"You ......"

The face of the blood clan was instantly pale, and a trace of indelible fear flashed in his eyes, but as if he thought of something, he gritted his sharp teeth tightly, and the long sword in his hand hummed, and slashed directly in the direction of the old knight, and at the same time, shouted sharply:

"Stinky bones, give me !!"

Click!

The old man's face was blue and white for a while, and then he stomped his feet hatefully, and the pale blue flames in his eyes shook violently, and then suddenly dimmed, but at the same time, a black teleportation array that exuded a rich and ominous aura slowly unfolded behind the old man, and his eyes were full of resentment, and the old man's thin fingers pointed at the old knight who was still standing proudly with his sword, and coughed violently:

"Ahem, ahem, on! My servant, go and tear him apart! ”

Buzz!

Two equally pale blue flames lit up in the pitch-black teleportation array, and then accompanied by a roar, a knight covered in pitch-black heavy armor slowly appeared across a nightmare, his pale blue eyes indifferently glanced at the old man who was still coughing violently, and the indifferent look made the latter's body tremble violently, and the last trace of blood on his face was lost in an instant.

“……”

The indifferent gaze was retracted, the knight's gaze swept to the old knight who had been defeated by the blood clan, the pale blue in his eyes trembled violently, and his legs slammed into the horse's belly, and the next moment, he directly pulled out an afterimage and charged towards the old knight, the sound of the horse's hooves became more and more urgent, and on the ground that the nightmare stepped on, the flames belonging to hell were burning, and on the path of this flame, the tragic and unparalleled momentum suddenly rose from the ground!

Da! Da! Da!

When the speed of the nightmare gradually reached its peak, the knight sitting on it slowly flattened the cavalry spear and charged, the most important memory in his life was not forgotten even if he was incarnated as the soul of the deceased, the pale blue flame in his eyes trembled violently, and then he stabbed the cavalry spear out.

Snort -

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, the heavy cavalry spear stirred the torrent and stabbed towards the old knight's chest and abdomen, the undead's wrist shook slightly, and the air flow instantly spun wildly, tearing everything around, the old knight's eyebrows raised slightly, and the knight's sword in his right hand slashed down violently, slashing the blood clan and had to retreat at the same time, his body jumped up violently, the long sword returned to the front of the defense, and the sharp sword blade brushed against the fiercely pierced cavalry spear!

Buzz!

With the fierce humming of the long sword, a puff of sparks burst out directly from the place where the two weapons clashed, reflecting a scorching heat in the eyes of the old knight.

Trample!

The footsteps landed, and then he turned back sharply, and the long sword slashed down diagonally, and the spear in the undead knight's hand slammed back at the same time, and the tail of the spear slammed into the knight's sword.

Rumble!!!

The two huge forces caused the surrounding air to vibrate and accelerate instantly, turning into a viscous torrent and rolling in all directions, and the surrounding black fog was instantly repelled into the distance, and the next moment, the explosion of the blades clashed endlessly, like thunder roaring on the ground!

"Tut-tut~, it's so intense, it looks like my old guy is going to be really serious~"

On the high platform, the Pope gently held the railing with both hands, and smiled lightly: "The last time I fought so crazy, I don't know how many years ago, ten years, or twenty years......"

"Looks like you're a lot more relieved now~"

Behind him, the old archmage Edmund stroked the white beard under his chin and said with a smile: "You are really relieved of him, but there is also the undead knight who is obviously close to the sage, and the little bat, which is not a character that can be dismissed casually~"

"Heh~ So what?"

Gently grasping the railing with both hands, the incoherent smile on the corner of the Pope's mouth slowly disappeared, his eyes opened to look at the old knight who was swaying with the holy light, turned his face sideways, and said lightly:

"Because he's Franks, Franks Heslett."

"That's it?" The archmage was slightly stunned.

But the Pope had already turned around and said calmly: "Isn't it enough? ”

"He has stood fifty years before my vision, and no one has been able to break through his blockade!"

“…… Really, a great knight......"

Stunned, the archmage shook his head and smiled: "Sometimes I really envy you, such a powerful knight is guarding in front of you, and any enemy can stop you." ”

"But it's okay, at least I won't have to work hard this time."

Archmage Edmund chuckled and looked into the distance—two powerful knights who rivaled the Holy One were fighting at close range, fists, feet, swords and spears clashing incessantly, and the strong wind and waves like the changes of heaven and earth were everywhere, blowing the black mist that countless dark creatures had been purified by the Holy Light to every corner of this venue.

The slender virgin palm gently slapped against the wooden railing, and a strange scarlet flash flashed from the depths of the archmage's pupils, and faint fluctuations emerged from his palm, and then disappeared into it while gently patting the railing, and a faint red light lightning towards the buildings in all directions.

Something hidden beneath the city, slowly reviving.

The old voice chuckled lowly:

"After all, he is in front of you, and the front is impossible to break through......"

"Huh? What did you say? ”

The Pope turned his head slightly, there was a trace of doubt on the old man's face, and the archmage smiled lightly: "It's nothing ......"

The mage's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stepped forward suddenly, and shouted in a low voice: "Be careful! ”

The staff in his right hand swung violently, and the spiritual power outlined in front of him, instantly turning into several invisible swords, shooting forward violently, the Pope's body stiffened, and then instinctively retreated backwards, and the murderous aura on his body that only a hundred battles could possess appeared like an enraged beast.

Behind him, the archmage waved his right hand slightly, and a strange creature was lifted by spiritual power, slowly floating in the air, with a pitch-black humanoid appearance, but there was no trace of facial features on the face, but an inky color.

The body was pierced by more than five swords with condensed spiritual power, but the creature was still struggling and roaring, until the old mage gently waved his sleeve robe, and a heavy spiritual power crushed it fiercely, and the monster's struggling body stiffened suddenly, and it fell unwillingly.

The Pope's pupils contracted suddenly.

“…… This is...... Dark Magic !! ”

"That's right, being able to avoid your and me's perceptions, and this kind of appearance, is indeed a black devil, but ......"

Archmage Edmund's expression looked equally solemn, and he said in a condensed voice:

"The vitality is not only not fragile, but extremely strong, it is only a knight-level breath, but it will only die under the spell damage that is enough to severely damage the great knight......"

The Pope's brows furrowed tightly, and at this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from a distance in all directions, fine, but dense, almost endless!

constant

Constantly approaching here......