Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 623 Evans, Professional Level Breakthrough

The waves rolled up large pieces of gravel, setting off a height of nearly ten meters.The black-haired youth stood in front of the huge waves that almost covered the sky, but there was no wave in his heart.

Instead, he remembered the conversation he had with the kingdom's top genius on the boat heading to New Aowei Port:
"I feel that I have reached the bottleneck period. What should I do if I want to break through and continue to improve? It's very simple."

"The so-called professional level can only have a chance to break through after you have a full understanding of your own fighting style."

"As for how to understand... either there is an external force to help you, such as taking a dip in the holy pool of the ancient mysterious race, or bathing in dragon blood, and the gods will protect you."

"Either..."

The boy who was nearly ten years younger than himself showed an ordinary but deep smile, and what he said next made Evans silent for a long time:
"Go to die and you will know."

But at this moment, Evans suddenly felt that this was what Cyril Adrian called "die and die".

Cassandra was screaming in the distance, the noble lady of Port New Orway stood too far away, and the Hidden Blade in her hand was useless in the face of such a huge wave; she was trying to use a magic scroll, But when the magic took effect, he should have been swept away by the tide--

Evans stared straight ahead calmly, raised the sword in his hand slightly, aimed the blade at the huge waves, and a faint golden light covered the blade, like a candle in the dark night.

The element with which he is sympathetic is earth.

The reason why mages can exert full combat power in a non-affinity element environment is because they have an element pool, which can make up for the conditional elements that do not have spell needs in the current environment.

If it was an earth elemental mage, he could even wave his hands and build an earth wall at this moment, completely sheltering himself behind the earth wall, and then slowly calculate.

But Evans didn't have an elemental pool, and he couldn't build an earth wall.His physical body is not strong enough to block the huge waves mixed with gravel; his sword is also impossible to cut off the huge waves with a single sword, and his speed is not enough to support him to escape the range of the huge waves.

This is indeed in line with what Cyril said was a "death to death" environment. Evans' mind was completely calm at this moment, and he was analyzing the situation in front of him with unprecedented efficiency.

He simply closed his eyes.

The pictures of the past emerged one by one like a revolving lantern, and there were only a few dozen pictures in just twenty years. His eyes swept over the rebellious and unruly self in the academy, and he chose to leave Salkonan and fly away, wandering around as a servant. The self of the Corps swept past the self who led the team in northern Xinjiang to meet the undead, and finally landed on the ocean, wearing a pirate captain's hat, breathing smoke rings and crossing his legs.

"The way I fight—"

Evans realizes that he does not seem to be a good solo player, and he is more used to standing in a team, whether as a follower or as a leader.

He has good luck, no matter where he can have a group of subordinates or companions who are easy to talk to; perhaps half of his talent is in command ability, at least he doesn't seem to have made any major mistakes in decision-making.

Evans has never looked at himself so clearly. He spread out all his understanding of himself and read them one by one, and gradually came to a clear understanding:
What if you "project" all of this onto your own battle surface?

If one's own way of fighting fits better with one's own way of being a human being, is this the key to a breakthrough?
Gather the things that can be used by yourself to your side, and turn the individual battle into a team battle...

It was as if a seed that had germinated long ago and was only waiting for water and nutrients to nourish it suddenly got enough supplies at this moment.As soon as Evans had this idea, countless routes quickly spread out in his mind.

His mind was bright, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, the golden light on the blade suddenly became several times brighter. As he chanted, there was a humming sound in the air:
"Resonanz!"

In front of him is the water curtain that is about to fall, and it is a rock block that is almost the size of a person, and after that, there is a stick-shaped thing that is almost as thick as two people——

Without any timidity, he swung forward the long sword that had been held steadily in his hand at this moment, allowing the golden light to bloom.

Then was engulfed in the huge waves.

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"boom!"

The huge wave fell as expected, and Cassandra had just opened the magic scroll in her hand, but she could only witness this scene with a stiff body——

Amidst the splashing water, a thick tentacle several meters long lifted up from the shore proudly, apparently having just completed a blow: the tentacle was densely covered with ferocious mouth-like suckers, revealing sharp His teeth are opening and closing by themselves at this moment.

Those countless mouths were roaring sharply at this moment, as if they were jumping for joy for their excellent attack just now.

Cassandra's pupils contracted into a dot, and she understood it all immediately:
The huge waves and broken banks were all caused by this tentacle.

And Evans died because of it!

What a monster!

She had never heard of such a monster lurking in the waters of Port New Orway, and there had never been a similar description in any historical record; He knew everything well, but something completely unknown appeared in front of him so abruptly.

And he had no way to deal with it.

Even let him take away the people around him.

The aftermath of the huge wave is like a rain, which is still dripping down at this moment; the mist rolls along the embankment amidst the roar of the tentacles, and soon engulfs the place where Evans stood before—

Is he going to disappear from his sight so completely?
"Evans! Evans!"

Cassandra was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth sharply.Pain and fishy smell covered her mouth at the same time, and at the same time made her wake up.

She immediately tore off the scroll in her hand, and suddenly sparkling fire patterns lit up in midair, weaving into a six-pointed star magic circle with the height of two people.

The tentacle seems to have a keen sense of the concentration of magic power, and immediately turned its "head" towards the magic circle at the moment the magic circle formed, but the majestic and blazing fireballs have been spewed out one after another, smashing towards the place where the tentacles are located .

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The fireballs slammed into the tentacles, which twisted in mid-air, trying to destroy them with a whip.

And Cassandra looked at the place that was gradually covered by the mist, without any hesitation, spread her legs, and ran towards it with all her strength——

The high temperature brought by the fireball evaporated the water droplets around the tentacles and turned them into thick mist.She ran between the rain and the fog, and soon her dashing long hair smeared her face in an embarrassing manner.

She didn't know what kind of expression she had now, and she didn't know what kind of attitude she had towards Evans, but at this moment, the eldest daughter of the Auditore family had only one thought in her mind:
"Evans, whether you are dead or alive, I want to see you!"

The fireball was still spitting, and the tentacle's counterattack gradually became impatient.After smashing a ball of fire with all its force, it suddenly trembled violently in the air, and then the dense sucker mouths opened at the same time, making a shrill cry:
"what!!!"

This voice was like a blade, piercing straight into the depths of Cassandra's spirit.She was shaking and almost fell into the sea with one step.She quickly covered her ears, but the sharp voice continued to invade her mind.

Cassandra could barely keep her balance, and her figure became wobbly.The world in front of her eyes began to rotate, and she was gradually unable to distinguish the direction, and could only see that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was about to swallow her into it.

"You can't close your eyes, Cassandra, you can't close your eyes, you can't close your eyes!" She shouted to herself, and ran forward a few steps with exhaustion, but the mortal body had already reached its limit.

The darkness gradually devoured her spirit. With her last will, she took the biggest step she could take, and then fell straight forward, leaving only a murmur in her mouth:
"Evans..."

And beside the ear, a soft answer sounded:
"Here I am."

She fell into a firm, strong and warm embrace.

"Resonanz."

Following the sound of whispers, she vaguely discerned the sound of stones colliding, and then everything around her suddenly went dark, and the noisy noise disappeared.

Then, a bright golden light illuminated her surroundings.

A second ago, the surrounding area was still a harbor, but at this moment, it was surrounded by rocks, forming an arched space, which firmly guarded her.She recognized that the color of the rock above her head was the blue-gray stone bricks commonly used in port docks. It seemed to be a complete piece, with eagle head patterns carved on the port road surface...

"I... am I dead?"

She felt that all the strength in her body had been drained, and now she was leaning against that warm body, only endless fatigue was left.

She raised her head slightly, and saw the young man's black hair wet by the seawater resting on his forehead under the golden halo, under which was a pale and handsome face, his dark eyes were deeper than before, and he looked uprightly. look at her.

Sunny Evans.

"Why did you come here? Didn't you see that tentacle?" Evans asked in a low voice, and at the same time supported Cassandra to sit on a chair - Cassandra didn't realize it at this time He actually sat down, just powerlessly letting Evans manipulate him.

She suddenly felt extremely stable in her heart - she had never experienced this kind of stability, so much so that at this moment she even wanted to indulge in it and let her fatigue swallow her.

After a while, her almost fragmented consciousness resumed, allowing her to gradually return to her previous state.

"I...you...Evans, are you still alive?" Cassandra finally came back to her senses, looking at the young man in front of her who was groping on the ground with a long sword illuminating the surroundings.

"Not dead." Evans turned around and explained calmly, "Luckily, I broke through to the professional level."

"Professional level..." Cassandra certainly knew what Evans meant, "Then don't we..."

"Unfortunately, I don't have the ability to defeat it in such an environment." Evans naturally refers to the tentacle, "What we see is only a part of it, its body is under the sea surface, I don't know what it is where..."

At this moment, Evans understands that what Cyril Adrian said "die and die" is really useful-only in such an environment where there is no other way but to fight to the death, the potential of human beings can be realized. It is possible to be stimulated and complete a breakthrough.

He is also thankful that he has a clear positioning for himself, and he did not blindly exaggerate his own combat power. He is very clear that his own advantage is by no means absolute personal force, but the command and auxiliary role in the team——

And so, at the moment when the waves crashed, his clear thought pointed a way for his elemental affinity:
resonance.

Under the resonance, he turned the broken rocks mixed in the waves into his own parts, and built a rock castle in an instant—if Cassandra could go outside at this time, she would see that they It was impressively standing in a small fortress made of stacked rocks.

It sounds like the ability of an earth elemental mage, but when Evans actually manipulated it, he found that his "resonance" was by no means so superficial.

"Can you stand up? We need to leave the port... It is impossible for us to contact the fleet alone." Evans straightened up, walked to Cassandra, and tried to pull her up.

Although Cassandra's body was still in a limp state, she leaned on Evans reluctantly. While being shocked by the terrifying and destructive power of the tentacle, she lowered her head to look at the magic scroll in her arms.

The scroll has completely dimmed, and the spells inscribed on it have obviously been exhausted.

"How do we leave? That tentacle keeps screaming, it can destroy my spirit..."

"Although there is no way to defeat it, it's okay to just escape." Evans said, raising the long sword in his hand.

The ground began to roar.

Cassandra clearly felt the clods of soil under her feet wriggling, as if a giant worm had burrowed under her feet.She felt herself sinking, and the fact that the ceiling above her head was getting further and further away was enough to prove it.

In a blink of an eye, they had sunk nearly three meters.

"This height is enough."

Evans raised his sword forward, and at some point in time a rough cave passage appeared in front of him.

"This road leads all the way to the exit of the Taranto district. We will leave the Taranto district from here...Can you go?"

"Probably..." Cassandra tried to move forward, but almost fell down after only one step.

She felt a little embarrassed, she seemed to have never been so embarrassed, but the young man beside her just said gently: "It's okay, just wait for me."

She was helped to sit on that chair again—only now did she realize that it seemed to be a stone bench.

"What are you going to do? We are no match for that tentacle..."

"It's all here, even if I can't solve it, I have to leave some 'gifts' for it. Cassandra, cover your ears."

Cassandra immediately covered her ears obediently, and as Evans' words fell, her eyes suddenly lit up——

The rocks above the head suddenly flew high, they rotated in the air, and gradually changed from irregular shapes to sharp spears, and then they all moved towards the tentacles that were still twisting on the sea surface. Quickly stab away.

Without the slightest fluctuation of magic power, these rock spears seemed to appear out of thin air. The tentacle did not respond at all, but was stabbed by dozens of spears together, and the sharp spear tip pierced into that one. In the mouth full of sharp teeth, there was another hoarse scream resounding in the air——

Although Cassandra had already covered her ears, the voice still forcefully pried open her eardrums and penetrated into her head.However, Evans immediately waved his hand and filled the vacant head again, isolating the sound waves.

"Is this... your professional level ability?" Cassandra spoke smoothly after a while, looking at Evans with suspicion in her eyes.

"I'm just getting started, too." Evans said, squatting down in front of Cassandra, and following Cassandra's exclamation, he bent her legs under his ribs.

Cassandra quickly put her limp arms around Evans' neck, and was carried by him like this, and walked smoothly and quickly into the corridor ahead.

"Where should we go now?"

"Go find someone who can handle this stuff in Port New Orway."

On the surface of the sea outside, the tentacle with dozens of spears made of rock was still twitching.

　Finished, [-] more words~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)