"Run, run, Rubeus, you've lost!" Mansra seemed to be a completely different person, and his original pretense of elegance was completely torn apart at this moment.

Wendigo has the ability to deceive people, and their voices can unwittingly make people lose their minds and make bad choices.

And at this moment, Mansra also gained this ability.

With his words, a wave of shame rose from Rubeus's heart, giving him the urge to turn around and fight Mansra.

And with Mansra's words, that impulse grew.

"Give up the cargo and cover me up!" Rubeus shouted to his men in front of him.

Rubeus's men were also very quick to react, and someone directly took out the sheepskin bag, spilled oil from it and poured it on the goods.

"Master go first, I'll hold them back!" he took out the flint and steel, and stood beside the goods, his face a little pale, but still firm.

This is a long-negotiated retreat.

Once this attempt failed, Mansra's men were dragged down by burning the goods.

No matter how much advantage Mansra has this time, as long as the goods are burned, then Mansra will lose.

However, at this time, Ruber sensed the danger coming, and hurriedly lay down, and saw the great sword spinning and flying.

And the man with the flint and steel was only half of his body standing there.

"Sam for his friends!!" Sam rushed over, and Rubeus's original joy was now only fear.

"Sam wake me up!" Ruber shouted, but the cries were of no use to Sam.

After all, the ability of the nobles comes from the knight's ritual, and this level of charm, unless there is an equal force to fight against it, otherwise it is impossible for the person who is seduced to come to his senses.

Sam grinned, not paying any attention to the shouts of his former master, and his huge fist blasted directly at Rubeus.

"Hold on to me!" Ruber slumped to the ground, watching Sam's fists get closer and closer, and he once again activated his coat of arms, once again casting the insurmountable limits of his feats.

Waves of force poured out, and Sam's fists became heavier and heavier, if Rubeus was ten meters away, he felt like he was punching at the water, but now at this close distance, Sam felt like he was throwing a fist at the batter.

The fist struck the batter, slightly dented, but it was almost impossible to break through this barrier.

"Ah~~~" Sam roared and withdrew his fist, the bravery that had once been admired by Ruber was pressed on Ruber's body at this moment.

The fist was swung faster and faster, and a large amount of blood was spraying out, and gradually an afterimage appeared in the air, and with Sam's roar, Ruber had already foreseen the future where the fist would smash into his face, smashing himself into a twisted and deformed future.

It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but he can't.

The insurmountable boundary, this ability has limitations, the biggest of which is that you can't retreat, once you retreat, the effect of slowing down the enemy's attack will disappear instantly.

Judging from the current situation, once he retreats, he is afraid that he will be stoned to death by Sam's fist on the spot.

In his heyday, Rubeus's merit might have changed in other ways to cope with this, but alas, he was only a knight.

The merits of his ancestors had already fallen into a personal form, and the diversity and effectiveness of his abilities had diminished.

And even if it is not reduced, there is a limit to the number and time that the coat of arms can be used, depending on the degree of adaptation to oneself and the coat of arms, as well as some solidified state of the merit itself.

Rubeus held on to his abilities, and his men ran over with their weapons in hand, trying to attack Sam, but were counterattacked by the aliens.

"Hurry up, save the old man!!" Rubeus' men frantically got up.

Among them, there are not many people who are retainers of the Rubeus generation, after all, the Rubeus family has fallen by the time it reaches his generation.

Most of these subordinates were talents collected by Rubeus through various channels.

For example, Matthew was a blacksmith before, and was recruited by Ruber because of a conflict with the gangster.

Some of them were commoners, some were orphans, some were travelers to Roa, and some were recruited by Rubeus, some of whom had been helped by Rubeau, and some of whom had paid for Rubeau's money.

But I have to say that Ruber has a way of winning people's hearts, even at this moment, these people still do not plan to give up Ruber, but work hard to save Ruber from the threat of death.

But it is a pity that there is not enough strength to support it, and although the belief is shocking, it is of no use.

The worst thing was that Mansra followed.

"I'll give you a decent ending, go in peace, Sir Rubeus!" Mansra slowly lifted Sam's greatsword, but Rubeus was no longer capable of shooting arrows to suck away the enemy's weapon.

In particular, Mansra's words, derived from Wendigo's bewitching ability, penetrated into Rubeus's heart, and at the moment when Mansra wielded his great sword and showed his more violent power than Sam, Rubeus fell into complete despair.

Thus giving up resistance, the blocking force receded, and Rubeus collapsed to the ground, the desperate cries of his men in his ears, and the moonlight shone on his face, but soon the light was obscured by the great sword.

Rubeus closed his eyes and stopped thinking.

But at this time, a violent impact sounded.

Sam's fist collided with Manthra's broadsword.

Mansra looked stunned, although he was not a master of swordsmanship, but he still knew basic swordsmanship, and when he swung his sword, he deliberately observed Sam's fist path, and made sure that his attack would not interfere with his fist.

Why did his own sword collide with Sam's fist.

The sound of the impact also woke up Rubeus, who had closed his eyes and was waiting for death, and his fists and greatswords collided and bounced off each other, and the moonlight once again sprinkled on Rubeus's face.

In the moonlight, he saw thin threads that were tied to Sam's body.

There's a force that's being passed on in it.

The next moment, Sam seemed to go crazy and threw his fist at Mansra.

Without time to think, Mansra could only swing his sword and keep resisting.

"No, that's not right!" Mansra was a little blindsided, struggling to resist Sam's punch.

"The power in my body is still there, that is, the ability to merit has not been lifted, and Sam is still my person......"

"But why, he's attacking me!" Mansra was unusually angry, and a sense of humiliation that his dignity had been trampled on the ground erupted from his heart.

"Why, just a, I've paid for it, and you still have to turn your back on me!" was what Mansra couldn't accept the most.

I have already shouted that we are friends, and I have given up my dignity to be friends with you, so shouldn't you give everything you have for me, and then be squeezed out of all your value by yourself?

Why are you still attacking me!!

Mansra brandished his sword angrily, but he was even stronger than Sam in strength, and he also had a weapon in his hand, but when he fought, he was pressed and beaten by Sam.

"For friends!" Sam shouted, punching Mansra only to be stopped by a barrier that clung to his skin.

Purdo didn't know when, but appeared behind Mansra.

The dancing fist did not stop, but struck at Manthra with all the greatest force, and although the barrier stopped the attack, it also made him fly upside down, and Mansra, who fell into the tree, saw a dark shadow leap out of the darkness.

The invisible thing didn't show any shadow in the moonlight, and a knife stabbed straight into Sam's neck somewhere.

Sam's seemingly invincible momentum stopped for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and the dead leaves flew in the moonlight, spreading to the surroundings.

A not-so-tall figure fell, stepping on Sam's fallen body.

The momentum of the essence erupted, stopping a drop of water that had been ejected.

Under the moonlit night, Adam raised his head slightly, looking down at the two people in front of him, and the surrounding xenomorphs began to fall in patches.

The terrifying momentum, against the backdrop of the fallen people around it, reached the extreme.

"Good evening, everyone!"