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Chapter 340 Noble black hair, black eyes, and black skin! Absolutely an angel! (Please subscribe)

"Surrender, or death?"

The cold voice was completely flat, as if stating a given fact.

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This is not a request, but a choice between life and death.

Thorne and Sterling exchanged a glance, both seeing a resolute look in each other's eyes.

The other party seems to be in cahoots with Old Dai Rui.

Daryl is a fair and serious person; surrendering would mean certain death.

At this point, there is no turning back!

"kill!"

Thorne let out a hoarse roar, as if shouting out all the unease in his heart.

Two knights clad in runic heavy armor, like two beasts unleashed from their cages, pounded their heavy footsteps, making the deck vibrate.

The magic swords in their hands shone with a dazzling light, and they moved to surround Lin Li's clones from the left and right.

At this moment, the servant Erin's eyes also reddened. He roughly pushed the little princess Daenerys in his arms toward the crowd behind him, leaving the servants to catch her in a flurry of activity.

He pulled out his magic fire weapon, intending to aim, but his view was blocked.

Left with no other choice, he drew his magic longsword, and his ill-fitting rune armor was also activated, ready to surround his opponent.

He's just going to buy soy sauce!

The two battle-hardened knights were confident that even the strongest warriors would have to temporarily retreat under their perfectly coordinated charge.

However, Lin Li simply stood there quietly.

Just as they were about to rush close, he casually raised his hand, and from a pendant at his waist, an inconspicuous metal cylinder popped out and gently tossed into the air.

The next moment, the cylinder exploded.

There was no flame, no impact.

There was only a pure, all-consuming white light, and a high-frequency shriek that seemed to pierce the soul!

Buzz!

This is a modified flashbang grenade.

Once activated, it can be detonated in 0.1 seconds!

Thorne, who was at the forefront, suddenly found his vision completely blurred, and he could see nothing. All he could hear was a piercing, agonizing ringing in his ears.

The defensive array on the runic armor flickered wildly, but it couldn't completely block this unprecedented attack method.

But his knightly instincts were already ingrained in his bones.

The harsher the environment, the more determined you must be!

"Now!"

Thorne roared inwardly.

When the enemy unleashes such an area-of-effect attack, they will inevitably be affected as well, experiencing a momentary delay in their actions.

Relying on muscle memory and combat instinct, he not only didn't stop, but pushed his speed to the limit. Guided by instinct, he thrust his magic sword towards the gap in the giant's armor's waist, a point he remembered!

He could even imagine the sensation of the blade piercing through him the next second.

Sterling behind him had the same idea; he lowered his body and pointed his sword at the target's leg.

A pincer attack from above and below—a sure-fire defeat!

However, they are fast, but something is faster than them.

Just as Thorne's sword tip was about to touch its target, an irresistible and terrifying force slammed into his chest.

The feeling wasn't like being hit by a weapon, but more like being rammed head-on by a giant dragon charging at full speed.

"Crack!"

With a crisp, heartbreaking sound, his prized magical shield, like glass struck by a hammer, instantly cracked and shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the sky and the earth began to spin wildly inverted.

He was lifted into the air and spun uncontrollably.

The ceiling of the ship's corridor, the terrified servants, the stunned prince and the princess who was unaware of fear—all these scenes flashed by in an instant.

boom!

He fell heavily onto the deck.

Strange, why can't I feel any pain?

He tried to twist his body, but found he couldn't move. Turning his eyes, he saw a strangely familiar headless body; above the chest of that runic armor, there was no head!

"That's... my body?"

The thought had barely formed when a belated chill and sharp pain suddenly swept over his neck, overwhelming his consciousness.

"I... I was beheaded?"

In the last moments before his consciousness completely sank into darkness, he saw the fate of his companion Sterling in his blurred vision.

He saw only that god-like figure, wielding a weapon—

Then, a dull bang rang out.

Sterling's charge came to an abrupt halt, and his helmeted head, like a watermelon crushed by a giant, exploded into a mass of blood and flesh with a loud bang.

The headless corpse staggered forward two more steps due to inertia before collapsing to its knees and falling to the ground.

The entire process took less than a breath.

"Have we really failed like this?"

Thorne wanted to see Erin, but that was just wishful thinking. His thoughts were quickly swallowed up by the endless darkness.

Lin Li withdrew his arm, which had just completed a clean and swift slash, glanced at the still-smoking explosive gun, and secretly exhaled.

Thankfully, I received another buff, otherwise it would have been a real problem.

The wind and waves continued outside, but the ship's deck fell silent.

A deathly silence.

The air was filled with the strong smell of blood and the two rapidly cooling corpses.

Daryl, who had intended to help, was stunned. His gaze, and everyone else's, was fixed on the giant.

Of course, Erin, frozen in place, was the most terrified.

Arryn, the newly recruited traitorous squire, survived by chance because he did not launch an attack immediately.

But upon seeing the scene before him, the color drained from his face at a visible speed, turning him paler than a dead man, and he froze instantly!

At that moment, the heavy figure, as imposing as a mountain of steel, slowly turned its head.

The crimson eyepiece pierced through the blood mist and precisely locked onto his face.

Erin felt as if he were being locked onto by a giant dragon at close range.

His mind went blank. He wanted to escape, to retreat, to activate all the defensive runes on his body.

But his body felt frozen, and he couldn't move even a finger.

His body was trembling.

All that remained in his field of vision were the two gruesome corpses.

Thorne's body and head were several meters apart, while Sterling's neck was a hideous hole from which a fountain of blood was constantly gushing.

Those are Sterling and Thorne! They're considered some of the most powerful members of the Kingdom Knights!

These knights, who killed themselves as easily as killing chickens, didn't even encounter any enemies.

From the moment they charged to the moment they became two corpses, the entire process took less than a few breaths.

Fear, like an invisible giant hand, gripped his heart tightly, almost suffocating him.

Just as Erin was on the verge of a mental breakdown, the steel mountain moved.

There was no earth-shattering momentum; even the footsteps were muffled and somewhat casual.

Lin Li strolled towards him leisurely, his relaxed demeanor as if he were not facing a fully armed knight, but rather shooing away an annoying fly.

Erin watched helplessly as the enormous figure approached, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

He finally managed to muster a sliver of strength from his extreme fear, letting out a hoarse, strange cry as he instinctively tried to raise his sword.

But he was still too slow.

Or rather, Lin Li rose too quickly.

With a casual swing of the heavily armored arm, a dull whistling sound of wind breaking was heard.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Erin felt as if he had been hit head-on by a charging siege beast.

The magical shield that he activated shattered without even flickering.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable force struck his breastplate, accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic clang, and he was sent flying backward, his feet leaving the ground.

The ship's ceiling, walls, the terrified prince—everything spun wildly in his field of vision.

Boom!

He slammed heavily onto the thick wooden cabin floor a dozen meters away, then slid to the ground like a lump of mud.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the area in front of him red.

He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and his bones were aching as if they were falling apart.

Before he could catch his breath, a huge shadow loomed over him.

The heavy metal combat boots, with an irresistible force, slammed down on his chest.

"Crack!"

His breastplate was relatively normal, without any injuries, but because it didn't fit properly, it didn't effectively reduce the impact.

After being stomped on, a sharp pain shot through my chest.

This instantly brought Erin to his senses, and he struggled to open his eyes.

What came into view was a dark, gaping gun barrel with an alarmingly large caliber.

The cold metal was pressed firmly against his forehead.

"Make them surrender, or die."

A cold, emotionless voice emanated from the menacing helmet, resounding clearly in everyone's ears.

The shadow of death is looming closer than ever before.

Erin completely broke down.

"I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me!" He cried, tears streaming down his face, his voice hoarse from the injury to his lungs. "It wasn't me! None of this was my idea! Thorne and the others forced me to! I just wanted to live!"

In order to save his own life, he did not hesitate to betray the already dead Thorne and Sterling.

Lin Li seemed somewhat impatient with his crying and shouting.

He didn't even bother to say another word, but simply raised his foot and smashed it hard against Erin's head with the hard steel toe of his boot!

"Thump!"

A muffled thud.

Erin's cries stopped abruptly, her head lolled to the side, and she lost consciousness completely.

The entire corridor fell silent once again.

After Lin Li withdrew his foot, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

They didn't kill it, but they ensured it got at least a few hours of baby-like sleep.

"Your control over your own strength is getting better and better!"

His ability to destroy these human knights was entirely due to his tireless training.

Thanks to the Spacetime Source.

These knights are very strong, much stronger than the previous dwarven heavy armor cans.

If humans were to encounter the dwarven heavy armor cans, the dwarven heavy armor cans would undoubtedly be defeated by the human knights.

Of course, this is not absolute!

The human knights on this ship were probably all elites, which explains their formidable fighting prowess.

As for why these human knights were like useless snacks, it was simply because they had bad luck.

They not only encountered Lin Li, but also Lin Li who had seized the dwarves' powerful anti-magic weapons.

If Lin Li were to wield a modern alloy greatsword as large as a door panel, he could also kill two knights, but it would definitely take much more effort and time.

But he encountered Lin Li, who had seized the legendary dwarven magic sword.

Dwarven rune magic swords can be infused with energy and various types of electrical energy to activate their sharpness and magic-piercing and armor-piercing properties.

Lin Li had tested it before; even when encountering modern tanks or armored vehicles, he could easily cut through the armor like a hot knife through butter when he had plenty of magic power.

In the attack just now, Lin Li used one hand to swing his sword to break the shield and the other hand to directly control the weapon to break through the armor.

When he swung his sword, he only felt a slight delay before successfully beheading the enemy.

The first two knights put considerable pressure on Lin Li, but the third rebellious knight posed no threat whatsoever.

After the battle was temporarily over, Lin Li slowly turned around, his eyes under his helmet sweeping over every trembling servant and crew member present.

Clang!

A maid, still clutching a blood-stained kitchen knife, suddenly lost her grip, and the weapon fell onto the deck with a crisp sound.

Another burly male servant, wielding a pickaxe, threw the weapon far away, his legs buckled, and he knelt down, his forehead pressed firmly to the ground.

Several crew members in seafarer uniforms also raised their hands.

"We are loyal subjects! We are loyal subjects of the royal family!"

"Don't kill me! My lord, we were forced into this! It was those damned knights who used the lives of their families to force us to rebel!"

For a moment, cries, pleas for mercy, and explanations mingled together.

These people knew very well that any one of the three knights who had just died could have slaughtered the remaining twenty-odd of them with their bare hands.

Even such a powerful knight, along with a promising squire, couldn't put up any decent resistance against this steel giant and was slaughtered like vegetables.

How can we fight like this?

There's no way to fight!

Lin Li's gaze swept past the kneeling, begging fodder and landed on the prince named Viserys.

The boy was holding his younger sister tightly, shielding her behind him with his frail body, his face filled with undisguised fear and a hint of anticipation.

Then, Lin Li's gaze turned to the old knight, Darryl, who was protecting the prince.

The crimson light beneath the helmet remained completely still and silent, but Daryl instantly understood the meaning behind that gaze.

This is asking for his opinion.

The old knight took a deep breath, suppressing his rapidly pounding heart, and stepped forward. In a hoarse yet still steady voice, he said, "Great—angels! They may have committed a grave error, but they were truly forced into it. Moreover, this ship is sailing in the Devil's Sea, and we need enough sailors to deal with the storms and reefs!"

"I see."

His voice rang out again, and Lin Li looked at the group of crew members and servants who were trembling like leaves.

"You guys are lucky."

"If there is a next time, I will tear your souls out of your bodies and burn them with flames for a thousand years."

These words, spoken in a calm tone, carried more weight than any roar.

Everyone felt a chill run from their tailbone straight to the top of their head, and they kowtowed repeatedly, incoherently thanking each other for sparing their lives.

"Come here and clean up these guys' bodies!"

After making arrangements for them, Lin Li once again turned his gaze to the injured old knight.

Daryl pulled the still-shaken prince and princess behind him, carefully raising his head with a hint of fervor and anticipation in his eyes that even he himself was unaware of.

"Your Excellency—are you a descendant of the great fire dragon god, a great angel?"

"Fire Dragon God? Angel?"

Lin Li paused for a moment, seemingly puzzled by the title.

"Clatter, hiss—"

With a slight mechanical unlocking sound and a gas depressurization sound, he removed the menacing steel helmet with one hand.

Beneath the helmet was a sharply defined Eastern face, with a buzz cut, black hair, and dark eyes. His tanned bronze skin gave him a powerful look.

He casually tucked the helmet under his arm and raised an eyebrow.

What do you think?

When he saw that face, especially that pure black hair and black eyes, Dai Rui's breath hitched, and an indescribable light burst forth in his cloudy old eyes.

Long-forgotten legends, which only circulated in the oldest royal books and bedtime stories of old palace maids, flooded his mind.

[————In the darkest, bloody era of strife on the continent of the Forsaken Gods, it was the angels under the Fire Dragon God, wielding flames and thunder, who led us to final victory————]

—Only the most orthodox and powerful angels possess hair as deep as the night sky and eyes as pure as obsidian—the noblest and most mysterious colors!

Their skin had a healthy hue thanks to the sun's rays.

They were tall, nearly ten feet in height, incredibly strong, and skillful, capable of forging divine weapons that could tear the heavens apart with their bare hands.

Dai Rui's brain was buzzing.

Black hair, black eyes, dark skin, a terrifying height of nearly three meters, and that incredible strength just now—

And that greatsword that could easily tear through a knight's heavy armor and magical shields!

Everything matches up!

Everything matches up!

What else could this be but a miracle?!

"thump!"

The old knight could no longer hold on and collapsed to his knees, trembling with excitement.

He grabbed Viserys and Daenerys, who were still in a daze, and used all his strength to press the two children down to their knees.

"Angels! Angels have descended upon us again!"

The old knight wept uncontrollably, his forehead slamming heavily against the rough deck with a dull thud.

"By the God of Fire Dragons! You—you have finally heard the prayers of your believers!"

He trembled as he raised his wrinkled and tear-streaked old face, his voice hoarse yet carrying a desperate, fervent passion.

"Great messenger of God! Great angel! I am William Darryl, a member of the Targaryen Royal Guard! On past orders, I escort the Queen and the two princes away from the battlefield!"

"During this time, we received orders from Damon to search for the descendants of the legendary great fire dragon god, to seek a last glimmer of hope for the dynasty! We beg the angels to have mercy and save your lost sheep!"

Lin Li listened expressionlessly.

His gaze passed over the old knight and landed on a flag that was somewhat tattered by the sea breeze.

The background is black, with a three-headed fire dragon emblem embroidered in red thread, ferocious and ancient.

Besides this emblem, there are also a large number of single-headed fire dragon emblems!

Lin Li's gaze sharpened slightly.

No wonder it looked so familiar the more I looked at it.

Are these guys variants of the Salamander Legion?

No, there are discrepancies in the details; it looks more like a modified version of Western aristocratic coat of arms.

The exploration team discovered an ancient giant civilization and a large number of Space Marine power armor in the far north of this other world. Those guys seem to have a deep connection with the human kingdoms in the south.

However, those guys might actually be a human force from the Warhammer world!

If the other person is still in this world, then this is troublesome!

Lin Li understood, and when he looked at the person kneeling on the ground again, his eyes held a hint of something indescribable.

I never expected that my disguise would make these people have such a bad impression of me.

Viserys, kneeling beside Daryl, had long forgotten his fear.

He was only seven years old, the age when he was most fascinated by heroes and legends.

He often listened to the old nanny, his mother, and others recount the history of their dynasty's rise to power.

The name of their Fire Dragon Dynasty even originated from this.

He stared wide-eyed at the nearly three-meter-tall steel giant before him, his mouth slightly agape, oblivious to the fact that his saliva was about to spill out.

It's so...so tall!

He was a head taller than the tallest and most powerful guard in the palace!

Those arms were thicker than my waist!

Is this the legendary Death Angel, capable of tearing apart dragons and slaying demons, comparable to a demigod?

He gripped his sister's small hand tightly, his palms sweaty, not from fear, but from an irrepressible excitement, as if the blood in his body was boiling.

Daenerys, who was being led by him, was only two and a half years old, and her little mind was completely unable to understand what angels meant.

All she knew was that the other person's appearance resembled the angel her mother had described.

She also knew that the bad guys with swords and knives were gone, and the terrifying shouts of killing had stopped.

The tall person in front of me, though very large, didn't seem scary at all.

He took off that menacing iron mask, revealing a face that was actually quite handsome.

Because the body had been cleaned up, the little girl was allowed to watch what was happening here.

At this moment, she tilted her head and peeked half of her face out from behind her brother, her clear eyes curiously scanning Lin Li's menacing helmet tucked in his arms and his body.

She felt very at ease with this angel.

She wondered if she could sleep peacefully in the angel's arms. She had been sailing with the ship for so long, and had so little time to sleep soundly.

Lin Li's gaze shifted from the flag to the two children.

His voice rang out, still that emotionless voice, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Has the royal family of the Fire Dragon Dynasty fallen so low that they are abandoned by everyone?