The thick tentacles kept swaying, and several small tentacles emerged from the tentacles. Nervously raising his shield, the knight fell into great vigilance: this is the tentacle that mutilated Lucina, and care must be taken. They move as fast as they can.

...... But I don't taste as good as Lucina, so I shouldn't worry too much about what will happen if I lose.

According to my previous thoughts, it should be possible to pass through the shield to Wren Maha's back by next to the tentacles...... Surrounded by a manic thought, the knight gritted his teeth: if I could take out Wren Maha, the town's defenses would be much less stressful!

Suddenly, another volley of flying species from the sky was fired, almost all of which were dodged by the knights. Feeling that the talisman still had about eighty percent of the remaining magic power, the knight secretly cheered himself up: it should be okay! This magic power can last for a long time. Even if I run out, I can rely on my mental power to pray and cast spells...... But that kind of flaw is a little bigger, and it's not very safe.

One of the beams was bounced off by the knight's bouncing wall and landed on the tentacles, successfully angering the enemy once again. The tentacles that had been blown off shook wildly, smashing into the ground and re-healing wounds, releasing new small tentacles.

Gritting his teeth, the knight gathered his divine power and violently pushed out the rotating arc-shaped white light knife, cutting off the tentacles that were rapidly attacking. After blocking the last small tentacle with his shield and severing it with his sword, the knight immediately jumped on the tentacle and plunged his sword into it.

Despite the toughness of the tentacle's surface, the blade pierced through the skin and pressed heavily inside. The tentacles immediately raised frantically and waved violently. The slime on its surface was slippery, and the knight staggered and nearly fell.

That's a little too slippery, isn't it?!!Anusen clenched her sword in astonishment, trying her best to maintain her balance: it was like soapy water—no, much better than that!

In order to avoid the recurrence of the excessively rapid tentacles, the knight unleashed a white flame at the tentacles while maintaining his body balance, incinerating them completely: so that no tentacles would be reborn for the time being.

Once upon a time there was a Templar in our Templar who was particularly fond of playing with fire. The white flame he released was as hot as eight thousand degrees. Once, he almost set the temple on fire, and was scolded by the priest for being bloody: if the temple was really burned, it is estimated that the building materials that were burned at this temperature would have to be melted directly.

Just as the knight thought, the tentacles were thrust into pain, roared and slapped the ground, and began to shake violently into the sky, trying to shake off the knight. And that's exactly what he thought: use his tentacles to pass through the shield, and then use his hook claws to climb onto Rayne Maha's back to find a chance to kill it.

...... As for how it will go down after it falls, the knight has no time to think about this difficult question. He only felt that the first task was to kill Renma Maha, and then he would naturally have a way to get out.

Swinging around, the knight was dizzy from the tentacles, and almost vomited the lunch he had eaten at noon, and he felt sick to his stomach. In the swirling earth, his eyes widened suddenly: something swirling blue sphere was flying rapidly from the south of the town.

It wasn't until the flying object broke through the snow and darkness and began to approach that the knight was shocked to see it for what it really was: it was a man-tall ice ball covered in spikes and crystals.

A ...... that can explode into countless ice blades Exploding the puck?

I can't stop this purely physical spell at close range, and I can't cast it accurately with such bumps in the tentacles...... Besides, how can this thing be as tall as a person?!

With a "whoosh", the sound of tearing through the sky suddenly hit. An arrow - no, a gorgeous silver sword. It swirled with turquoise air currents all around it, and went straight through the knight's left arm, narrowly grazing it.

The silver sword pierced through the ice ball in the distance, causing it to explode prematurely. The blade of the sword suddenly disappeared, turning into a white-haired young woman wearing a cloak and looking to be sixteen or seventeen years old. She wore a gorgeous red dress with a bifurcated front body and exposed legs for easy movement, and the red air flow was constantly rising around her body. Her eyes glowed red, and she stood coldly looking at the knight.

"Uh...... Thanks for the help. No, this sword should have been shot by the elves as well. Anusen didn't know what to say, and asked tentatively with his long sword, "Are you......?" Bloodline?A noble lady who looks a bit like a vampire. ”

Even by the high standards of the Bloodline...... This girl is really beautiful, too. The temperament is quite cold, but it hides an indescribable sense of disobedience.

"Oh...... It's very knowledgeable. Miss Carol of the slave family is not afraid of silver and sunlight, and she is a bright and gorgeous high-blood clan!" The indifference on her expression immediately dissipated, and she laughed happily, "That's right. Did you see it from the slave's bloody wings? hehe...... Doesn't it feel like a queen?"

With a satisfied smile, she touched her back, and finally her face suddenly turned pale: "Huh, where are the slave's wings?"

The red air that emerged from her transformation from the silver sword form had dissipated, and she immediately fell down in panic, falling on the roof and turning back into the silver sword. Already so frightened that he didn't know what expression to show, Anusen had no choice but to clench the hilt of his sword in a daze, and kept swaying his body with the tentacles.

Forehead...... What just happened......

It seems that she was busy pretending to be cold and forgot that this was high in the air, so she didn't spread her wings and fell to her death, right? The position of the smart and gorgeous high-level blood clan in the knight's heart instantly fell to the point that there was not even a scum: although the relationship between the Tianyi Sect and the blood clan was very good, the knight himself really hadn't seen a few high-level blood clans. This time it simply wasted his three views.

...... Also, why didn't she turn into a bat or spread her wings again? I guess she was too flustered to forget her racial talents...... I've heard of Aya climbing a tall tree to pick fruit and nearly falling to her death (Lusa).

...... It's not surprising that every race has a touching IQ. The point is, Carol, why did she become that silver sword? Wasn't that what Bulso was carrying?

Is it the Bloodline's transmog magic or the sealing...... The Templars suddenly began to recall what they had heard: purebred vampires were capable of illusion, and they were born with this magical advantage. Therefore, once you stumble into the Bloodline's dwelling (usually a castle), then the trespasser has most likely already entered the trap.

There were still six hours and thirty-five minutes before Maharen landed and destroyed Beihaiwang.