Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 63 Dragon Corpse Underground Palace 【Ask for a ticket】

Chapter 63 Dragon Corpse Underground Palace ([-]) 【Ask for tickets】

The eerie green light was flickering all around, and the shrill wind in the ear weaved a whimpering howl.Cyril even felt that the steps under his feet were starting to burn hot, as if a resentful spirit reached out and tried to grab his ankle.

But the charge had already been launched, no matter whether it was real or an illusion, he was left behind.

Before the comer returned his sword, the shield swung forward heavily, and slapped the figure's chest.However, the opponent's not-so-tall body remained motionless under the impact. Instead, Cyril clicked his tongue and felt a sharp pain in his left hand holding the shield. He almost threw the shield out of his hand.

He couldn't help clicking his tongue, thinking he had slapped on a steel plate, but this couldn't stop his attack—he simply lowered his left shoulder, and continued to rush forward in an unbalanced posture, almost hitting the opponent's chest In his arms, the long sword in his hand pierced out resolutely at this time.

The distance of this sword has been pressed extremely close, which is the maximum distance that the rogue can grasp. With the silver light flashing, he stared at the gap between the dense white bones, and slashed towards the connection.

But there was a clear and crisp sound as the flaming red arc flashed before his eyes.The unreasonable force suppressed Cyril's whole body.The flaming red sword was thrown back in front of him in an instant by the opponent who did not have the control ability that a skeleton should have, forcing back Cyril's blow that he claimed was fast enough.

He simply took two steps back and opened the distance again.Glancing around from the corner of the eye, he found that Elena's figure had disappeared, so he let out a sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to his opponent.

The body with only bones left was wrapped in a torn cloth, and the exposed chest was incomplete, and there was a huge gap there.The bones around the gap were charred and black.

Its head was lowered, and its empty eye sockets were facing the direction where Cyril was standing. Occasionally, a faint fire could be seen flashing in it, but it quickly went out.

It is very obvious that this is a skeleton whose soul fire has not yet been generated and is completely dependent on the command of the lich.It doesn't even have the simplest ability to think. Without the command of the Lich, it can only react instinctively.But how could a lich who majored in summoning necromancy allow a skeleton to make such a wonderful surprise attack and block before?

"It's really unreasonable, the Lich of the Summoning Department..."

Cyril couldn't help sighing that this type of lich has the weakest individual combat ability, but once they are given a good body as a slave, their combat effectiveness will increase exponentially.

Even if there is not enough killing to accumulate the magic power of the undead, it is only the most basic skeleton, as long as it has superb martial arts and strong strength during life, then these abilities inscribed between its bones and blood will reappear on the skeleton——

As for why the skeleton in front of him can have such combat power, the answer is obvious.

"Browning Visconti—"

He whispered the name of the skeleton during his lifetime.

He watched Elina's figure reappear behind the skeleton, a little flustered all the way, but he ran forward steadily, and sure enough, he didn't look back as he said, and he felt a little relieved.

If the girl knew that the ancestor she admired the most had "betrayed" human beings, "betrayed" La Rochelle, which she had once guarded with her life, and become the minion of the Lich, pointing the sword at her companions, then she would be outnumbered. I am afraid that the belief that has been firmly established for many years will be shattered with a bang, right?
"I helped you block the most difficult thing, and I don't ask for much reward, just give me the fragments of the corrupted orb..."

Cyril muttered, then bent down and placed the Crusader Knight's shield on the steps.

He flicked his left hand that was a little numb from the shock, and then turned it over, and he held the broken sword that he had been carrying with him all this time in his left hand.

With a long sword in one hand and a broken sword in the other, although it was not as smooth as expected, for a knight who puts most of his strength on the "Wanderer", this kind of equipment is much better than a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

He grinned, licked the tip of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and looked directly at the skeleton of the swordsman in front of him who had used his own power to forcibly shake the Lich sitting on the "Mage's Seat".

Then he strode forward, his body was like electricity, filled with magic power, the two swords were full of silver light, and two brilliant lights, one bright and one dark, interlaced in front of him.

It's like a fish and a dragon dancing.

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Eileen climbed upwards, the higher she went, the narrower and higher each step became, which also consumed her energy even more.

At some point, she was already drenched in sweat, her blond hair was scattered and stained on her cheeks with sweat, and the thick clothing lining her body was full of sweat, making her sticky and wet so uncomfortable.

Panting heavily, she pulled the leather armor on her chest hard to let herself catch her breath.The tension accumulated in her nerves seemed to be pressing on her legs, making every step of her more difficult.

The mage's seat, which seemed so close before her eyes, seemed so far away at this moment. She felt that she had climbed dozens of steps, but the throne was getting farther and farther away from her.

However, the ping-pong-pong-pong-pong sound of weapons colliding like a storm did not ease at all as she climbed away. Instead, every blow made her heart thump as if it was about to burst out of her chest——

Who is Ivor fighting?Why doesn't he let me look back?Isn't his skill very good, why is he so inextricably fighting with others?

Who else is there in this ruins?
The more nervous you are, the more chaotic your thoughts will be.She couldn't restrain herself from thinking wildly, one after another familiar or disgusting figures appeared in her mind, and a singing voice was like the accompaniment of an opera in her mind, echoing repeatedly:

"Visconti pierced Jiahui with butterfly wings, and he vowed to kill the Lich north of the ice field.

The sword named 'Die Lan' has endless brilliance, and the evil of the plague shatters in the tower.

The dying swordsman raised his filthy sword high and pierced his body—"

The name appeared in her mind like a flash of lightning, and she was dizzy for a while, and she almost called out.But it was her legs that reacted faster than her mouth—at the moment she was climbing a step with both hands, and was about to climb up, but the moment her thoughts came to her feet, her feet slipped.

Alina hastily exerted force to stabilize her figure, but suddenly loosened the cloak she had been wearing all along. The travel clothes seemed to have no attachment to her at all, and slid down.

Subconsciously, she wanted to turn around and grab the travel jacket, but a steady voice jumped out of her mind immediately: "Don't look back! Go forward, run!"

Don't look back, go forward, run!
The blond girl bit her lips hard, the pain made her gasp, but the heaviness on her legs seemed to dissipate a lot after the bite——

"Visconti, you are Visconti, you are going to kill that lich!"

"Run forward, climb up, and kill that lich!"

"Ancestors, ancestors will be proud of you, Elena Visconti!"

Shouting in her heart, she just half-closed her eyes and tried her best to climb up a few more steps.When I stretched out my hand again and wanted to grab the next ridiculously high step, I suddenly missed it——

She opened her eyes, and what she saw was the tall mage's seat, and the lich with the fire of soul jumping in the skull.

right in front of you.

 Thanks to this porridge person for the reward of 100 starting coins, thanks to the book friend 20200727194628626 for the reward of 100 starting coins, thanks to Xianhuguang for giving the reward of 100 starting coins to Ms. Elena, and thanks to the 100 starting points given to Miss Mia by Equation X Wujie Coin reward, thank you!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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