did not block or dodge at all, but only slightly discerned the general direction from the whistling wind on the horseback and turned slightly......

Although Finn had done it to the extreme, the distance was too short and the throwing speed was too fast, the pitch-black spear still penetrated the outermost muscles of his waist, and the pale golden Punishment Knight armor with super defensive power could not protect its owner again at this moment, and after a short period of resistance, it was finally torn open a gap

Pain!

Even if it was as strong as Fein, at this moment, the whole person had a trace of trembling caused by the natural twitching of muscles, but his shoulders and a pair of arms were still firm, without the slightest subconscious disorder

If Akmund conquered all the demons with composure in his own camp, then Finn was more of an indestructible rock under Leo, both mentally and physically

It has been said that every successful person or the best person in his field has some kind of hidden stubbornness, and Fein must be one of the most typical......

The first heavy blow did not make him give up his attack under the severe pain, on the contrary, the Pure Flame Slashing Blade and the Broadsword were more radiant, and while throwing spears into his body, the two weapons also shattered the opponent's last counterattack, slashing into Di Maria's burly body from the left and right sides......

The heavy steel armor quickly shattered in the face of more powerful forces, and the demon's innate hard muscles could not stop the cutting of the blade, and after the Pure Flame Slash shattered the shield, it left two deep scars on Di Maria's left chest, and the giant sword in his left hand almost split his entire body after removing one of his arms

Without even a knee-jerk scream, Di Maria, one of the twelve Knights of Terror, flew upside down from the Nightmare Beast's back, and then slammed down on the ground, his eyes closed so that it was impossible to judge his life or death

The power of one blow is terrifying!

Glancing at the nightmare beast that had lost its owner in the sorrow, Finn slowly turned the horse's head, but through the thick armor Akmund couldn't see whether he was happy or sad at all, as if he was completely isolated on the battlefield, and the surrounding noise and battle did not disturb the two people in the confrontation, until a few seconds later, Finn took a deep breath and put his hand on the spear that pierced his muscles......

The pain that ordinary people couldn't bear at all seemed to have lost its effect at this moment, and Finn simply hung up his long sword and firmly grasped the sharp spearhead of the spear with his right hand, as if every time he pulled a weapon from the enemy's body, he calmly pulled outward

Blood gushes out like a stream crossing the floodgates from the cracks in his flesh, but Fein still maintains a relatively steady speed of withdrawal as if he is unconscious, without righteousness, without finding a book to show his fearlessness, as if he is doing the most ordinary and ordinary thing, indifferent and indifferent!

Finally, after the last inch of the wooden spear shaft was withdrawn from his body, the Grand Master of Punishment looked down at his wound for the first time, the muscles at the conical wound were desperately squirming but could not completely stop the blood from gushing out, although he could not see it, Finn also knew that he was afraid that all the muscles from his ribs to his abdomen had become pale at this moment

Throwing away the bloodstained spear in his hand, without any hesitation and hypocrisy, Finn directly ripped off the cloak behind him, and tightly surrounded the entire abdomen and waist from the wound to the waist after strangulation, only then did he exhale the turbidity of his lungs and quietly looked at Akmund, who was a little uneasy and twisting his body on horseback

"Second round!"

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Perhaps he didn't expect that the battlefield would be scorched, and he didn't expect that the weak human in his eyes would be able to resist firmly under the leadership of the Knights of Punishment, after Di Maria fell off his horse, the demon leader's face appeared for the first time with a solemn expression that could be called solemn, and he was silent for a long time and finally spoke slowly

"Gaskell ...... As always, my ranged commander, you're not going to let me down, are you? ”

Before he could finish speaking, a person slowly flashed out from the remaining terrifying knights behind him, Gaskell riding the same nightmare beast was not wearing the same black heavy armor as his companion, the neat and slim black light armor made him look taller, and there was no burden on his waist except for a dagger-like short sword

On the other hand, a human-tall giant bow on his back is particularly conspicuous, and at both ends of the giant bow is a pair of black and vivid giant eyes that seem to have a whirlpool, which makes people dare not look at it for a long time, evil and full of death

With a smile bordering on cruelty, Gaskell bowed slightly

"As you wish, my lord, as in the past, my longbow and I will still bring the fattest sacrifice to the demon god......"