The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

The bone arrow exuding an icy breath shot from the undead towards Alseria, and the scream tearing through the air represented terrifying power and unparalleled speed. This was definitely not an ordinary arrow.

Undead archer? After slightly raising her head to look at the sky, Arcelia's figure disappeared from where she was. Only in the eyes of the wraith banshees in the sky can we capture a little image of her actions.

"Be careful, Miss Knight is here!"

Amidst the reminders of several banshees, the bone warriors on the ground once again corrected their evaluation of the knight girl in front of them. Such a high-speed reaction and action ability is not something that the average seventh-level strong person can do.

Just glanced at the trajectory of the bone arrow, she actually judged all the attack points perfectly. You know, those bone arrows have even considered her moving route. This is not the first time the Ghost Army has fought against a level 7 opponent.

"Here!" To Arcelia's expectation, among the opponents, someone actually judged her course of action correctly. It was a skeletal swordsman holding only a pair of short swords. Before her footsteps stopped, his short swords had already shot in her direction.

Good eyesight and perception. Was this guy in charge of scouts before? Realizing this, Arcelia glanced at the opponent who had thrown the short sword, but this was not enough to stop her attack.

"Ha!" She stepped her foot firmly on the ground, and with the help of the huge elastic force, Arseria leaped high, gathered the storm power on the sword, and first made a horizontal cut.

A blue-white light broke through the sword and shot at the bone warriors on the ground, and around the blue-white light was a high-speed cyclone that continuously rotated.

"Shield guard! Defense." In the voice of the knight's command, more than a dozen huge shields were raised high, ready to meet the attack of this blue-white light.

"Liberation! The power of the Wind King!" In Arcelia's calm voice, the blue light exploded before it even touched the shields.

The high-speed cyclone that descended from the sky exploded in one breath. These cyclones seemed to have life, completely out of the shielded area, and directly blasted to the ground.

"Boom!" At this moment, the dust and smoke rising up were more than ten meters high. The entire land was blasted out of dozens of large pits of varying sizes by these cyclones.

over there! Although the sight was completely occupied by dust, Arseria still judged her goal by relying on the unimaginable keen intuition of others.

After a beautiful somersault landed, Arseria turned her body and slapped a powerful spin.

"Ding!" The crisp sound of weapons reverberated in the air, and Arseria's sword was blocked by at least five weapons, but they were all bounced off by her holy sword.

However, the weapon that finally appeared in front of her surprised her for the first time. It was a black spear with a spiral force, and the breath of death on the tip of the spear made the holy sword in her hand tremble.

Death Coil? It was not the first time that Arcelia, who had fought against an opponent using this type of move, immediately knew the identity of the opponent. On the mainland, there is only one class that will use this terrifying move, the legendary death knight!

"Excaliba!" A golden light flashed through the dust. In the surprised eyes of the opponent, Arcelia no longer retained her strength, and a full blow would bring death to the knight commander. The gun bounced off, and then released the magic power that was close to the essence in one go.

"This is!" Arseria's target, the knight who ordered the army just now, made a surprised voice for the first time. Seeing the true form of Arseria's treasure, he obviously had a huge flaw at this moment. He didn't even think of blocking her attack with the black knight gun in his hand.

Chance! Although I don't understand why the other party is in a daze, it is absolutely impossible for Arcelia to let go of such a gap. After a golden sword mark flashed, the death knight in heavy armor disappeared under the golden light. Arcelia's target was originally the death knight who gave orders.

Killing the leader of the opposing army with the fastest speed is the most important part of Alzeria's plan. Although it was not estimated that the opponent was actually a death knight, the plan to use the opponent's lack of intelligence to kill the enemy leader with the fastest movement and instant explosive power was successful.

However, the next thing made Arcelia realize that she still underestimated this army of undead. I don't know why, they didn't care about the killing of the leader at all. Immediately after the death knight disappeared, another knight took his place.

"Swordsman! Joint attack!"

"Pikeman, Pierce!"

"Bow ride, continuous shooting!" Command after command echoed in the air, and the bone warriors and knights who were instructed also followed these commands to resist Alzeria's attack.

Very strong! This is the common idea of ​​both sides. From this short few minutes of fighting, both sides have realized the strength of the other side. This is definitely not an opponent that can be easily defeated.

"Boom!" The violent wind exploded uncontrollably beside Alseria, and the golden holy sword in her hand finally showed its true colors under the moonlight.

"Ah, that idiot Eric was killed by the enemy again. Who told him to be so pushy, thinking that he is a death knight can be the commander of the army. He was killed when fighting a powerful opponent. The hapless one in the first place."

"Yes, that's right, he was still in a daze in front of that lady knight's sword just now. He was slaughtered but it was his own responsibility. Who told him to stare at the girl's face. Even if he became a death knight, his **** was still the same. It's terrible."

"Strange, I don't think he is still thinking about looking at the enemy's face when he is fighting? Although his personality is a hopeless type, at least he is serious in the fight. How could he be killed by the enemy in one blow?"

The wraith banshees in the air began to talk about it. Obviously, the death knight killed by Arseria just now didn't seem to please these banshees very much.

"Ding! Ding!" Arcelia, who showed the true form of the golden holy sword, no longer made any reservations, and tried her best to fight in this group of skeletal army.

"Raging orc warrior, block the course of action. Gun knight, prepare for a frontal attack! Swordsman, support!" In the calm command of another knight, the formation of the ghost army began to change. A team of skeletal warriors, whose figures were obviously taller than ordinary warriors, and whose bones were different from those of humans, rushed to Alseria's side. They were holding heavy weapons such as giant axes and maces. With just a slight wave, it completely blocked the space where Alseria moved.

Opposite Arcelia, a team of gun knights had already begun to make preparations for the charge, and the cold spears looked murderous in the moonlight.

It was not time to retain the magic power, and Arcelia, who was clearly aware of the crisis, made a decision immediately. The strength of this undead army is completely beyond her imagination. Even in the undead war that made everyone desperate, such a team can be regarded as the elite force among the undead.

Until now, they had only dispatched about a quarter of the troops, and among the three quarters of the troops that had not been dispatched, it was not known whether there was a powerful enemy like the death knight just now. It would be too self-righteous if you don't use all your strength. Now, beside her, there was no Twelve Round Table Knights who had grown up in the war and served as her support and backing.

"Awaken, Xkariba!" It may be the reason why the opponent is an undead, Arseria finally decided to use the power that was not used in the battle with Nobel. This power, in the oath, is not a power that can be used against humans.

One, two, three... The dazzling and sacred light shone on the golden holy sword in Arcelia's hand. In just a few short seconds, the light from that golden sword was several times brighter than when it first appeared.

"My name is Arcelia, the lord of the holy sword Xcaliba, in accordance with the power of the oath, grant me undefeated." After closing the eyes and lightly reading the ancient oath, Arcelia body His armor began to emit an unprecedented sacred light. And the golden holy sword in her hand also began to sparkle with a huge magical power like the substance.

"Yeah!" After opening the pair of holy green eyes, Arseria finally showed her true power as the King of England for the first time. After a circle of dazzling golden light passed, the huge skeletal warriors used to block her actions were all cut into two pieces.

Although they all tried to use the huge weapons in their hands to defend against her slashes, the huge weapons that could barely hold Alzeria's treasure were completely meaningless at this time. It can't even be blocked a little bit.

Now every blow that Arcelia swayed brought a powerful magic power, which was so powerful that it could be seen with the naked eye. That magical power is too powerful, just touching the other person's body will permeate their whole body. Any perfect defense of the other party is meaningless.

Surrounded by a group of skeletal warriors, Arcelia's figure represents victory and undefeated. That dazzling golden brilliance, probably anyone who saw it would immediately be full of power.

This is the true posture of Arcelia, the posture of the king who once led the army to fight the invincible Death Knights.