The sword is closed, and the blood is splattered.

The Knight of Light threw himself to the ground with a twisted expression.

This sword, too fast.

The Great Light Knight's overlapping battle axes were originally less than thirty centimeters away from his own front door. The huge battle axe, while blocking Roy's sword, also obscured his own vision. When the blade of the sword pierced through the axe, he didn't have time to react at all.

Therefore, he died. It's as simple as a stump that has been cut down.

Until he fell to the ground, the eyes of the Great Light Knight were wide open. In the dimming pupils, there was just a touch of disbelief that had just emerged and had frozen.

"Kill...... Killed?"

People were dumbfounded.

In this encounter, they imagined countless possibilities. But no one thought it would end like this.

The Great Light Knight had obviously sealed all the back hands, but on the contrary, Roy completed his fatal blow in the most unlikely place in a very unreasonable way!

He pierced the opponent's axe directly!

"What a terrible sword!"

"Secret weapon! This sword is definitely a secret weapon that exceeds nine stars!"

"This guy is too cunning!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Roy and his sword, and for a moment they only felt cold hairs stand on end.

No one has ever seen a sword with such a sharp sword. It is not an exaggeration to describe two overlapping battle axes with one sword piercing through two overlapping battle axes, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as cutting iron like mud and blowing hairs and breaking blades.

Therefore, when the Great Light Knight was forced to parry in a hurry by the lightning-fast handsome killing knight skill, his fate was already sealed.

This kid dug a deadly trap for him and pushed him down!

If fifty percent of the Great Light Knight's death was due to this sword, then the other fifty percent. It is due to the cunning and ferocity of this kid. Using this characteristic of the sword, he had already completed an accurate calculation in an instant!

Everyone subconsciously thinks what it would be like if this sword stabbed at them.

The result of this imagination is chilling.

.........

The situation on the battlefield, along with this sword. There has been a change.

As soon as the Great Light Knight fell, the formation with him as the tip of the sword inevitably appeared a brief pause. And this pause suddenly caused a subtle, but obvious crack to appear in the thunderstorm mercenary's originally neat strangulation formation!

And at this time, the nine figures were directly inserted into the crack.

"It's Yárvis!" the crowd erupted.

They see it very clearly.

While Roy was fighting with the Great Knight of Light, the Ice Star mercenaries turned the original double-ring defensive array into a front five and back four. A phantom array that looks like an arrow.

Level 5 Phantom Array, Ascending Dragon Array.

This phantom array is very familiar to everyone. This was originally one of the phantom arrays that mercenaries liked to use most in battle.

It's just that in order for this phantom array to really exert its power, it needs at least dozens of people. And the nine Ice Star mercenaries could only barely put up a formation at that time, and they couldn't see any effect.

And at the moment. The answer was revealed with the fall of the Great Knight of Light.

At that moment, the nine had just completed the formation change. And the Ice Star mercenary, who rotated counterclockwise, just stepped on the node and walked into the crack that suddenly formed. Whether it is the time, the direction, or even the fit between the gap and the shape of the phantom array, there is no difference!

It's slow to say, but it's actually from Roy's violent murder to the present. The whole process is only a few seconds, the time is so short, the connection is so coherent and tight, so fast that everyone doesn't even have time to think about his intentions.

And with the movement of Yalvis and the others, a spiritual light. Suddenly it flashed through everyone's minds.

"They're going to break through!"

.........

Yalves ran, his heart on fire.

It reminded him of the night many years ago, when he stepped into the knight's hall and prepared to be ordained a true knight.

It was a cold winter night.

After bathing, dressed in a thin white robe, he knelt before the knight's sword and the stone tablet engraved with the knight's precepts. He had to stay like this all night before the dawn of the next day.

But all night, his heart was on fire.

Yalves was not an aristocrat. His father was just an ordinary farmer. The mother worked as a maid in the house of a manor owner, doing some washing and washing work to earn money to support the family.

Therefore, to be able to embark on the road of knighthood, he suffered far more than those children of rich and noble families.

It was the most memorable night of Jarves' life. It was that night that he rose from a commoner to a knight. Completely changed the fate of himself and his family.

For many years after that, Jarvis's heart was not so hot.

The further he went, the more he saw.

There are so many things in this world that make him angry. He sometimes even wondered if the glory of knighthood really existed. What exactly is the sword in his hand defending?

A knight of great light, it is very easy to get glory and wealth. As long as Jarvis wanted to, countless princes and nobles opened their doors to welcome him in.

However, Jarvis chose to become a mercenary.

He didn't want to do something against his will. Compared to that kind of life, he likes to take risks more and prefers these brothers around him who can trust his life. Although it is nothing compared to the other knights of light, the title of the viscount and the several manors under his name are all earned by himself, and they are clean.

However, where there is light, there is darkness, and the world of mercenaries is no different.

A few minutes ago, when he ignited his source power, Yalvis's heart was already cold below freezing.

At that time, he thought, maybe, it would be better to end it like this.

But who knows, at this time, this black-haired young man broke in like a meteor. Again and again, his thin and cold figure always stood in front of the thunderstorm mercenaries, as sharp as a sword.

Jarvis's heart warmed. The appearance of this young man made him feel that the world was not so disappointing after all.

And more importantly, he knows a secret!

No one noticed that he had stopped burning the source force. Although there are only four battle rings left. But his wounds were no longer bleeding, and his face was no longer pale. Even the shattered and low-hanging left arm gradually returned to its original shape.

The only one who knows all this is Yalvis himself. Only he knew that the strength of this black-haired young man was far more terrifying than what he was showing now.

Bows and arrows, shields. Sword...... Who would know, he is also a magician.

Distance, getting closer.

As he ran, Jarvis tightened his fingers and gripped the rifle tightly. In front of him, a dozen Thunderstorm mercenaries, who had lost their leader, were in chaos.

This is the best chance!

"Rush over!"

When Roy's voice rang in his ears, Jarvis jumped up like a cheetah. The cavalry spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

......

"Huh?"

The crowd was a little surprised.

Everyone found that Roy's figure silently retreated into the formation of the Ice Star mercenaries. It's like a wave that hits the reef and returns to the sea after a brilliant and shocking impact.

On the contrary, Jarvis, who had been seriously injured and had lost his combat effectiveness, became the arrow of attack.

What's going on?

You know, although the part of the thunderstorm mercenaries on the front is in chaos, their personal strength is still there. It's not so easy to be defeated.

And the Ice Star mercenaries seem to be very imposing at the moment, but in fact, they are all injured and exhausted. The combat strength is not even half. If they can't break through the siege in one go, they will fall into a place of no return.

Five sharp knife formations of the enemy. There are four more that are complete. One of them was cutting sideways, trying to support the team that had lost its leader. The other three teams were in hot pursuit. From a distance, it looks like four cheetahs chasing an antelope, and the adjustment is very fast.

This gap that the Ice Star mercenaries have seized. But it's just a temporary foothold. For them, the opportunity is like a lifebuoy on the cusp of the waves, if they seize it, they may be able to survive, but if they can't grasp it, they can only watch their lives cut off!

And in such a situation. This black-haired youth has become the strongest combat force among them, and it is also the key to the entire breakthrough operation!

Originally, everyone thought that after he killed the Great Light Knight, he would take the lead in breaking the enemy and achieve a breakthrough. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he retreated.

Why?

Could it be that he was still counting on Yárvis, who was already seriously injured?

By the time this question had just crossed everyone's minds, Yalvis had already crashed headlong into the enemy group.

The spear, turning into a fiery dragon, stabbed on the shield of an oncoming thunderstorm mercenary. With a loud bang, the mercenary seemed to have been hit by a battering ram, his shield shattered, the battle ring collapsed, and the whole person flew upside down.

"Kill!"

Eight Ice Star mercenaries followed Jarvis, like tigers out of the gate!

The battlefield is chaotic.

Under the leadership of Yalvis, the Ice Star mercenaries were like a quick knife that cut through butter, deeply penetrating into the formation of the thunderstorm mercenaries. For a while, the sound of sword collision, roars, and screams came one after another, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

"Look, Jarvis!"

"How can he still have the strength? Didn't he already burn the source power just now?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Jarvis is like a tiger out of the cage, unstoppable. He rode a spear in his hand, stabbed, swept, smashed, picked. The momentum is strong and heavy, and the ferocity is unmatched. Several glorious knights who tried to stand in his way threw their armor under the light of his spear.

At the same time, Roy had also withdrawn from the tail of the formation of the Ice Star mercenaries.

Roy turned.

His black hair fluttered in the wind, and his long body stood still. The long sword in his hand has turned into a longbow at some point. The battle ring flew around him, a feathered arrow on the string, and his body exuded a cold murderous aura.

Behind him, the Ice Star mercenaries were breaking through with all their might. In front of him, wolves of pursuers had swarmed in. At the forefront is none other than Gna!

(To be continued......)