The landowners of Marceau County, which was full of excitement in the hall on the first floor, quickly retreated, but refused to leave the Fajo Orange Auction Hall, although the underground arena in Alpha City, located next to the "Lolita" slave market, was the third most bloody entertainment venue in Marceau County, and it was definitely worth taking a small risk to witness a heretic knight being sent into the abyss of uncleanliness for free, not to mention, even * They all wanted to hear some anecdotes while their little waists were struggling in bed, and the landowners were happy to keep them engaged, rather than just dealing with their bloated bodies distorted by greasy food for a few silver bourbons.

"Shall we show our identity now?" Miss Elizabeth was eager to try, since the birth of the "Order", which is theoretically on par with the three major organizations of the Communion of the Sacrament, but with superior special powers, she has been holding a breath of evil with the young magnates around her, and she hopes that Augustine will be able to go out now and tell the wealthy hypocrites who is the Papa-Spiritual Father who dominates the discourse in Marceau.

"Wait, I want to see what kind of strength the Helen family has, and besides, the two unruly leopards are still tossed half-dead by others before they are obedient. Augustine decided to continue to sit on the sidelines, a female madwoman who completely regarded the rest of her life as fighting against Rotonchild, a great knight with high experimental value, was enough for Augustine to abandon the self-deprecating "reserve", and the other could not be "redeemed" in Alpha City The most important thing is that in Augustine's cognition, the general aristocracy of the empire is a very boring species, if you slap him, and it is very hard, he will instead bring his face closer, but if you show the virtues of friendliness, generosity, honesty and other verbal claims of many nobles, he will quickly ignore your existence.

Descartes took a deep breath and held his sword to his chest.

An orthodox knight does not bother to use all kinds of "mongrel" swords, they will always hold the standard Templar ivory sword, although the war has used countless blood examples to prove that the knight's sword in the hand of the knight who fought under the horse is no match for the Viking sword, which is called the "great mongrel", but the Grand Knight Descartes still chooses the Templar ivory sword in his hand, which is increasingly abandoned by the pragmatist knights.

He looked at the burly blonde man directly opposite him whose strength was only above him, and he didn't even look at the enemies on either side, a tulip mage who was still a few steps away from buying the threshold of the Royal Society, and a strange swordsman who used the Solomon-style chrysanthemum sword, his only regret now was that he couldn't ride a horse into the law strip orange and drive straight in, at least to leave Miss Hera with a perfect ending.

"He's my prey. ”

The man of the Helen family, who looked like a golden lion, opened his mouth, and the dagger fell to the ground, and by the time he finished speaking, the dagger had fallen into his hand.

In the eyes of onlookers, it seems that the golden lion appeared in front of Descartes in an instant, and the dagger in his hand slashed towards the major artery of the great knight's neck, and Descartes also retreated at the first time, when he was about to open the most suitable distance for the temple ivory sword, the golden lion stepped forward again, not giving Descartes a chance to play the advantage of the length of the knight's sword at all, the dagger made of special materials flashed with a strange dark tone, the biggest feature of the dark gold sequence element is that it can crack the elemental composition of physical magic, in addition, it cuts the skin, even if it is blessed by the healing totem aura of the arcanist, it can only heal slowly, so a dark gold dagger is almost the first choice of cold weapons for almost all upper-level bounty hunters.

Therefore, a twenty-centimeter dark gold dagger with a fifty-centimeter forearm length is the golden range of a melee samurai.

"The distance of 70 centimeters is the zone of my God. ”

This is a well-known quote from the legendary bounty hunter "Scorpion Tail" Alston.

The embarrassed big knight could only rush to meet the sharp dagger with the tricky route again and again, the audience on the first floor was amazed, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and widen their eyes, they could only vaguely rely on the vague figure of the long-haired man like a golden lion, and the unique light of the dark gold dagger was too fast, leaving a residual arc-shaped image in the air, as well as the frequent sparks after the dagger collided with the knight's sword.

Descartes retreated and retreated, and a few meters away was the column where Hera Boreifold stood.

The peak state of a great knight should be wearing high anti-magic heavy armor, with the great momentum of a running horse, raising the tail of his gun at the last moment, stabbing the enemy hiding behind the shield, and then passing by, already picking the enemy's entire corpse in the air, and finally slamming it to the ground, this is the standard war of a knight, not a knight's sword with a chicken rib like Descartes and a face-to-face battle with an opponent who is good at hand-to-hand combat.

But the great knight was not afraid.

Just as the first time he went to battle and met the Imperial Knights who flocked to their camp like a tidal wave, those ferocious enemies were clad in rich armor and beautiful spears sharper than any of the high knights in the Saxon Forest, and at the age of 14, he survived the battle at the terrible cost of 4 gunshot wounds and 1 extensive burn of fire elemental magic, and stabbed to death a mid-level knight who had been hooked off his horse and an arrogant but unlucky magician.

Once again, Descartes had no way back.

The Golden Lion's dark gold dagger will stab out at different speeds every time, attacking the most vulnerable parts of Descartes' body, eyes, nose bridge, neck, and armpits, because similar speed will allow experienced fighters to resist the attack with keen intuition, which will not be in line with a bounty hunter's fighting style of trying to kill his opponent with the least effort, so from beginning to end, the Golden Lion has the initiative, and brings Descartes a series of killing moves with a very comfortable slide and jump, and he quietly waits for the moment when the Great Knight takes his first breath, it will be short, but it is enough for a hunter of his level。

When Descartes was only a few steps away from the cylinder, he suddenly stopped his body and exhaled a breath, and the sneering golden lion also took this opportunity to successfully stab the dark gold dagger into the chest of the great knight, because of the relationship between the Descartes sword defense circle, there is still a certain distance from the heart, but the expected goal of the golden lion has been completed, as long as it is pulled out and then launched a second wave of pursuit that does not give the knight time to breathe, then even if the great knight can continue to persevere, the wound to the chest of the dark gold dagger quenched with secret elements and liquids will gradually expand, which is a kind of slow death in itself。

But just as the golden lion was about to quickly draw out the dagger, he found that the enemy showed a hideous smile, and he was surprised to find that the chest muscles of the great knight who had been stabbed out of a narrow hole suddenly contracted, and he clamped the dagger extremely brutally, and almost at the same time, it burst out with a speed of nearly one and a half times the speed of swinging the sword, and the golden lion did not hesitate to abandon the precious dagger, bend down, and retreat.

The knight's sword cuts through the golden hair of the Golden Lion.

Just as Descartes was about to seize the fleeting last opportunity to launch a counterattack against the hunters, a series of unexpected lightning balls were thrown out of a white crystal staff, forming a line of defense between the great knight and the golden lion, and the great knight tried to tear the lightning chain composed of 7 lightning balls, but the ordinary knight's sword was already in a limit state under the impact of the dark gold dagger, instead of splitting the lightning chain, it was crushed by this level 30 elemental defense magic, the corner of the knight's mouth smiled bitterly, and then retreated, pulling out the dark gold dagger。

He was greeted by a stout water snake formed by the condensation of two water elements, the level 42 "two-headed snake Naga", spiraling forward, flying in the air, and rushing towards the great knight with great ferocity.

Pulling out the dark gold dagger that pierced into the chest will only accelerate the erosion of the dark gold element on the body, but the only benefit is that the great knight who has no anti-demon armor protection can use it as a weapon to cut off the heads of the two menacing Naga water snakes, and the remaining water column is biased towards the cylinder, and the impact of the entity magic containing great power shakes the cylinder with a diameter of 4 meters, and the ground behind the great knight is full of faint hot water liquid that has fallen away after losing control.

Descartes gritted his teeth and stumbled.

The dagger in his hand blocked a fatal blow without warning.

But a stutter of blood splattered from his arm.

Not far away, there was a strange swordsman who had pulled out a slender Solomonic sword, the tip of which was stained with a drop of blood.

A hunter whose hidden strength is still unknown first cut the wound, and then the magician attracts the attention, and finally the swordsman who is more like the White Rose Assassin gives a poisonous snake-like bite, very tight coordination, it is impossible for any great knight to be unscathed under this perfect cooperation, Descartes held back the strong desire to breathe, because that would only accelerate the loss of his own source of life, he endured the sharp pain in his chest, and immediately greeted another round of killing initiated by the white-robed magician and the Solomon Flower Knife assassin, the aria-level crystal staff drove out 5 small fire snakes, and pounced on the big knight in the air without any trajectory, this is the strength of the tulip magicianIt is not difficult to control an elemental fire snake, but to control five "little pets" at the same time to dance in the air full of aura at a long distance, that requires strong spiritual power and outstanding affinity for the elements, of course, abundant nuclear weight is the foundation.

And Solomon's sword assassin drew a second sword.

Descartes turned his head in despair to look at the top of the column, and he could no longer see the figure of the goddess in his mind.

He knew that even if he gritted his teeth to resist the white-robed magician's fiery snake and two elusive flower knives, the real killer weapon was actually the golden lion that seemed to be immovable.

The great knight who was born in the Saxon forest and began to fight against the empire closed his eyes, but he did not give up resisting, and said softly: "The knight is immortal in honor." ”

At this time, almost all of the hall felt abnormal fluctuations, which was a force more than the golden lion, Both the Assassin of Solomon's Flower Knife and the Grand Magician of Tulip have to make people change clearly and profoundly, between the physical and the spiritual, but they are so pure that all the hidden masters on the 2nd and 3rd floors feel uncomfortable, they find the perpetrator faster than ordinary viewers, a black-robed magician standing in the corner of the 1st floor, a black staff stands in front of him, only to see a dense orb of about 20 red and black colors emerge behind him, forming a magical pattern similar to a magic circle behind him.

The volume of the red and black spheres is not getting bigger and bigger, but it is getting smaller and smaller against the general phenomenon of magic, and people can feel their squeezing, collapsing, and dense most intuitively.

Everything is instantaneous.

Bright.

Then two dazzling colored orbs rushed towards the Grand Knight Descartes at lightning speed several times faster than the fire serpent, and Descartes instinctively wanted to destroy the small orbs that made him feel suffocated with his dark gold dagger, as if they were more than the previous 40+ "two-headed snake Naga" It is also necessary to condense more terrifying destructive power, but he was horrified to find that the dark gold dagger that is almost inherently aggressive to the magic element cannot cause loss to those small balls at all, and more than 20 spheres are also wound into two suspended circles, showing a ninety degree intersection together, protecting the big knight in the center, and the five small fire snakes that arrived first broke into the circle in the audience's amazement, but were devoured by the red and black alternately floating spheres, becoming the nourishment of this defensive magic array, the spheres became smaller and smaller, and they swung regularly around Descartes, which was very life-like, and it became more and more terrifying。

Solomon's Blade Assassin even gave up the sneak attack altogether, and stood at a distance to observe the orbs with interest.

The golden lion was puzzled, how could the dark gold dagger not be able to cut through the small magic sphere?

The most shocking was the tulip mage Yarman, who was also an elemental mage, which was obviously a primary-level elemental orb, and any magician who obtained the Magic Association badge could throw it out at will, and he could even create a large number of elemental balls without spells, which was just the cheapest and most dull magic in the magic field, how could he dissolve his fiery serpent? Moreover, how did the mysterious young magician make 10 red spheres and 11 black spheres at the same time, this is like a person drawing a circle with his left hand and a square with his right hand, this is just the most rough analogy, and the more detailed is that he holds the oil bottle in his left hand and dumps the water bottle in his right hand at the same time to a measuring bucket, and must make the same weight of oil and water, there is an unreliable record recorded in the thick magic history books of the continent, there was once a woman who walked into the Mayan Temple, the highest temple of magic, 124 years ago, and created 27 pieces of each element at the same time"Miracles".

Although the black-robed young man in front of him couldn't be far from that ethereal epic legend, it was enough for Yarman to unaccept.

Even more devastating for Yarman appeared, as the young magician, who seemed to wear only the Purple Lily insignia, picked up the black staff and walked towards the column, while the "miracle" he created still hovered around Descartes, loyally guarding the Grand Knight.

At that moment, the young man who almost completely subverted the perception of the magical world of Yarman was like an undead coming from the abyss.

Eventually, the young man walked up to Descartes and said two words, "Purification." ”

The 21 orbs contracted suddenly, as if imprisoning the Grand Knight of Descartes in a dark cage, and the pious knight, who was as powerful as his body and spirit, fainted to death, drenched in blood.

His flesh was then nailed to a cylinder by a young magician.

The Golden Lion and the Solomon Flower Knife Assassin subconsciously took a step back, and Yarman's sweat soaked through the magic robes.

Cleanse.

That sacramental ministry favorite damn word!