"Whoa!" The loose rock was suddenly shattered by the two fighting swords, and many tiny fragments fell in a flutter. A large cloud of smoke and dust rose from the corner, and the flame of the torch kept flickering, distorting everything around it, and the shadows eerily stretched and stretched, jumping like the minions of wild beasts, taking the lives of mortals at any time and place.

Retracting the sword, taking a semi-circular step on the spot, Aldrich squatted slightly and performed a homeopathic slash, with a bang, the Night Watchman's standard long sword slashed into the metal shield, and then heard a crisp sound of "clucking" in his ears, which seemed to be a crushing fracture.

A sharp, sharpened mace swept across the area, sending out a piercing shrill screech of wind, the cold blade almost touching his scalp and brushing against Knight Tris's head, a blow that would have killed him if he hadn't squatted down just now.

"Damn, this kind of strength and speed, isn't it something that ordinary people can have, some kind of heavy weapon knight skill? ’

Continuing to perform a semi-circular step, Aldrich turned the corner of the passage, and appeared in front of him two large, heavily armed warriors, especially the shield guard with a mace, who occupied almost half of the passage.

His left hand hung limply, unable to hold the all-metal shield, and a cruel grin appeared on his face, as if stinged by the pain of a broken bone, but to Knight Trits' inexplicably annoyed was his eyes, which took on an eerie silver-gray color.

"Black Knight! The Fallen of Faith, who has lost his faith, dares to appear before me. ”

The warrior who had fallen into the dark realm but was not ashamed snorted coldly, simply dropped the shield that stood in the way, raised his foot and kicked it violently, and the mace cooperated to launch an up-and-down attack.

Throwing away the standard longsword with the curly blade, Aldrich stretched out his hands, touched the flying shield that was not fast enough, turned around in a semi-circle in succession, unloaded the violent force above, and then returned it to the attacking black knight as a return gift.

"Boom!" the four-cornered mace slammed into the metal shield, and an unprecedented tremor was heard, and he realized that he was going to lose his right-hand hand, which was still intact, and immediately let go of them and let them bounce away, and then rolled disorderly in the passageway, smashing into his accomplices behind him.

The Black Knight's reaction was not as good as Aldrich's, and despite his quick decision, his right hand was still sore, and he had to withdraw from the battle sequence.

In a hurry, he used the clever skills of four or two thousand pounds, which did not belong to the knightly skills of any body, but the wisdom that Aldrich obtained from the memories of his previous life, and the light of inspiration that flashed by chance. It's not that he didn't pay a price, just not as big as the Black Knight. Most of the muscles in his hands were temporarily weakened, but Tris still had two feet and took two steps back, and the Night Watchman reacted and came to his side.

Bull Kent held the long sword, struck a two-handed charge fist, lowered his body and rushed forward, and the epee warrior who was against him did not have enough space to move left and right, so he could only fall back to the ground in embarrassment, the blade of the sword grazing against his forehead. After rolling to the corner of the wall and standing up, the epee warrior felt a little burning in his nose, and reached out to touch it, his hands were covered with dark red blood, and what made him even more angry was that the end of his nose, which was clearly divided into two halves, must have been split by his opponent.

The silk strings that burned the embers of reason, the ugliness of the disfigurement made him extremely angry, and countless bloodshots suddenly appeared in his light gray eyes, revealing a terrifying red light.

"Roaring ......" is like the howl of a wounded beast on the verge of death, the heavy sword warrior who is addicted to the realm of sin, the decadent and barren spiritual world, and the negative belief gives him an additional source, fueled by anger, which is continuously transformed into his combat power, helping him to break through the invisible and invisible boundaries.

Aldrich stared at the wounded beast for a moment, immersed in angry pleasure, indulging his inner desires and manipulating his mind, his body swelling strangely and sharply, his muscles rising high as if inflated, and reason suppressed in the depths of consciousness.

"He's not human anymore, his body is haunted by a blood-colored mist, and he's actually a monster called Mad Knight. Get out of it!"

The Knight of Tris opened his mouth to alert the Black Knight on the other side, and they looked at each other, but the panic of danger immediately reminded them that Aldrich, the target of the Night Watchman, was right.

But the orders of the bosses of the underworld, they couldn't help but obey, and between the slightly stunned breaths, the two accomplices in front of the Mad Knight were torn apart and killed by its minions.

With a "bang", the remaining five people hurriedly knelt on the ground, jumped forward against the wall, jumped past the Night Watchman, and rushed into another passage.

As the remnants of the Black Knight were caught in panic and showed no signs of hostility, Aldrich sideways and let them go.

Perry Prescott, who partnered with Bull Kent, was a little dissatisfied, but the first Knight of Tris chose to ignore it, so he didn't want to say anything, and then the crazy knight who was promoted was right in front of him, threatening everyone's lives.

"You are no match for this beast, defend my back, and watch out for the Black Knights coming and going. Aldrich, whose hands had recovered, stepped forward, and faced the black knight who had entered a state of madness, adjusting the rhythm of his breathing, preparing to use the power of the violent bear that he had gained during his training in the Whispering Forest.

The mad knight with increased strength, his two-handed heavy sword was like a twig in his hand, his bloody eyes made him lose his vision, only the wild instinct could detect the hostile opponent near him, he slashed aimlessly, not only full of loopholes, but also extremely easy to see through.

The Nightwatchman's equipment could not cope with such a scene, and the sharp-eyed Aldrich saw the heavy blunt mace and the all-metal shield not far behind him through the figure of the Mad Knight.

'The narrow passage makes it impossible for the mad knight to exert his full strength, dancing in shackles must be difficult, no matter how strong the beast with its minions and teeth are restrained, it will be tamed, I am eighty percent sure of knocking him down in melee combat, the only thing to worry about is whether there are still enemies lurking around the left. ’

Spreading out his true vision, at least within eye distance, the Knight of Tris did not see the lurkers hiding nearby, but the 'dark red flames' burning on the Mad Knight's body really surprised him. It was an evil aura stronger than him, close to the heyday of the Whispering Forest, only slightly inferior to when the Cold Mountain Mage Tower entered the state of Order Fury.

'Up!'

Aldrich moved, he untied his cloak and rolled it in his hand, and when he got closer, he threw it out violently to the head of the mad knight, and suddenly unfolded in mid-air to cover his vision, but the beast did not rely on his eyes to catch the hunter, and slashed forward in a semicircle with a heavy sword in one hand, and a circle of qi faintly appeared in mid-air, fortunately, Aldrich, who had predicted this move in advance, had already lowered his body and calmly dodged.

As he continued to move forward, the Mad Knight's left hand clenched into a fist, and he rolled sideways to dodge, grabbing the beast's gap and leaping behind it.

When he rolled, he approached the metal shield, grabbed it with both hands and turned around and threw it, hitting the Mad Knight's waist, but unfortunately the strength was insufficient, and he just stumbled him, causing no serious damage.

With one hand, he lifted the four-cornered mace, unexpectedly heavy, and exerted the power of the violent bear, and the green tendons of his right arm burst out, and the arrow stepped close to the beast that had become more and more frantic after being injured, and the target was still its fragile waist.

With a "bang", the mad knight, who was dominated by wild instinct, hid his heavy sword behind him at an angle that was not possible, just enough to block Aldrich's heavy blow.

However, he also suffered a lot in the defensive state, the blade of the sword bent and fell to the ground, the lumbar vertebrae seemed to be broken, whimpered, rushed forward and lay down in the gutter, coughing up blood in his mouth, and letting out a painful howl.

In the blink of an eye, in just a few breaths, Aldrich defeated the seemingly invincible Black Knight and achieved fruitful results. The Night Watchmen kept their guard close to him, not only Captain West, but even Perry Prescott, who had always been prejudiced against him, had nothing to say, and secretly rejoiced that Knight Triss was his own man, not an opponent.

I'm so dazed that I dare to secretly oppose him, and if I can complete this damn mission safely, I must get along with the Knight of Tris in the future." ’

The anger caused by the defeat became more and more intense, but the mad knight's broken lumbar vertebrae could not heal in a short time, so there was enough fuel in the air, and he still could not get up and continue fighting.

Anger is useless, reason quickly revives, the instinct to survive makes the black knight regain his composure, his body gradually cools and shrinks, but his strength is not exhausted, while the night watchman is cleaning the battlefield and reaping the spoils, he uses his hands instead of feet, and jumps forward quickly, after all, there is a terrible trap ahead, even if he can't get out of it, he has to pull a few cushions and die with the enemy.

His move immediately caught the attention of Aldrich and Rufer West, who immediately set out to give chase, and the rest of the Night Watchmen looked at each other and impulsively followed. The flames of the torches were stretched back by the wind, and they melted into the darkness of the sewers and disappeared, even the sound of footsteps seemed to be swallowed up.

The Night Knights who make up the Crow Formation are in a bitter battle, and the terrain prevents them from using their full strength, but instead they are gray-clad thieves, who suffer enough from their endless attacks.

Stealth, blow arrows, poison strikes, boning, all-round attack tactics, the most terrifying thing is the hand crossbow mounted on the forearm, those palm-length short arrows, even the compound armor of the Dark Police Department can penetrate, if it weren't for Titus, they had already preventively worn chain mail, it would be as simple as two or three people being injured.

The Night Knight Commander was busy hearing that the battle at the fork in front of him was over, and Rufu West and the others ignored the agreement to trace the remnants of the enemy, much to the annoyance of Titus, but he also knew that he could not overstep his command.

Therefore, in order to protect himself, or perhaps to sweep away the unsightly flies around him, he shouted, and the Night Knights tacitly gave up their defense and launched a dense stabbing attack.

The tight crow battle array immediately spread its shining wings in all directions, and the thieves who could not escape nearby suddenly fell in large pieces, and the rest of the people who survived pushed open the secret door in the wall without hesitation, and fled into the unknowable dark depths in a panic.

"Chasing?" Titus' lieutenant, Raul Blank, was a little out of breath as he saw the Night Knight Captain shake his head slightly.

"Clean up the scene, bandage the wounds, and then we'll go to the Night Watchman, these daring laymen, needless to say, must have stepped into the trap. ”

Titus was right, the Night's Watch, led by Aldrich, walked through the narrow and dark passage and intercepted the mad knight who had regained his senses in a room with dark red walls, along with several other black knights.

Aldrich saw a ring chandelier on the top of the room, the remnants of the burning candles of unknown animal oil, the faint green phosphorescence floating around him, and the obscure smell of his nose, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: this room is simply a necropolis.

His guesses were obviously at odds with the truth, but the sound of so many people entering the room, their rapid breathing, did wake something up.

The Black Knight was horrified to find that the secret door had not been opened, and that the Black Widow Wraith seemed to have been deliberately awakened, knowing that they had been betrayed, but instead they regained their composure, and slowly slipped the corner of the wall with their backs against the wet wall, as if they wanted to stay away from the chandelier.

Aldrich saw their intentions, but did not stop them, he reached out and grabbed the half-unconscious mad knight, carefully breaking through all defenses with penetrating force, and placed it in front of him as a humanoid shield.

The translucent ghost quietly appeared, like a log floating from the bottom of the water, and the Knight of Tris saw her 'wearing' a shabby coarse cloth dress, clearly a modified overall, her skin was like a pool of water that had dried up for a long time, cracking countless leaf vein-like gaps, and the poisonous green light leaked out from under the skin, like a natural ornamented coat.

The ghost of the Black Widow 'saw' the phosphorescent reflection of the blade, and suddenly remembered the past, she raised her head, her hideous and distorted face appeared densely covered with green tendons, and the blurred part below her nose instantly opened her mouth, and the bottomless black throat immediately let out a soul-shaking wail.

An invisible wave of qi swept by, the entrance to the room was immediately closed, and Aldrich's inner danger was instantly raised to the highest, and behind the ghost, a half-human-high bronze clock appeared in his real vision, and the longest second hand turned rapidly.

"Stand back!"

All the Night Watchmen immediately obeyed, but Aldrich rushed forward to the widow ghost of the source of death with the Mad Knight in his hand.

The source of the Eight Virtues Knights surging out, entering the experience of the Wrath of Order, and the demise of Master Dergon, brought Aldrich Tris into contact with a higher level in advance.

The sound of breathing was like a storm, and the knight's heart shone brightly, glowing with pure white brilliance, burning in the name of purification.

"Golden Glory!"