Ark of the Immortal

What else did the young warrior knight beside him want to say? He would have been a member of the audience.

As a fan of the Immortals, he bought a ticket four days ago just for the Immortals game.

Now that the undead has made such a choice, why can't the war knights worry about him?

"It's his choice."

Li said.

"We can't cause any more trouble to the master."

When the undead choose to ignore the Knights Association, Li and his companions no longer have any reason to protect the undead.

The war knight was speechless and put away the spear in his hand.

The knights belonging to the war knights also put away their weapons, and they all took a step back.

When the silent knight passed by these fighting knights, these fighting knights also slightly bowed their heads to him.

Everyone knows that today may see the death of a titled knight who has not yet received the title. But in this fight, they won't make a choice.

Because they no longer belong to individuals, they belong to Casimir.

But this does not prevent them from paying tribute to the knight in front of them who is determined to implement his own ideas.

The despicable followers also saw this scene, but it was completely different in their eyes.

"He's out! He's out!"

"What should I do? Go up directly?"

"How dare this guy come out? Go up and catch him!"

The supervisors in the formation were bustling with people. They had already heard the name of the knight they wanted to arrest today.

They may not be opponents on their own, but as long as they come together, they will be a force that cannot be ignored.

The leader was silent. If he were not controlled by the business alliance, he would not be able to bear to make such a decision.

He pulled down his mask and raised the sword in his hand.

"Everyone obeys the order!"

The soldiers behind him immediately silenced their voices and tightened their grip on their weapons.

"The target of arrest is the murderer who killed more than a dozen citizens of Casimir! He is not a knight of honor!"

The leader's tone was firm, but he had no confidence.

"So, even though he is the winner of the Major, don't be afraid! We are doing this for Casimir!"

This country had smoothed off the edges of its independence knighthood more than a decade ago.

Now, I have become a parasite under the business alliance, eating away at Casimir's few glory.

"Immortal! Now you have one last chance! Put down your weapons, the Knights Association is willing to accept your surrender!"

The moth opens its mouthparts full of filth and aims at the shining sun disk.

"Otherwise, we will arrest you on behalf of Casimir! Life or death!"

The undead stretched out his right hand, grasped the long sword at his waist, and pulled it out with force.

bass!

The sword is unsheathed.

The leader was speechless, and the undead completely ignored his presence.

The strange anger in his heart engulfed him, and he snorted coldly, pointing the long sword in his hand at the Sword and Shield Knight.

"catch him!"

"Come on!"

So the despicable ones took steps together, emboldened by their meaningless shouts.

Countless swords were aimed at the undead in the open space, and crossbows were also aimed at the knight, aiming to pierce his flesh and blood and tear apart the foundation of his behavior.

This is not an arrest, this is a deliberate murder.

It's a trap set by a despicable person against a noble knight, and it will destroy his spirit!

In the distance, the roof of the Business Alliance headquarters building.

The scenery here can provide a panoramic view of the Great Knight Territory, which is the exclusive right of the Business Alliance. Just as they envisioned, they controlled the entire Casimir in one hand.

The old man squinted his eyes and watched the scene he designed on the screen in front of him.

"I originally thought that your hand was not too harsh, and I was afraid it would be ineffective. But I didn't expect that he actually took the bait."

There was also a one-eyed old man next to him who smiled sinisterly and said.

"The car is of little use to a knight like him. But you used this hand to draw out his anger."

The white-haired old man stared at the tide of knights facing him on the screen, with a slightly proud smile on his face.

"If he doesn't want to come back with revenge, let someone provoke him again. If he can really endure it, let him endure it until his temper is completely gone."

Waving his hand, he said calmly.

"Even if he is fine, if his friends, his apprentices, and his former leaders disappear one by one from his eyes, I don't believe he can endure it. As long as he takes action, we will let the Knights Association keep an eye on him. method."

This was their plan from the beginning.

Like mud, the despicable means want to tarnish the noble, dragging him into the abyss together, to be silent in his own pride and laughter.

As long as you can't get it, this beauty will be destroyed. Just because that beauty is so dazzling in the eyes of the despicable.

The sword and shield knight raised his sword and held up his shield with his left hand.

The lightning flashed on the blade, making it hard to open one's eyes.

That is a miracle that has been spread since the ancient times of the gods.

According to legend, dragon-hunting swordsmen covered the blade with lightning in order to pierce the hard scales.

Miracle (Thunder Sword)

Several swords attacked, and the undead used the shield in his hand to block the frontal attack, while the long sword in his right hand led the thunder and lightning to slash out without mercy.

The lightning flashed, and immediately severed limbs and broken weapons fell to the ground.

The section was covered in dark red flesh and charcoal, and even blood could not flow out. The moment the sword blade cut through the flesh, the wound was already scorched.

The undead was speechless, just waving the sword in his hand while facing the enemies attacking him like a tide.

He is like a stone that sparkles with thunder and lightning, leaving scars that will last a lifetime on the hands of all those who want to destroy him.

A spear was stabbed from behind. When the undead heard the sound, he lowered his head slightly. At the same time, he retracted the shield that was originally blocking him and leaned back!

Brushing the edge of the gun blade, the undead man held the sword blade backwards, thrust the sword into the enemy's chest, and then slashed outwards!

Zhila...

Thunder and lightning shuttled through the flesh and blood. With this slash, he stretched out most of his body, cut off the person's chest and right arm, and then buried deeply into the neck of another enemy!

Two people were killed in an instant. Even though they were both hard-trained competition knights, everyone could not help but feel a little scared.

"Back off! Back off! Crossbowman! Shoot for me!"

the leader yelled.

He waved his hand, and the crossbowman high up fired arrows at the undead.

Dozens of crossbow arrows were fired at the knight standing in the field.

The undead man retreated and raised the shield in front of him.

Ding ding ding!

The crossbow arrows were blocked by the shield and hard armor, and seemed to be unable to cause any damage to him.

But there was one crossbow arrow that was different from the others. The jet-black arrowhead pierced the hard armor the moment it hit the undead man's shoulder, piercing the undead man's shoulder.

The undead man looked up and saw that figure he had seen before.

It was the crossbowman he saw in the distance on the night of the first attack.

As a knight killer of the Unarmed Alliance, he naturally joined in the murder. He mixed into the team of ordinary crossbowmen just to surprise this difficult knight.

Without stopping to take the arrow, this man with a title. After shooting the arrow, he immediately reloaded the crossbow and aimed at the undead again.

The undead man temporarily put away his shield and raised his left hand.

A flash of lightning condensed in the palm of my hand!

The undead body leaned back and suddenly threw his left hand forward!

Miracle (Thunder Gun)

The thunder and lightning that cut through the day came in front of the attacker in the blink of an eye!

I never thought that the undead could have such a long-range attack method. By the time he reacted, it was too late.

It was like dazzling sunlight, blinding his eyes and giving him exploding pain all over his body!

"Ahhhh!!"

The sneak attacker didn't react at all. His thunder gun hit his chest straightly, and then spread from the chest to his limbs!

The platinum position of the Wuzhou Alliance can no longer pull the trigger after just one attack.

His body twitched and he fell to the ground.

After solving the trouble, the undead turned his attention to the wound on his waist.

This is no ordinary arrow. After this arrow is shot, the barbs will automatically spread out! If it continues to move or needs to be removed, it will suffer a more serious laceration than the arrow wound itself!

The undead just glanced at the half-exposure of the arrow, then decided to reach out and grasp the arrow at his waist.

A sound of tearing flesh and blood sounded from the wound, making goose bumps all over the body.

With a large amount of nearly black blood gushing out, the undead man pulled out the flesh fragments and the entire arrow from the wound!

But he remained silent, not even a hint of groaning.

There has never been any expression fluctuation on the face covered by the head armor.

Just like the eternal giant rock, it is motionless and unshakable.

"Up, up, up! He's hurt! He's hurt!"

When a despicable person sees a noble person being injured, he will take advantage of his situation and continue to bite his life.

They just want to draw nourishment from the corpse to satisfy their own unreasonable vanity.

Another knight rushed forward, waving his weapons.

The undead held his shield firmly, dodging and avoiding the attack on his legs.

He fearlessly wielded the long sword in his right hand, even though blood was flowing from his waist and his flesh and blood were protruding.

Countless knights surrounded the undead.

The weapons in their hands are meant to drain the undead's strength and pierce his body.

They want to kill a hopeful preacher with their own hands, just because there is no virtue left in their eyes, only money and interests.

Despite the undead's best efforts, the miracles and sword blades continued to cut through the bodies of the enemies around them, cutting off their limbs and causing them to cry out in pain.

But there are just too many people, and coupled with the arrows that are constantly taking advantage of the gap between the undead's attack and defense, the undead can't even get a chance to breathe!

These well-trained knights aimed their weapons soaked in so-called honor at the Supreme Being of Honor, piercing his body and making him fall.

It's been half an hour.

The knights with modern and sophisticated equipment still couldn't stop the undead from attacking!

But no matter how noble a knight is, he cannot resist the bite of bottomless maggots.

The heavy hammer and spear smashed and pierced the hard shell under repeated attacks.

His body was pierced, and he suffered unimaginable shock and pain.

The undead cut off the spear that pierced his body again. Regardless of the pain on his body, he continued to inflict pain on the enemies who attacked him. He wanted to use a sword full of thunder and lightning to bring pain to those despicable people!

"I can't see clearly! Don't stop me, I want...my hand! My hand!"