Chapter 122: Iger

The flaming knight's sword flew high, slashing through the air in a miserable arc before stabbing diagonally into the ground. At the hilt of the sword, an arm covered with silver-white armor broke off at the root, and at this moment it could no longer hold the hilt of the sword and fell to the ground.

The captain of the knight let out a scream, and his tall body fell on his back, and in front of him, the old knight pulled the trigger with great effort, forcing the enemy on the opposite side back!

"Let's go, let's go!"

The knight captain stood up violently, blood gushing out from the wounds that had been torn alive, and the broken limbs and wreckage were lying all around, and the knight captain's heart was like a knife at the moment, his arrogance and arrogance had buried an entire squad of knights, the youngest of whom was no more than twenty years old.

The knight captain didn't know where the strength came from, so he grabbed the arm of the old knight, and then threw the other party to the door: "Go, go ask for help!" ”

The older knight was thrown through the wooden door with great force, and then fell into the weeds, and he stood up and shouted, "Captain! ”

"Get out of here!"

The knight captain roared, slammed his shoulders, and rushed towards the tall figure in the darkness without hesitation. The older knight gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed into the dense forest, a dazzling trail of blood spilled behind him!

"For ...... What, the attack - Iggy? ”

A huge black shadow reached out of his right hand, and his scaly arm slammed into the knight captain's neck, and he strode forward, and the whole figure finally appeared in the light.

Messy of long, pitch-black hair, a rather young man's face, but his face was covered in criss-crossed scars, and a little bit of mud almost obscured most of his face, as if he had just been drilled out of the dirt. His tall figure, ** body, the scales on his muscular limbs emitted a deep blue light, and a terrifying scar on his chest almost cut his entire body, and the pitch-black blood flowed down and fell to the ground.

The power on his right hand was shrinking, and the knight captain waved his only left hand and legs weakly, and the feeling of suffocation made him make the last resistance, but it was a pity that the knight who had lost his combat effectiveness was as weak as a broken doll in front of the beast man Iggy.

"Click!"

A pinch broke the neck of the knight captain, and with a flick of his hand, Iggy threw the corpse aside. He stared at the corpse on the ground suspiciously, and then stepped back for a long time, allowing himself to gradually disappear into the darkness.

"For ...... What, the attack - Iggy? Repeated words resounded in the empty abandoned church, unspeakable helplessness, incomprehension and loneliness!

The older knight dragged his badly wounded body into the makeshift base that the Knights had set up outside the dense forest, and the two knights rushed up and carried him to the medical officer's place. The medical officer who drank the alchemical potion first plunged the healing potion into the chest of the older knight, and then reached out his hands, and the milky white halo poked out from the palms of his hands, and began to slowly recover from the elder knight's injuries.

"What's going on?"

A tall knight opened his tent and entered, and unlike the other knights, the male knight was dressed in a fiery red armor, with a long sword stuck in his side, and a huge tower shield that was a man tall on his back. He was two meters tall, and a horrific scar on his red head stretched almost all over his head. He strode over to the bed, looked at the older knight whose face was gradually recovering its blood, and asked.

"Knights of Bedwell!" When he saw the tall red-armored knight, the older knight hurriedly leaned over and tried to sit up.

The chief knight known as Bedwell stretched out his big hand and pressed the other man's shoulder: "You are injured, just report it like this." ”

The older knight hurriedly said everything in the jungle briefly, and said that at last he might have realized that the knight captain had no chance of survival, and the old knight couldn't help but cry.

Bedwell smashed his fist on the wooden table next to him, and the huge force directly smashed the wooden table to pieces.

"If it weren't for the order not to kill that monster, how could we be dragged here!" Bedwell angrily lifted the tent and strode into his resting place.

He picked up a metal box from the top of the table, and when he lifted the leather on the outside of the metal box, he revealed the black and white screen inside, as well as the dial and buttons. This is the Order's standard communicator.

After a few flickering snowflakes on the black-and-white screen, the hands finally stopped, revealing a youthful face.

"Gawain, this damn mission has cost me no less than twenty knights!" Bedwell almost yelled, "Why can't you kill that monster?" Isn't our action this time to destroy this alchemy laboratory and obtain the results of its research? ”

Gawain rubbed his temples, then said with a serious expression, "I hope you understand, dear Bedwell. Cutting-edge laboratories and military departments are secretly conducting biological fusion experiments. As one of the three giants of the Republic, the Knights, due to the lack of scientific and technological strength, we have fallen far behind the other two departments. Not to mention that the cutting-edge laboratories that have always controlled the most high-end technology of the Republic are stronger than us, even the military department is stronger than us. The higher-ups are very unhappy with this status quo, and they have a lot of regard for this secret alchemy laboratory. So, we need to live our mouths. ”

"Why, then, does the Inquisition need to intervene? And I'm enough to get that guy in? Bedwell asked.

"I believe in your strength. This is our deal with the Tribunal, and the probationary presiding judge who has been assigned this time is a highly valued talent in the Tribunal. Rumoured to be in charge of the Throne of Judgment and approved by the Pillar of Judgment, the mission was nothing more than a minor trial. With our heavily guarded, he won't have any accidents, not to mention that you are here to play. ”

"Giving the lives of twenty of my brethren in exchange for the peace of this boy?" Bedwell asked with a sneer.

"No, the lives of twenty brethren in exchange for the close cooperation between the Order and the Inquisition for the next hundred years. We took the materials and handed them over to the Inquisition. By the way, let this candidate for the throne complete a trial without any danger! Gawain paused for a moment, then continued, "It's a deal. ”

"I'm curious to know if the guy who grew up under this over-protection can take on the responsibility?"

Gawain smiled slightly: "If you fall before you grow up, everything is empty talk." Whether or not it can take on the heavy responsibility depends on the judgment of the Inquisition itself. The Judgment Throne has been idle for so long, and I think those old guys will definitely not let go of any candidate, and they will spare no effort to push the candidate forward, even if it is by some special means. ”

"I hope he isn't too weak, and if he is abandoned by the throne, I will be the first to kill him!"