After incarnating as a Nightmare Knight, the vision is very strange.

Anything you look at will add an extra layer of pale green filter.

And now, Hardy looked at the four legions and saw that all of them had turned into green villains.

Some are dark, some are light, and some don't even change color.

The darker the green, the more they fear themselves.

Hardy looked around, and had locked on the 'greenest' enemy legion.

Dense barrage of arrows landed on him and were bounced aside.

As the strongest special hero-level class in the Demon Realm, no one dares to question the combat effectiveness of Nightmare Knight on the battlefield.

It is almost impossible for an ordinary person's arrows to tear through the magical armor of the Nightmare Knight.

After waiting for a while, I heard a captain in the back say, "Your Excellency Hadi, you have formed a sharp formation. ”

Hardy nodded, his right hand raised slightly, and the long knight's spear stood up.

As if following his movements, all the white-armored knights also stood up with their spears.

In an instant, the snow gun is like a forest.

Then, Hardy's spear was flattened, and the first one rushed out.

Giant Nightmare Knight, with iron hooves running, with a roaring sound.

The Knights don't need to shout slogans when they charge, they will follow as long as the boss moves.

Therefore, when the black tip runs, the triangular snow field behind also moves.

More than 600 heavy cavalry were running at the same time, the earth was shaking, and they charged down from the heights, and it was an avalanche.

Hardy rushed to the front, in the state of Nightmare Knight, his eyesight was very good, even from a distance of dozens of meters, he could see the sweat on the enemy's face.

He chose the regiment with the strongest green aura and charged over.

It is also the most numerous regiments.

Hadi really didn't expect that the royal family's Praetorian Guard was actually the weakest.

The distance of fifty meters, accelerated by the mount, was crossed in less than four seconds, and the enemy in the front row was only about twenty meters away from him.

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves shook the earth, and the enemy watched like a torrent, and the pikemen in the front row looked terrified.

It was also at this time that Hardy unfolded his aura of fear.

This ability to directly act on the enemy's mental level immediately collapsed the soldiers who were already too scared to do anything.

In their eyes, the black knight, who was as huge as the height of the city gate, exuded the darkness of death all over his body, and his red eyes rushed towards him.

Many pikemen screamed, threw down their spears, and fled for their lives.

And this also makes a 'gap' ahead.

Hardy adjusted the direction of the charge in time, and with the cavalry regiment, plunged headlong into this gap.

In the moment of the close encounter with the enemy, there were more than a dozen spears of about three meters, which were pressed against Hardy's body, and several on the head and front of Nightmare.

But...... These spears simply couldn't penetrate the heavy black magical armor that Hardy was wearing.

The place of contact was lit up with sparks, and then the spears either slipped to the side, were directly bent, or the tips of the spears were broken.

And such an attack can't even slow down Hardy by half a minute.

The knight's spear in his hand pierced several people in an instant, and became very heavy, and he casually raised his hand and threw the enemies hanging from the spear away, and then lowered the spear flat, and strung four or five more enemies.

He kept repeating the action.

As the nightmare runs, it shatters and shatters countless people, and every time its iron hooves step on it, it feels like stepping on soft mud.

The rumbling sound that was originally stepping on the ground turned into a strange sound of a horn.

And such a sound is mixed with a large number of screams and screams, forming a very strange 'music'.

The white-armored knights, following behind Ha, repeated similar movements.

The enemy has almost no ability to fight back.

With great difficulty, they broke through the square array of the Royal Praetorian Guard.

It's like a piping hot knife that cuts through soft cheese.

It's just that the cheese was cut, and a long, wide red muddy path was vacated.

After Hardy cut through the enemy's formation, he raised his spear and slowly circled.

This means waiting for the knights behind to follow and regroup.

Although the horses of the white-armored knights are also miraculous, they can't be compared to Hardy's nightmare after all.

By the time they charged behind the enemy's formation, their speed had slowed down considerably.

But soon they followed, following Hardy closely, and as he did, they raised their spears and walked slowly and horizontally.

This time, it's a forest of red guns.

All the spears were bleeding.

At this point, they had already completed their first turn.

And on their side, the Royal Janissaries were crumbling.

The surviving soldiers scattered and fled in terror.

A path of flesh and blood, at least thirty meters wide, tore the entire legion in half.

At this time, all the horses of the Silver Wing Knights were dyed red.

In particular, the four legs of the war horse seem to be painted red.

The Praetorian Guard had been routed and fled, and there was no need to charge again.

Hardy set his sights on the two legions with lion banners.

Soon he chose the one closest to him.

Hardy leveled the spear again.

The Knights' spears were flattened at about the same time.

The cavalry regiments, lined up, once again launched a terrible charge.

Peter Clovis let out a piercing scream as he looked at the Knights rolling towards them.

"Ahhhh Whoever will save me, who will save me! ”

No one wants to pay any attention to him anymore.

None of the royal guards stopped the Silver Wing Knights, how could they possibly stop it.

And the leader is still a terrible black knight.

Although most people don't know what a Nightmare Knight is, it is almost half the height of the average white-armored knight, which is enough to prove that this thing is a killing machine once it charges.

Peter fled as hard as he could, and fled with the rest of the soldiers.

At this point, there is no point in resisting again.

Running away is the right thing to do.

But Peter was halfway through when he was thrown to the ground by the other soldiers who had fled.

In the confusion, he couldn't stand up at all, and countless shoes stepped over his body.

He lay on the ground, feeling the shaking grow stronger.

Finally, the ground was bubbling like boiling water.

After a while, he finally felt that no one was stepping on him, but when he turned around, he saw the huge black knight right in front of him.

And then...... The world went dark.

Hardy actually saw Peter Clovis as well.

He deliberately charged in this direction.

Like crushing an ant, the nightmare stomped Peter's head into a mixture of watermelon and tofu.

Then it cut through the infantry regiment, which was less than 800 men.

It's easier than defeating the Royal Guard.

Because this infantry regiment witnessed the tragic situation of the Janissaries, it no longer even had the courage to resist.

Hardy looked at the other two infantry regiments, and had no desire to chase them.

Because by this time, the enemy had fled to the edge of the woods.

Cavalry was not suitable for pursuing the enemy in the woods.

Hardy paused, waited for the Knights of the Silver Wings in the rear to follow, and then turned back and asked, "What about the casualties?" ”

"More than a dozen brothers have fallen from their horses."

"Try to get them back." The Black Knight's voice was dull: "If you really can't tell the difference, at least get the armor back." ”

(End of chapter)