The racial talents possessed by Navia's Warcraft are more or less related to magic, which is more thoroughly reflected in the high-level Warcraft.

Like the well-known dragons, their racial talent dragon magic has reached the point of being classified as a separate magic.

However, as one of the few magical beasts that can compete with dragons, the Winged Lion's racial talent goes against the grain.

If we think of the dragon as a mage in peerless armor, then the Winged Lion can be understood as a warrior with a peerless weapon.

The Winged Lion's racial talent is called Sharpness, and as the name suggests, its effect is to make the Winged Lion have sharper claws and sharp teeth, making it invincible.

Legend has it that the winged lion's minions can even tear through a dragon's body with ease...

- "Navia Warcraft Encyclopedia"

Although Kaye grew up playing with Augustine, this was the first time he had seen Augustine fight with all his might.

In the battles that Kaye had witnessed in Augustine's battles, most of the enemies were not of the same level as him, and it was difficult to have a joint commander under Augustine's claws.

Even opponents of the same level, with the strength of the pinnacle of level 9 and the innate advantage of being a winged lion, rarely encounter tricky enemies.

This time, though, he seemed to be in trouble. Ella Young's strength is clearly beyond the level 9 range, and Augustine can't take advantage of it when attacking.

But it may be because he has just stepped into level 10, and the black knight doesn't seem to be able to fully grasp the power after the advancement.

At the same time, Ira Young seems to be very jealous of Augustine's sharp minions, and has to avoid encountering the lion's claws when attacking, so the options for attacking are much smaller.

So for a while, the scene was quite equal.

The long-term inability to attack made Augustine's heart more and more impatient, originally thinking that the destruction of the weapon would greatly reduce Ella Young's strength, but the Black Knight directly used brute force to wield the heavy sword as an iron bar.

Ella Young's hard-hitting style of play made Augustine feel indescribable, and every time he was hit by a black heavy sword, it felt like a mountain was pressed down.

Augustine knew that it would be even worse for him to drag it out like this. It leaped to its feet and pounced on Ella Young with a fit to win.

In its mind, no matter how non-human Ella Young was, it was impossible to compete with the Winged Lion's physical strength.

However, this blow hit the black knight's hand, and Ella Young turned his heavy sword around, holding it upside down with both hands, and the blade of the sword pulled hard from left to right on the neck of his warhorse.

Suddenly, the horse's blood spurted out, and Ella Young stretched out her hand in the void and waved it in Augustine's direction, closing the five fingers with only white bones in turn towards the palm.

The blood spewed out by the war horse was frozen in the air, and then they swam towards Augustine as if they had suddenly come to life.

Augustine also jumped up in the air and had no way to dodge, and in the face of this sudden change, he had no choice but to watch as the "red silk" wrapped around his neck and limbs.

Augustine struggled to break free, but the blood gathered by Ella Young's sorcery was like a solid chain. The more Augustine tried to break free, the tighter they stood, and they buckled deeply into Augustine's flesh, imprinting the blood marks of the debut.

Seeing that the battle situation was changing suddenly and Augustine was in crisis, Kaye hurriedly rushed forward at full speed.

On the other side, Ira Young also stepped over the corpse of the war horse and walked towards Augustine step by step, he stretched out his right hand to meet Augustine's purple eyes, as if he wanted to start with the fragile eyes and pierce Augustin's head.

At the last moment, Kaye activated the magic circle on Charlotte, and the dazzling light image around the sword body gave Charlotte two green wings.

In an instant, Kaye's speed of rushing forward increased several times, only to see a green afterimage flashing, and Ella Young's right hand, which was only left with white bones, was cut off by Zigan.

"Whoa!" said Ella Young, a beastly roar that smoked from Charlotte's severed wrist as if it were burning.

The Elven Oak has an innate restraint against undead and demonic creatures, which is a big reason why Charlotte was able to survive during the First Abyssal Tribulation.

It is said that the wounds of demons and the undead wounded by Charlotte will never heal, and the forces that protect nature will continue to torment their sinful bodies until death.

Now Ella Young fully experienced this feeling, and under the excruciating pain, he could no longer maintain his spells, and Augustine suddenly lost his restraints and fell to the ground.

Enraged, Augustine ignored his wounds, rolled over and crawled up, striking at Ella Young with lightning claws.

As the next heir of the Winged Lion Clan, when did Augustine suffer such a big loss, the anger that rushed to the sky had made it completely lose its mind, and there was only one thought left in his heart: to tear apart the black knight in front of him.

In the face of Augustine's menacing attack, Ella Young did not hesitate to avoid it. But just as he wanted to dodge, a faint flash of lightning suddenly appeared around his body.

Suddenly, the black knight felt as if his body was paralyzed, and he couldn't move. Then, the sensation of a sharp object piercing into the body.

Ella Young fell straight down, although his body had gradually turned into an undead, after all, he had not yet been able to completely transform into a skeleton-like existence, and the destruction of his body functions still caused him great damage.

Ella Young, who fell to the ground, stared at the sky in a daze, and the starlight in the sky made his eyes a little intoxicated.

Once upon a time, I was lying on the empty grass like this, blowing the cool evening breeze of summer, watching the stars twinkle and decorate the night sky.

From time to time, a meteor crosses by, closes his eyes, makes a wish, looks sideways at the side, where there is the most beautiful face in his heart...

The pain from her body brought Ella Young's thoughts back to reality, and the last trace of frenzy in the Black Knight's eyes slowly dissipated, becoming sad and vicissitudes.

At this time, Ira Young looked like a terminally ill old man, lying quietly, waiting to reach the end of his fate.

"Your Highness, would you like to hear my story?"

Sensing the anticipation in Ella Young's tone, Kaye hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"I was born in Harrington, a town in the northern part of the Empire, because of its proximity to Nomatik, where children loved to stand on a high ground and take in the prairie scenery.

My parents died of a rare disease when I was young, so the people around me were somewhat alienated from me, afraid that I would also have this disease, and that I would pass it on to them.

However, it was in this kind of life that made me feel gloomy, and the presence of two people brought the light back to me.

Optimistic, kind Catherine and righteous Barton, they are the most important people in my life and the people who changed my life.

Barton was my best brother, he was always on my side and went out of his way to help me.

He would chase after the children who mocked me for not having parents, and he would starve himself silently, but always come to me with good food.

He would always pat me on the shoulder and say, 'When I become a knight, no one will dare to bully you again.'" ’

As for Catherine, to me, she is the sunshine of my life.

Catherine is always active, she is compassionate, she is willing to help those in need, she is like a joyful elf, with her smile to infect everyone around her.

She always told me not to lose hope in life, we should use our eyes to seek, to discover the good things in life, instead of being blinded by the things that make us lose and dwell on the sadness of the past. ”

With that, Ella Young coughed heavily, her voice getting weaker. But his eyes became more and more intense, and he wanted to bloom all the remaining brilliance of his life at this moment.

"Your Highness, you should also know that everyone who becomes a knight has a reason to support his faith.

For me, I just, I don't want to disappoint Catherine, I want to be what she likes, and I want everything I do, to make her happy.

She likes people with a sense of chivalry, so I want to be a knight.

The decades that followed were like a dream, and I was fortunate enough to be a knight and to be with Catherine. People look up to me and don't think I'm carrying the plague anymore.

My strength grew steadily, and when I was promoted to Knight Lord, I was transferred to the Duchy of Rune as a new Knight Instructor.

However, the only fly in the ointment of all this happiness is that Barton was not able to become a knight.

After reaching level 3 knight squire, his strength could no longer be improved, and he had no way to condense his fighting qi into his body, that is, he did not have the strength of Oude.

From that point on, Barton changed, he became reticent and no longer as confident as he used to be.

At the time, I didn't notice any of this, and even if I did, I only thought it might be a change after maturity.

When Catherine and I were about to go to the Duchy of Lune, because we were reluctant to part with Barton, and because we thought that maybe Barton could have a better development in the big city, I proposed to let Barton go to Lune with us.

At my repeated invitations, Barton finally agreed. But I never imagined that this was the beginning of the nightmare.

After arriving in Lune, Barton did not find a suitable job for him, on the contrary, his self-confidence was completely shattered by repeated setbacks.

Decadent, he indulges in the dark side behind the luxury of the big city, and he hangs out in gambling establishments.

After losing all the money that his parents in his hometown brought him, he started borrowing money from me.

I was furious when I first heard that he was gambling, but when I looked at him standing silently with his head bowed, and thought of the confident man when I was young, he patted me on the shoulder and told me that he wanted to be a knight, and I couldn't say words of condemnation.

After Barton repeatedly assured me that there would be no next time, I lent him the money.

Perhaps from this point on, I have slackened off my duties as a knight. In the face of my best friend, I forgot the knight's motto: once you give the demon of greed a chance, it will grow until it consumes you completely.

It wasn't long before Barton came to me again to borrow money, and more and more often.

He always told me that there would be no next time, and I always thought about giving him another chance and believing in him again. Catherine reminded me that I wasn't helping Barton, but what could I do? Watch Barton be taken as a slave or even killed by the casinos?

I thought it would be like this, but the seeds of sin don't just pass away quietly, they just quietly brew and sprout, absorb any negative emotions in human nature, and wait for the day when they will blossom and bear fruit.

Finally, when I came home from a training mission, all I saw was Catherine lying in a pool of blood and Barton on her knees crying and her hands covered in blood.

It turned out that Barton had come to me to borrow money that day, and it just so happened that I hadn't arrived home yet. Catherine righteously rejected him, saying that this was not what he should be, that he had degenerated into a vampire.

The negative emotions that had accumulated for a long time exploded at this moment, and Barton became angry and stabbed Catherine with a dagger of self-defense...

Barton cried and begged me to forgive him, but I couldn't hear anything. When I came to my senses, I found that Barton had lost his breath forever.

I avenged the woman I loved, and at the same time lost my best brother. I don't know why fate always plays with me like this, the most important people in my life have left me, and my hands are stained with the blood of those closest to me, which can no longer be washed away.

I could no longer hold on to the knightly sword that I once held myself proud of, I was in agony every day and night, I grieved for the loss of my beloved, I felt guilty for killing my best brother.

Eventually, I went mad in this inexplicable cycle, I turned my back on the knightly faith, and it was only through constant killing that I could feel my presence.

I live and desire to be stronger, even as a skeleton, just so that one day, I can take revenge on the goddess of fate.

Hehe, I didn't wake up until I was defeated by you just now, everything is just my wishful thinking. How do mortals fight against fate?

Catherine, I don't want to see me like this. But we'll never see each other again. I'm going to hell, and Catherine, it must be in heaven. ”

Crystal teardrops slipped from the corners of Ella Young's eyes, and the Black Knight's eyes became a little misty. He slowly opened his left hand and stretched it out to the sky, as if he wanted to take something very important into his arms.

It's true... It's true... I really want to... Hug you one more time...

Ella Young's hand hung limply, and the light in her eyes was silent.

Kaye listened quietly to Ira Young's words as she accompanied the Black Knight through the last leg of his life.

Under the starlight, the young blonde king and his winged lion companion bowed their heads in silence, both thinking the same question: what if the same thing happened to them?

However, fate, before the moment comes, who will know?

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