Chapter 165: Challenging the Cursed Scepter
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"When I came back from the North Sea with the Thunderhammer, the implication had nothing to do with me from then on. β
Aldrich Triss stood alone in the middle of the field, surrounded by dozens of heavily armed knights, who shook his neck slightly, and crackled bones crackled from his neck.
"Thank you so much for warming me up, now I can get started. β
Holm clenched his fists in anger as the Cursed Scepter clenched his fists, the Grey Shroud had blocked the Brotherhood of Steel, the second largest in the underworld, and he couldn't imagine that he would be suppressed by a so-called Fourth Knight today.
With arrogance as food, all the dead eye knights who belonged to themselves were killed, I don't know if they were dead or alive, and the proud curse all hit the fourth knight, but the opponent was unharmed, but turned his hands and feet into spears and heavy swords, and used the continuous skills composed of the basic moves of the two body systems to put down all the black knights who were not weak.
In other words, if the Knight of Wands himself does not use the Thunder of Vanity, he may not be able to deal with the chaos of dozens of knights, let alone win in the blink of an eye.
"President Triss of the Scavengers, lead the union members to tax the smugglers in the sewers with swords, if we hadn't turned a blind eye, you would have been able to reap the fruits of victory? β
Aldrich stretched out his hand and grasped it, and a spear leaped into his hand, and with his left hand he grasped the elbow-length blade of the spear, snapped his fingers, and made a crisp groan, nodding in satisfaction.
Triss brought his left hand to the tip of the spear, and with the strength of his wrist and fingers, he twisted the hammered blade into a propeller-like thing, and he slowly opened his mouth to explain as everyone watched in amazement.
"I didn't want to make things so stiff. Having participated in a secret ceremony this morning and stumbling upon a long-awaited breakthrough, I immediately went to the armory in Setanis, ready to find the three sons of war for certification. Unfortunately, the second-placed Platinum Chariot Lester has a mission to do in the White Sail Harbor, which has now become a war fortress, and the third-ranked Bison Horn Prado has fought with me before, and it seems that he has been stimulated by the thorn and is doing a hundred days of training in the depths of the armory. As for the Red Comet at the top of the list, the strongest Sacrifice Grand Knight Martus, I am sure that I am qualified to challenge head-on, but I need to show my strength to prove it. β
"Come to think of it, in Eastwood City, or the Customs Union formed by the cities of the Western Lands, the only thing that can make me go all out in the shortest possible time is the increasingly powerful Black Knights, the gray shroud of the two scepters. β
"If you want to become a Grand Knight with a unique title, you must have more than three endorsements, or you must kill one directly. Although your cursed scepter is a bit undercolored, plus your silence spell, and the evil vampire sword, it's barely enough. β
"That's the end of the nonsense of the explanation!Holm, Fallen Cursed Scepter, help me standing on the threshold to push open the door to the glory of the Grand Knight. β
Aldrich Triss's words contain too much information, not only about the Black Knight of the Grey Shroud, but also about the other forces that have come to see the bustling underworld, as well as the inhabitants of the darkness, such as the vampires who are resident in the Hawkeye Black Market.
The noble sons of the night, who were born from the source of blood, have experienced the alternation of the old and the new, not only have not declined, but have become more and more powerful, and they have never dared to underestimate the possible threats, especially a white knight who has stayed in the field of vision but unconsciously matured alone.
"It's ridiculous! How dare you think of me as a stepping stone to success, damn Tris, you must be too arrogant to maintain the source of virtue in your present state of mind. The reputation of the impartial people in the docklands is familiar even to us in the underground world, so it can't be bought with money, right?"
For the Fourth Knight, who does not know the depths, Aldrich Tris, who is said to have been approved by the Red Comet Marthas, has long since changed his temper to curse the Scepter, but Holm cautiously suppressed his anger and launched a rhetorical counterattack in an ironic tone, which inevitably affected the source of his arrogance.
"Why hasn't the Black Scepter Dismaster come out yet, if he's there, at least he can contain some of Tris's attention. The terrifying white knight, who is not affected by any curse and is not afraid of spiritual attacks, will not really break through the promotion after going through a secret ritual as he said. β
The loss of his eyes in exchange for hearing and feeling far beyond ordinary people, Holm sensed the curse scepter, and did not notice that the leader of the gray shroud came to the scene, concerned and at the same time unexpectedly annoyed. There is no absolute certainty of victory, and it is conceivable that if he really fights Tris later, he may lose both, allowing nearby onlookers to take advantage of the opportunity.
Finally seized the opportunity to be promoted to the Knight of Wands, not only jumped up to become the second place in the organization after the leader, but even the underground world is quite famous, enjoying a respected status, generous treatment, and a good income, I didn't expect to be blocked by an unknown fourth knight today to pose for a challenge.
The gray shroud has never been a monolith, and the black knights of different bodies compete with each other, and they can maintain a basic balance under the mediation of the black scepter in the past, but after becoming a cursed scepter, they gradually attract the dead-eyed knights to take refuge, and the power of their own line has swelled sharply, almost overshadowing the limelight of the leader Dismaster, and since then it has been hit by the tacit understanding of different forces within the organization from time to time.
"Perhaps, it would be a good choice to take advantage of the opportunity of Triss to come to the door and lose some fame. β
Firm in his will, boiling his own source of faith, the essence of the curse imprinted on the back of the chest of the Knight of Wands, the twisted evil talismans, like burning, burst into invisible flames, equating their value with gold, and the silk robes from the far East were scorched.
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the ashes of the fragments of the robe fell one after another like dead leaves swept by the autumn wind, revealing cyan veins and blood vessels, like extremely complex spider webs, and the half-undead revealed the truth of the dead body.
"It's worse than I expected! This is the fate of the fallen Black Knight, who overdraws his vitality in advance in exchange for more strength and special abilities than ordinary knights, at the cost of the example in front of him. The Knight of Wands, Holm, had just passed the halfway point of his life's journey, and was in his early forties, with one foot already in the coffin. β
"Tongue-talking, boy, I'll give you a taste of the only cursed scepter. β
Aldrich scoffed at this: "I am different from you, there are not many black knights who are more or less hidden dangers in the present, I have a healthy body, blood boiling because of the battle, and a life that can be burned." As for you, old man buried in the yellow mud, after this battle, I will knock down the first nail in your coffin at the resting place. β
"Shut up!"
The Knight of Wandscrew's Holm opened his mouth, revealing a scarlet tongue like a drink of blood, an evil charm on the tip of his tongue, and a skull bone that sealed his mouth with pitch-black crossbones, emitting a dim twilight that instantly hit Triss in the throat, instantly paralyzing his vocal cords, and sewing his big mouth like a chatterbox.
One of the eight abilities of the Great Knight of Virtue, the absolute defensive "Siegfried's Twin Dragon Armor", activates and almost simultaneously removes the silent curse of the Silent Warlock of the Spellbreaker, and then adjusts the rhythm of his breathing, like a lion of the king of the mountains and forests, and roars like a thunderous roar in the face of a provocative competitor.
"Roaring ......"
After being promoted, this special knight skill has changed a lot, not only can the voice be restrained into a line, from a range group attack to a single attack, and the power has also been significantly increased due to concentration.
As if an invisible crossbow arrow pierced his body, Holm of the Cursed Scepter sat on the ground almost in disgrace, his bare chest, many tiny veins torn, and blood sparked large bruises.
Just now, he was complacent about the sneak attack that immediately blocked the throat of the Fourth Knight, but he didn't expect the other party's counterattack to come so quickly, and Tris's vocal cords didn't seem to be affected in any way.
What the hell is going on?
The benefits of the half-undead body's loss of most of its consciousness were immediately apparent, and Holm stood up straight and slammed his scepter as if unharmed.
The withered vines of his body height, the head of the staff inlaid with silver-white spiral bubble nails, and the blue arc jumped back and forth rapidly, at first it was just an inconspicuous strand, and soon turned into a lightning bolt the thickness of a tail finger.
"Vanity Thunder!"
The net of lightning roared away, sweeping past the black knights who were close by, as long as they were not blind, they were not immune to the aftermath of the electrocution and their whole bodies were scorched.
"No matter how fast you are, you can't dodge! Accept the onslaught of my arrogance, confuse the source of your humility, and turn into an arrogant maniac!"
It is true that the Vanity Thunder without dead ends cannot be dodged, but how can its power be compared to the Thunder Hammer. The marks left by the hands that once held the artifact became shields against lightning.
Even if Holm's scepter was extremely lethal with a single blow, it was blocked by an invisible shield and gently slid past Aldrich Tris, instead whipping the black knights around him into smoke, emitting a burnt smell of food, so that the vampire who hung upside down and turned into a big bat wanted to break his head without discovering the secret.
"What an unexpected bonus! I didn't expect to get this kind of benefit by touching the Thunder Hammer, and the next day when I was free, I had to go to the secret place in the lake and try to take it off the top of the cypress tree. β
"That's what your scepter is capable of, except for accidentally injuring your men. As for now, it's my turn. β
Aldrich clenched the improvised spear, his legs and feet on the ground, like a bent bow at the waist, all the strength was instantly poured into his hands, and the simplest "thrust" of the spear knight's skill was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole and quickly devouring Holm who was recovering his breath.
"Khooth!"
The tip of the propeller-like spear struck the cursed knight's scepter, a status symbol made of special materials, and it seemed to be protected by some kind of force without being damaged, but the silver bubble nails embedded in the head of the staff instantly loosened and knocked one off.
The shadow of death gripped Holm's mind, and for the first time it was so close to the scythe that harvested the souls of the dead, the Scepter Knight's neck seemed to feel a cold chill.
He could no longer control his fear and showed his hole card after being promoted: "Get out!"
Born of jealousy of the Black Scepter Dismaster, the leader of both the Seven Lines, Holm chose the Dread Knight as the direction of the breakthrough after becoming the Scepter.
The invisible Elemental Judgment Blade slashed head, and Aldrich's keen sense of danger forced Aldrich to withdraw his hand and turn to avoid the attack that he couldn't resist.
"Shhh...... Ahh
The solid rocky ground was like a ploughshare cutting through deep traces, and along the way, passing the Black Knight lying on the ground, without exception, was cut to pieces.
Tris didn't look at it, turned around and used the weapon in his hand, using his own spear-based knightly skills.
"Screw wear!"
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