Chapter 1344: Trapped in the Trick (16)

The corpses of the thieves were horrible to death, the wounds on their bodies were inexplicably huge and tragic, and most of them were brutally dismembered. Ordinary people are afraid that they will vomit at the first glance, and even the highly trained British knights will inevitably feel uneasy when they see this tragic situation.

"Wooh!" Jefferson, the Black Iron Knight, couldn't help but cover his mouth and turn on the air filter inside his helmet, "Oh my God! these corpses! this stench! Did Daniel's little imp do it?!" "Possibly." Tarkas, the Black Iron Knight who was walking with him, carefully observed a dead body on the ground: "Judging from the wound on the corpse's neck, both the strength and the angle of the attack are very consistent with Daniel's size. However, the murder method was extremely vicious, could it be that the child was stimulated by something?" "It seems that the matter has been revealed, Mr. Daniel is besieged by more than a hundred people, and it is inevitable that he will be impatient in the battle. Bach, the Black Iron Knight, continued to analyze Tarcas's words: "So he won, survived, and judging by the number of people who died here, he should have annihilated most of the bandits?" Wasn't there a guard outside when we broke in just now? Daniel was afraid that he did not completely annihilate the thieves, so the order of the thieves was temporarily restored to normal. Jefferson questioned, "Yet they can't be seen hanging Daniel's body to warn the intruders." The kid was probably exhausted from the fight and was caught. "So Mr. Daniel is in danger?" said Dorey, the Black Iron Knight, tremblingly, "Where's the prison, we have to save him!" "There's no need to hurry, Mr. Dorey. Tarcas calmly analyzed: "If the enemy wanted to kill him, he would have been killed long ago." If the enemy had tried to make a deal with us with his life, he should be safe and sound by now. He may suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, but he can still save his life. "What are you all muttering?" Following the commander behind the group of Black Iron Knights, a silver knight shouted in dissatisfaction, "Don't desert, search immediately! God knows if those cunning thieves will have an ambush!" "Yes, sir." Jefferson, the Black Iron Knight, feigned obedience and raised his shield on guard. However, when he turned his back to his commander, there was a wave of disdain on his face.

"Search for survivors, and if you encounter resistance, there will be no mercy!" The silver knight stood at a safe distance, protected by three of his own men, but instructed Jefferson and the others to do dangerous work: "Also, beware of those who sneak up on corpses!" "Yes, yes, sir. Jefferson replied with a grin, raising his shield as he walked forward. He walked into the pile of corpses and kicked the overlapping corpses with his foot, confirming that the thieves were all dead.

However, a hand reached out from the pile of corpses and suddenly grabbed his foot!

"Wow!" the young Black Iron Knight was taken aback, and the lightsaber in his hand reflexively slashed out, slashing the rotten and pale stone hand away!

Rancid black blood splattered everywhere, staining Jefferson's legnails and spilling them all over the floor.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—" Stimulated by the smell of blood, there began to be movement in the originally silent pile of corpses!

"Oh!" exclaimed Jefferson, recoiling in fright.

The corpses groaned and got up one by one!

A large group of necromantic warriors, about 200 people, in this hall that was once stained with blood, resurrected (changed)!!

This is exactly what Oscar, the head of the southeast branch of the Red Spider Thieves, has planned. He knew that these thieves were useless in their lives, only to be slaughtered by the knights. But when they turned into corpses, things were different!

You must know that the British knights who came here today, except for the silver knight in charge, are all the lowest-level black iron knights, most of them are newcomers who have never really been on the battlefield, and they have not killed a few, let alone deal with necromantic warriors. There are even fewer of them who know how to use the sacred.

Besides, no matter how good the newcomers are, their mental quality is still not good enough. When they saw the rotting corpses and dead souls that were constantly wriggling in front of them, they inevitably had some scruples in their hearts. And inner hesitation often leads to their demise.

Compared with those big living people who have no combat power to speak of, these necromantic warriors can make the British knights suffer more! Oscar knew that this group of thieves was no match for the British Knights, and since the fall of this base was inevitable, he decided to turn over the table once before leaving, and kill a few more British knights!

"Necromantic warriors. When the commander of the silver knight who took the lead saw this, he immediately became proud: "Stand back, you can't kill them with your weapons." Let me. He cast a divine enchantment on his lightsaber, and the pale green lightsaber immediately turned a holy pure white. The Hallowed is the best way to deal with succubias and the necromantic warriors created by succubi, dismantling the succubi's evil poisonous photons, disintegrating them with a single hit. It had taken months for the Silver Knight to learn to wield [Sacred], and now he had the opportunity to show himself in front of his men.

"You have shielded me from both sides. The Silver Knight ordered.

"Yes, sir. Despite their reluctance, the Black Iron Knight Jefferson and Dorey replied at the same time.

And the group of necromantic warriors also crawled forward with weapons in hand, slowly gathering together. With people on the left and right sides covering, the silver knight was unscrupulous, raising his lightsaber and aiming it at a necromantic warrior. The [sacred] enchantment was so effective that it instantly disintegrated the succubus's inherent photons in the necromancer's body, causing the necromantic warrior to turn into a cold corpse and fall.

But the other two necromantic warriors were already attacking with their weapons. The White Shadow Knight took a slight step back, allowing his two shield-wielding men to block the attack. Then he leaned down and stabbed his enemy with his sword. The Holy works again, and two more necromantic warriors have fallen!

"Hahaha, vulnerable, really vulnerable!" the silver knight began to flutter a little. As a descendant of a high-ranking knight, relying on the hereditary title of silver knight, this knight feels superior. Although he had little combat training, and even less actual combat, he learned [sacred] with ease. There are only 10 out of 100 people in the Order of Great Britain who have learned to [Divine Enchantment], so this Silver Knight who knows how to use the Holy has enough capital to show off among his colleagues.

He felt too good about himself, his pride began to swell, and in order to show how good he was in front of his men, he began to rush into the enemy line and slash with very large movements. Within minutes, a dozen Necro Knights had fallen, but the Chief's over-risky actions had exhausted the two Black Iron Knights who were in charge of shield-wielding guards.

Jefferson was young and strong, so he was fine;

But Dore, the Black Iron Knight, is already middle-aged, and his physical strength is not as good as before. He still had a wound on his leg, and a simple bandage before the battle only kept the wound on his leg from getting him from walking, not to cope with this continuous and rapid running! He ran behind the commander for a while, and he began to lose a little of his ability!

"Hurry up!" The Silver Knight, who rushed to the front, happened to be surrounded by five necromantic warriors, struggling to dodge the swords and axes of the necromancers, and began to be a little overwhelmed.

"Come, come!" Jefferson arrived panting, raising his shield to block the attack on the left.

"Waiting-" Dorey, who was hurrying to catch up, fell--sprinting through the blood-rotting, slippery cave, inevitably falling!

Boom! His shield didn't hold steady, and he flew out as he wrestled. The other two necromantic warriors had already seized this opportunity, wielding their long swords and slashing at Dore!

"Oh no!" Jefferson hurriedly pulled out his pistol and fired two shots. With two thuds, the light bullet hit the head of the necromantic warrior, blasting the two corpses apart. But the necromantic warriors will keep resurrecting, and hitting a stun with a bullet is just an expedient measure!Dorey hurriedly took out his lightsaber to protect himself and cut off the feet of the necromancers!

"What are you doing?!You're in charge of covering me, not him!" The silver warrior in the lead was very opinionated: "Hurry up!" "But-" Jefferson just wanted to argue, but he knew that the other party was his boss, and he was the kind of boss who only knew how to command without using his brain, and it was useless to say anything to this kind of person. He sighed inwardly, hurried to catch up, and secretly prayed for his colleague Dore. However, Dore, who has limited mobility, is besieged by three or four necromantic warriors, and he can only wield a lightsaber to temporarily drive the enemy away and wait for his companions to rescue him. How long he can last is a big question!

Jefferson was hesitating whether to pull back the captain who had rushed in front and go to save Dorey together. Unexpectedly, his momentary hesitation immediately caused a tragic result. The silver knight, who had no regard for his own safety, had just killed two necromancers with his sword, but he had no idea the danger on his head!

A necromantic warrior raised his tomahawk and jumped, and the rusty but heavy tomahawk landed right on the head of the Silver Knight!

"Uhh He couldn't even scream anymore, and this vicious blow killed him instantly!

"Damn—!" exclaimed Jefferson, the Black Iron Knight.

"Oh, damn it!" the Black Iron Knights, who were on guard in the battle formation with large shields in the distance, couldn't help but exclaim.