The bloody battle soon began, and because the pilgrims were full of fear of Delacro and Natsuhiko, the two who charged ahead were "taken care of", and more than a dozen enemies surrounded the two separately, and the remaining enemies rushed towards the ten guards and the other three. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the fierce battle, the Ten Guards still played with the enemy with their own methods, stepping on the body of the pilgrim and jumping into the air, creating an opportunity for Mo Cha and Polislawi to kill the enemy, this time there were enough enemies, Mo Tea and White also had the opportunity to show their strength, only to see the two of them with a gun and a knife, ignoring the dozens of enemies in front of them as nothing, calmly waving the weapons in their hands to kill the enemies one by one, and finally the Ten Guards executed all the enemies who fell to the ground with the rain of flying needles falling from the sky.

As for Delacro, he had leveled several of his enemies and rushed out of the encirclement, but unfortunately he rushed into the depths of the camp, causing more than a dozen men to rush at him, and he was once again surrounded by a group.

"Midnight Striker...... Blood Cross!"

The nightmarish swordsmanship was unleashed by the short sword in Delacro's hand, and an image of a blood cross appeared in his swinging trajectory, and the enemies who were touched by the two red phantoms were slashed open in the chest, bleeding to death. The moment he defeated several enemies, he plunged his sword into the ground and performed another killing move.

"Midnight Striker...... Showers!"

This move was the decisive blow for him, the moment the sword body entered the ground, countless sword shadows condensed with energy rose from the ground, and the pilgrims who were stabbed by the phantom sword fell down one after another, and all the remaining enemies were leveled with one blow. Not far behind him, a survivor locked onto him with a crossbow, and as the bolt was about to fire, a long sword stabbed the pilgrim in the chest from behind. Delacro turned around and found that it was Jamila, whom he had just met, who had saved him......

Jamila drew her sword back from the pilgrim's chest, gasping for breath, apparently killing her enemies with her sword was a challenge to her heart.

"We meet again, Mr. Delacro. ”

"Thank you for saving me, Jamila!!!"

A pilgrim raised a scythe behind her, and Delacro immediately threw his own dagger, followed by the flying dagger in an instant, and the moment the dagger pierced the pilgrim's wrist, Delacro took Jamila's hand and stabbed backwards, causing the sword of loyalty in her hand to pierce the target's chest.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional......" It was only after a while that Delacro realized that he had behaved inappropriately and hurriedly let go of Jamila's hand.

"It's nothing, I have to thank you for saving me~" Jamila didn't seem to mind, just handed back the Sword of Loyalty to Delacro.

Puzzled, Delacro looked at the sword and then into Jamila's eyes, and asked, "Why did you give it back to me now?"

Jamila took the ordinary dagger from Delacro's hand, gave him the scabbard of the Sword of Loyalty, and replied, "This sword is too noble, only noble knights are worthy to use it, and I only need an ordinary sword." ”

"Well, in that case, this battle will be left to me, and all you have to do is protect yourself!"

Since his position was a little far away from his teammates, after explaining everything, Delacro quickly returned to the battlefield with his sword, and Jamila stood in place silently watching his back, while praying for him in her heart.

On the battlefield on the other side, Xia Yan calmly swung his sword to slash the enemy in front of him, and suddenly a powerful shock wave struck, and the dark cultists who fought against Xia Yan were all shattered at the moment they touched, leaving only the blood mist remaining in the air. This powerful killing move did not affect Maitreya Natsuhiko, which made him very confused in his heart, and he thought: Who is this attack? Why can't he feel the source of power, only a shocking murderous aura and a strong sense of provocation......

Before he could figure it out, Delacro passed by him and praised him for his achievements, although Natsuhiko didn't figure out what had just happened, but there was no time to delay at this time, he and Delacro rushed side by side to the location of the others.

After a bloody battle, the mercenaries wiped out a large number of enemies and forced the last two remaining cultists to the fire. Under the reflection of the blazing fire, the corpses everywhere and the five mercenaries with their hands stained with blood in front of them had left an eternal nightmare in their hearts.

"Now you can say, what is the reason for you to do such a terrible thing?" Delacro asked early to prevent the cultist Jedi from fighting back.

"We have passed the test of blood and fire, and under the protection of the great dark god, we will not bow down to any heretic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Delacro stabbed the man in the chest with a sword, and kicked him into the fire in front of him, and the pilgrim who was set on fire tried to escape from the flames, but the flying needles of the Ten Guards nailed his limbs to the wooden frame of the fire until he was burned alive in the screams.

"Now that he has been baptized with blood and fire, it seems that your so-called dark god is not so 'great', tell us the true purpose of all this!......" He glanced at the Ten Guards, and several flying needles immediately pierced the pilgrim's feet, forcing him into the fire step by step.

In the face of impending death, the only thing believers can rely on is their faith, and the cultist still refuses to budge, but threatens: "You can't escape, the great dark god Medius is coming, and we are willing to pay our own flesh and blood for this great moment." ”

Although Natsuhiko was used to this situation, a consciousness in the dark made him feel an unprecedented crisis and warned his teammates around him.

"It's that feeling again, everybody stand back!!"

Just as he had predicted, a massive shock wave struck from the side a few seconds later, destroying the last believer along with the fire behind him, leaving nothing but blood smoke and ethereal soot in the air.

This time, thanks to Xia Yan's warning, otherwise everyone would not escape the same fate as the pilgrim. Xia Yan, who was nine dead, immediately got up from the ground and looked in the direction where the shockwave appeared, under the illumination of the moonlight, there were three horseback figures standing on the high ground, as if they were three knights, one of the more eye-catching people was holding a spear with a tombstone-like blade in his hand, and the other was carrying a longbow, as if the shockwave just now came from the hand of one of these people......

"White! Tristan, shoot two arrows in front of the horse's hooves as a warning!" With Delacro's order, Mo Cha and White immediately changed their bows and arrows, and shot two arrows at the place where the three knights were, but the arrows were shot down in the middle of the flight, and it could be seen from the movement of the figure in the distance that one of them drew his bow and shot two arrows at the same time. And they seemed to have lost interest, and all their figures were shrouded in black air, slowly disappearing into the moonlight......

The mysterious disappearance of the mysterious figure has taken everyone by surprise, but now they are not worried about this, but about how many surviving refugees are left in this hidden place, because Jamila has rescued many homeless people from nearby caves, but her family is nowhere to be seen.

"Do you know where the Valheites are now? they're my family......" she asked the refugees beside her.

After questioning countless refugees, a young woman shook her head regretfully and said to her: "You're late, the Valheites are ...... in the afternoon." Now only the little boy is still alive, locked up in the hut over there......"

"Mom!!Daddy...... How can this be, this is not true......" Jamila, who had learned the bad news, fell to her knees weakly and began to cry loudly, completely unable to believe all this.

As a gentleman, Delacro helped Jamila up and comforted him with kind words: "It's not something you can change, Ling Zun and Ling Tang have gone to a better place, you should be happy for them." From today on, you can also treat us as your own relatives and fight together against these cultists to avenge your parents. ”

Jamila wiped away her tears, shaved off a strand of her hair with her sword, and explained to Delacro, "I don't fight for revenge, I just want the others to be spared." ”

After a while, Mo Mocha kicked open the door of a thatched hut on the hillside, brought out a blonde boy of fifteen or sixteen years old from the house, handed him into the hands of Jamila, and asked with concern: "This boy is your relative, he was lucky to escape, and he was not injured." ”

Although the boy was very sad, he insisted on not shedding a single tear, and he sobbed and said to his sister: "Sister, our parents were burned to death by these infidels, but we survived, this is the favor of God, you must do something!"

Jamila took him into her arms, patted him on the back, and comforted, "I already know...... Eric, we need to be strong, and in order to protect more people from this, we still have to go back to our old wandering life, learn more knowledge, and fight evil like these warriors......"

"Why don't you come with us? at least one more ...... to rely on," Delacro said worriedly, hoping that Jamila would accompany them.

Jamila got up from the ground, curtsied to Delacro, and replied: "Thank you for your kindness, but we also have our own goals, maybe we will meet on a trip......"

"See you later...... Valiant knight......" Jamila also did not wish to part, and she took Eric's hand and walked towards the exit of the valley, and from time to time she glanced back at Delacro, and once again shed tears.

"Go ahead, this is your last chance. Mo Cha, who had been very jealous, suddenly changed his mind and suggested that Delacro come forward to send his blessings.

Running out of a better way, he rushed forward and handed the Sword of Loyalty to Jamila again, confessing, "I think you'll need this, it's my blessing......"

Delacro guessed that Jamila would not take the sword, but Eric took it from Jamila at this point and said to himself, "Thank you, Mr. Knight. I don't think my sister will accept it, can you give it to me?"

"Hopefully you'll be better suited to it than I am. Remember, this is a symbol of honor, a reward for a knight's absolute loyalty and valor. Delacro agreed, nodded slightly, and formally entrusted the sword to young Eric.

"Thank you, I will step on my own path of strength, and this sword will accompany me all the way!"

After Erik confidently finished speaking, he turned to leave, and Jamila saluted Delacro again, and said, "Brother, he has caused you trouble, I hope to bear more, we have to leave, may your road ahead be unimpeded......"

In this way, Jamila and Eric departed together, and for a short time there was only the sound of burning wood in the valley, until a slight aria was heard in the distance: "I swear to be kind to the weak... I swear to fight bravely against ****, I swear to fight all wrong......"

Everyone knew in their hearts that Calradia was now facing a catastrophe, and the only good thing here now was the "Knight's Creed" that echoed in their ears......