Chapter 1128: Madness (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

"Damn, it's a big trouble~!" Yinguang looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help but slap the door frame heavily, and scolded angrily in a low voice.

The Dark Knight, a dark magically modified creature of the undead.

They are made of living humans who have been tempered by dark spells.

Transforming from a human being to a Dark Knight is a painful process, as they lose some of their human instincts, such as fertility, in exchange for greater strength, speed, and even the ability to use some low-level dark magic, which is almost comparable to that of a knight of the same level.

However, their shortcomings are also quite significant.

After transforming into a dark knight, people's thoughts and temperaments will also change greatly.

The Dark Knight's mind will become simpler and simpler, and the more his temper will become, the more irritable he will become, and he will swing his sword and kill people whenever there is a situation.

Because of the extreme inhumanity, thousands of years ago, mages declared that the transformation of the Dark Knight was an impermissible forbidden spell, and together with the soul spells of the necromancers, it was not tolerated by the world.

But the advantage of the Dark Knights is that they are still conscious.

For necromancers, on the battlefield, dark mages who can understand orders and can flexibly carry out orders are much easier to use than cheap undead creatures such as skeleton zombies, so they are very popular with necromancers.

Unfortunately, transforming a Dark Knight is a complex process that only high-level dark mages and lichs can master.

On the battlefield of the thousand-year-old Avant-Garde Holy War, humanity has seen the power of the Dark Knight. On the battlefield. They are almost the strongest class of troops in the world.

And the highest rank of these dark knights is the undead knights, and their strength is extremely powerful, comparable to that of paladins.

The main reason why the goblin silver light recognized these barbarians in front of him as the Dark Knight was that the barbarians in front of him were all half-naked. shouted and fought, and was not afraid of the other party's sword at all, even if it was cut to Chapter 1128 of the madness (asking for a monthly ticket), it often only left a wound, and did not see how much blood flowed out.

This can only happen to the Dark Knights - their bodies are their best armor, and they are not afraid of the damage of their swords.

It's just that Yinguang wants to break through his goblin head stuffed with the smell of copper, and he can't figure out why it's in a remote corner of the far north of the continent. A group of Dark Knights will suddenly appear?

This group of Dark Knights must have appeared recently, and if they had been active, the Ruman Legion would not have been unaware, unless they had appeared after the snow had covered the mountain.

"This ...... This is not scientific~!" Goblin Yinguang thought for a long time. In the end, he could only sigh and mutter.

He couldn't figure out what was in this big ravine, with only ice and stones, worthy of the attention of the dark mages.

The Dark Knights appear in the south of Almohad, normally, if they appear in Maple Leaf Danlin or Ruman City. This is also normal.

But they appear here with the barbarians, and this is not normal.

At this time, the entire Hantheim tribe was already surrounded by barbarians.

The barbarians should have numbered no less than a thousand, and all of them were unusually brave. Not afraid of death. Under their frantic attack, the people of the Hanzeheim tribe could only retreat. In the end, I had to retreat to the vicinity of the big house.

The situation at the scene is becoming more and more critical, although the goblin Yinguang does not understand military affairs. But seeing the situation at the scene, I couldn't help but feel anxious for a while, and even considered whether to let my subordinates participate in the battle.

After all, the Dark Knight has always been cruel and easy to kill, once the Hanzeheim tribe is defeated. These people will be their next target to be slaughtered.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the battlefield.

"Oh roar roar~!"

The voice sounded like that of a wounded Hell Beast, full of rage. It resounded through the noisy battlefield and instantly reached everyone's ears.

Silver Light couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that in the midst of the crowd, under the bright moonlight, in the midst of the raging flames of war, a broad figure jumped and rushed up.

It is the Patriarch of Zeltan~!

In the midst of that roar, he had already raised his battle axe and rushed towards the barbarians on the other side like a raging wind.

I saw him roar as he swung his huge axe and smashed it at the barbarians on the other side.

The man hurriedly raised his mace to resist.

Immediately afterwards, a loud sound of 'dang' was heard.

With the power of the great axe, the mace in the barbarian's hand broke in two like a toothpick.

Before the barbarian could react. At this time, the giant axe had already smashed down with a huge inertia. It immediately smashed on his head.

Immediately, his head turned to pieces like a smashed watermelon.

Then his body fell like a stone tablet.

Patriarch Zeltan's success boosted the morale of his men, and when they found out that the enemy could be killed, they became less afraid.

In fact, the head is the Dark Knight's greatest weakness.

The warriors of Hampheim were not fools either, and when they saw the effect of the Patriarch's blow, they immediately followed suit and attacked the Dark Knight's head.

After defeating the dozen or so barbarians who rushed to the front, they immediately contained their frantic attack well and stabilized their position.

At this time, the Patriarch of Zeltan roared angrily, while running non-stop on the battlefield, intercepting the Dark Knight rushing in everywhere.

The huge plate axe in his hand swung in all directions, and even if it was slashed at the Dark Knight, it could cut a huge wound on their body, and the Dark Knight was crippled and incapacitated.

At this moment, as if they had heard some order, the naked barbarians suddenly turned around and gathered around the Patriarch of Zeltan, as if they wanted to deal with him first.

But Zeltan the Lion became more and more courageous - and the patriarchs of the barbarians were also raised in war from childhood.

He roared like thunder, and a plate axe in his hand picked up like a whirlwind. Even the Dark Knight struggled to get close, and if he got closer, he would be sliced through the middle by his battle axe.

With an axe in his hand, the Patriarch of Zeltan slashed one of the Dark Knight from the shoulder to the stomach.

The goblin smacked his tongue as he watched from behind, and for the first time he had seen a fierce warrior. Even the Dark Knight was no match for him.

Yinguang sighed secretly in his heart: It seems that the barbarians can resist the Ruman Empire for hundreds of years, and they do have real skills.

All of them were soldiers, men and women, who admired war, fought as a profession, worshipped the mightiest warriors, and were ashamed to die in their beds.

The barbarian worshipped the god Rohan was the god of battle.

If they can be unified into a complete country, with their strong combat effectiveness, they will definitely be able to gain a place on the mainland.

Presumably, Prime Minister Russell saw this. That's why the barbarians are the number one threat to the Ruman Empire, and they are desperate to kill them.

But the barbarians have such powerful warriors, but they are caught in endless infighting, so on. He was defeated in front of the Rumans, who were far inferior to them in bravery, but were relatively united and disciplined.

At this time, the Patriarch of Zeltan rose up, stabbed one of the enemies who rushed in two, and then tore off his own clothes. Hot sweat rose from his scarred body, and he raised his arms to the sky and roared.

"Rohan~!"

The voice was so loud that it echoed among the mountains: "Rohan, Rohan." Khan Khan Khan ......"

At this time, I saw that the muscles of the Patriarch of Zeltan instantly increased again. His hair stood on end, and his eyes glowed blood-red. Followed by. He roared again: "Rohan~!"

Immediately there was an echo in the mountains: "Rohan, Rohan, Khan Khan Khan......"

Goblin Silver Light opened his mouth wide, looked at the Zeltan Patriarch who suddenly became hideous and bloodthirsty, and blurted out: "Crazy, really crazy." ”

I didn't expect this Zertan patriarch, who was not tall, had a broad body, had a mouth of rotten teeth, and didn't seem to have any heart, to actually ...... It's actually a real berserker~!

Madness is a special instinct hidden in the blood of the orcs, and it is for this reason that these barbarians proudly call themselves the blood of gods.

Once this power is aroused, the berserker will burst out with terrifying combat power, and his body and strength will increase exponentially, tirelessly and painlessly, becoming an invincible warrior like a lawn mower on the battlefield.

Even heavily armored knights are slashed to pieces in front of the mad barbarian warriors.

Like an enraged bear, the Zeltan patriarch raised his battle axe and howled loudly to meet the dense blades.

He rushed into the crowd of the Dark Knight, slashing with his axe.

Everywhere he went, he swept away the weeds like a scythe, and all the enemies he killed fell to the ground - there was no Dark Knight who could take his axe hard.

The attackers who were fighting retreated one after another, and the pressure around them was suddenly relaxed.

At this time, under the influence of the Patriarch Zeltan, the warriors of Hanzeheim were also in high spirits and shouted loudly.

They raised their weapons and chanted the name of 'Rohan', their voices rising louder and louder, and their morale instantly soared.

After the blood of battle rushed to their heads, several more samurai howled like wolves at the silver moon in the sky, and then went berserk.

'Frenzy' is a pretty powerful skill. Enough for a low-tier archer to evolve into a heavily armed knight, sweeping away a qiē enemy in front of him.

For this reason, samurai who can go berserk are highly valued no matter where they are. But unfortunately, after years of research in magic and so on, it is not a skill that can be actively controlled by the user.

However, 'madness' can stimulate morale through guò, so that this violent temperament hidden in the blood can be induced.

Once there is a frenzy on the battlefield, there will be a cascade effect. It can even be a huge morale boost.

So at the beginning, Lorraine made up a research result that could use the Force to make warriors go berserk, and Edwood was immediately like a treasure.

At this time, under the leadership of those mad warriors, the warriors of Hanzeheim launched a counterattack, and the Dark Knight who killed retreated.

Even the goblin Silver Light couldn't help but praise loudly, admiring the courage of the barbarians. He said to himself, "***, I've done it." When you come back to smuggle self-employed, you must hire a few barbarians as bodyguards. ”

Just as the warriors of Hanzeheim were triumphant, there was a sudden silence in the night sky on the battlefield. But the clear cold snort reached everyone's ears.

The naked barbarian warriors shook at the same time, and suddenly became more desperate, no longer retreating, but resisting the counterattack of the Hanzeheim warriors like a reef.

The goblin silver light looked up in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a back like a big bird suspended in the bright night sky, dominating the sky above the battlefield.

"Black ...... Dark Mage~!" The goblin shrank his neck in fright, and his heart was dark.

The dark shadow in the air slowly descended to the ground, and he landed behind the battlering crowd, and shouted angrily, "A bunch of useless waste. Get out of here~!"

The naked barbarians standing in front of the dark mage immediately obediently moved out of the way, revealing the Zeltan patriarch who was in front of him.

Patriarch Zeltan raised the battle axe in his hand, pointed at the black-clad mage and laughed.

In his opinion, the skinny, weed-like little man opposite, he only needed an axe to shoot him from head to toe into a thin slice.

Patriarch Zeltan laughed maniacally. Picking up the battle axe in his hand, he rushed towards the dark mage.

The goblin silver light was so anxious that he shouted loudly in the back: "Stupid, don't go, he's a mage~!"

Unfortunately, the distance was too far for Patriarch Zeltan to hear the goblin's reminder at all. He took two steps to reach the dark mage, raised his oversized axe and smashed it against the top of the dark mage's head.

This move of the Patriarch of Zeltan has smashed weak enemies into meatloaf countless times. He waited to see the scene of the villain being smashed on the other side.

Listening to the wind whistling down from the tomahawk, the dark mage let out a sneer. Said contemptuously: "Reckless." ”

Raising his arm slightly, the Patriarch of Zeltan suddenly maintained the posture of holding the axe high and remained motionless, as if he had been frozen.

Then the dark mage waved his hand, and the Patriarch of Zeltan, who was still unstoppable in the frenzy just now, fell limply to the ground as if he had lost all his bones.

The dark mage glanced down at the Celtan patriarch on the ground, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you are useful, I would have kept you until now." ”

The barbarians behind the Patriarch of Zeltan were shocked and angry when they saw their patriarch fall in front of the Dark Man, and roared and rushed towards the Man in Black.

The goblins were secretly anxious, and jumped to their feet and scolded: "A bunch of fools, even throw your axes out." Who will protect me when you die? ”

Seeing the barbarian howling angrily towards him, the dark mage was not in a hurry, grabbed a bag, took out a handful of powder from it, chanted a spell in his mouth, raised his hand and scattered, the powder flew out of his hand, turned into a billowing smoke, spread ahead, and shrouded the barbarians of Hanzeheim in smoke.

There was a loud coughing sound from the smoke, but it soon died down.

The smoke diffused became fainter and fainter, and the goblin silver light saw that the barbarian, who was still fighting hard just now, lay on the ground after the smoke passed, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The barbarians on both sides retreated in horror when they saw the strange smoke, they were not afraid of close combat, but they were afraid of all kinds of strange mages of the mages.

With their pure melee combat, they are already very aggrieved when they encounter a long-range mage, and they will often be chased and beaten by others, and they will instinctively retreat when they see the mage.

The goblin screamed badly, and it seemed that Handzeheim was gone.

He retracted the door and anxiously looked around the room, looking for a place to hide or hide.

But the barbarian building is very simple, with stone walls, topped with wooden beams, paved with thatch, and the whole space is clear at a glance.

The retinue brought by the silver light looked more frightened than he was, and the regiment shivered in the corner.

"I can't expect these people to rush out with me. The goblin Silver scolded angrily, and then said to them, "Run for your life." ”

At this time, he couldn't take care of them, and then Yinguang hurriedly ran indoors.

Outside the house, the dark mage's angry voice was heard: "You fools, wood-headed, idiots, bastards, let me waste precious materials. Catch them for me, remember to live,"

With the loss of the Zeltan patriarch and a large number of warriors, the dark mages kept attacking behind the battle, and the morale of the remaining Handzeheim tribes collapsed in an instant.

They retreated to the house, and although some of the samurai persisted in the fight, they were soon besieged and knocked to the ground.

The goblin silverlight ran back into the inner room, pulled all the furs, furniture, bottles and cans in the room to the ground, and used them to build a pile of debris as if it had just been ransacked, and then the goblin quickly burrowed into the clutter pile, covering itself completely with fur.

As soon as the people who came in saw this situation, they knew that this place had been boarded first, and there was a good chance that they would turn around and leave.

The goblin held his breath, holding his beating heart, anxiously waiting.

Outside, there were the shouts and screams of the fighting, and after a while the screams stopped, followed by the loud cries of women and children outside.

A shout in a hoarse voice in the middle of the order made the people of Hanzeheim obediently walk out of the room, and the goblin guessed that it was the voice of the Dark Knight.

The shouting and scolding continued for a long time, and the outside of the house was completely silent.

Goblin Yinguang breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart: Thank you for the survival tricks handed down by the older generation.

This is the sound of Da Da suddenly remembered nearby, as if it was footsteps, the footsteps gradually became clearer, getting closer and closer to themselves, the goblin's heart suddenly rose to his throat again, the silver light held his breath, he didn't even dare to breathe, and he didn't move in the pile of furs.

Footsteps stopped near him.

Silver Light felt as if time had frozen, and her heart beat loudly and involuntarily.

Then there was a sneer, and the goblin's eyes suddenly lit up, and his fur to cover himself was ripped off, and a miserable white bone staff was aimed at his head, and the silver light frightened his brain was blank, and he stared stupidly at the black-robed man opposite.

The dark mage holding the staff of white bones was surprised, "Hell, a goblin?"

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