Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

The giant bear, now freed from its restraints, flew into a rage. Its massive body slumped down, and its right hind leg, like a steel pillar, lashed out at the nearest mid-level knight.

The knight had just swung his axe, and the blade hadn't fully retracted yet, so he had no time to parry. He could only instinctively straighten his chest, trying to take the hit head-on.

But the giant bear's strength had long exceeded his limits.

puff--!

The heavy armor dented and shattered instantly. The knight, like Hakimi kicked away by a strong man, curled up in mid-air, spitting out blood as he flew back more than ten meters before crashing heavily into the swamp, scattering armor fragments and bone debris everywhere.

The remaining three knights turned pale and turned to run away.

The giant bear's left claw swept across, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air. Earl Wimbledon and another knight dodged awkwardly, but were still struck on the shoulder by the claw, which tore a deep gash in their armor, and blood instantly seeped out.

Viscount Roth was struck on the back by the giant bear's front paw, and he was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a dead tree.

The withered tree snapped in response, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He struggled to stand up, only to find that his legs had lost all feeling.

Their extraordinary physical abilities allowed them to escape with their lives, but now they could only flee in a sorry state, with the giant bear roaring and relentlessly pursuing them. Every step they took made the earth tremble, and the shadow of death followed them like a leech.

Just when all hope seemed lost, a figure suddenly rushed out.

The man was covered in armor, his face was completely covered by a helmet, only his eyes were visible, and he held a sword in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, he charged straight at the charging bear, his agile movements incongruous with his heavy armor.

This person is probably a mid-level knight!

Sensing a new threat, the giant bear roared and swung its left paw, its sharp claws like steel knives, aiming to tear the man into mincemeat.

But the man shifted his feet, dodging the claw strike while simultaneously using the force of the bear's claw swing to leap into the air.

The jump height far exceeded that of ordinary people, and it even jumped directly onto the giant bear's shoulder!

The bear flew into a rage, shaking its head wildly in an attempt to throw him off, while its right paw reached for his shoulder.

But the man was as if glued to the giant bear, his left hand gripping the gap in the rock armor tightly, his right hand holding the longsword, and he thrust the sword into the bear's ferocious scarlet right eye!

puff!

The blade pierced through the bear's only unprotected right eye without any obstruction, and the entire longsword was almost completely embedded, with only the hilt sticking out.

Dark red blood mixed with murky eye fluid gushed out, splattering all over the helmet and armor.

Blood splattered into the helmet through the gaps, and Luo Kunlun swallowed instinctively, feeling a metallic, rusty taste on his tongue.

"Trace amounts of unknown radiation detected. Host's metabolic rate increases, physical fitness +0.01."

The cold, mechanical voice of the nanomachines echoed in his mind. Luo Kunlun felt a surge of joy.

This behemoth's value is indeed earth-shattering; simply drinking its blood can directly boost physical abilities!

Joining the battle was definitely the right choice.

The giant bear let out a heart-wrenching scream, a sound that was no longer the previous roar, but filled with extreme pain and despair.

It twisted its body frantically and scratched its head wildly with its claws, but it could never reach the figure on its shoulder.

The massive body lost its balance, staggered back a few steps, and finally collapsed with a "boom" like a small mountain collapsing, smashing a huge crater in the swamp, with black mud and humus flying everywhere.

Luo Kunlun drew his longsword, and drops of blood dripped from the blade, making a "drip-drip" sound.

He jumped off the bear's carcass, took out the water pouch from his body, unscrewed the cap and poured out the water, so that he could use it to store the priceless blood.

This is an excellent resource for improving physical fitness, and we can't waste it.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from behind.

It was Knight Ryan, who possessed the Broken Heavy Armor. His armor was only covered in scratches and had a few dents, which showed how excellent it was.

He was lucky; when he was thrown out, he only dislocated his shoulder and fell into the swamp.

After forcibly fixing the dislocated joint, he took his sword and slashed at Luo Kunlun, the guy who had suddenly appeared.

Not only him, but also Earl Wimbledon, who still had the strength, forced himself to sit up, picked up the battle axe beside him, and prepared to fight.

The blood of monsters is limited; if this person takes it, their share will be less.

Moreover, since this person suddenly appeared, the forces behind him must also be in the forest.

There is no land without a lord, nor a lord-knight without territory.

In their view, Lokunlun could not possibly be a lone knight; he must be backed by a powerful noble lord.

What will their main force do when they see the priceless carcass of a magical beast and several wounded lords?

The obvious choice is to eliminate the opponent so that we can seize everything they own, including their monsters!

Afterwards, all you have to do is blame it on the monster and the accident; they would have done the same if they were in that situation!

So they took action, while the other person had their back to them and were drawing blood.

"die!"

Knight Ryan roared inwardly. The matter of the demonic beast blood was of utmost importance, concerning his family and his future. Killing any number of people for it would be worthwhile!

But at that moment, Luo Kunlun seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, easily dodging the sword.

"I at least helped you out, and you actually want to kill me?!"

The voice, modulated by the nanomachines, came from under the armor, clearly carrying a hint of anger.

"You rat in the gutter, trying to take advantage, go to hell!"

Ryan roared and, without pausing, swung his greatsword at Lokunlun once more, his move ruthless and aimed straight for vital points.

He was full of confidence. Although his opponent was a mid-level knight with better physical fitness and condition, he had an absolute advantage in equipment.

The Blo heavy armor had just proven its strength as the best armor on the continent, and the steel-breaking greatsword in his hand was a weapon that could cut through iron like mud.

Ordinary steel armor and steel swords are as vulnerable as butter in its presence.

In contrast, the mysterious knight in front of them was wearing only ordinary full-body armor, the kind of armor worn by squires or heavy infantry, and was carrying only an inconspicuous one-handed sword.

Before his steel-breaking greatsword, these weapons were as brittle as paper!

With one sword, he'll shatter the blade and break through the armor; with another, he'll slice off the head. Then Ryan will be the big winner of this battle!

At the same time, Earl Wimbledon secretly winked at another mid-level knight who still had some strength left, Fahlman, the legion commander of the Wimbledon family, and whispered:

"Falman, let's make our move together! This is a golden opportunity. If we survive, we can not only monopolize the monster blood, but also prevent the news from leaking out."

His eyes gleamed with greed, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "The blood of this magical beast could definitely nurture a high-ranking knight!"

A high-ranking knight is someone who can single-handedly defeat an entire legion, someone who can single-handedly suppress a nation!

Throughout the entire Bauhinia Kingdom, apart from the royal family and a very small number of grand ducal families, no noble family possesses a high-ranking knight.

Because only they controlled stable potion supplies, the nobles below could only obtain a small amount of potions by pledging allegiance and offering large sums of gold coins.

If the Wimbledon family could have a high knight, even if they couldn't be on par with the royal family and the grand dukes, they would be the number one family below them, and power and wealth would be within their grasp!

Without any hesitation, Farman gripped the battle axe in his hand.

Nobles don't care about so-called benevolence and morality; those are things that lower classes can abide by!