Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 499 The Hermit in the Wind

The faint blue fireworks jumped in Howell's eye sockets, and the knight in front of him had already given him too many surprises.It carefully looked at this young man with thin skin and tender flesh, and felt an inexplicable hunger in his heart——

If you press him on the snow, hold his neck with a sharp axe, and scrape off the flesh of his body one by one, it should taste very good, right?
Such a thought made his blood pulse throbbing, and every joint made a crackling sound.Without much foreplay, Howell, who was already on fire, urged the horse in front of him, and at the moment when the bone horse started galloping, he swung the giant ax above his head like a spiral.

"Die, die, die, die, I'm going to kill you alive!"

Cyril couldn't understand the howling ghosts and wolves in the language of the undead, and he didn't expect this terrifying knight to have such a greedy desire for him.He raised the long sword in his hand silently, and when he closed his eyes for a while and opened them again, no emotion could be seen in his eyes.

Although Howell was reckless, he had been carefully observing the young knight in front of him, weighing the opponent's weight.And Cyril's subtle changes at this moment were accurately observed by it, making it think that he was facing an undead instead of a living person for a moment.

But the giant ax is still dancing like a spiral, adding a bit of gray mist to it every time it swings. At this time, the whole battle ax has been wrapped in gray, and the bone horse is about to kick in front of the young knight. For a moment, it jumped up suddenly, holding the handle of the ax with both hands!
The gray mist spread out in an instant, covering the sky above Cyril's head in an instant.The whistling sound of the sharp ax piercing through the air was like an eagle chirping in the sky, and the sharp tip of the ax was about to split the vampire's flawless face into pieces in the next second.

But the young knight under the ax just raised his head slightly, staring directly at Howell and his sharp ax that almost obscured the sun with his indifferent green eyes.

Then he slightly raised the long sword in his hand, and the blue wind wrapped around the blade, jumping like a hot flame.At this moment, his body suddenly became wobbly and distorted, as if what appeared under the sharp ax was not a real person, but a shadow.

"laugh--"

The sharp ax fell dully on the snow with an almost inaudible sound. Howell felt that he just hit a cloud of air, but when he looked closely, the boy was clearly still standing there, motionless Pass.

How can this be?

The soul flame in the helmet couldn't help jumping violently, representing its frightened emotional fluctuations.And Cyril completely wiped out the psychological insight of the terrifying knight in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart.

[Soul Burning Silence] and [Setanrio's Eye] allowed him to see through the direction of the axe. The moment he lifted the sword, he had already conceived how to inflict the greatest damage on the terrifying knight.Unless the terrible knight can enter the top family among the undead and obtain excellent combat skills inheritance, otherwise, the only thing he can rely on is the method he has found out in the promotion battle.

Simple, straightforward and efficient are their characteristics, but because of this, their combat skills are always full of flaws, especially under the magnification of the Eye of Setanrio.

And this made Cyril clear that the opponent was definitely not a battle-tested terrifying knight, at most a newly promoted "cute newcomer" - what was there to be afraid of such a terrifying knight for him?
Although in the game, even such a terrifying knight is a boss panel, which requires a group of people to beat up to kill.

But he, Cyril Adrian, with such a long list of titles, is he not a boss panel?Even the elite boss who is far better than the opponent, the legendary lord!
His mood immediately relaxed, and in a flash, he realized that this terrifying knight might be an excellent touchstone—he hadn't been able to find a suitable opponent to test his ability after being promoted to the profession. , he has not even been able to use his professional characteristics in actual combat:
Inherited from the Second Era, the "Hermit in the Wind" of Ennis, the knight of the wind brigade, received the protection of the wind god Azui and obtained the power of wind, which will allow him to control the wind element. What kind of changes will he get?

The cold wind howled.

He jumped off the nightmare horse and let the nightmare horse fight with the undead bone horse.Cyril felt the strands of cold wind blowing by, felt its finer parts, divided it into small sections of wind, and subdivided it into the finest wind element particles, making them like an inverted mold , Burn your own image into the air.

In the eyes of the terrifying knight on the opposite side, the figure of the young knight who had just let it slash through the air suddenly distorted, as if a double image was superimposed on it.But after a while, the overlapping shadow slowly separated from the young knight, standing side by side with the original figure.

It thought for a moment that its eyes were dazzled - most of the undead were immune to the influence of the illusion, and the fire of the soul would allow them to see the most authentic scene.But as the fire of the soul jumped, Howell immediately realized that the two young knights standing in front of him really existed.

Cyril turned his head slightly, looking at the Avatar of Wind standing beside him, which was almost exactly the same as him——

This is the rogue's "shadow splitting" technique. A rogue who walks in the shadows can use this trick to interfere with the enemy, and even manipulate the shadow avatar to assassinate.

He didn't know how to use such a skill in this world before, but at this moment, the wind element perfectly reproduced this scene.

It's even more real than it looks in the game.

Then it was his turn.

The two Cyril raised their hands almost at the same time. Although Cyril immediately realized that the movement of himself was not so smooth-this was because his control of the wind element was not detailed enough, but for the terrifying knight This scene is shocking enough.

The soul fire jumped wildly, and then swarmed out from the helmet, almost covering the entire face of the terrifying knight, and then spread to the sharp ax in his hand.

And the two Cyrils drew their swords at the same time, and the huge wind pressure distorted the fire of the soul even more.The terrifying knight roared wildly, slashing forward with the sharp ax in his hand, as if he hoped that this would be able to unravel the opponent's phantom technique straightforwardly, but the sword light covered its line of sight first.

Silver and cyan are intertwined, easily defusing the attack of the giant axe.Cyril experienced the swordsmanship from the Knights of the Wind Brigade. This kind of swordsmanship seemed to be designed to deal with the icy storm like a mountain tsunami. Each sword was as unpredictable as fluff in the wind, but the collisions were incomparably thick .

The more he swung the long sword, the more excited he became, but this made Howell complain unceasingly—it felt like it was entangled in a storm, unable to move, the opponent on the left was more powerful, but the opponent on the right had the wind blade Bitter.

It began to regret that it found such an opponent. It has only been promoted for a short time, and it has not yet made enough combat achievements. As long as it kills a little more, and kills a little more creatures, it will definitely be stronger than this young knight——

Yes, if you want to escape, if you want to escape, the chariot is behind you. As long as you go north, you can meet other undead troops and escape!

But Howell suddenly felt dizzy in his mind, and then all the strength in his body dissipated.The fire of the soul in the eye sockets fluttered, and at some point, a layer of pitch black climbed up.

During the collision, the poison of the giant venomous spider quietly entangled with the fire of the soul, and then penetrated into its body.

The giant ax fell to the ground, and the bright silver sword light turned into a long arc, knocking the head flying high.

It fell down.

The wind gradually dissipated, and the transformed Cyril disappeared.

The boy standing in the snow couldn't help licking his lips facing the headless and terrifying knight kneeling in front of him wearing hideous armor.

In that absolutely lucid consciousness, something was jumping, coaxing him:
"It's not enough to fight..."

"Do you have……"

"A stronger one?"

　It was an easy battle against Cyril, but it was a hard battle for the Siliki army.

　　By the way, I buried some foreshadowing [Actually, I feel that no one noticed the foreshadowing]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)