Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 965 947. Return!

"This is different from what was promised."

[Yellow Finger] Hazel held up her big yellow hat that looked like a mushroom hat, and dropped it from the back of the giant flying dragon, complaining.

"Shouldn't we be helping Lan En to fight that Salary King? It's that [Netherworld Saint] Eldridge!"

Obviously, Hazel felt that she was a little underestimated, and she was also a little worried about whether Lan En would be able to do it without the help of people like herself.

But Kirk, the [Needle Knight] next to Hazel, behaved like an old man as always.

Just by looking at him, he seemed to know many of the ancient beings present.

As he looked at the Silver Knights, he emphatically scanned their armor.

When looking at Smough and Onstein, he was not at all confused by the golden and brilliant armor on their bodies. Instead, he focused on their huge hammers and cross guns.

After sweeping around in a very short time, Kirk raised his shield and stabbing sword full of steel barbs.

"You should be happy that you are not facing someone like King Salary, Hazel. Besides, this is also a difficult battle involving a big shot."

As Kirk said this, he showed his extraordinary understanding of the battlefield.

It was almost the same as Lan En's performance on the battlefield. Just by looking around, Kirk completely understood the current battlefield situation and spontaneously adjusted his position.

He formed a simple defensive formation with two familiar people, Hazel and Leonard.

However, the difference with Lan En is that he obviously does not have the ability to make his teammates comply with his actions without any trouble.

When forming a simple formation, he had to kick Hazel with the heel of his boots, which didn't have as many barbs.

"Lan En, if nothing else, at least knows how to act appropriately."

Leonard drew out his crescent curved sword and turned his head around alertly to expand the observation area while speaking without looking back.

"Since he didn't call us on the battlefield against King Xin, it means he didn't think it was necessary. We just need to do our own thing and fulfill the agreement. In the end, we won't owe each other anything."

"Sirius from the Kingdom of Twilight, you won't last long on the battlefield without help. Are you a chick?"

As he spoke, he also shouted to Sirius who kept a certain distance from them.

Lan En's communication skills are indeed very strong. He was able to get someone else's summoning emblem in such a short time.

Leonard's teeth clenched in displeasure under his silver mask.

Sirius, on the other hand, cautiously moved towards Rosalia's followers.

"I'm familiar with the rules of the battlefield, but I don't trust you."

At first, her words were still cold. But then, the conversation changed.

"But now it seems that you can still remind me. It seems that what Lan En said is true. You guys have not fallen into heresy."

The conversation didn't last long.

These souls summoned by Lan En with the white mark wax stone faced the siege of the war knights in the next moment!

These loyal dogs of Pope Sullivan were attacked by the spear that Onstein had just thrown from the back of the giant flying dragon.

The ground was shaken into waves and flew up.

After landing, he seemed much more cautious, and even his wild animal nature seemed to be suppressed.

But the deterrence will always fade, especially in the face of brainless beasts.

The sudden resurgence of the sound of fighting not far away did not move Pope Sullivan's eyes away from his head in the slightest.

The genius magician who has always been called "wisdom" now doesn't even dare to wipe away the cold sweat that breaks out unconsciously.

The calm and under-control demeanor just now disappeared instantly when Wengstein threw the dragon hunting spear and then landed it in front of him.

Not long ago, Lan En had experienced it a little bit, the feeling of the tip of the gun being pressed against his throat.

This time Sullivan got a taste of the super-enhanced version.

At that time, Wenstein was not very hostile to Lan En, but this time, although Wenstein was silent, the feeling was murderous intent!

Onstein holding the dragon hunting cross gun! The first of the king’s four knights!

Sullivan had never seen this person when he first entered the Dark Moon Cult.

But even though he had never met him, Sullivan clearly knew this man's name, as well as the record and power behind his name.

Unlike the ancient warriors like the Silver Knight who could not withstand the erosion of time.

It is also different from the ancient warriors of the Age of Gods like Smo who are obviously partial to science.

Even in the early days of the Age of Fire when the Gods were the most powerful, Onstein was at the top of countless knights!

Even the top of the top four!

What a joke! How could such a person be still alive now? !

The eyes under Sullivan's crown were almost numb at this time.

How could such a person be still alive, while that idiot Gwendelin just let him out? !

For his own ambitions, Sullivan has been planning this coup and usurping power for at least a hundred years.

He took advantage of his promotion in the Dark Moon Cult to read the history of the Protoss from bottom to top step by step.

Along with his transformation from a young magician from a foreign country to the Pope of the Dark Moon Sect, it stands to reason that there should be no one in the world who understands the Protoss better than him.

Gwendelin needs someone to serve the Gods, so of course the people who serve him should understand the Gods.

Sullivan knew the composition and whereabouts of the royal family members, and even the fate of those powerful combatants who were loyal to the Gods in the glorious mythological era.

[Wolf Knight] Artorias died in the ancient golden magic country, Urasi Road, in order to conquer the abyss.

[Hawkeye Knight] Goff of the giant clan was targeted because of his low status as a giant, his eyes were sealed, and he was exiled, and finally disappeared.

[Wasp Knight] Chiaram guarded the tomb of Artreus until his death.

[Lion Knight] Although Onstein served the new god king in the royal city for a period of time, he submitted his 'resignation' long before Sullivan entered the Dark Moon Cult, which means he returned the lion ring that represented his identity to Gwendelin.

These people died, were sad, and walked away. Even if they are alive, what reason do they have to continue to serve the Gods?

But theories are theories and facts are facts.

From the moment Onstein showed up, Sullivan already knew——

The development of the situation is completely out of control!

However, a careerist who dared to launch a coup and advanced the progress of the coup to this point.

Is it really possible for him to collapse and give up when he can no longer look back because of some unexpected situations and unimagined enemies?

"boom!"

The crime sword in Sullivan's hand instantly burst into flames of crime, while the other sword of punishment lit up with a dark blue magic glow that was deeper than the dark moon magic power.

Deeper than the Dark Moon, it is the magic power of Sullivan himself, which can also be said to be the essence of the magician Sullivan.

Facing the murderous intention of the legendary great knight, the eyes under the papal crown were dark and cloudy. He laid out a swordsmanship structure that even a veteran swordsman would not be able to find fault with.

Obviously, the magician Sullivan knows one thing very well: once the bow is fired, there is no turning back.

——

"Roar!!!"

The huge flying dragons on top of the ancient dragon that are responsible for guarding the road are each more than twice the size of Lothric's flying dragons.

Not only are their bodies twice as big, their breath power and duration are also beyond what ordinary flying dragons can achieve.

The residents of Lenglie Valley are basically dead, which is no different from Lothric.

It's just that Lothric went crazy because of the undead, the coup, and Othroais spreading the dragon transformation experiment.

The Cold Valley was due to the rampant moonworms and Sullivan wanted to feed Eldridge and the sporadic priesthood he brought over.

After clarifying the current situation in the New God City, several giant flying dragons no longer had any worries.

They swooped down from the sky, and in the long and winding necks, the blazing firelight was reflected through the skin.

The streets of Irushil ushered in the purification of dragon flames during this eternal snowy night.

The high and low Gothic building roofs have become the foothold of the flying dragons.

Their broad wing claws grasp the spire of the building, and the wing membrane can cover most of the building.

The dragon flames swept back and forth on the street like a plow.

The Pope's undead knights screamed and disappeared under these dragon flames.

And these dragon flames that cut through the night sky and illuminated the cold snowy night did not only bloom in Irushil.

Above the new divine capital is the relocated ancient capital of Anor Londo.

"Boom~"

The distant and gloomy thunderclouds shrouded the entire area at some point!

If Lan En had not repeatedly confirmed that Qilin did not take action, and the arc flashing in the thunder clouds was brilliant golden, he might have really thought that it was the ancient dragon from the New World who did it.

But there is no doubt that although the performance is 'Thunder Cloud'.

But this thundercloud is much more powerful than Qilin's 'small fight'.

"Wow!"

In the original dormitory, the long and narrow painted windows on the walls on both sides shattered into fragments all over the sky with the sound of glass shattering.

Those glass shards reflected the moonlight in the sky, and there were dots of stars.

The large rune cloth on Qilin's body was floating among the stars in the mid-air.

Eldridge, who had already bypassed the obstructing giant slave and rushed to Gwendolin's side, suddenly twitched his body like a ball of mud.

In order to isolate the invasion of Netherworld, Gwendelin, who took the initiative to cut off two of his snake legs, also followed the sound and looked diagonally upward.

Under the crown of Shadow Sun, the cherry-like lips were slightly open, obviously not expecting the scene in front of him to happen.

A knight was riding his horse and crashed in from the window of the palace!

In such a desperate, dark moment, Lann smashed the window and brought in the moonlight.

While the demon hunter was still in mid-air, his eyes quickly scanned the entire scene, and he instantly understood the current situation.

With a "touch" sound, Qilin's hooves stepped on the marble floor of the palace, and his two front hooves made two spider web-shaped pits.

But Qilin, who had just landed, could not stop under the command of his companions on his back!

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