"Your Excellency the knight named Hyde, you can attack it. Remember, the lives of your comrades are in your hands, and as long as you can hurt me or survive in three rounds, I will let your companions go, use all your skills, and let me see what kind of power the gods of the false god Mirmidia have!"

The green-haired Knight of the Chosen of Chaos shook his spear at Hyde and took on a striking stance. A contemptuous smile on his handsome face gave Hyde a sense of underestimated anger, and he felt that the enemy was deliberately provoking his pride.

"Don't underestimate me, you slave of chaos!"

Hyde's voice was as fast as his movements, and he clamped his horse between his legs, and the flat-ended spear slashed at the green-haired Chaos Knight like lightning. He unreservedly burst out the power of the Divine Favor, and the glittering Holy Seal dragged a gorgeous tail of light behind him, like a fiery meteor. He felt an infinite amount of power gather on the tip of the spear, eager to pierce the Chosen One of Chaos in one fell swoop.

But the handsome Chosen One of Chaos didn't ride his horse against Hyde, he just stood still with his quietly flat-ended spear, like a frozen statue. This made the Gores twitch slightly, but the Chaos Dancer named Lesya smiled without any nervousness, and this smile made the human knights nervous with confidence and charm.

"You really don't understand what kind of strength my dear master has!"

It was the proud voice of the blue-haired ponytailed girl, who gently flicked her hair scattered in the wind. At the same time, the outcome of the first round was decided in an instant!

The distance between the two was not far away, and Hyde's speed was very fast, and almost in an instant, Hyde's flashing spear tip entered the distance of the Chaos Knight's two steps, and it seemed that he was about to knock down the Chaos Chosen One. But the green-haired Chaos Knight seemed to be stunned, and there was no indication of any shooting at all. However, this is just a misunderstanding!

Lines of dark purple and pink light burst out of the body of the Chaos Chosen One, instantly forming the emblem of the Slaanesh God Seal of Emblem, exuding allure and dazzling brilliance. The knight's men and horses seemed to soar in this brilliance, which made Hyde's attack stagnant. Almost at the same time, the knight flashed gracefully, sideways to avoid Hyde's spear, and then his right hand suddenly exerted force, and the brass and steel Chaos spear rushed out with flashing runes like a pit viper, perfectly avoiding Hyde's defense, and directly stabbed the blonde knight's breastplate, and suddenly made a huge sound of gold and iron, and then purple colored light and red blood splashed together!

The force of the spear blow was so great that it threw Hyde off his horse, threw him to the ground, slid three or four steps, and fell to the ground with a puff of dust and smoke. His white horse let out a frightened wail and ran away to the side, and the green-haired Chaos Knight smiled, raised his spear, and made a triumphant gesture. The Gores immediately cheered, and Marshall hurried to ride his horse, jumped off his horse to pick up Hyde, and called his name loudly, but Hyde was motionless, and his head hung weakly, as if he could not do it.

"O Divine Servant of the False Gods, it seems that you have too little experience in warfare, and you still don't know how to use your power, which is a pity, and I haven't finished it yet. ”

The handsome Chosen One of Chaos smiled triumphantly, he expressed his feelings in an elegant and slightly sentimental voice, the brilliant Slaanesh seal swirling behind him, and a few drops of blood slowly flowed down the body of the slender spear covered with runes, exuding heat. The entire battlefield seemed to freeze, and an incredible silence enveloped everyone, even the Gores fell silent.

"Warriors of the False Gods, I now fulfill my promise to give you the glorious opportunity to follow the Most High God. If you cherish this noble opportunity, then please lay down your weapons, jump off your horses, and come reverently. Not only can you keep your precious lives, but you can also be servants and warriors of the Most High God, and this is my gracious gift, do you hear?"

Tiggal the Chosen of Chaos stretched out his hand, and a cloud of purple smoke rose up, and several glittering female bodies with graceful curves danced seductively among the clouds, making all kinds of seductive poses, quickly growing larger in the wind, with a seductive aroma and strange sweetness.

"The Supreme God of Beauty is also the Lord of the Chaos High Heavens, she will satisfy the hearts of every warrior with her vast divine grace, and she will bestow upon her loyal warriors with merciful beauty and **! Come, warriors of the Southlands, abandon your false and useless false gods, and become loyal servants of Lord Salis! Your bravery has proved that you have the opportunity to enjoy divine grace, do not waste it all!"

The green-haired Chaos Knight smiled and expounded the teachings of Salis in a condescending manner, his elegant voice striking at the hearts of the riders. The eyes of the two musketeers with poor concentration began to become dazed, and their bodies trembled, as if their hearts had been shaken and they were about to surrender.

"Shameless Chaos, I will not give in to you even if I die! I will avenge the brave Lord Hyde!"

A crisp voice abruptly interrupted the Chaos Chosen One's seduction. Surprisingly, the owner of this voice was the girl in the squire armor. At the same time as the voice, she instigated her steed and raised her sword to charge at the mighty Chaos Knight without hesitation. The brave girl bit her lip tightly, strands of black hair fluttering under her helmet, her big eyes almost bursting with tears, and her slender body shook violently with anger and excitement.

"My dear master, please don't kill her!

This was the voice of the Chaos Dancer Lesya, a beautiful girl with a blue ponytail who stretched out her hand anxiously, looking surprised that the girl dared to hit a stone with an egg. Indeed, for the powerful Chaos Chosen Knight, who kills the Divine Favor in one blow, a small squire girl is really too worthless, almost an ant-like existence. If this self-indulgence angers the Chosen One, it will indeed be a tragic end.

"My little kitten, you can rest assured that I will not kill young girls, especially beautiful and brave girls. They are the beloved beings of my lord, Miss Rosali, and I will let them follow the path of the Most High God. ”

The handsome Chaos Knight smiled and turned in reply to Lesya, completely ignoring the angry girl, exposing his entire back to her as if he hadn't seen it.

"Thank you, my merciful master, and I am sure she will be a good companion to us. ”

The beautiful Chaos Dancer smiled sweetly, and she bowed her smooth bare back in salute to her master. Almost at the same time, two warhorses struck the Chaos Knight in splendid armor, spears and swords slashing at his green-haired head with the wind, the maiden in squire armor and her mortally wounded master, Edelman. After not holding the girl, the seriously injured middle-aged knight Rick actually tried his best to kill his horse, and it was really shocking that a knight would work so hard for his attendants to such an extent!

"What I hate the most is boring guys who spoil the game. ”

The green-haired Chaos Knight's brow furrowed, and along with his voice was a purple blood-rain sword rainbow. The Chosen One struck like lightning, and he gracefully avoided the spears and swords that came at him, severing the spears and flying the swords with a single blow, and slashing the middle-aged knight into the dust with a single slash, and dropping the spear with the other, snatched the maiden in squire armor from her horse, and pressed her slender body to his saddle.

"Lord Edelman!"

The black-haired girl let out a cry of pain, and the girl's voice was so poignant, as if the dearest loved one had passed away, echoing in the cold autumn night, tearing people's hearts. Her helmet had fallen off, revealing her black hair, and tears were streaming down her big bright eyes. She struggled violently, trying to break free from the hands of the Chosen of Chaos, but the hand was like a steel tong that kept her free, and the middle-aged Rick Knight lay quietly a few steps away, the bright red blood flowing, had gathered into a small pool of hot water, but the broken spear was still clenched tightly in his hand, and the black-haired girl called his name one after another, but he remained motionless as if he could not hear it, only the blood-stained Sigmar Holy Cross on his breastplate glittered in the moonlight.

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