Kabilo smiled dismally, "If we continue to fight, we may all die, what's the point of bringing back these dead comrades, only if you survive, can you avenge the dead comrades." ”

"But—" the adjutant was about to say something, but seeing Carbilo's resolute and stern eyes, the knight suddenly stood up straight, "and swear to obey your orders." ”

Cabilo patted the adjutant on the shoulder, took off his helmet, and handed it to the knight, "You take my helmet back and give it to Your Highness, seeing it, Your Highness will naturally understand my decision." ”

The adjutant's body trembled, and his hands, which had killed countless witches without the slightest throbbing, trembled at this moment and hugged Kabilo's helmet, and his voice was choked: "Of course..."

The moment he took the helmet, he already understood that the old knight had made a decision to die.

Cabilo was unwilling to bear the shame of not being able to bring the remains of his comrades home alive, and he had to wash away this shame with his own blood.

The Dragonlancers slowly retreated, retreating into the wilderness.

Kabilo slowly walked out from the back of the battle formation and looked at the barbarian warriors in the center of the battlefield.

The barbarian standing in the middle of dozens of corpses had all his clothes torn and a few more gaps in his tomahawk, but his whole body was unscathed, which was a very incredible thing.

In this continent, there is no high-ranking knight who can be unharmed under the siege of nearly a hundred soldiers of the North Wind Legion.

The fire of battle burned more and more in the depths of the barbarian's eyes, and his skin was wrapped in a faint white light, and it was this thin curtain of light that blocked the sword aura and sharp blades of the dragon lance warriors for him, and gave him endless combat power.

[Favor of Titans], the top bloodline of the barbarians.

"Barbarian, your opponent is me. Cabilo said in a deep voice. "To continue the pursuit, step over my corpse. ”

The barbarian laughed, "You old fellow, do you want to use your life to stop me Blaze from achieving the achievement of 100 people?" Okay, I will fulfill you, but give you a hint, even if you are fearlessly sent to death, the more than eighty people behind you will not be able to escape." ”

"Who the hell are you? You can see that you are a barbarian with noble blood, why do you want to work for the Wu Clan?"

Blaze lazily waved his battle axe, "How can there be so many whys?, I'm a mercenary, and those old guys in the Holy Spirit Court have given me benefits, and I'll do my life for them, that's all..."

Blaze's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed, "I've always hated you dragon lancers, and many of my people died at the hands of your dynasty's dragon knights, and this reason alone is enough for me to make a move." ”

Kabilo no longer asked, but slowly raised his sword, shame to be washed away with blood, hatred is the same, it is useless to say more.

The long sword swung and the flaming sword shot like a red match, setting off a blazing wind that enveloped Blaze's body.

However, under the powerful magical resistance given to the host by [Titan's Favor], Kabilo's flaming sword qi quickly extinguished like a flame falling into the water.

Blaze walked unhurriedly, within the protection of the Titanlight, all external energies would be repelled, and even the frost battle axe given to him by the royal court would not be effective.

"Being able to cultivate the power of flames to this level is barely worth seeing. "But, compared to the guys I've met, you're far from the power. ”

On the chariot, the sacrificial body that had been sleeping with his eyes closed trembled for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes became as blue as the sea.

He glanced at the sky, and the originally gloomy sky instantly turned into a bottomless azure, like a mirror reflecting the sea.

Did his eyes reflect the heavens, or did the sky become his eyes?

No one knows the answer.

Majestic magical power poured out of the sacrificial body, and the magic circle flowing with blood under his feet instantly turned into a blue lake.

If the magic of the previous sacrifice was only equivalent to a small lake, now his magic is already a deep sea.

He waved lightly, and a pale blue ripple swept across.

In the distance, the drakemen who were rapidly retreating felt their bodies stiffen at the same time, and their lower bodies were frozen in blue crystals.

【Crystal Coffin】

"What's going on?" said the adjutant in a trembling voice, but a cloud of blue light flashed before his eyes, sealing his body in crystal and turning it into a living human sculpture.

Countless arcanists would be dumbfounded when they saw this scene happening in the wasteland, and the fact that they could use a defensive arcane as a control spell shows the profundity of this sacrificial demonic control.

Shocked and furious, Kabilo swung out a red sword aura, and the violent flames swept towards the royal court sacrifice on the chariot.

The priest stepped down from the chariot and waved his hand without looking.

Sparks shone in all directions, and the red light hit the magic wall that appeared out of thin air, dissipating in the violent energy shock, and the wall did not move.

Kabilo was desperate, judging from the previous spell casting, the magic power of this sacrifice had far exceeded his imagination, and was even close to the level of a mage, even if his strength was increased tenfold, how could he defeat such a terrible mage?

The priest walked leisurely on the land of the wasteland, and his gestures were full of majesty, and he was judged to be like two people.

His gaze swept over the faces of the dragon lance warriors imprisoned by the crystal, savoring the expressions of unwillingness, shock, anger, and despair on the knights' faces.

"Your Excellency, are you going to kill them?" said Blaze, waving his battle axe, his tone extremely deferential.

The Wu soldiers standing behind them looked calm, and as soon as the priest gave the order, they would rush over.

"There's no point in slaughtering a bunch of small fish that have caught a net, and it even costs a lot of fun. The priest said in a brisk tone, his voice became as soft as water, extremely good, with a bit of innocence and curiosity, completely different from the voice of the old man just now.

"Our real goal is to use them as bait to catch the young sea dragon behind us. ”

"Bring them back to the royal court. "The priest gave instructions.

The Wiccan soldiers who received the order raised their weapons and walked towards the dragon lance warriors who were bound by the [Crystal Coffin].

Kabilo's heart sank, but he resolutely strode forward, stopping alone in front of the marching Wu army, holding his sword alone, and the picture looked extremely tragic.

"Are you going to stop us?" the priest looked earnestly at the old knight standing in front of him, "you're alone?"

"I said that if you want to kill my comrades, you must first step over my corpse. The old knight's eyes were resolute, and he did not see the slightest wavering, only the determination to die generously.

"The power of fate is irresistible. The priest shook his head and said, "Your death will not save them from their fate, and will only bring you destruction." ”

The old knight held his head high, without a helmet on his head, and his hair fluttered in the autumn wind, but he couldn't hide the arrogance in his eyes, "The people of the dragon lance can be destroyed, but they must not be defeated. ”

The sacrificial hand rubbed the staff, and the blue eyes were as deep as the sea, "This is a famous quote from the Nibelungen, but unfortunately, even a legend like him can't defeat the vagaries of people's hearts in the end, this is his fate, and so do you." ”

"Little Blaze, give this dragon lance warrior a good time! The royal court priest said, no longer looking at Kabilo, holding the staff behind him, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Blaze grinned and strode over to the old knight, "I admire your determination, old fellow, but you're really going to die. ”

The tomahawk was raised heavily, colliding with the sword.

With a loud thunderous sound, red flashes flashed, and the long sword that had followed Kabilo for more than ten years in the military burst into a dazzling flame, which was then shattered by the great force of the Titan bloodline inheritor, turning into countless iron filings.

The old knight, with his arms dislocated, fell to the ground, blood foaming from his mouth, wetting the ground in front of him.

In just one round, he was defeated.

With the blessing of [Titan Favor], Blaze has even surpassed ordinary Sanctuary powerhouses in terms of strength.

Losing to such an opponent is not a shame for the twenty-year-old knight.

It's just that I'm still very unwilling!

The old knight gritted his teeth, his vision blurred and blurred, and the pain was so intense that he almost fainted, but he still held on, staring at the slow-walking Blaze.

Death is at hand.

"Accept the fate of destruction. Blaze smirked, and the tomahawk poured out a rich killing intendent.

Just as the barbarian leader was about to cut off the sharp axe in his hand, a sharp stinging sensation penetrated into his eyebrows, and the muscles of his whole body tensed with vigilance.

This feeling...

The blood flow in Blaze's body accelerated, and an unprecedented sense of crisis gripped his internal organs, and for the first time in his life, the mercenary leader of [Titan's Favor] actually smelled death from the wind.

The wind died down suddenly.

A powerful force descended on the wasteland, and the sound of the rope came from the dirt, and countless small beasts lurking in the bottom of the wasteland trembled into the depths of the earth, escaping the powerful being.

The Wu soldiers who were moving forward involuntarily stopped, their faces expressionless in the past, and at this moment, their faces actually showed a rare timidity.

Blaze's hand holding the tomahawk froze in the air, and he didn't fall for a long time, his eyes looked at the figure that was slowly approaching in the distance, and his eyes surged with a frenzy that he had never seen before, and his thick and strong arms trembled, I don't know if it was because of excitement or fear.

Even at the martial arts conference that gathered all the elite knights of the Holy Empire, he had never felt this way.

This real sense of oppression is something Blaze has never experienced in his life, it is the coercion at the blood level.

Even Roland Austin and Constantine couldn't make Blaze have the experience he has now.

The thought of being able to fight that man next made the mercenary leader tremble, unable to control the joy in his heart.

The moment he sensed this coercion, Cabillo, who was about to faint because of blood loss and pain, raised his head suddenly, his vision suddenly cleared, and he looked at the figure coming from a distance, and there was an urge to burst into tears.

Along with this figure, there was a crisp and moving voice, extremely arrogant and confident.

"With me here, the Legion of the North Wind will never be defeated, let alone destroyed, even if it is against fate or gods. ”

Hearing this, the priest opened his eyes and knew that the prey he was waiting for had finally appeared.

He inserted his staff in front of him and bowed slightly, greeting the oppressive figure, the owner of the oldest and most powerful bloodline on the continent.

The royal court's sacrificial expression was calm and unhurried, and the sound of the soft water turned into a bell and spread over the wasteland.

"I, the current High Priest of the Wic, Salin Bernoulli, on behalf of the entire Court of the Holy Spirit, welcome you to the wilderness, Your Highness Venerable Kayan. ”