Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 304 The Era Has Long Ended
A spirit knight fell, and the spirit knight who fought with Leonardo was the No.2 who fell. Leonardo's elite swordsmanship bullied these spirit knights who could not preserve the complete swordsmanship of his life.

This kind of battle doesn't even need Cyril to intervene. Cyril estimates that these spirit knights are at best a group of elite monsters. They can be dealt with randomly with knives and punches, at most, the battle damage is a little serious——

It's just that even if the mercenaries are invincible, why was Baron Jean so vulnerable before?

Cyril was thinking in his heart when he suddenly heard the sound of kicking footsteps from above, followed by the sound of tiles being kicked——

"Atzke, be on guard on the roof!"

He reacted and shouted loudly.Atzik, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, immediately raised his hand: "Archers, pay attention to the surrounding roofs!"

When the few rangers among the mercenaries heard this order, they excitedly drew their longbows and pointed them at the surrounding roofs.Their close-up skills are incomparable to those of professional fighters. Seeing the achievements of their colleagues, they are already very itchy, and they are eager to prove themselves.

But Cyril was not at all excited by these mercenaries. He raised his head to observe the surroundings, and listened with a frown. The footsteps became more and more dense and complicated, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of horseshoes.

"Meteor Hammer!"

Regardless of the residual amount of magic power in the wind element pool, Cyril summoned seven heavy hammers and suspended them above the roof.The cyan giant hammer quickly absorbed the surrounding wind, and it took shape in the blink of an eye.

But before Cyril commanded it to fall, a tall figure appeared on the roof closest to him, and a majestic voice echoed in the space:—

"Moon Elf, answer me, why did you break the covenant?"

It was a tall figure riding a war horse, with the same iron triangle helmet as other spirit knights, but with backward flying wings on both sides of the helmet, shining with a faint silver light.

His face armor has more solemn and exquisite lines, and the armor is more layered than the spirit knight who fought with Cyril before. There are light blue magic power circuits flashing on it, as if the power is flowing continuously In this armor flows.

Even the war horse under him was wearing heavy armor, and his fat and strong body made the roof look a little sinking, and he was snorting constantly.

And as they appeared, the spirit knights who were still fighting with them retreated one after another, and then stood quietly on both sides of the street, still blocking them in the middle.

Boss.

Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, as expected, this group of spirit knights should have a commander.

He can't estimate the opponent's level from the fluctuation of magic power, but according to the guesswork of the floating level, if this group of spirit knights are between level 45 and level 55, then the commander of this spirit knight should be between level [-] and level [-] Time - this is a guess made based on the upper limit of the level of the Magic Plains at level [-].

And with the appearance of this commander, several figures of spirit knights appeared on the surrounding roofs in an instant, no different from the spirit knights who had fought fiercely with them before, and they surrounded Cyril and the others.

Cyril's expression changed, and he made a rough estimate. The number of spirit knights was obviously more than fifty, far exceeding the number that their team could accept on the frontal terrain.

But he snorted softly, and did not cancel the meteorite hammer, so he let the seven cyan giant hammers float above the commander's head, and then said loudly:
"Spirit Knight of Nolongard, I'm not a moon elf, and I don't know any covenant!"

As soon as Cyril's words fell, those spirit knights who had restrained their fighting posture just now drew out their long swords in unison, and there were bursts of low-pitched roars, which made people shudder involuntarily.

But Cyril didn't take a step back, looked up at the commander, and continued:
"The era of the moon elves has long since ended. Warriors of the past, your era of civilization has come to an end."

Cyril grasped a few key words to answer. This kind of interactive "enemy" is not uncommon in the game-in fact, many times they are like real flesh and blood people, and they are treated with different attitudes. will get different answers.

Cyril glanced down from the corner of his eye, and saw that the gem-shaped pattern on his right hand was shining faintly at this moment.

There is no task panel, and there is no redundant system assistance, but Cyril clearly knows that he has entered the main task corresponding to the magic plain——

The commander of the spirit knight stretched out his hand and pressed down in the air.Azike's heart tightened, and just when he thought that the "Lord Earl" had said something wrong and offended the commander, he saw the spirit knights who had just drawn their swords put away their weapons and stood up again.

Then the commander turned his upper body and looked behind him—there was endless fog, and several sharp white towers emerged from the fog, towering straight into the sky.

Afterwards, he let out a long sigh: "Our era...is it over?"

Cyril was a little surprised, but he breathed a sigh of relief.He also waved his hand to disperse the meteor hammer in the air.With the disintegration of the spell model, there seemed to be bursts of mourning from the knights in the overflowing wind.

"I think we can talk." Cyril broke out of the formation and took a step forward.And the commander of the spirit knight turned his face to Cyril, stared at him for a while, and then patted the horse lightly.

The huge black horse jumped down and landed heavily in front of Cyril - after such a comparison, Cyril realized that his figure was much bigger than he imagined, and the horse was even taller than him. head.

However, the commander of the spirit knight did not keep riding. He got off his horse, put his hand on his shoulder, and bowed slightly to Cyril:
"Etienne de Chanoir, captain of this legion. As you know, we are the Spirit Knights of Nolongard."

He looked at Cyril, looked up and down, and finally his eyes fell on Cyril's right hand, and then said softly:
"It seems that you have been chosen by him."

Cyril understood that the legion commander who called himself "Edian" was referring to the banner bearer of the Moon Raven Legion under the white arch.He nodded slightly, then raised his right hand, only to see that the jewel was shining with silver light:
"I got this from him, but I don't have a clue."

He paused and continued:

"Captain Sanoit, do you know that your era is over?"

"Yes." Etienne de Chanoir's voice was quiet, but it was so powerful that the surrounding air trembled faintly.

"Because we were born for the end of the era."

　Speaking of the May 1000st event, I was still thinking about whether to participate, and then I saw that the lowest level would cost [-] monthly tickets...

　　It's okay. Excuse me.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)