'Even if the other party has a treasure, it is only an opponent of the same level as you, are you afraid?It seems that I still have to find a suitable successor, otherwise it will be a disaster for the Necromantic School to hand over to this person. Again, Penny mentally lowered his opinion quite a bit.

But his surprise can actually be understood, after all, it is a treasure.

Noble Phantasms usually refer to the crystallization of the ultimate armament condensed by various methods through thoughts or fantasies at the level above the legend, and the thoughts of intelligent beings praying for miracles.

Phantasms are also usually disembodied, and will materialize with the wishes of the holder.

The Noble Phantasm does not have a specific form, and appears according to the form specified by the owner's inner fantasy. It can be a weapon, it can be a book, it can even be disembodied.

And Diermod, who has not yet entered the legend, has condensed into a treasure, which will naturally surprise Kel'thugad, who is also only one step away from the legend.

And it seems that there is more to him than that. Penny guessed as he looked at the yellow spear in his other hand and the two knightly swords hanging from either side of Pegasus.

"The fantasy knight who condenses the treasure, even I am a little tricky. Penny, who was talking to himself, once again constructed the technique.

"So, let me see what you're capable of, Knight of Radiance......" As Penny's words fell, a surging wave of magic rippled around him. The magic of one legend and two quasi-legends collided fiercely in this world.

The air became cloudy and malevolent, and the sound of "popping" echoed in the air. The silent battle has begun.

The color of the sky also changed with the vibration of the magic, and the magic rays that shot out of the hands and the unremarkable weapons wielded, destroying the surrounding ground and corpses, were dangerous in the ordinary.

The middle and low-ranking officers of the surrounding knights didn't even dare to approach them, and a few fools who couldn't do anything were killed by the splashing of wandering magic because they got closer.

The heavy pressure quickly emptied the surrounding land, and even the irrational zombies, with their instincts, knew that it was not a place they could tread.

Therefore, on the battlefield of these three people and one horse, there are no other creatures in a radius of more than 100 meters. Some are just controlled corpses. and dead bodies lying on the ground.

And so it was in the absence of command on either side. The Knights fought with the latest group of zombies and the remaining zombies.

The cavalry troops, who lost the impact of the group, faced the zombies who were not afraid of death and were almost immune to physical damage from the neck down, plus the zombies had the help of the red robes, and the situation was stalemate for a while.

On the other side, Kyleus, they calmed down at this time. The zombies were fighting with the cavalry outside. There is no time to continue the siege.

But the Count and the others believed it. In fact, this situation will not last long, and as long as the elite knights are adjusted, they will soon be able to control the situation. Their junior officers are still largely retained. Enough to stabilize the situation.

All of a sudden, the situation changed dramatically, and the number of zombies increased.

Filled with ambivalence, the vision that Kellius had expected finally appeared, but Kellius preferred not to show up. The priest, who noticed the anomaly for the first time, came to the earl's side, ignored Dafanie's hateful eyes, and said to the earl.

"Your Excellency, look ......over there," Kellius said as the Count looked at him with a puzzled gaze, pointing to the knightly cavalry in the distance on the battlefield who had stood up again beyond common sense and fought with the zombies.

The Count looked at the knights who stood up in the distance, and the Count could be sure that they were indeed dead, that the great and various fatal wounds were still on them, and that no one thought they would still be alive.

"Could it be that those whom they slain will also become zombies, so that their numbers will not be completely uncontrollable?" said the Earl, with a deep sense of surprise and fear, and a slight trembling of pressure ulcers at the helplessness of the situation.

"I think that as long as you are injured by these zombies, you have enough chance of becoming zombies. Kelelius said as he looked at the clearing where the Count's Guard had placed the wounded.

The cruel truth struck the Count again, and it had become a little hell by this time.

The wounded soldiers who were resting there fought to the death with the fear of the sight beyond their understanding, and the pain from their wounds, and the pain in their hearts, which the Earl could fully understand.

They are full of fear of their own fate, wondering if they will become such monsters in the future, losing consciousness, losing humanity, losing souls, losing everything, becoming empty shells of nothing, just thinking about it fills their hearts with despair.

The Earl looked at these children whom he had carefully trained, and his heart was full of confusion. If they don't do anything, they will become one of the zombies sooner or later, and there is no difference between them and death. And to order them to be killed himself, he also seemed very unbearable.

Kellius noticed the count's hesitation, and said anxiously: "Your Excellency, please make a decision quickly, it will be too late." If they become zombies, then the townspeople behind us will have no protection, and then they will really become hell on earth, Your Excellency!"

The Earl was silent for a while, and at last he raised his head and ordered: "All the wounded shall be put to death, and let them die in an easier way." After speaking, it was as if he had suddenly aged ten years, and he looked decadent and listless.

The officer beside the earl had a sad expression when he heard this, and led the people of the law enforcement team to begin the execution of the wounded. Except for the wounded who had become zombies, everyone else behaved very cooperatively, and their serene and resolute expressions made the Count silently shed tears.

Kylelius also looked very uncomfortable, but there is no other way now, before causing greater losses, cutting off hidden dangers is the foundation of the foundation of risk management.

On the other side, the battle between Diermod and Penny and Kel'thugad continued. The overflowing magic spread more and more, and even the magic of the two magicians was about to hit the walls here.

"Young knight, why are you so desperate for the sake of the unrelated people in this town, your men have already suffered heavy casualties. And as you can see, my test subjects are able to keep increasing the number of companions with just a small wound. The most leisurely magician in the battle circle said to the knight with a smile at this time.

Of course, the movements of his hands were not slow as he spoke, and in the interval between his words, two more magic tricks flew towards the knight and his mount.

The knight did not answer, and the four-winged Pegasus, covered in dust and sleek hair, flapped its wings and narrowly escaped the two attacks with the knight.

Seeing that the knight did not speak, Paine went on to himself: "For the sake of these people whom you do not know, why would you fight so desperately for this? Is it really meaningful to risk your life just to protect a group of people who will not be able to thank you afterwards?"

"Of course!" the knight used his red spear to dispel a spell from Kel'thugad on the other side, and answered Penny's question in the loudest voice. The determined gaze revealed in his eyes moved the lich who had experienced hundreds of years of life.

"Very well, knight. So let me hear your reasons, your reasons to stand here and fight. A smile suddenly appeared on Penny's otherwise ordinary face, not a deliberate smirk, but a heartfelt appreciation.

"Do you need a reason to protect innocent people, you don't need a reason to protect the weak, to protect the important things behind us!" said Diermod, who had dodged Kel'thugad's magic sneak attack on his side, and then said firmly and loudly.

He still scrupulously abides by the oath of knighthood as he did when he was sworn in as a knight. Protecting the weak is the most important thing to do as a knight, and always come first, at least he thinks so.

Penny apparently didn't think so, and the Chief laughed as if he had heard an extremely funny joke, and after a while he stopped laughing, still with a thick smile on his face, and a hint of undisguised sarcasm.

In this world, only the strong have the right to survive, and the weak are just a group of weak sheep waiting to be slaughtered by the strong at any time. ”

The values of extreme conflict make it impossible for knights and magicians to communicate normally on this issue, and these two extremes of people, created by different living circumstances, have no common language in this regard.

"It's useless to say more, I will never let you pass through here!" Diermod rode on a flying horse, clutching the twin guns in his hands tightly and blocking the two red-robed ones.

"Actually, I don't have to go through here. Penny said with a smile as he gestured behind the knight, his smile full of indescribable weirdness.

The knight's pupils contracted violently, not because of Penny's untrustworthy words, but because he did feel the violent fluctuations of the magic behind him.

And Kylelius on the castle tower had already sensed that something was wrong, and the battle position between the three strongest men was constantly approaching the city wall.

The knight in the middle of it may not have noticed it, because such a movement is very slow, and it took more than ten minutes to complete this short movement of more than a hundred meters.

In a battle that was so fierce that it could kill him at any moment, it was impossible for a knight to notice such a small difference. (To be continued......)

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