The fenced door in front of you, which is almost the same as the secluded church, is pried open, and the library at the back of the Raven Village is not far behind the door.

The iris coat of arms and four-leaf clover at the top of the stack suggest that the world was once closely associated with Lothric. Perhaps this is where Sullivan was established when he left the world in the painting and became the sage of Lothric.

A tall Raven Knight with a sharp bayonet sword in his right hand and four thin-bladed short swords in his left hand shuttled around them, nimbly jumping and stabbing and throwing short swords like phantoms, those who broke into the place were quickly killed by the Raven Knight.

The Raven Knight apparently knew Gale as well, but he didn't communicate with him, and after disposing of the living corpses, he jumped a few times along the rooftops of the village and disappeared into the distance.

Vihel was ahead of the curve.

When the door to the library was pushed open, the black-clad knight was sitting on the floor with a great sword in his arms.

"I've let you go twice, old man, why are you here," Vihel stood up, his black trench coat whipped by the cold wind pouring in from outside the door, "even if you get help, I won't let you stand in the way of Lord Elfred." ”

"Where did you hide the eldest lady?" Gail glared at the other, his thick beard fluttering in an agitated tone.

"The girl you're missing is upstairs," a bronze key tossed in Vihel's hand, and then he took it into his bosom and raised his sword, "It's up to you to see her alive." ”

"Please, then." Gail limped back two steps.

Although this world is full of people with knightly titles, it seems that there is no custom that knights should go head-to-head with each other, and it is simply common to besiege and sneak attack, so Vihel has been ready to be besieged since then.

The left hand was wiped over the onyx-edged sword, and the flame-shaped sword body like two snakes intertwined did not look suitable for slashing, but as the blazing black flame rose up, no one wanted to be slashed by this thing, and the big sword swung to the side, the weapon seemed to have a violent friction with the air, the black flame was like a splash of ink, and the pale outer flame burst like a bubble, so dazzling in the slightly dark library.

Vehel did not choose Ciris as the first target, although it was a woman, but Vihel also saw at a glance that the other party was a member of the Darkmoon Knights, which reminded him of those who had fought against Longall with the Silver Knights, although there was a bitter hatred, but he still decided to deal with Zhang Lin, a guy who seemed to be less threatening, first.

Black and white flames swept through like a storm, bookshelves and desks scattered into sawdust, and torn scroll fragments fluttered in the air.

The seemingly slow attack was actually extremely fast, Zhang Lin staggered with the sword body in a very short time, the long sword in his hand grazed the opponent's weapon, and slashed towards Vihel's wrist with the force of the opponent's big sword, and in a piercing friction sound, Zhang Lin felt as if he heard the wail of the weapon in his hand.

This blow was about to fail, and Zhang Lin subconsciously stepped back.

The next moment, Vihle's left hand instantly lit up with blood-red light, stabbing forward, if Zhang Lin didn't dodge, then it would inevitably hit his chest.

It is a unique skill that originates from the country of wandering spirits, and it can penetrate the hands into the bodies of others and forcibly plunder the souls of others, so as to achieve the purpose of healing oneself while hurting the enemy.

Ciriss circled behind Vihel, his sword glowing purple, and the power of the Dark Moon caused a layer of shimmering starlight to float on the surface of the weapon.

Taking advantage of Vihel's attack on Zhang Lin, the bayonet sword in her hand struck the back of the opponent's neck from behind.

With the sound of metal clashing, Ciris took a few steps back, and a screeching sound slashed between the silver boots and the floor.

Viheleg opened Cialis's sneak attack and quickly swung a sword with his backhand, the black flames on the blade almost touching the silver veil fluttering on the side of Cialis's helmet.

Cialis stooped to dodge the blow, then found another opportunity, his slender sword stabbing down the throat like a viper coming out of a den.

With a thud, Vihler's greatsword slammed into the slender bayone, and the force was so great that Ciris's weapon almost came out of her hand, and then the greatsword slammed sideways, and she had to roll out, and the dust on the ground was stained with a silver-white shawl.

"Compared to your predecessors, you're a little immature, girl from the Sword of the Dark Moon!" A taunt came from Vihle's mouth.

Before Ciris could refute, Vihel was slashed in the waist by Zhang Lin, even if it was blocked by the armor, he still felt a tingling pain in his waist, and then rolled backwards like Ciris and got up again.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to talk nonsense when fighting?" Zhang Lin taunted back in the same tone, causing the corners of Vihle's mouth to twitch under his helmet.

"Maybe I'm underestimating you," Vihel laughed dryly, "but it's pointless! ”

Immediately, he slapped a white cloth-like thing in his left hand on his body, and a faint golden light wrapped him, and the pain in his waist was quickly healed.

As a member of the Black Church, Vihel is in possession of the healing miracles of the White Religion, which is perhaps not surprising, since Longor's predecessor was the White Church of Kalim.

After discovering that Ciris was the real soft persimmon, Vihel seemed to have changed his goal and rushed towards Ciris, completely ignoring Zhang Lin behind him, and once again ignited the black flame sword and slashed down at Ciris.

Cialis didn't dare to resist, so he could only dodge sideways.

But the next moment, Vihle's big sword suddenly changed its move, drew a semicircle in the air, and swept towards Ciris's waist, as if it was deliberately aimed at Zhang Lin's attack before, and this time it almost cut Ciris from his waist. In a hurry, Ciris could only hold his weapon in both hands, ready to take the blow hard.

Immediately, a golden light burst over, slamming into Vehle's body, originally this blow still had some strength to attract Zhang Lin to step forward and leave some spare strength, but at this time he could only quickly retract his strength to maintain his balance, but even so, the black flame on the sword body still cut through Ciris's side.

The silver breastplate, which was already too thin, was cut open, and the blood that splattered was instantly burned into gas by the black flames.

Cialis clutched her wound and fell backwards, half-kneeling on the ground, blood oozing from her white silk glove.

Taking advantage of Zhang Lin's rush up to entangle Vihle, Cialis put down his weapon and took out a white holy bell from his body, and after shaking it, a golden circle of light full of runes appeared on the ground.

But in the next second, the aperture shattered, and a similar, but bright purple rune appeared at Vihle's feet.

"Damn, Silence Ban!" Clutching the wound that had not yet healed, Cialis gritted his teeth and looked at Vihel.

But then a golden light in Zhang Lin's hand fell on her body and began to heal her wounds.

Before he had time to sigh why Zhang Lin was able to use healing spells at this time, Ciris saw that the big sword in Vihel's hand was about to fall on Zhang Lin.

It's just that at this time, Zhang Lin suddenly felt like a blessed, and a shield suddenly appeared in his left hand, and he slammed it outward along Vihel's slash, Vihel's movements suddenly froze, and his body also had a tendency to lean backwards, and the next moment, Zhang Lin's sword pierced Vihel's chest.