Chapter 8: Mid-Rank Knights

"Master, those stupid villagers are ahead. "Talia leads the way.

Kalo, who was suspended in mid-air, sniffed lightly and said lightly, "Talia, it seems that someone has already helped us." ”

Talia was stunned as she saw a well-trained cavalry slowly marching out of the village in an elegant carriage.

The spear in the hand of the head knight pierced a dying old man.

Talia fell silent, and Carlo could clearly feel her gloomy mood.

"Who is that, your enemy?" asked Carlo with interest.

Talia nodded and spoke, "And my father." ”

As Talia finished speaking, a wave of magic power came from her, and she hurriedly recited a few awkward syllables, and a crimson fireball appeared in front of her, and then flew quickly towards the knight.

The knight's senses were very keen, and the moment the fireball flew in, the spear swept away, and the old John on the gun suddenly became a meat shield.

Old John, who was already on his deathbed, let out a howl of pain, and his body shrouded in flames writhed wildly, but soon stopped moving, and in a moment turned into charcoal.

The knight's sharp gaze was fixed on Taria, and he shook his spear, and Old John's dried body was torn apart and fell to the ground to ashes.

"You killed your father with your own hands, woman. A playful voice came from inside the carriage, and the baron's fat body leaned out, and when he saw Carlo behind Taria, his eyes the size of mung beans shrank suddenly, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Great knight?!"

"No!" Roth, the captain of the Baron's knights, said sullenly, "It's just magic." ”

The baron breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes became disdainful again: "So you little apprentice witch still has a comrade?!

Talia ignored the baron's words, but muttered in a low voice, "Poor father, may you perish forever in hell, and disasters and pains will haunt you for the rest of your life..."

Talia became a believer in the abyss, and this sentence is the best tribute to Old John.

As Talia's master, Carlo knew that the fireball technique was actually aimed at Old John. Talia didn't want him to suffer in the world, so she sent him to hell with her own hands.

What a sad and funny story, Carlo sighed softly.

"Rot, kill that dwarf. Witch, I want to live. The baron gave orders to his most powerful men.

The knight captain replied sullenly, the tip of the spear in his hand glowing faintly white, which was the symbol of a mid-rank knight.

With a smug smile on the baron's face, Roth has always been his biggest hole card.

That's an existence that has cultivated a fighting spirit, and it is impossible for an ordinary earl to have a servant of this strength. It was also by chance that he saved the life of the shipwrecked Roth to get his allegiance.

What strength will a fellow apprentice witch have, the low level is amazing. At the high level, the nimble knight always has an advantage over the fragile wizard, and he can't wait to see a feast of slaughtering wizards.

Talia is indeed very talented, and Carlo has only been teaching her demonic magic for so many moments, and she has already been able to use several of them.

"Curses. ”

A gray light emitted from Taria's hand and fell on Rot's body, and his body jerked, and the horse under his crotch let out a wail and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

But the white light on his body flashed, but it instantly lifted the negative effects of the curse spell, and his speed did not decrease, and the spear turned into a silver-gray lightning bolt and stabbed straight at Taria's face.

Talia's ugly and distorted face didn't show a hint of panic, but calmly began to prepare for the next spell, but it was obvious that she had no time to cast it, but even if she did, it was unlikely to have much effect on Rot, and it was undoubtedly an idiotic act to die.

Talia is certainly not an idiot, she is waiting for her master, a purebred demon from the abyss to strike. She knew there was no way Carlo would watch her die.

"Talia, stand back. ”

A faint voice rang in Taria's ears, and Talia immediately stopped chanting the spell and quickly took two steps back.

Roth's spear immediately spun in one direction and stabbed at Carlo.

But in the next moment, Roth's spear seemed to be stuck in a muddy swamp, and its speed instantly dropped to turtle speed, making it difficult to move an inch.

It's not that the resistance in the air becomes greater, but that the force of Roth decreases.

"Weakness" and "Gravity".

With the advantage of being a natural demon, Carlo doesn't need to recite that lengthy spell, he only needs to move his little finger, and it is more than ten times more powerful than Talia.

Roth's power was instantly weakened to the point where it was not even as good as an ordinary person.

Carlo stretched out his white right hand, easily snatched the riding gun from Roth's hand, and pressed it into his heart inch by inch, piercing his body.

"High. Senior, wizard.." There was a look of disbelief in Rot's eyes, and then he quickly turned into ashes, and his soul turned into a thick gray gas that burrowed through Carlo's mouth and nose.

The Infernal Flame has grown a little stronger, with experience plus 15 and evil plus 150.

Carlo was in a happy mood and explained in a rare way: "I'm not high-level, I'm only middle-level, but I'm not a wizard, I'm a demon." ”

It's a pity that Roth can't hear it anymore.

This series of fights took place in the blink of an eye, and before the baron could react, the most powerful knight under his command was dead, and he did not even make a decent resistance, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"Up, give it all to me, kill them. The baron cried out in horror, and then quickly shoved his bloated body back into the carriage.

What followed, of course, was a one-sided slaughter.

Instead of using magic, Carlo picked up Roth's riding spear and practiced the power of his demonic martial arts. The effect is surprisingly good, and the fighting skills that the Abyss Demon has integrated from the battle with thousands of races are far more sophisticated than the martial arts that have been passed down in this low-level plane.

The cavalry and dozens of heavily armed guards were as fragile as paper in Carlo's hands, unable to even escape, and after a moment they were all experience and evil points.

As for the baron who lived to the end. He peed his pants in fright, and Carlo covered his nose to avoid it, then watched as Talia skinned him and burned it for three hours.

Poor fat man, that fat body is the source of sin. Carlo sighed in his heart.

"Master, where are we going next?" As the entire village was reduced to ashes in a sea of fire, there was an inexplicable change in Talia.

If there was still an inch in her heart that had not been invaded by darkness before, then now she has completely thrown herself into the embrace of the abyss, without reservation.

Carlo was very satisfied with her change, and said with a smile: "Find a place with more people and continue to kill." ”