When Charon was heading towards the center of the palace, the others started a battle with the fog elves, but the misty palace was very large, and everyone was teleported to different areas, so it was difficult to meet other students at first, and the basic conditions for cooperating with each other were only achieved in the deep area of the palace.

An old student took off his hospital uniform, changed into a gray and white robe similar to his surroundings, restrained his breath, and quietly and cautiously moved forward along the building.

As soon as he spotted a fog elf, he would immediately enter the house and appear in the other direction of the house, avoiding the impending battle. Even if he doesn't have time to dodge, he is a burst of power, cleanly tackling the other party, and leaving the battlefield before the other fog elves around him arrive.

It's not that he's cowardly, but the deeper he goes into the palace, the stronger the fog elves he encounters, if he wastes too much power on the periphery, he can't pass the trial at all, and only by measuring the savings can he have a glimmer of hope to get the gift of the knight king, as a knight, it is a great honor!

There are many veteran students like this, who are moving forward steadily, and at the same time leaving strength for the future battles. However, there are exceptions, such as the leaders of the four major factions, the peak knight level can use every bit of strength very accurately, in the realm of swordsmanship, they are also the leaders of their generation, with just a few peripheral fog elves, and how much trouble can they bring.

"Boom!" The ground shook violently, the fog elf was trampled on the ground by a black iron boot, the body was constantly shattered by the vibration force from the boots, the brown fighting spirit flashed, and the source stone inside the elf's body was shattered in an instant, the knight pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and said contemptuously: "So weak, I don't even have the qualifications to let me use the sword, in this palace, the only people who can fight with me are probably the elf king, and those four people." One day, I want the whole continent to remember the strongest knight, Caesar!"

At the same time, as if sensing the battle intent from his opponent, Howell cut the fog elf in half with a single sword, and Don Quixote and Kasia in the other two directions also easily slashed the fog elf and converged towards the depths of the palace.

Contrary to these people are Diana and others, who are struggling to move forward, and this performance is most in line with the newcomers of previous years. Whether it is strength or experience, they can't compare with the old students, and it takes too long to find the weaknesses of the fog elves, but instead provokes more sieges from the fog elves, or they are difficult to defeat, or they flee in embarrassment.

When Tinny found the weakness of the fog elves, he was already slightly injured, his clothes were stained red with blood, and four new fog elves appeared, so he had to fight and retreat. He has a strong sense of self-esteem, and instead of hiding in the house, he kills two of them, only to encounter a new attack on the way.

It took all his strength to get out of the encirclement of the seven-headed mist elves, and the dried blood and pale face showed that he was not in a very good state. In this state of weakness, the faint anxiety in his heart made him panic, scurrying around, and plunging headlong into another street.

"Whew! Tini breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to wipe the sweat off his forehead, when he suddenly froze, and a fog elf appeared in his sight of more than ten meters, and at a cursory glance, there were at least more than twenty of them, but these fog elves had their backs to him, and they didn't care about his arrival, as if they were facing a more important enemy.

A mist elf suddenly flew upside down and landed heavily at Tinny's feet, the whole one shattered into seven or eight pieces, and a fist-sized source stone rolled out, shattering into thousands of pieces as it moved. Tinny let the sweat slip down, and a chill came out of his back, what was the monster that could deal with the fog elves so easily.

The thick white mist rolled, the majestic aura rose into the sky, and the air became heavy, a feeling that sounded familiar to Tinny, and it was the same when that guy defeated Kupaolo a few days ago, making people unable to lift their swords and have no courage to continue fighting.

The person surrounded by the fog elves was Charon, and at this time his condition was even more serious than Tinny's, his whole robe had been dyed dark red, and the symbol of the Red Cross could no longer be found on his back, but the momentum on his body was not half decadent, but like a volcano about to erupt, the crazy accumulation was expanding.

A line of blood crossed his face, he reached out to wipe it away, overusing his strength, and his body after being strengthened by the promotion was a little unbearable, but it was this dangerous and nervous feeling that made him feel very excited, and the blood that flowed out was also hot.

When the fog elf approached Charon again, he stepped out, the ground cracked, and the fighting energy on his body surged again, but the fluctuation was very weak, to say that he still had most of the fighting energy, but there were still many opponents, and he had to save a little use, so he used his body strength plus sword momentum, and then used the least fighting energy to kill.

The strong wind flashed, Charon rushed to attack in front of the fog elves, the sword momentum was like a heavy stone falling from the sky, delaying the elves' actions, and the black sword that was swung was like a galloping lightning, cutting off the unavoidable fog thorns, and then a sword penetrated into the body of a fog elf.

Every muscle on Charon's body and the vibration power of the fighting qi were perfectly transmitted into the body of the fog elf, knocking it into the air, and under this high-frequency vibration power, no matter how deep the source stone was hidden, it could not escape the fate of being crushed.

The sudden appearance of Tinny was naturally noticed by Charon, but he didn't say hello, and the most important thing now was to enjoy the battle in front of him.

The blue light in the eyes of the fog elves flickered frequently, as they have low-level intelligence, they can clearly know the danger of the enemy, but as the guardians of the fog palace, they cannot go against the meaning of their existence - destroy all invaders!

"Roar!" all the fog spirits went berserk, the internal source stone worked at a high load, and a large area of white mist around it was absorbed into the body, and the size continued to increase, and finally doubled in size, the condensed body was harder than the iron stone, even if the consequences of doing so would lead to their own destruction, but they were willing to destroy this intruder.

"That's right, it should be like this, so that I didn't waste half a circle around the outside to lead you here. "Charon holds a sword with both hands, in his knightly training career, once he uses his hands, it means to go all out, he often does this when he is at the squire level, and after becoming a knight, he does not need to do this because he uses the Black Ring to participate in higher-level battles, this feeling is not for a long time.

Charon didn't want to save anything anymore, the remaining fighting energy was mobilized, and he participated in the body's actions in an orderly manner, as if in response to his needs, and the body also accelerated to produce fighting energy, which continued to converge into the battle sequence, "Come on, my enemies, let me be stronger faster!"

The furious fog elves rushed over, the stones on the flat ground rumbled and shattered, and the buildings next to them were just rubbed and collapsed, and everything was as fragile as paper in front of the furious fog elves.

There was not just one, but more than twenty of them, and it was impossible to imagine how to fight against them, and Tinny could barely hold his sword. The white fog in this area was absorbed, and he could see the whole scene, and it was this that caused this negative emotion.

Suddenly a loud roar woke him up, and when he looked closely, it was Charon's whole person like an arrow from the string, head-on towards the group of fog elves, this picture had a kind of oppressive shock, constantly impacting Tiny's heart, "This is the unparalleled Del, but this momentum, even the leaders of the four major factions may not be able to match." ”

Just when Tinny sighed, Charon had already collided with the fog elves at the front, and the chapter of the battle was played!