Chapter 147: The Death of the Dragon Knight

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Except for the somewhat unusual pale gold complexion, the middle-aged man's appearance is no different from ordinary people, but as soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention, and at this moment he seemed to have become the center of the whole world in the eyes of the people around him, and even the neat and murderous hoplite array behind him seemed to have disappeared from view.

"Presumably you are the dragon knight Graxis of the famous Continent, right?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Grace and asked lightly.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Graxis rode on the back of the dragon and looked down at the middle-aged man below, but when the middle-aged man's gaze fell on him, he was thrilled all over, and at that moment, he felt that the other party's gaze was not only looking at his body, but also his soul. Although it was obvious that he was looking at the other party condescendingly, at this time, it seemed that the other party was looking down on him, and he was just looking up at a high-flying existence like a small ant.

"My name is Heywood Rowland, and I'm sure you've heard of it. Since you're here, stay here!"

The middle-aged man said softly, his voice so small that it seemed like he was talking to himself, but to Glacis's ears it was like thunder.

Heywood Rowland, the name of the Paladin!

Recognized by mankind for hundreds of years, the most powerful being, the symbol of invincibility! After almost decades of facelessness, he suddenly appeared in front of him, and everyone knew what his purpose was.

At the same time, the instinct of the great swordsman made Glaxis feel a murderous aura that swept the heavens and the earth and soared into the sky below. Even the dragon beneath him, Userondia, instinctively felt mortal danger, and even ignored the knight's orders, and flapped his wings to fly.

The middle-aged man looked at the somewhat panicked dragon knight, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then a golden light suddenly flashed on his body, and quickly rushed along his right arm to the palm, and a seven-step long, inch-thick javelin appeared on his right hand, which looked crystal clear and exuded a faint golden light.

This is the "condensation into a spear" stunt that killed the first warrior of the orcs more than 300 years ago in the history books.

With the strength of his legs, Gracis motioned for the dragon Userondia to fly upwards and quickly break away from the place, but at that moment he suddenly felt that time seemed to stand still.

Everything around him became still, except for the vindictive spear in the middle-aged man's hand flying from below, rapidly approaching.

Gracis suddenly understood that it was not time that stopped, but that his senses had slowed down, and he didn't know why this was happening, but there was only one possibility, that is, the paladin had cast some kind of Holy See secret magic on him, but he didn't have time to think more.

The vindictive spear first hit the chest of the dragon Userondia, the scales as hard as iron under the tip of the spear like papier-mâché, the spear pierced through the dragon's chest, peeked through the back, and scattered Gracis's protective dough qi, and then hit his body.

Gracys's chest had an inch-sized blood hole, and a stream of blood flowed down the edge of the blood hole, perhaps this wound was not fatal for a great swordsman, but Graxis himself knew that all the meridians and organs in his body had been shattered by the spear condensed by the fighting spirit in the blow just now.

It was not only the meridians and organs that were shattered, but also the ambition that was full of ambition and the ambition that was so powerful that the world was shattered.

Gracis's feelings finally returned to normal, the autumn wind blew his blonde hair, his face was still resolute and resolute, the once invincible hero, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, victory was once in sight, but now it became extremely distant.

Perhaps this is how Kent Haag, the first warrior of the orcs, felt during the Battle of Togo Hills more than 300 years ago!

Gressis spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed off the dragon.

The dragon Userondia let out a terrible scream, the huge wave shattered the clouds in the sky, and his huge claws grabbed Gracis's body, and his huge body fluttered his wings and spilled a cloud of golden blood at the same time, and the dragon had disappeared without a trace after a violent fluctuation of the clouds.

A few griffon knights were freed up in the Holy See army, ready to chase in the direction where the dragon disappeared, but the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "You can't catch up, don't worry, Glaxis is dead, and the dragon won't live long." ”

"Thank you, teacher!"

Gutesian appeared in front of the battle at some point, bowed deeply to the middle-aged man and thanked him.

"It's time for me to go, I'll leave the matter here to you, and don't come back if you can't handle it yet. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, his face couldn't help but show a trace of fatigue, even the pale gold complexion seemed to have darkened a lot, he turned around, towards the east, the direction he came from, leisurely and lightly stepped, the figure disappeared into the distance, and at this time Gutsian's voice came from behind him:

"Apprentice obeys the master's orders!"

After Glacys left, the rear army had been standing still waiting for news from the front, but in less than a quarter of an hour, a deafening dragon scream was suddenly heard from ahead, and then Userondia disappeared into the sky with a rain of blood, and everyone suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat from the canyon!"

The adjutant shouted hoarsely.

But before the military order could be delivered, four cyclops appeared on the summits on both sides of the canyon in the rear, and they pushed the boulders that they had prepared from the top of the mountain.

After a loud bang on the hillside, several boulders lay across the canyon, completely blocking the retreat of the cavalry.

"Abandon the horse and run for your life!"

The adjutant gave the order that seemed the wisest at the time.

But before the cavalry could react, the Cyclops attack above the canyon was launched.

The number of large stones on the top of the mountain is limited, but the small and medium-sized stones are everywhere, and at this time they have become the weapons of the cyclops, and they have been smashed from the top of their heads.

At this time, the situation in front has also changed, as the commander of the army, the dragon knight was killed, the dragon was wounded and fled, the situation of the entire battlefield was immediately reversed, and the morale of the Holy See army, which was originally low, was high at this time, shouting the slogan "Long live the paladin", in a sonorous iron armor collision, a semi-encircled array gradually pressed towards the opponent.

The Higg soldiers who chased after the victory only realized at this time that they had been led by the nose by the enemy, and the enemy's various actions were completely deliberate to show weakness, lure themselves into the bait, and set up an ambush here, not only to kill the dragon knight, the symbol of Higg's strength, but also to destroy this elite force here.

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