The old priest's face froze with indescribable shock, and he slowly lowered his head, looking at the extra dark blade on his chest at some point, and then raised his head again, looking at the charming and bewitching face that suddenly appeared in front of him in amazement.

The female knight is extremely beautiful, and has a strange atmosphere, and her misty eyes seem to stay forever at the moment of hand-to-hand battle with her lover. And at this moment, she was almost attached to the old god's body, and the distance between her two faces was less than ten centimeters. The old priest could even feel the hot, fragrant breath of her face.

He lowered his head with difficulty, and apart from the deep, white furrow on the knight's chest, and almost all exposed, the most striking thing was her hands, which were clenched on the hilt of the dagger.

The short sword completely sank into the old priest's chest, the wound barely expanded, and even a trace of blood oozed out, but the tip of the sword was still in front of the chest just now, and now it was replaced by the hilt in front. As for when it changed, I didn't feel it at all, let alone see it clearly.

The old priest could not utter a word, and at this moment the dagger cut through his spine, but not his heart, and life still throbbed his chest vigorously.

The female knight suddenly smiled, but because of her excessive beauty, her smile also had a strange and wild charm. She suddenly put her left hand on the old priest's heart, and suddenly exerted her strength, and her entire left hand broke into the old priest's chest! Then, she withdrew her left hand, holding a heart that was still beating violently in her palm!

The old priest opened his mouth wide, his eyes looking at the sky, and his eyes gradually drifted. The female knight stretched out the ** that was as bright as blood and took a hard ** bite in his face, and then raised the old priest's heart to her mouth, clicked, and bit off a piece with great crispness, and chewed it.

After only a few chews, she frowned, spurted out the minced meat and blood with a thud, and cursed: "Stinky!"

Then he raised his left hand, and the bitten heart flew high. It also burned with a faint fire, drawing a faint trail in the air. A strong wind blew, and the manticore was already swept through the air, swallowing its heart in one gulp, and then fell into the midst of the soldiers who were still struggling to resist, and fell to the ground. It squinted its eyes slightly, and its huge mouth couldn't help but move, as if that negligible heart was a delicacy that was not available in the world. Underneath it was several soldiers who had been knocked down, and from the limbs that were exposed and only occasionally twitched, they could not survive.

It was only then that the old priest's body slowly leaned back and fell to the ground with a thud.

The female knight took out a white handkerchief out of nowhere and carefully wiped the blood from her left hand armor. The battle around her was still fierce, but for her, the battle was over. Sure enough, the morale of the soldiers of the original plane who had lost the support of the Divine Officer Corps had plummeted, and the effect of all the divine blessings had completely disappeared, and the combat effectiveness had dropped by more than three percent. At this time, more than a dozen black-armored knights poured out of the portal, and the line of plane warriors finally collapsed, and the fierce battle turned into a one-sided slaughter, and there were even signs of rout on the edge.

The female knight finally wiped off her hand armor, and wiped off the remaining flesh and blood stains on her mouth. However, although the blood stains on the corners of her lips were wiped away, her lips were still red as if they were dripping blood.

She glanced at the corpse of the old priest whose eyes still refused to close, her face was disgusted that she couldn't hide, she took a bite fiercely, and said, "They are all fifteenth-level priests, but the taste is still so bad! The old guys really can't do it, they still have to find something tender and delicious to eat!"

At this time, the battle was over, and the fierce black-armored knights, with the cooperation of the two great magicians, had slaughtered all the warriors, even the warriors who wanted to escape on the edge of the battlefield could not run a few steps.

The leader of the black-armored knights, who was nearly three meters tall, came to the female knight's side again, and his body was almost bent to ninety degrees, barely as tall as the female knight, and asked extremely respectfully: "My lord, all the enemies have been killed, and nine of our men have been killed in battle, and now there are seventy-one people." What else do you command?"

The female knight slowly looked around the battlefield. As far as the eye could see, there were more than six hundred corpses lying horizontally, more than half of which were scattered around the black-armored knights and xenomorph horses who had died in battle. The black-armored knights, and even their mounts, fought back with great pre-dying counter-attacks. The battlefield was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the blood still flowed from under the corpses, dyeing almost the entire battlefield red.

She took a deep breath of blood, closed her eyes, and showed an intoxicated expression of great enjoyment, and only murmured for a long time: "No matter where you are, the smell of blood will always be so good!"

The leader of the black-armored knights laughed like a beast and said, "Of course!"

The female knight opened her eyes, glanced at the old priest again, and said, "The fifteenth-level priest was actually dispatched, which can be regarded as a bloody investment for this plane whose strength is limited to eighteenth." It's a pity that when I meet my Hinkrell, it's useless to have a few more such guys. Alright, call everyone, clean up the battlefield in ten minutes, and then let's go and see what the people in the base are doing, why our portal is in such a hellish place, and it is ambushed!"

After giving the order, Hinkrell walked towards the giant xenomorph manticore lion he was riding, and said coldly, "I hope that a few smelly people can be found in the base! If they can make me comfortable enough tonight, I will consider sparing this group of waste." ”

The leader of the black-armored knights smiled low again and said, "It looks like we'll be able to see more blood tonight!"

Sinclair said viciously, "Don't fuck sweep the old lady's fun!"

The leader of the black-armored knights trembled slightly, and immediately stopped talking.

If Norland's nobles are present, they will not only recognize Sinclair, one of the Schumpeter family's double flowers, but also Schumpeter's most elite combat force, the Bear Knight.

The Bear Rider is a specially bred xenomorph from a knight to a war horse, with a personal baseline combat power of at least level 12 or above, and each knight's standard equipment is three builds. The Schumpeter family has been in service for hundreds of years, and there are only one hundred and fifty active town bear knights, and Sinclair brought more than half of them at one time, which can be said to be a lot of blood. It also shows Schumpeter's sincerity in preserving his family's position in that small circle. If Sinclair's trip to the plane had gone awry, it would have been almost predictable that the Schumpeter family would have been cleared of the floating island.

Hinkre, who was just in his early twenties, had fifteen levels of combat power. But her personal combat power is not her most eye-catching, and it is only on the battlefield that Sinclair's weird and ruthless style can be fully brought into play. If it weren't for the sudden rise of Elliejie in Akmund like a comet, she might have been the most brilliant female general of the Holy Alliance.

A secondary plane with a power limit of only one level, with Sinclair, two fourteenth-level archmages, a bear knight, and an outpost to respond, this power is enough to be used as a seed for dimensional conquest. In fact, the biggest contribution of the Schumpeter family is the cost of transmitting this team.

However, in the Infinite Plane, anything can happen.

Half an hour later, Sinclair stopped in front of the base, his face pale.

: Accidentally it's three watches again, and it's worth the cake