Chapter 120: Temple Mist
The blade of the spear suddenly burned with a cold flame, and it swooped down on the temple warrior with the momentum of a prairie fire!
The opponent, who had been passively defensive from the very beginning of the fight, suddenly launched a counterattack, which made the temple warrior a little stunned. But just like the fighting instinct that was integrated into his blood, he reacted in time, and the two-handed giant sword accurately intercepted every attack of the spear!
"Dangdang dang ......" the sound of sword and spear clashing continued. The Templar Warrior was shocked to find that his opponent's strength had suddenly increased a lot!
On the spear that came like a thunderbolt, a layer of cold light like starlight ignited, although it was not as dazzling as the divine light on his giant sword, it was even more supernatural and mysterious!
Stab, pick, sweep...... Each of the spears carried a thunderclap and an irresistible force that made the hands of the temple warriors so sore that they couldn't even hold the greatsword!
Sure enough, the temple warrior who lived by fighting and spent countless years quickly changed his strategy after discovering that Lin Xian's speed and strength had greatly increased and surpassed his own! The giant sword in his hand has changed from rigid to soft, pulling, sweeping, belting, and sticking...... It seems that he is not holding a giant sword with a length of more than one meter eight, but a light thin sword, which resists Lin Xian's attack with even blows!
After the temple warrior turned to the defensive, his moves were even more ingenious, and every time the giant sword made contact with the spear, it could unload most of its power, although it could not counterattack, but it was also as stable as Mount Tai!
"This Templar warrior is really powerful! The most basic sword style in his hands can be rigid and soft, and there is no hindrance in changing the circle and turning as he wishes, which seems to be similar to the general trick of Tai Chi! ”
Lin Xian was secretly amazed in his heart, and the spear in his hand added a little more strength! But no matter how much he increased his strength, the temple warrior was steady, and at most, the concussions and rupture of the cargo ship were a little louder!
"Stupid! Why don't you use the previous move of condensing the aura to a single point? Now that the aura is so scattered, of course the other party can easily unload the power! The demon soul, who had been paying attention to the battle, suddenly reminded loudly.
Lin Xian was in the midst of a fierce battle with the temple warriors, and suddenly heard a reminder from the demon soul, which really woke up the dreamer! Isn't it because your speed and strength are better than your opponents, but you can't win, because your strength is too scattered?
I saw that the spear flame in Lin Xian's hand quickly converged, and finally condensed at one point, as if a cold star lit up on the tip of the spear, and flew towards the face door of the temple warrior!
This blow is completely gone, and the roar like thunder just now! Silently, as if the space was torn apart in an instant, and suddenly appeared in front of the temple warriors!
"Dang!" This streamer-like blow was still blocked by the temple warriors in time! But the difference is that he can no longer unload this power! The giant sword in his hand swung open, and the door in his chest was wide open!
"Poof!" After swinging the two-handed greatsword, the spear stabbed out again without the slightest pause! The heavy steel armor of the Templar warrior's body, like papier-mâché, can be easily pierced! The spear blade is straight to the heart......
The temple warrior who had fought fiercely with Lin Xian for a long time, regardless of victory or defeat, was now killed by the spear in just two moves! The Tai Chi marksmanship cultivated to the realm of "Yang Pole Yin Sheng", combined with the Tai Chi secret of condensing the aura in one point, can definitely be regarded as invincible!
The defeat of the Templar warriors left the attackers on the cargo ship blank, unsure of what the victors would do with them. The guards and adventurers cheered for the danger at last!
Suddenly, Lin Xian noticed that the corpse of the temple warrior lying on the deck, a pale red light cluster the size of a ping-pong ball floated from the Yin Hall, and after floating into the air, it quickly flew into the distance! But it seems that no one else can see it except Lin Xian, which is extremely weird!
"That's the soul of the Templar warrior who is attached to this body! This time I was hurt by you, and it is estimated that I will not be able to use it again in three or five months! However, after recovering in the Divine Domain, I am afraid that the next time it appears, it will be even more powerful......" the demon soul muttered.
When Lin Xian heard his words, he asked strangely, "Then why don't you let me stop it?" ”
"What are you stopping for? Absorbing it will not enhance your cultivation, nor will it increase the strength of your divine sense! In this kind of soul, there are only countless memories of bloody fighting left! If there is no stronger willpower than it, absorbing this kind of soul will definitely collapse in consciousness......"
Through the explanation of the demon soul, Lin Xian gradually understood how these temple warriors came into being......
Before Ragnarok, the time when the Aesir gods ruled the earth. Every year, the gods will select the souls of eighty-eight warriors to enter the realm of the gods, where they will fight year after year! If you are defeated on the same day, you will continue to fight after you recover the next day!
After countless years of bloody fighting, most of these warriors' souls will eventually collapse their consciousness and dissipate between heaven and earth! Only a very small number of souls with incomparably strong willpower can persevere and become a qualified Templar Warrior!
"Is this the same as the cup raising technique of the Chinese ethnic minorities......?" Lin Xian suddenly fought a cold war and thought secretly.
"So, the willpower of these Temple warriors is incomparably strong! If you don't have the same strong willpower, absorbing such a soul, the memory of countless years of bloody battles will definitely make people collapse directly! There was even a god who absorbed the soul of a temple warrior in order to gain powerful fighting skills, but caused his consciousness to collapse and become a madman who only knew how to kill! The demon soul finally concluded.
When the demon soul was doing science popularization to Lin Xian, the escort team and adventurers were curious to gather around the corpse of the temple warrior, and it was very strange that Count Mayo had found such a master from somewhere!
In the end, Paris couldn't bear it anymore and reached out and took off the helmet from the corpse!
"This is Papan, the captain of Count Mayo's personal guard! When did he become so powerful? And how did you get so old? I just met him a few months ago! Andrew looked at the gray-haired face under the helmet and said in shock.
According to Andrew, Papin was the captain of Count Mayo's personal guard. A few months ago, he had followed Count Mayo to the funeral of Baron Sobeth in Wilton.
Papan is about forty years old, and his strength is only about the same as Andrew, and now he looks like an old man in his sixties and seventies! And his height is only about one meter nine at most, and now wearing this armor has become a giant man of more than two meters!
When Lin Xian heard this, he suddenly remembered the slave hunter captain he killed when he first entered the secret realm, in order to save Venia! After drinking a strange potion bottle, his body suddenly swelled into a giant, and quickly consumed his life force, and soon became old!
That slave hunter captain also took over the commission from Count Mayo, and he also had the [Demon Sealing Lock] made by the temple on his body! What's the connection?
(End of chapter)