1.84 Fangs in the Dark on
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"Master, he almost cut my neck!" The man screamed like a shrew.
"Owen, you offended this gentleman first." The priestess smiled softly at her followers, whose faces were distorted by anger, and then turned her gaze to the Dusk Knight who was about to become transparent.
"I'm sorry for the one qiΔ just now. Please take care of your partner, sir. Pastor Shingon bowed slightly, showing Roger a high gesture of reconciliation.
"Hmph." Roger's disdainful nasal voice unsurprisingly provoked a circle of angry glances, and the priestess smiled disappreciatively, leading her followers to step aside, healing the swordsman's neck wound with holy fire and soft whispers.
Retracting the cloak-filled aura, Roger hurriedly turned his attention to the Dusk Knight. But looking at the knight wrapped in a mist, the thief had no choice.
"Come on, buddy!"
Outside the mist-filled village, thunder suddenly rumbled. There are countless red rays flashing in the thick fog!
The long-awaited Knights of the Twilight have finally made a strong debut!
The dark sword mark on the chest of the Twilight Knight on the head of the city suddenly glowed like a substance! The of faith, which was on the verge of collapse, healed in an instant! The blazing spiritual flame suddenly erupted from the depths of the shattered soul, and the filth that invaded the sea of consciousness was instantly emptied!
The Twilight Knights, who had linked their souls to each other, used the soul power they had gathered together to rush into the egg of original sin along the tentacles of the evil spirits that had not yet subsided, and the pitch-black cocoon sac suddenly bloomed with a dazzling blue light!
The light penetrates the magic shield, like countless sharp swords, instantly piercing through the evil spirits all over the world!
After a brief bloom, the sharp lightsaber that lost its target quickly softened and fused, turning into a wave of light that spread in a circle, rippling in the dark night sky, and even forcing back the tide of death besieging the town!
The enchanting blue light wave has infinite suction power, and it actually swept the granular soul cloud into the rage, and the egg of original sin was as bright as the stars, and even the vertical and horizontal silk mesh became crystal bright!
In the blink of an eye, the gray mist disappeared along with the soul particles scattered by the undead, except for the fire all over the city and the still strong smell of bone residue in the air, the undead were all wiped out!
Squeak-
The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and with a piercing sound, the forcibly closed shield began to frantically squeeze the blue demon egg that occupied the crack.
The knight had just risen to his feet, and then fell to his knees in pain.
"Damn it!" Roger angrily turned to the magic tower and cursed loudly: "What else do you want! β
A strange liquid mist seeped out of the knight's eyes, splattering onto the hard stone face. Grabbing the stone with his fingertips, the Dusk Knight gritted his teeth from the pain of his soul being divided, "They're going to strangle this egg." β
"The egg of original sin is conceived in sin, and it will end in sin." Escorted by everyone, Pastor Shingon walked over with a complicated expression.
The blue light egg was severely deformed under the squeeze of the magic shield. The glamorous halo is becoming more and more disordered. Even the space-time that came into contact with the light egg collapsed with the distorted arc of light!
And the elemental tide surging in the undercurrent nakedly shows that the magic tower is still increasing its energy!
Syllable!
The space-time in which the egg of original sin was sealed suddenly cracked, tearing apart the twisted light egg.
Snort-
The strong death qi suddenly erupted, and the mercenaries who couldn't dodge turned into ashes in an instant!
"Get out of the way, everybody!" A beam of holy light tore through the night sky, blocking the erosion of dead air, and the priestess bathed in the holy light raised her scepter and protected her followers as they retreated towards the tower.
Without warning, a brilliant aura burst out from the spire of the Guardian Demon Tower, and the shield forcibly closed, squeezing the light eggs in response!
The erupting death ripples and rolling elemental tides were wiped out, greatly preventing the terrifying destruction caused by the explosion, and it was able to save the devastated Gray Mist Village.
Sandwiched in the middle of two storms, Roger instigated the Cloak of Shadows to protect the weakened Twilight Knight. Fortunately, they had a shadow cloak of the same attribute, and the two of them had the same dark physique, so they survived the baptism of the storm safely at a very small price.
After a long time, the oscillating time and space gradually returned to calm. The empty city head was like a dry skeleton corroded by acid, densely packed with ugly pits. The strip of stone made up of the elements that have been squeezed dry has long been catalyzed, and even a gust of wind can carry away large swaths of decaying ash.
Roger jerked off his cloak, his mouth wide open, and he tried to breathe. "Partner? Partner?! β
An atomized teardrop was embedded in the corner of the Twilight Knight's closed eyes, and the moment the light egg was burst, his heart ached beyond measure. In the darkness, he heard a miserable cry. It is like the most helpless accusation that the unborn flesh and blood made to his father before he died!
The resentment was ignited in an instant, and the gushing spiritual flames kept burning the broken soul and destroying his will! In the chaotic sea of consciousness, there is only one belief left - ruined miè!
"Guy......" his throat tightened, and Roger was lifted by the knight. The moment he made eye contact with the Twilight Knight, the light blue spiritual fire ignited violently all over his body. The knight is full of ruined blood pupils, and he can incinerate the soul of the brave!
"Death...... Stare! Roger's cheeks twisted in pain, and magma-like hellfire erupted violently from his chest, burning down his cervical vertebrae to his skull, incinerating the exposed skin until it scorched his entire body! In the blink of an eye, Roger's face was burned through, leaving only a skeletal with flames!
The blood pupils snapped shut, the out-of-control hellfire roared and dissipated, and the charcoal-flickering skull regained its flesh and fur at a speed visible to the naked eye, reverting to the terrified thief Roger.
"Quack!" Coughing up thick black smoke, Roger smiled hoarsely: "Man, thank you for taking me on a free trip to hell!" β
Death Gaze is an innate ability of Ghost Rider, and unlike the Twilight Knight, who can vacate his faith, Ghost Rider believes in the Demon Lord of Hell. It is customary for humans to see both as the embodiment of evil and chaos. However, they are not the same!
"Your faith is confused, man." It was as if his entire chest was filled with fireworks, and Roger kept snuffing.
The profane blood that oozes out of the body turns into a roaring blood spirit rising and disappearing, and the twilight knight who is covered in smoke slowly stands upright, "Roger, I have no faith. β
The thief shrugged with a smile, "Like there's no future?" β
The knight was amused by his childish expression, and his frustrated mood seemed to be much lighter. "The Magic Tower has killed the egg of original sin, and it has also uprooted the incomparable hunger for the soul that occupies my heart. I think I've found my way to the future. β
"Are you saying that the egg of original sin can pluck out your evil thoughts and purify your soul?" Roger's eyes widened.
"Yes." The knight looked at the brand-new black robe and smiled, "Just now, my body was greatly purified. β
"So, the guy in the magic tower saved you?" Roger spat angrily at the towering tower.
"Hmm." The knight opened his arms and let out a long snort. It was a refreshing feeling like getting to know the world all over again.
Roger followed his example and sniffed his nostrils vigorously, but he was almost fainted by the stench that poured into his nasal cavity. "Phew, what a taste!"
The knight turned around slowly, looked at the twisted figures that staggered out of the mist in the distance, and said coldly, "Ancient living corpses. β
"Quick, fight! Fight! Here they are! They're comingβ" A mournful cry rang out, and the commotion quickly spread through the devastated village of Grey Mist. The sound of nooses tore through the night, and the rapid breathing of the guards splashed on the crumbling walls.
The priestess stared at the mist-tinged eyes of the Twilight Knight and rushed into a fortified bunker.
"Quick, attack their heads! They can't be allowed near the walls! The mercenaries shouted to take over the city, and quickly built a new defensive circle.
"Hi Roger, I guess there's got to be your favorite meat bullet down there, haha!" The strong dwarven mercenaries strode through with their cannons in their tales.
"It doesn't seem too bad." Roger touched his nose and raised his middle finger at the dwarf. When the evil spirits slaughtered the city, I didn't see these guys so excited.
"Ghosts are disembodied and flying, so mercenaries are not used to it. Now that they are living corpses, they seem to be full of confidence. The knight slowly raised his arm, and the intertwined beams of energy quickly weaved into the Dark Magic Sword. Compared to the previous one, the magic sword in front of him seemed to be purer.
"Let's go, go up to the Arrow Tower." Pushing open the wooden door, a cold wind full of foul odor blows in my face. Roger looked around and sped towards the heavy mechanical crossbow. The empty tower was filled with only the lonely figure of the knight, and the guards who had been wielding the mechanical crossbow were lying dead in a dark corner with their white eyes wide open.
The noose clattered and turned, driving the crossbow's crosshair to slowly lower, aiming at the huge figure slowly coming from the mist. Roger, who didn't know anything about war machines, visually measured the volume of the giant corpse, and asked the busy Twilight Knight: "The living corpses of ancient times are all giants? β
"Hmm." As an excellent commander, maneuvering a sophisticated warplane is not a problem for him. The amount of work that can only be done by a team of engineers who have a tacit understanding can be done by the knight alone.
"You come, three points and one line, as long as the head of the living corpse appears in the crosshair, you can shoot." Motioning for Roger to sit in the ballista, he lightly pressed the firing pedal with both feet.
"And then?" Roger looked up from his sight.
"Wait for the tide to drown in a qiΔ." The Twilight Knight turned and walked away.
"Dude, where are you going?" Roger asked hurriedly.
"Homecoming. My mission is accomplished. The Twilight Knight replied without looking back.
"You're leaving?" Roger was stunned.
The long mist was lifted by the headwind blowing from behind, the clouds were smoky, the sleeves of the robe fluttered, and the knight slowly opened his misty eyes: "No, we are coming." β
Outside the city, as far as the eye can see, the crisp horse's hooves suddenly sounded in the dense fog that obscured the view like a curtain wall, and a pair of scarlet eyes filled the dark night sky like thousands of lights!
"That's ...... Knights of the Twilight!! βR1152