Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 312 Withered Eternal Tree

Cyril wondered what the world behind the door would look like, would it be a world of ice and snow, or a raging fire?

After all, things related to dragons are too mysterious to anyone, and can only be speculated based on the environment in which conventional giant dragons may live.

But when they felt the fluctuation of the magic power dissipate, and the fog in front of them slowly dissipated, and when they really stood in this world behind the door, Cyril realized how unreliable these guesses were...

"This is..." Baron Jean squinted his eyes, looking at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The world behind the door has almost nothing to do with the "grey and white" of the Holy White King's Court. What appeared in their sight was a withered dark brown.

Dark brown of trees.

It was a tree so huge that it was hard to describe it—if humans stood in front of the tree of life of elves, it was like ants standing in front of humans.Then in front of this tree, it is like an ant standing in front of a giant elephant.

In their eyes, the tree's withered dark brown trunk seemed to be a whole background wall, and the ground under their feet was paved with its dry roots, each of which was strong enough for two or three people to stand on the ground. on it.

The sky is full of dry branches, stretching their teeth and claws, covering the entire sky in the immediate sight.In this world, it seems that there are only dark browns belonging to trees, and there are no other colors.

"This is... the tree of life?" Meng Feila sat on Yinlu's back, and her resolute eyes were shaken at this moment.

At this time, she is no longer affected by the so-called debuffs on the elves—after all, these are the conclusions of the elves' lack of understanding of this magical plain. There is no answer.

"No, this is the tree of eternity." Cyril took a deep breath and gave the answer, "The last tree of eternity. At the end of the fourth era, the elves donated this tree of eternity for To build this holy white court—”

He suddenly stopped his voice and drew out the long sword in his hand.His action let everyone know immediately that the enemy had come. Memphela lifted the antlers of the silver deer and stepped back a few positions lightly. Then the longbow in his hand was opened, and a silver arrow shot burst out.

The arrow flew to the open space in front of Cyril, and suddenly exploded, turning into dozens of silver fragments, scattered towards the surroundings.But there was a sound of jingling, and several figures wearing triangular helmets appeared in the air in front of everyone, all holding slender swords in their hands——

Spirit Knight.

"Where's Etienne de Chanoir?" Cyril shouted lightly, but the spirit knights didn't give him any response.Just froze for a short moment and was broken, and then rushed towards Cyril and the others.

"Fight, wake them up!"

Without any hesitation, Cyril jumped down from the Silver Deer. At the same time, the Meteor Hammer was already condensed in the midair and smashed down.

However, the movements of these spirit knights were frighteningly brisk. They dexterously stopped their forward pace and avoided the first wave of meteor hammer attacks. , a big sword and a long sword have emerged from the turbulent wind in unison and swung towards them.

"Two for one person, Elena, you deal with one!" Cyril greeted, his figure disappeared into the shadows in the next second, and when he reappeared, he was already behind a spirit knight, his long sword biting towards him like a poisonous snake. The back of the spirit knight immediately turned it from a real entity into a phantom.

There are seven spirit knights in total, he, Leonardo and Baron Jean are two each, and Elena, who is less powerful, will deal with the last one.Cyril originally thought that this would be a hard fight, but as soon as he got started, he found that these spirit knights were much more "brittle" than the previous fights.

In other words, "HP" is less.

He knocked down a spirit knight to the ground with just a few moves, and when he turned around to deal with the other one, he found that although the latter's movement was still so graceful when he swung the big sword, his strength was ridiculously weak. When he tried to slam his long sword against the edge of his sword, the big sword came out of his hand——

Cyril showed no mercy. Although he knew that these spirit knights had their own stories, he still swiftly knocked them down with a few swords.The slender body was limp and paralyzed on the ground, the entity quickly turned into a phantom, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Just like when the Great Sage Setanrio left——

Cyril put away his weapon and saw Elina holding the long sword with a dazed expression. In front of her, the corpse of the spirit knight was also gradually dissipating.

"Something's wrong, Brother Cyril." Leonardo leaned over with a big sword on his shoulder, his voice a bit heavy.

"Let's go up." Cyril pointed to the dry tree of eternity.

They quickly approached the Eternal Tree, and the more they walked forward, the more they were overwhelmed by the size of the tree—think about the number of such huge trees in the past era, especially the era when the elves dominated the entire continent Walking in the world, just looking at it is enough to make the enemy feel deeply powerless and hopeless.

However, even such a huge civilization was swallowed up by the end—not just the fourth era, but also from the first era to the era before them.

They moved forward quietly, and the silver deer's footsteps were made very softly, so as not to disturb the dead tree.Cyril's eyes were keenly searching among the tree trunks, trying to find the figure of the dragon, when he suddenly heard Elena whispering:
"My lord, look!"

He looked in the direction Elena pointed, but saw a figure in silver armor standing upright under the tree.The man held the big sword in front of his body with both hands, motionless, and the pointed triangular iron helmet declared his identity:
Commander of the Spirit Knights, Etienne de Chanoir.

"Don't let your guard down." Cyril said softly, slowly pressing forward.The moment he walked ten meters in front of Aidian, the figure of the Commander of the Spirit Knight suddenly trembled violently.

"Brother Cyril, be careful!" Leonardo shouted, the great sword in his hand had already been swung, but Etienne's movement was faster - the great sword that was still stuck in the root of the tree at his feet was pulled out in an instant , the bright silver sword light filled everyone's field of vision.

Cyril subconsciously raised the long sword in his hand, but he immediately realized that Aidean's target was not them—his tall body was spinning in the air, twisted around, and smashed a sword with explosive power at him Dry tree trunks behind.

But before the almost perfect silver arc was drawn, a sharp "chi" sounded, the arc stopped abruptly in the air, and the figure of the commander of the Spirit Knight also froze in mid-air— —

In the middle of his back waist, there is a sharp claw piercing through his armor.

(End of this chapter)