Volume 3 Chapter 59 Battlefield Transfer
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On the ground, the army of the Knights of Yonghui Domain marched forward in array, and the four town knights rushed to the front of the army like sharp arrows. The private armies of the nobles followed closely with the Knights of the Town. While some of the nobles quietly moved away from the core battlefield and wandered on the edge of the battlefield, most of the others remained. On the one hand, it was because they did not dare to openly disobey Yonghui's dispatch, and on the other hand, because they had ambitions in their hearts. Among the aristocracy, regardless of the title, there is never a shortage of careerists.
After the Grand Knight Anthony and Arthur converged, the two of them walked side by side with the sub-artifact in hand.
Arthur's face was very ugly, with his great knight respect, he couldn't defeat the white tiger, and he was still suppressed by the other party in front of so many people, which was a huge shame for Arthur, who had always been arrogant!
Especially in the siege battle in winter, the White Tiger was not Arthur's opponent, and several Mucheng Chariots and the Two Kings joined forces to besiege them, but they were all surrounded by Arthur and Anthony, and the White Tiger was almost seriously injured and died. Now the White Tiger has not only been promoted to the ninth level, but also holds the Donghui Cross, and his strength has in turn overwhelmed Arthur. This contrast made Arthur's heart seem to be holding a fire.
Arthur gritted his teeth fiercely, "Damn it! What the hell! ā
Anthony patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, have faith in yourself, and even more so in Lord Paladin." This battle cannot be lost, and it must not be lost! ā
"yes, I know." Arthur took a deep breath and barely calmed down.
Arthur is not Anthony after all, and he can't be calm. He looked up, looked at the fierce battle in the sky, and asked in a slightly astringent voice, "Lord Paladin...... You shouldn't lose, right? ā
Anthony was silent for a moment, but could not give any answer. He had personally experienced Duland's strong strength just now, and the shadow of the gun shot with all his might should have been indestructible. When it collided with the fire dragon and breathed, it seemed to hit its head on a mountain, and its head broke and bled out, but the mountain never moved. This feeling is too embarrassing. So Anthony didn't answer Arthur's words, because he wasn't sure if the Paladins would win.
"We ...... Just focus on the battle in front of you. ā
Anthony said, "Paladin-sama's battle with Duland. It's not a level we can meddle in. All we can do is to defeat Wudalianbao in one fell swoop in the shortest possible time! As for the Paladin......"
After a slight pause, the great knight, who had always been silent, raised his head, solemnly looked at the two people fighting back and forth in the sky, and said softly: "He is our paladin-sama." It's the great Augustus! Don't forget, my lord, he still has the Yonghui Cross Spear, and there is no way he can lose. ā
āā¦ā¦ Well, that's right. Arthur also settled down when he heard this.
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Thundered!
With a violent impact, Durand flew backwards, his figure flashing three times in a row. to stand still.
His feet stopped, but his upper body leaned back slightly under the tremendous force of the impact, and then returned to normal. It can be seen how heavy and ruthless the collision just now was.
"Whew."
Durand let out a long exhale, moved his shoulders a few times, and suddenly there was a series of crackling sounds. He clamped the Beihui cross under his armpit, and pointed the tip of the gun at the battlefield under his feet, only to feel that half of his body holding the gun was faintly numb.
"The power of the Divine Eternal Radiant Knight is truly powerful. Got it! ā
Durand looked at the paladin opposite, smiled faintly and said, "However, you really don't plan to use the Yonghui Cross Gun?" That's too contemptuous. ā
The paladin was dressed in knight's armor, wrapped in white light, standing in the void, and standing proudly. He held a cross-war spear in his hand, the style was no different from the Yonghui cross-spear, but it was not a real artifact, but an energy war spear condensed from the power of Yonghui. While the guns look solidified and almost indistinguishable from the real guns, the fake is the fake. Can't fool Duland's eyes.
Duland's eyes flickered with colorful light, his gaze fell on the energy war spear in the opponent's hand, and his expression was slightly cold, "You and I are both in the demigod realm, this is already very clear." Peer battles. I hold a sub-artifact, but you use a weapon of energy. Do you look down on me, or are you too confident in your own strength? ā
"I just look down on you." The paladin waved the war spear in his hand lightly, and said expressionlessly: "If you are not convinced, force me to use the Yonghui cross spear." ā
He looked at Durand quietly. Although he did not reveal any arrogance, there was clearly a condescending taste in his eyes. This arrogance is unstoppable, and it is very different from the image of the old man in the twilight on weekdays!
Durand almost laughed angrily, the more annoyed he became, but a charming smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "Old guy, after fighting for so long, I don't know what your name is?" ā
Deliberately shook the Beihui Cross in his hand, Duland's eyelids closed slightly, and said lightly: "Report your name, I don't like to kill unknown people or waste their reputation." ā
The word "wasted fame" was bitten very hard by Duland, and the sarcasm hidden behind the bland tone could be smelled by anyone, let alone a paladin who became a refiner.
The paladin's eyes narrowed slightly, squeezed out wisps of murderous aura, and said coldly: "Let's talk enough now, for a while...... You don't stand a chance! ā
Durand chuckled and shrugged noncommittal.
The two sides fell silent for a while, looking at each other and silent.
On the battlefield below, the armies of Yonghui and Mucheng had already launched an offensive and defensive, and the soldiers in the fierce battle did not notice the shocks and fluctuations in the sky above their heads and stopped temporarily, but the black-robed man who was hidden far away was always paying attention to the battle between the two demigods.
The black-robed man looked at the two people facing each other in mid-air, and said to himself with a low chuckle: "Hmph, that guy Augustus, is so cautious about a kid who is less than thirty years old. Hey, be cautious, be cautious! That Durand isn't an easy character either...... In the intelligence, it should be a knife, but now he is holding a Beihui cross and swinging it vigorously, and it seems that he is not willing to expose his hole cards lightly. ā
The eyes of the black-robed man were quite vicious, and he keenly saw that Durand and the Paladin actually had reservations, and the two were-for-tat in their words, but they actually attached great importance to each other, and did not underestimate the enemy at all.
The fight between the two just now. It seems that the movement is huge, but in fact it is just a temptation, far from the point of life and death.
The paladin hid the Yonghui Cross Spear and refused to use it for a long time, in fact, to prevent Duland's Orange Flame Demon Slash. According to the news brought back by the two great knights. On that day, the great knight Mirand, under a long knife of flame that seemed to be able to shuttle through the void, suffered a big loss. Paladins don't want to make the same mistake.
"Now it's up to who can get as much information as possible from the limited battle." The black-robed man stared at the two people in mid-air, and thought silently in his heart, "It's more than eyesight." It's also patience, depending on who can't bear it first. ā
In the sky, Durand's brows furrowed slightly, and vaguely, he always had a feeling of being watched.
Not only that, but he also smelled a rancid smell. It's exactly the same smell I smelled when I saw Kent in Wudalianbao before. It's a very bad feeling.
Durand groaned slightly, then shook his head, decisively pushing the distractions out of his mind and refocusing his attention on the paladin.
Judging from the battle just now, the Divine Eternal Radiance Knight has no weaknesses in terms of strength, degree, and defense. The ability to restore is not known for the time being, but light professionals generally have a clear advantage in terms of self-healing ability and degree. The Knight of Divine Eternal Radiance is a high-ranking class, in the series of encounters just now. has shown strong straightness and body skills, which makes Durand quite a headache.
"It's stronger than you think......" Duland's brow furrowed even tighter.
The combination of a speed as light and a tremendous power that is even more amazing than the degree makes the paladin's material attack unbelievably strong! The mysterious demigod in the ocean is right, this generation of paladins is indeed extremely strong!
The paladin does not have the strange and unguardable soul means of Cyrus, this old man who fights like a lion, every move is clear and domineering. But it made Durand feel even more difficult to handle.
Suffice it to say, the Divine Eternal Radiant Warlock has an unrivaled superiority in soul, while the Divine Eternal Radiant Knight is at the pinnacle in material terms and has few weaknesses.
āā¦ā¦ I, there is a mention yƬ. ā
Durand groaned for a moment. Suddenly, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the battlefield under his feet and said, "Our army has already started fighting, if we don't want to accidentally injure our own men, let's change places and continue fighting, how about it?" ā
The paladin was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Durand to make such a suggestion, and after a little hesitation, he nodded and said in a deep voice: "It's okay." ā
What neither side has said explicitly is: both of them are going to get serious!
Once true strength is used, the power of the aftermath of the battle will most likely directly increase by one or two levels. If the victory and defeat were to be determined in the air, the armies of both sides could be affected to death.
Now that a consensus has been reached, Durand doesn't talk nonsense, just turns around and flies in one direction.
The paladin hesitated for a moment, as if considering whether to follow rashly, and after a moment, he sneered, stomped his foot, and chased after him with a rush that was not inferior to Durand.
"Looks like it's going to be real." The black-robed man also became solemn.
The battle between the demigods, once the battle starts in earnest, the movement may not be very large, but the danger is increasing unabated, and it is far more dangerous than that of low-level professionals. After all, the power of both sides' moves is too great, and if you are careless, you may be hit hard by the other party, or even directly killed.
The black-robed man stood there and thought for a moment, then he smiled lowly, and his figure faded a little.
The whole figure turned into a faint mist, and followed in the direction where Durand and the paladin went, the mist was light, as if a piece of flying flotsam was completely powerless, and it was not much slower than the two demigods of Durand and the paladin.
White Tiger and Kent glanced at the direction Durand left, and both understood: the real battlefield was not the battlefield in front of them, but the place where the two demigods were about to go.
In the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the wind swept wildly and the cold snap overflowed.
Durand flew rapidly in the air, the fierce wind and water vapor in his face, but it did not cause him any trouble, he did not even blink his eyes, and his eagle-like gaze scanned the ground below, looking for a suitable battlefield.
The paladin hung behind Duland, and no matter how Durand changed his turn, the two sides always maintained a distance of three hundred meters. From this point of view alone, the paladin is better than Durand in terms of degree. The Divine Eternal Radiance Knight is worthy of being the best among the light professionals, and in flight, the whole person seems to have turned into a thin ray of light, silent, but fast to the point where it is difficult to catch with the naked eye.
"That's it."
Durand spoke suddenly, and then his figure sank suddenly, and finally landed on the surface of a vast lake, his feet on the waves, and he fluttered lightly without causing any ripples.
The paladin followed without saying a word, his body like light, flickering in the air several times in a row, and then recondensed on the surface of the lake, still maintaining a distance of three hundred meters from Duland.
Taking a deep breath, the paladin looked at Durand, who was three hundred meters away, and said in a deep voice: "Duland, there are no others here, you and I can completely let go of our hands and feet!" Let's go! ā
Strangely, after Durand landed on the lake, he did not turn around, and was still facing away from the paladin. At this time, Durand was pointed at by the paladin with the head of his gun, still with his back to him.
"Are you an idiot?" Duland's voice came with a slight smile, "...... It's already started. ā
"What?" The paladin's heart was terrified, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose.
In the next moment, a flame blade had shot out of the void in front of him, piercing the vital point of the heart!