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Chapter 155: Fighting at the Fourth Stage (Part 153) (Subscription Request, Monthly Ticket Request)

A great war just began!

There are almost no signs, and once contact is made it is a life-and-death fight!

There was a rumbling sound on the ground, and the powerful Oath Knight had already caught up.

He naturally noticed Luo Yi and the others, but he didn't even look at them. Instead, he stared at Oliveira and slashed with the sword again.

The crescent-shaped fighting blade tore through the air, as if it could chase the wind and lightning, trying to kill Oliveira completely before everyone else.

This attack left Oliveira in mid-air, his fighting spirit exhausted, and his God Sigh·Behemoth's heartbeat exhausted, so he could no longer avoid it.

But at this moment, the thirteen knights raised their swords at the same time, gathered their fighting spirit, and slashed down.

There is no doubt that before the establishment of the Habsburg Empire, it was the era of knights. Even spellcasters were suppressed by them because of their numbers.

The choice made in this era could certainly not be due to virtue and humility, but simply because the knights were strong enough and capable enough to fight.

Among them, the Knights' charge was the most powerful.

One of the reasons is that the knight can use the power of halo to condense the power of many knights into one person, thereby exerting a more powerful power.

At this moment, a fighting spirit blade mixed with the aura of thirteen people broke through the air and blocked Oliveira before the sword light of the Oath Knight.

boom!
The collision of the fighting spirit blades created a circle of aftermath in the air. Oliveira barely managed to curl his body into a ball, and then used the aftermath to fly far away.

At this moment, the Oath Knight finally withdrew his gaze from Oliveira and looked at the thirteen powerful knights.

At this moment, his expression even showed admiration, which was obviously his recognition of these knights.

However, his movements did not stop at all.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Under him, the soil boiled and rolled, and finally condensed into a handsome horse with four flying hooves.

He sat astride the horse, shook the reins, the four hooves flew, and the sword was in the air, as if he was going to have a knightly duel with the thirteen knights.

This is already the best result for the Thirteen Knights. A Level 3 fighting a Level 4, how could it be that easy?!
The leading knight had no intention of backing down, and there was even a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. With a low roar, he asked the knights behind him to follow closer.

Then, another halo spread out completely, covering everyone. Their strength, aura, and even fighting spirit began to connect until they became a whole.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

boom!
The greatsword broke through the air, and the thirteen knights' long swords directly slashed out thirteen fighting spirit blades, breaking through the air and interlacing, like a meat grinder, passing first.

Wherever the Dou Qi blade passed, the ground was plowed with traces and the grass and trees flew everywhere.

Facing this attack that combined the strength of everyone, the Oath Knight slashed with his sword on his horse.

Just a stream of khaki-colored fighting spirit was enough to crush all those fighting spirit blades. If it weren't for the magic defense surrounding the Thirteen Knights, this single strike would have ended the battle.

But even so, the two sides got close, and one against thirteen was just a matter of one man and one sword.

The fighting spirit was held back but not unleashed, only used for support; the greatsword slashed horizontally and vertically, and almost no knight could withstand it.

Even the three extraordinary knights couldn't do it. All they could do was to unleash their fighting spirit as much as possible and block every attack as much as possible.

Then, they and their mounts would be sent flying sideways, and most of them would suffer broken bones and tendons.

Of course, when outnumbered by thirteen, those heavily armored knights still have a chance to draw their swords.

However, the earth-based fighting spirit around the Oath Knight had already turned into substance, like a solid wall of iron and steel. Even if their swords chopped it down, there was no real damage.

In the back, Master Pal Paul's expression froze when he saw the powerful thirteen knights falling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

A fourth-level strongman, even if he was just a fourth-level combat professional, was so powerful that it made him feel his breath stop.

If possible, possibly, he really didn't want to face such an existence directly.

But now, there is really nothing we can do!
So, he took out a scroll from his dimensional bag without hesitation.

The scroll was golden in color, decorated with silver patterns, and had a visible glow radiating outwards, which made it look extraordinary.

This time, Pal Paul showed an extremely cautious attitude, slowly unfolding the scroll and chanting a long spell.

It was mainly the common language of heaven, mixed with some words of giant and dragon language from time to time, as strange as singing a song.

As he chanted the spell, magical power visible to the naked eye was aroused, as if it had caused a resonance, and it was constantly turbulent.

The thirteen powerful knights had very limited time to stop him. In the end, the leading knight used all his fighting spirit to the fullest, but was still knocked out by the sword.

It's like hitting a baseball and getting hit directly into the air.

In just two or three minutes and hundreds of breaths, none of the thirteen heavily armored knights was still standing.

They fell in all directions, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive. However, a few Warcraft horses were still alive, and they kept neighing in front of their masters.

After doing all this, the Oath Knight acted as if he had done something insignificant, but he acted very solemnly, holding the greatsword upright in front of him, as if to show respect to all the knights.

Knights have their own rules. As a knight, he can kill them, but he still recognizes their virtues. These knights are obviously not as strong as him, but they still dare to charge forward and never retreat. This is a manifestation of their loyalty and fearlessness, and they deserve his respect.

It was also at this time that he felt the turbulent elemental power spreading around him.

This was a powerful wave of magic. Even as a fourth-level warrior, he was unwilling to face it.

The reason is simple. There are many types of magic, and the effects are even more bizarre. There are even some instant death spells that are undefendable and unavoidable. The result depends entirely on luck.

If a person has good character, even a mortal cannot kill him; if a person has bad character, even a god can bring him down.

No one wants to be subjected to this kind of magic, so the most direct way is to prevent the magic from being completed.

Therefore, the Oath Knight half-crouched, gathered strength, and jumped up without any hesitation.

The earth was shaking, and the Oath Knight was coming like a cannonball.

The man was in mid-air, and the knight swung his sword horizontally again, and a slash of fighting spirit that was charged to the extreme came out.

With this slash, layers of sword phantoms appeared in the air, one upon another, as if there was no end.

After this blow, Pal Paul's face looked ugly, his eyes were panicked, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

At this moment, he had a strong feeling, as if he was just a tiny ant facing a monster that blocked out the sky and the sun, which made him tremble with fear.

But he still stood firmly in the same place, not taking a single step back, and the spell he was chanting did not stop, and even accelerated.

As the scroll unfolded, strange phenomena appeared between heaven and earth. The clouds in the sky suddenly collapsed, and a huge hole appeared.

A meteorite wrapped in flames fell directly from the sky with a loud bang. When it was about to hit the ground, it was even affected by an unknown force and changed its direction slightly.

So, the meteorite was aimed at the Oath Knight!

At this moment, the magic scroll in Pal Paul's hand seemed to have completed its mission. It turned into dust and dissipated without leaving any trace.

Of course, Pal Paul had no time to sit idle. He quickly activated various magic props and used various spells to block the fighting blade.

Not far away, the Oath Knight raised his head slightly and looked at the huge meteorite. His expression looked much better.

This kind of magic naturally has a strong attack power, but he is really fearless.

He took a breath, gathered his strength, raised the sword in his hand, and then slashed with full force.

This time, the Dou Qi blade was as crystal clear as a substance, rushing straight towards the Dou Niu, and finally breaking the meteorite into two halves.

Of course, even this sworn knight froze and fell to the ground.

The meteorite split into two halves and fell next to him, raising a huge cloud of dust.

The Oath Knight's body was filled with fighting spirit. He pushed away the flames and smoke and was about to step forward, but his expression changed.

Because, a low roar was heard, like the roar of a giant beast, with terrible power.

In the smoke and dust, two stone giants wrapped in flames stood up.

They maintained a basic human shape, but had four arms, flames like flowing magma on the charred rocks, and a pair of eyes burning with dazzling magma.

They howled to the sky and beat their chests with their four arms to show their power.

Then, they raised their huge fists as big as round tables, smashed them directly, and started to attack crazily.

Not far away, Pal Paul had just dealt with the aftermath of the Dou Qi Slash. Although he was not injured, he was still in a mess.

But when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

"How about my improved summoning technique of meteorite giant?"

“Is it powerful?!”

However, before he finished his voice, the khaki-colored fighting spirit light suddenly became brighter, as dazzling as the sun, and a knight's sword extended out with a blade more than ten meters long.

Then he chopped and chopped vertically and horizontally, and the extremely violent stone giant was cut into several halves.

Not satisfied with this, he chopped and slashed again, and the stone giant turned into a pile of rubble.

Pal Paul was like a duck with its throat pinched. His voice was distorted and his face looked bitter.

The power of a fourth-order strongman was beyond his imagination.

"Luo Yi, Master Luo Yi, we have to escape. If we don't escape now, it will be too late!"

This was the only thought in Pal Paul's mind at this moment. They really tried their best, but when he turned his head and looked, he couldn't help but blinking.

Huh?
Where is Master Luo Yi?

Looking back again, he saw a figure approaching the powerful Oath Knight silently but like a ghost.

　I am posting two chapters together, because I am afraid of being scolded if they are interrupted!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)