Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 727 The Battle Between Two Places

It's not that Cyril is not wary of the other Chaos that may exist in the Austrian Emma formation. In a battle of this scale, no matter how many Transcendent reserves the two sides have, Chaos will inevitably be there to suppress the formation.

The Aosheng Emma people have an army of nearly [-], and it is only natural that more than two Transcendents are present.

It's just that Cyril didn't expect the opponent to be able to endure the defeat of his own coach before making a move, and he didn't expect the opponent's attack to be so unpredictable——

He can swear that he didn't feel a trace of condensation from the atmospheric thunder element. This sky thunder was simply generated out of thin air, completely skipping the step of magic power condensation!
He was struck straight by this thunderbolt, and the overwhelming force wrapped in the thunderbolt made it impossible for the wind element to drag him in the air.He fell straight down, and his body crashed straight down a barracks, even smashing a deep hole in the ground.

Cyril gritted his teeth. Considering his body at this time, the power of such thunder is not enough to hurt him, but the strange thing is that the thunder still did not dissipate, but turned into countless tumbling "Thunder Snakes" ", arcs constantly blooming on his body.Every movement of his was hindered by the electric shock, and gradually there were bursts of magic sounds in his ears, as if the sounds turned into nails and were driving into his body!

His body was responding to this, and the arrogance of Isis possessed by the Feather of Isis did not allow anyone to suppress it like this, and muffled beast roars resounded from the depths of his bones.

But this kind of beast's roar actually aroused the thunder even more maniacally. He seemed to see a beast with its head held high was about to jump high, but it was immediately thrown down from mid-air by a big net, and it was tightly wrapped up——

"Crack!"

There was a cracking sound, and Cyril suddenly discovered that the power of the Isis Feather that continued to bless him had been disconnected from his body, as if the Isis Feather had been forcibly pulled away from his body !
This is a relic of the gods!
The young Marquis was shocked, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood what this thunderbolt was - he didn't feel any fluctuations from the thunder element, because the sneak attack thunder was not caused by the "thunder element" at all. Turned into thunder!
This is a ban technique!
The banning thunder from Primordial Sacrifice!
The primordial priests should not have participated in this kind of internal human war as a subordinate of one party. Even if they appeared on the battlefield, they should also appear as "mediators".

But at this very moment, the party representing the fair scale of human beings has become the perpetrator so openly!
People from Ao San Emma really don't want face!
After thinking about this, Cyril smiled instead of anger. He closed his eyes slightly, and quickly reconnected his consciousness with the Feather of Isis. Feather rushed back and forth like a mad beast, trying to break through the blockade of the iron chain, but the rune was always shining with bright luster, constantly repelling it.

However, just as Cyril's consciousness approached, the iron chain vibrated violently, followed by a bang, and exploded into pieces——

"Huh? I haven't done anything yet?"

Cyril was slightly surprised, but then he noticed that there was a warm light shining on his neck at this moment——

Primordial Necklace.

Before Cyril had time to think about it, the feather of Isis had already reconnected with him like a suckling swallow.

He opened his eyes again, and the strength of his body has quickly returned to the previous state, and above the pit in front of him, there is already a dragon head with a huge mouth open, with a huge ball of fire in its mouth, and a bright and dazzling fireball is sprayed towards him. The pillar of flame light!

Veteran Rowell O'Brien was bare-chested, and there were several deep dents left by boxing on his muscular body.His eyelids were constantly throbbing due to the pain in his body, but the corners of his mouth were grinning with uncontrollable joy——

He knew that such an arrogant young man would never let himself go easily after gaining an advantage. He might really succeed outside the barracks, but this was inside the barracks!

Within their stronghold of Alma St. Emma!
Even if the primordial priest accompanying the army didn't know how to participate in the process of the war openly, he couldn't allow his own commander to be killed by the opponent under his nose, and when the two superhumans shot at the same time, the young marquis had already I fell into a place of death!
Aren't you physically hard?Are you crazy?Don't you like to reproduce my fighting style and humiliate me?

Are you still going crazy under the banning technique of the extraordinary primordial priest?

The method of condensing this pillar of fire is exactly the same as before, the only difference is that this pillar of fire is completely composed of "Chilong Xinyan"!
"Longyan Kill!"

Under the spin of the halberd, the mouth of the Chilong opened to the limit, and the pillar of fire was so hot that the surrounding barracks were vaporized, reaching the limit of the output of Longyan's magic power!
Incinerate under the ground you guard!
"Cang—!"

The veteran's eyes suddenly shrank.

A bright cyan curved arc flashed quickly through the beam of light, it was so fast that he could hardly catch it with his eyesight, only a passing afterimage.

Then, the dragon head, which continued to breathe out the Chilong Xinyan, suddenly stopped breathing.

Immediately afterwards, the whole dragon's head was broken into two neat petals as if someone had split it with a knife in the middle, and turned into flying fire magic power, fluttering down the red flame feathers, and landed in the army of Ao Shengemma.

Fire, fire, fire, fire everywhere.Even though the soldiers of Ao Sheng Emma had already retreated from this land of right and wrong, the Red Dragon Heart Flame had already turned into rain and fell, and it could not be extinguished when it fell on the body. As the soldiers fled, it continued to spread towards the surroundings.

Lowell Oberian supported the halberd, stepped back two steps, and was supported by a pair of hands to stand firmly.

"Hilbert sacrificial..."

He turned his head and looked at the old man in the Primordial Sacrificial Robe who walked up to him with a dejected look on his face.

"Marshal Oberian."

Priest Hilbert nodded slightly to him, then stretched his fingers forward——

In the raging sea of ​​flames, a young figure crawled out of the pit. The moment he stood firm, all the flames around him stopped.

In the hand of that figure, the blue light on the long sword was shining.

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Leonardo was in a bitter fight.

He has played against professional players a lot, but his experience can't be said to be rich. The death of his wife 20 years ago made him fall into a long-term decadence. If he hadn't met this young earl—now it should be said to be a marquis, he might still have stopped at the state of strength 20 years ago.

But after all, he is not a freak like Cyril who is as good as drinking water. Even if he has regained his fighting spirit, his physical limitations and long-term lack of decadence have caused huge obstacles to his improvement in strength.

And at this moment, the opponent he is facing is definitely standing far ahead of him on this long road of professional level.

He felt that he was so dull. The great sword in his hand, which had always been extremely light, was extremely heavy. No matter how he swung it, the opponent could easily dodge it, or when he drew the sword, the opponent had already left there, leaving only a short distance behind. The illusion of ice crystals.

"Ice element, summoned item, damage after breaking..."

Leonardo has already summed up the core points of the opponent's fighting style, but at this moment, he is like a game player without a client who is chatting and laughing. Buried sand, but in real operation, even the most basic combo can't be done.

Even if he replaced the big sword in his hand with the lightest dagger or stabbing sword, he still couldn't hit this professional-level Austrian Saint Emma named "Lambert".

If there is anything he has an advantage over, it may be that the armor reforged by the dwarves has stronger magic resistance and toughness, so that every time the ice crystal bursts, it will cause him less damage than imagined; And the magic resistance provided by the earth element route he chose can allow him to take more hits——

Lambert is not a fighter, she won't fight you in melee at all, she is a complete mage, constantly playing with enemies at a distance until they are worn out to death.

Leonardo once again had an emotion called despair. The last time such an emotion appeared in his consciousness was 20 years ago.

Can't keep up, can't keep up with the opponent's speed at all——

Holding the big sword in his hand, according to the opponent's previous offensive habits, he subconsciously blocked the big sword in front of him in advance. Sure enough, less than a second later, a mass of ice crystals exploded on his broad sword body, and was caught by the big sword. The sword blocked it firmly.

Wait a minute.

Leonardo felt the loss of his magic power, and suddenly thought of something——

My own combat experience has already allowed me to predict the opponent's attack route.The problem he encountered at this time was that he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed and couldn't cause damage to the opponent.

But what if he doesn't "follow" her?

What if he made her have nowhere to escape?

As soon as he thought about it, he suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the ground under his feet began to tremble instantly.

Lambert's body shone on the snowfield, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead due to the loss of magic power, and couldn't help but spit.

Unexpectedly, the professional level that La Rochelle sent to fight with her was actually such a hard tortoise, whose lethality was almost equal to zero, but it was really hard.

Every ice crystal burst of her is composed of a large amount of magic power. Even though the snowfield environment is extremely powerful for her to mobilize ice elements, her own magic power is constantly being consumed.

Are all the people of La Rochelle like this, relying on defense to grind the enemy to death?

She was in a trance when suddenly the ground under her feet began to shake.Lambert raised his eyes immediately, and saw that the knight named "Leonardo Treville" suddenly stopped the attack, holding the big sword in both hands, holding the big sword in front of his chest, obviously accumulating magic power.

"Could it be possible that you can create an earthquake, or summon a mountain giant?" Lambert muttered to himself, but his subordinates were relentless. When he raised his hand, three spinning ice lotuses turned towards the standing still knight Go straight!

At this moment, without the cover of the great sword, without active defensive posture, relying solely on the offset of magic power and armor is not enough to withstand most of the damage caused by the ice crystal explosion, let alone what Lambert is aiming at this time, It is Leonardo's weakest point head!

The three ice lotuses were spinning, and they were about to hit the back of the knight's head, but Lambert only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a layer of golden halo scattered from the knight's body, turning into a real phantom. Duo Binglian shattered immediately when it hit it, but it didn't hurt the knight at all!
"Damn!"

Lambert's heart was full of alarm bells, and she realized that what Leonardo was preparing at this time was by no means an attack that he could not touch himself like before.She immediately backed up, then leaned over, drew a complete circle with her hands on the ground, and outlined a magic circle between them, then clapped her hands on the ground and chanted loudly:
"My beloved Bingling, where my spirit is, my soul, weep, Bingling Weeping Demon Lion!"

Immediately, the magic circle under her was shining brightly, and the messy snow around her footprints suddenly dissipated, and immediately in front of her, an icy blue figure gradually emerged.

She couldn't help being anxious—this summoning spell needs a huge amount of ice element support, and her previous attack undoubtedly consumed too much ice element in the environment, and the speed at which the Ice Weeping Demon Lion formed at this moment is certainly not bad , but it was far from enough for her anxiety!
She raised her eyes again and looked at the knight in the distance ahead. She didn't hide her actions at all, but the other party didn't launch a chase...

"what is that?"

When she saw Leonardo's state clearly, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Danya, what are you playing?"

I saw that the golden phantom, which was only a punch away from Leonardo's body, has now expanded and expanded again, and has turned into a five-meter-high little golden giant, and its body is expanding at an even more alarming speed !

The ground under his feet was constantly shaking, and it seemed that a huge amount of earth element was absorbed by the knight every second.This fluctuation from the earth element even affected the condensing body of the Weeping Demon Lion. Lambert could no longer be distracted from paying attention to Leonardo's situation, and could only concentrate on condensing his summoned objects.

But is that knight crazy?He is not summoning elemental creations!
He is accumulating elements on himself!

Don't think that the elements have no load on the body, and the external elements will cause the same pressure on the body as its original form. At this moment, the knight is like carrying a small hill on his body, but he still wants to make this small hill. The mound becomes a mountain!
He is just a mortal, not an earth dragon!
What is he trying to do?
Lambert was flustered, but heard a dull sound coming from the ground in front of her. She raised her eyes hastily, and what she saw was a huge figure with a height of 30 meters, walking towards her!
"What a joke!"

She screamed, and the Weeping Ice Demon Lion in front of her finally took shape, but the seven-meter-long Weeping Ice Demon Lion looked like a toy in front of the 30-meter-high figure——

Immediately afterwards, the knight slowly raised his arm, and with a distance of nearly 20 meters, he turned that handle into a 30-meter-long giant sword, and slashed at the Ice Weeping Demon Lion!
　Thanks to the book friend Guangzhi's only son for supplementing the previous chapter on "air supremacy". The content written in the article is indeed too thin, and the real seizure of air supremacy is very complicated. This article only cites an example in a war game, [name and criticize wows aircraft carrier] Not something that can be trusted.

　　
　
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