Blue Sword

"There is a small band of Normans ahead."

Mia swooped out of the shadow world, appeared in front of everyone, and then described the environment ahead, the distribution and position of the enemies.

Medea looked at Mi'er, and sure enough... Mia's descriptions were similar to what Mi'er had seen from the future.

The number of people, the distribution, and even the time of her return were all expected to be accurate.

It's amazing. Medea thought to herself, even a little jealous.

"So, do I still have to say how to play?" Ask asked everyone.

"No, no, no." The girls quickly said that we can do it, and there are simply not enough enemies for us to fight.

Of course, this can also be regarded as strategic contempt for the enemy. In fact, Huskar guards who master the laws are still threatening to a certain extent. Whether it is the derivative laws of frost or rage, they are all types that focus on attack output. If they are not careful, they may be injured by the opponent in turn.

Therefore, next, the most thoughtful student Sheila will design a tactical plan for everyone.

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Roadside Norman sentry post.

If any player is here, they will recognize that this so-called military outpost is actually a gas station set up on the roadside.

However, the Norman knights in Sicily didn't care about this. They didn't drive gas-hungry steel cars anyway, so they simply demolished half of the gas station and built a temporary small military stronghold.

The search for military leader Robert continues. After all, if there is no demigod protection in the future, won't everyone be bulldozed sooner or later when the Holy See's military production line is restored?

Therefore, although the Templar team was heading south towards Calabria, which would soon become a dangerous war zone, the retreating Norman knights still chose to leave some people along the way to continue searching for traces of their leader Robert.

A Norman knight, holding a tomahawk, stood at the edge of the gas station camp and took out an iron wine bottle from his arms.

Although alcohol should be prohibited in places like gas stations, Normans are obviously the type who would trample on all rules. The guy raised his neck nonchalantly, poured a few sips into his mouth, and then wiped his mouth sloppily.

At this time, he saw a white-haired female knight walking into the camp from outside.

Female knights...are considered a rare species among the Norman knights, but they are not absolutely non-existent. What is more eye-catching is her white hair, which is clearly a characteristic derived from the frost sequence after the northern bloodline became mature.

Therefore, the Norman knight lowered his head silently to show his respect for a law-level Huskar strongman.

The next second, his consciousness was taken away.

"So fast!" Hidrifa was a little surprised.

She knew that Medea could control the other person by looking at her, but it also depended on the other person's spirituality and level. A Level 6 Norman knight like this restrained the opponent in an instant (without even making eye contact), which really exceeded her expectations.

Then, the controlled Norman knight raised his head and smiled:

"Sir, shall we go?"

"Huh? Oh." Hildrifa nodded, and then continued to move forward accompanied by the knight.

Along the way, she was still secretly observing the controlled knight, and found that his expression was very natural, without any flaws at all.

According to Sidliefa's previous impression, whether it was Medea or Nora's mind control, the controlled person's facial expression was stiff, the pupils were dilated, and the details of the movements were somewhat stiff. As long as the enemy observes carefully for a moment, it is easy to detect something strange.

The Norman knight who is now under control has no flaws in his movements, and there is no problem at all.

"It's amazing." Hildrifa murmured. The Norman knight smiled slightly.

Of course Medea would not explain to her that this was not the ability of the mind sequence, but the skill of "manipulating laws".

Next to the oil depot in front, another senior Norman knight stood guarding the main road, with his battle ax and shield aside.

In the Northern Horn's army, the hierarchy is so strict that even if you are only one level behind others, you must obey the other party's authority most of the time.

Therefore, when the senior Norman knight on guard saw that the Norman knight who was supposed to be guarding the outermost perimeter actually left his post without authorization, his eyebrows jumped in displeasure - until his eyes turned to Sidley next to him. Fa, when he noticed her iconic silver-white hair, he quickly lowered his head to express awe and surrender.

The moment he lowered his head, his mind was also attacked instantly.

Enemy attack! After all, this senior Norman knight was of a higher level. He held on for a moment under Medea's attack, and then immediately activated his violent ability.

His pupils immediately contracted, his eyelids became bloodshot, and his muscles seemed to expand explosively. Some kind of animality dominated his mind, completely freeing him from mind control.

The senior Norman warrior first fired a shot of ice and blasted it forward indiscriminately across a wide range. Then he rolled sideways and came to the weapons and shields on the side of the oil depot.

The moment he held the shield, the surrounding light dimmed. The shadow under the oil depot suddenly stood upright and swallowed him in one bite.

In the shadow world, the knight in the weightless state was lifted up by the strong wind, waving his arms helplessly in the air (driven by the violent state to kill something), and then was slammed to the ground by the restored gravity.

His strong physical fitness and "Toughness" sequence ability allowed him to withstand all the damage caused by the fall. However, before he could get up from the ground, more than seven melted knives pierced him from all directions at the same time. his body.

Under severe pain and serious injuries, this senior Norman knight let out his last desperate roar. The power of frost burst out from his body at full power, exploding huge spiked ice rings like a supernova, spreading outward layer by layer. It spread ferociously, swallowing up all the "Peggies" surrounding him.

Then he fell to the ground completely exhausted, and died soon after.

Peggy came to his body and confirmed through spirituality that he was dead.

"I never thought that on the verge of death, this guy could unleash such a terrifying ultimate move."

"Fortunately, Peggy is using the Phantom Sword clone to attack him."

The girls who were watching the whole process from behind were filled with emotion. Sure enough, as long as he is an extraordinary person, he must not be underestimated even if he is at a low level, otherwise he may be killed by the opponent and dragged into hell.

After roughly appraising the other party's appearance, Paige's body began to squirm. First, the body shape is lifted, then the frame begins to expand, then the muscles are filled and grown, and finally the hair is modified and dyed.

Soon, this fair-skinned, pretty and cute Vampire girl turned into a tall, burly Norman man with reddish blond hair and beard who was over 1.9 meters tall.

"I am the male Hildafa!" Peggy said in a hoarse male voice, and then burst into laughter.

"Go to hell!" Sidrifa immediately became angry and kicked "him" hard on the butt from behind.

Thanks for the 1000 coins from Heath Ice Tea~