"Type 7: Fury Strike!"

Neil Kohler suddenly let out a loud cry, and the rolling holy power surged within itself, and white light flashed, as if it was like a light in the darkness.

The huge broadsword danced, the wind howled, and slashed at the various gray mist monsters that surged around them.

The knight's combat skills are the powerful combat skills that have been tempered and condensed through one battle after another after the rise of the great powers of the old continent over the past hundreds of years.

The cultivation method supplemented by the holy power, once it erupts, is almost invincible.

The rapid rise of the Old Continent in the past few hundred years and the abuse of the Quartet largely relied not on their strong ships and guns, but on the cultivation system of the transcendental, which continuously produced countless powerful individual characters.

From the Crusades to the banishment of dark creatures during the Dark Ages, the Templars of the Old World have become one of the most powerful supernatural forces in the world today.

Neil Kohler, a former member of the Knights Templar, was able to become the first knight under the vast Olmec Doge because of his great strength.

Somewhere between the bronze and silver tiers are powerful enough for him to deal with most of the dangers in this world.

At this moment, Neil Kohler completely erupted, and the holy power rolled like a tide, attacking the various Madi myths and legends condensed in the gray mist through the broadsword in his hand again and again, and it was like a storm and waves, forcing the surrounding gray mist monsters back again.

One of them, a serpentine gray mist monster that seemed to have wings, was slashed by Neil Kohler's sword, and with a pop, it instantly broke and turned back into gray mist.

"This is the power of knights!!"

The mercenaries around them who were already frightened and trembling were instantly lifted by their spirits after seeing Neil Kohler's burst of holy power.

The knights were no strangers to these people, but when such a power beyond mortals suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, it still made many people's hearts sway and sigh.

But then, an even more violent aura came flooding over.

The various mythical monsters of the ancient Madi legends condensed in the gray mist seemed to be completely enraged by Neil Kohler's holy power, and after retreating continuously, dozens or hundreds of monsters of various strange shapes began to attack one after another!

Bang bang!

A series of gunshots rang out one after another.

The mercenaries were biting bullets in their mouths, and the firing pistols in their hands kept shooting at the layers of monsters, but they still couldn't delay a bit.

"Ahh

A cry of pain sounded instantly.

One of the outermost mercenaries was unaware for a moment, and was pecked on the head by one of the heads of a three-headed bird-like gray mist monster, and then the whole person was suddenly caught, and with a sudden flick, he flew high into the air.

Then the mercenary's body never landed, and one after another strange-shaped gray mist monsters tore the mercenary in the air to pieces.

There was no flesh flying, no internal organs cracking and splashing, only in the constant tearing of the monster, the mercenary's body disappeared little by little, as if it was completely swallowed up by the gray mist.

"Everybody follow me!"

Neil Kohler let out a loud breath, and the holy power of his whole body was rolling like a tide, which was stimulated to the extreme, and the white light of the whole person became more and more intense. With a huge broadsword in both hands, he began to break through in one of the directions of the gray mist.

The gray fog around the pyramid was clearly a spatial or perceptual tactic, and Neil-Kohler knew he had no choice.

Now this situation is shrouded in endless gray fog, and if it continues, I am afraid that all of them will die here.

At this point, the only way is to go all out in one direction.

The mercenaries quickly converged towards Neil Kohler, with Molly Gershwin following closely behind Neil Kohler, and although she was only a young woman, the posture she displayed at this time was extremely surprising.

The movements are fast and fast, no worse than other mercenaries, and even much more physical and fast than many people.

Falling behind the group, Ames Mogrady looked at the team in front of him and began to distance himself from him, and a wave of despair began to creep in his heart.

His speed was getting slower and slower, and he couldn't catch up.

A large piece of flesh on his left leg disappeared, as if it had been eaten by some animal, but it was strangely not bleeding, just pain and immobility, as if the piece of flesh had been swallowed by something out of thin air.

I'm going to die here!

Ames-Mogrady thought silently, thinking that this was just a sightseeing expedition, but now he was in a situation of death.

He had conceived many times of his final death, to be cut down and revealed, shot with arrows or muskets, sentenced to hanging, and dying of starvation......

But it doesn't matter now, looking at the more and more gray mist monsters that are gathering together, Emmeth-Mogredy only wishes for this moment that he is truly and completely dead, not that his soul is cursed or something.

The thud of the ground rang in his ears.

In the thick gray mist, a monster with a head like a wild boar with fangs and a body like a grizzly bear came towards him.

Despite the gray mist, Ameth-Moghredy could clearly see the cruelty in the monster's skin and hair, and in its already lit red eyes.

"He died at the hands of such a monster!"

Ameth-Mogredi grabbed the rifle in his hand, and a ferocity surged between life and death, and he still had a few bullets, but it was too late to load, so he could only think of resisting with a bayonet. I didn't think that I could withstand the attack of such a behemoth, and it was not his style to be killed.

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar rang out.

Ameth-Mogredy felt his hair being pressed against him by the strong wind of the roar, and stabbed the monster in the head of the gray mist as the hog-headed monster walked up to him.

Bite!

The sharp bayonet seemed to pierce the iron plate, and it snapped in response.

The pig-headed monster angrily bit the blaster in Ameth-Mogradi's hand, and with a slight tug, the whole gun fell directly into the monster's mouth, and the sound of clicking instantly sounded.

The monster with the head of a pig and a bear directly bit the pistol and swallowed it.

The whole movement was only a breath or two, and the monster with the pig-headed bear body raised its head again to look at Ameth-Mogredy, this time in the bloodthirsty eyes, it was almost possible to feel that the monster was about to explode in an instant.

"Come on! You sons of bitches! ”

Ameth-Mogredi roared angrily, and after losing the rifle in his hand, he quickly pulled out the dagger on his calf, ready to launch a dying fight.

Poof!

Before the dagger in his hand could be raised, the monster with the head of a pig and a bear swooped forward, knocking him straight out, and then with a roar, its thick and fat limbs moved and pounced on Ameth-Mogredy.

Ameth-Mogredi was knocked down, and for a moment he was dizzy, and his whole person was unable to stand up, and when he saw the monster pounce again, he had no power to resist.

He was ready to close his eyes and die.

But at this moment, he found that the monster with the body of a pig and a bear suddenly let out a strange cry of pain and howl, and its limbs were firmly on the ground, but it could not stop a huge force behind it from dragging it back.

Then, there was a thud of flesh thumping.

The entire body of the pig-headed monster exploded, and the mist steamed.

In the open mist, a figure slowly walked out.

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