Chapter 115, fierce battle, sixth-level wind blade
The thumb-sized rhizome that glowed red immediately grew a tentacle-like rhizome when it landed on the corpse of the newly deceased high-level source knight, extending from one corpse to the next, and soon, the three knight corpses comparable to magical materials were crawling all over the network of rhizomes like blood vessels, and the bright yellow shoots that grew from the corpses quickly grew tall and turned red, and those corpses finally disappeared like rotten things that fell in the forest and were covered by dead leaves, and reduced to dust.
The young shoots gradually became delicate, and the tentacles of the devil with teeth and claws quickly crawled towards the corpse of the Tazan family's guards......
Vera looked to the top of the mountain.
If you can see a person, you can shoot it......
Thinking of this, she immediately began to chant the incantation, her fingers and spiritual power synchronously drew an esoteric shape, and as the awkward magic spell was completed little by little, the surrounding magical elements were quickly filled into the law model that her hands were constantly drawing.
"The rising sun, the eternal ancestor, the son of the earth, give me strength."
"Plants and trees are empowered, strangled!"
As the words fell, the emerald killing vines that stretched throughout the convoy came alive again, letting go of the dead corpses that were entwined with each other into three huge tentacles, which shot straight like ropes and arrows towards the only carriage behind the convoy.
The source knight of the Guardian Regiment struggled to slash at the tentacle, and the cyan fighting spirit shone, but he still couldn't stop the vine that was endowed with witchcraft from stabbing the car, and then was blocked by the opponent's talisman charm.
The carriage shattered, but the man was unscathed.
Well?
There are two wizards?
In the middle of the carriage, on each of the two dark gold treasure chests sat an old priest, their faces were old, their backs were rickety, and their original pure white priestly robes were also washed and yellowed, looking like ordinary old men who were about to die.
But the calmness and calmness in their cloudy eyes told everyone that they were anything but extraordinary, not to mention that the Eye of the Storm Talisman in front of the two of them showed their identities.
"Damn, two talents!" William cursed in a low voice, and his heart suddenly became weak. Gifted wizards guarded by a team of knights are much more terrifying than the big knights, and if nothing else, they are planted this time.
"Herman, what do you say?"
Is it to retreat or to continue fighting?
After a little thought, Herman was unwilling to retreat, his hole cards and the team's ambush had not yet been exhausted, and it was absolutely impossible to let such a large sum of wealth slip away, and immediately asked: "If Vera and I deal with the wizard, can you hold out until we have our hands free?" ”
The two squads originally consisted of twenty people, six Source Knights were killed by the Manticore, fourteen Vortex Knights were killed in two charges, and there were two high-level Source Knights, three Intermediate Source Knights, and ten high-level Vortex Knights.
And the eighth squad has not yet been reduced, excluding him, there are still eight people left. Among them, there is only one high-level source knight, Barron, and the rest are junior source knights, and the difference in strength is not large.
William and Barron looked at each other, and seeing Barron smiling and nodding, William gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I can barely hold a reciter." "He's confident in the power of the Dance of the Blades, and he's obviously good at using guns, and as long as he doesn't give them a distance, he won't have a chance to show his fighting skills.
"Okay, when the other party's magic is over, you will take my place immediately." Herman Road.
As the words fell, the hurricane, which had lasted for nearly a minute, finally stopped, and the two sides returned to the fair track.
In another confrontation, Herman and the others stood still and the other party rushed out.
The two brothers also heard the words of the other party, and the two reciters sneered, gritted their back molars and looked at the team members word by word: "Did you hear what that person said?" He's going to cross us and assassinate the two adults. What do you think he needs to do? ”
The knights, dressed in silver moon armor and cloak stained with blood, said in unison, "Step over the corpses we are waiting for." ”
"Good." The reciter nodded in satisfaction and asked, "But is this possible?" ”
"No way!"
"Then charge and kill them all."
Even if the number of people is reduced, the formation is still neat, and one by one the knights leaned down, holding the reins in one hand and the alloy silver spear in the other, and roared towards the knights.
"Be careful, each of you."
Herman rushed forward first.
In the face of cavalry charges, all they could do was charge. Victory or defeat between cavalry is often determined by charging one charge after another, even if the fighting spirit used by the Resusciator Guardian Regiment in each charge is difficult to resist, as long as they block it, they have a chance to slash at each other.
The two sides lined up, Herman faced one of the two major reciters, hidden under the other's handsome face was the piercing killing intent, and the silver spear wrapped around his waist was even more blue, as long as he couldn't dodge this shot, he was destined to hate on the spot, let alone assassinate the wizard.
Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters......
Barrier-Breaker.
The silver dragon reappears.
The light is blinding.
But even with tears streaming from his eyes, Herman didn't blink, he stared at the tip of the gun, and when it was about to reach his chest, he suddenly turned to the side, and swung his sword in his right hand simultaneously, stabbing at the opponent.
However, this sword is not very powerful, and the opposite rider can even block it with his bare hand protected by bracers.
Herman thought that as soon as this charge was over, he would go straight to the two wizards, so he would not waste his efforts here.
The red-maned horse and the white horse knight passed by with his master, and this time no one could help anyone. But when it opens up again, the situation will be rewritten.
Just as Herman didn't look back and rushed towards the two wizards who were chanting incantations, a silver spear stabbed from behind.
Back to the carbine!
The knight on the white horse held the tail of the gun with one hand, pulled the barrel horizontally with the other, suddenly got up and twisted his waist, and suddenly exerted force with both hands, and used his inertia to shoot the gun behind him again......
Herman only felt like a pinprick in the back of his neck, and his heart was beating wildly. I didn't want to jump off the horse to escape, but I didn't want the magic of the two old wizards to be completed.
Hundreds of cyan wheels condensed behind them, and the wheel seemed to have an invisible silk thread hanging from it, but as long as you looked closer, you would know that this was a wheel, and this was clearly a static phantom produced by the rapid rotation of a transparent cyan scimitar, and the scimitar rotated so fast that even the space was cut into a crack like a black line......
"Go!"
The two wizards fired their wind blades at the same time as the reciter turned around and unleashed their guns, targeting the entire Eighth Squad, who had just rushed in front of the two wizards, just in time for the blow.
Under the high-speed movement, there is no other way but to jump, but those wind blades are dense, giving them a feeling that there is no way to escape.
This is the highest magic that a gifted wizard can master, the famous sixth-level wind blade technique, each wind blade is equivalent to Barron's C-level fighting technique finishing technique Splitting Sky Slash, with the ability to cut through space, even the earth knight may not be able to prevent it.
This is also the reason why the two sides have been fighting for so long, and the opposing wizard has not moved since he first cast a fourth-level storm fury.
This sixth-level magic alone was enough to consume ninety percent of their spiritual power.
In addition to the long hours of chanting spells and filling in magical elements, they were also waiting for the moment when the Knights rushed over.
There are not a few people who use the return carbine, and there are many people in the eighth squad who can dodge this move.
But those who can dodge the return pistol and the sixth-level wind blade at the same time can be counted on one hand.
Faintly, Herman seemed to hear an exclamation, but there was no trace of it.
What he didn't notice was that a gray light was about to condense but suddenly shattered, as if it had never appeared.
Before he had time to think about it, Herman turned over and took out a ball of light and slapped it on his chest, and as the fighting spirit in his body broke, a mysterious black armor completely enveloped him in an instant.
Wind Eagle Armor,
weapon abilities,
Wind Switch, Activate!
The young knight's body speed suddenly increased by more than ten times, and the whole person turned into a phantom.
In this state, he no longer cares about the horse gun behind him, and jumps directly from the horse, the huge force and inertia directly make the horse he sits on unable to bear the crash to the ground, and also let him step forward dozens of meters away in the air, and the shot will naturally pierce the air, and the knight on horseback can only be unwilling to go away.
Taking advantage of the suspension of his body, he injected his fighting energy into the tenacious fist glove, and when the surface of the fist glove ignited a faint flame, the boy began to punch continuously, and the black lightning-like fist hit the air, as if hitting an invisible copper wall, the fist condensed but did not disperse, leaving a faint fist mark in the air, and soon, an illusory wall composed of black fist marks was formed in front of him.
Powered by weapon abilities, Tempest Punch is not only faster, but also more powerful.
That wall of fist prints, the gaze can no longer penetrate.
"Come here!"
He let out a loud shout.
Hearing this, the members of the eighth squad did not hesitate to pounce on their backs and hide behind the wall of fist prints that Herman had shattered in the storm.
The Reciter could only watch as they dodged the deadly magic, and the sudden appearance of Herman's armor and ghostly form conjured up a term in his mind, a knightly treasure he had fantasized about day and night.
Elite Armor!
Weapon abilities, how is this possible?
Why does he, a Source Knight, have such a thing?
Bang bang bang.
Before he could finish his shock, the raindrop-like cyan wheel had already hit Herman's wall of fist prints, like the sharpest cutter hitting the hardest material, and like the most terrifying bomb meeting the strongest blast wall, before the cutting and explosion were over, no one knew who would win in the end.
After a stalemate of ten seconds, the C-level fighting technique was still inferior to the sixth-level magic.
The black wall exploded, and although half of the cyan wheel was lost as a result, half of it was still shot at the crowd.
But Vera had already expected this situation, and within ten seconds of Herman's safety for everyone, the vines she controlled pulled everyone into the safety of the dense forest, but unfortunately the horses were not spared.
The terrifying cyan wheel sank into the dirt and exploded as it lost control, shattering the entire stretch of the road, along with the surrounding goods and horses.
But Herman passed under the wall of fist prints and rushed towards the two gifted ones a second before Vera's vines could hold him.
"Damn it!"
The face of the knight of the Guardian Regiment who turned around changed wildly, and he couldn't care about the hundreds of wind blades still stalemate in the air, and he didn't hesitate to lead people to rush back.
"Brothers, stop them."
Barron raised his long knife and raised his arm, smiling and running towards the Guardian Mission, followed by seven people behind him.
Even after losing their horses, they were still cavalry......