From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Lane's rhetorical question choked the other side, and before Judd could respond, Lane said loudly:

"I am Lann Lannister Ray Allen, son of Lion Knight Lannister, Earl of Cintra!"

"Despicable demon hunter, you organized a group of bandits to roam my country, massacre the citizens under my protection, and my soldiers who attacked me unexpectedly, yet you still have the courage to ask me to let you go?"

"Take up your arms, if you still think you're a man!"

The roar of the young lion echoed far away in the jungle at night.

The soldiers who were groping forward in the jungle paused.

Sward and the three attendants looked at each other, "I probably understand what the Earl's signal is."

In the camp, Judd was bluffed by Lann's declaration of justice. Of course, such crazy knights are everywhere in this age, and he has seen a lot.

And villains like Judd naturally don't suddenly respect anything, they just feel that such a noble boy needs the sinister training of the mainland. He planned to sneer back out of courtesy, Judd is a seasoned fighter, which is a reasonable psychological tactic before the battle begins.

Lann didn't give the other party a chance to respond, and he kicked up his feet before he finished speaking. With his right foot wearing a thick greave, he kicked up a handful of charcoal sparks in the campfire, and smashed his head and face towards Judd. go.

"Damn it, you don't fight like a knight!" Judd was furious, and he didn't know that he was being tricked by the young man in front of him.

The gap between the equipment of the two sides was revealed. Facing the charcoal fire, Judd, who was in light armor and worried about being burned, backed up again and again, while Lann, who was covered in heavy armor, rushed towards the opponent facing the flames, swiping his long sword to copy the opponent's whole body Vital hello.

The disturbance made Judd exhausted, and a lot of blood was torn on his body for a while.

Judd was getting more and more frightened as he fought, just now when the opponent took off his mask, he was sure that the boy opposite him was definitely only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his strength was stronger than that of a mature man, and he could even catch up to him faintly. .

I am a demon hunter, even if it is a cat school that emphasizes skill and sensitivity, I am also a demon hunter! How could it be possible to be on par with a teenager in terms of strength?

However, Judd is a seasoned veteran after all, and the simplest thing to do is to change his mind if it doesn't work. Soon he used his strength to take a few slashes from Lann, so as to get a little space to adjust his breathing and pace, and began to pull the battle into the rhythm of his familiar skills.

The fighting style was immediately reversed.

Lan En only felt that the swordsman who was in a hurry just now turned into a lynx with sharp five claws, his body was light and elusive, and the long sword in the opponent's hand was driven like a sharp claw like an arm, and could always be knocked away from various unexpected angles The edge of his sword grabbed the loophole and bit at himself.

Lan's forward momentum stopped suddenly, but within a few rounds, he was exhausted.

However, Judd's sword was getting faster and faster, and after a few more rounds, Lan was almost unable to react to the enemy's slashing attacks, and had to selectively use his armor to resist some of the opponent's less deadly attacks .

Accompanied by the sound of metal collisions, followed by the tooth-piercing sound of tearing, the armor on Lann's body soon had many cut marks, some of which were even close to the weak points of the joints, and had been completely torn. The inner armor can be seen through the iron sheet on the surface.

Panting heavily, Lan looked at himself, his strength barely reached the standard, but his reaction was not fast enough, his sword skills were not sophisticated enough, the armor could only be used as a tortoise shell and even slowed down its reaction.

Of course Lann would probably be dead by now without the armor. In just a few breaths, Lan En's current problems were exposed in all directions. He may be called one of the best players among mortals now, but he is still just a bone with a little teeth in the face of Chaofan.

Before Lan could adapt to the opponent's rhythm, the demon hunter's attack turned again, the sword danced like the wind, and the long sword spun around the body like a windmill again.

[Whirling Sword Dance]!

Lan En only felt that the strength on the long sword was superimposed layer upon layer and rushing forward, as if the sea waves were about to wash him down.

Just as he repeated his tricks and was about to abandon his sword to avoid the sharp edge, he felt the strength in his hand loosen.

The increase and decrease of strength destroyed Lan's center of gravity in an instant. At this time, he was wide open, and if there was a third person present, he could easily be harvested.

Lan looked up, and the other party was human after all, and he needed to follow basic human mechanics. The many changes in the sword move made the opponent unable to swing the sword to pursue the attack at the first time, so he just stretched out his left hand following the last stroke of retraction, and pinched his five fingers in a strange posture.

This seems to be worse than the opponent's pursuit.

Fayin! Lann reacted instantly.

And only his brain reacted.

A small shock wave gushed out from the opponent's hand, and exploded in Lann's chest with a distance of only two figures.

[Alder's Sign]: Release type thoughts, used to repel, stun, knock down or even disarm opponents.

As if a heavy hammer had been hit head-on, Lan En and his armor took off three meters away from the ground, and his eyes were completely dark in an instant.

Judd staggered from the kick, too, but that was all.

He only knows this kind of dharma seal, and he can't master it well. If it is a veteran of the school who is proficient in this way, he can kill the opponent just now; if he is replaced by the Griffin School, he can also tear the armor to shreds.

But enough was enough, and Judd had already won.

This kid is not very strong, and the armor on his body is not very hard. The reason why I couldn't cut through the [Whirling Sword Dance] at the beginning was probably because I was exhausted.

Judd breathed a sigh of relief, thinking back on the ups and downs of the past few days. The joy of getting the crystal and finally completing the task and getting what you want, and the joy of getting a large amount of supplies in one breath during the day; looking for the retreat route, but after turning back, it is a bolt from the blue that finds that the old nest has been taken away; after repeated thinking, I still haven’t made up my mind to leave Anxiety to stay;

And finally, when he saw the kid in front of him burning the crystal rushing out, he felt angry.

Fortunately, although everything is slightly off track, it can be pulled back. Without the goods and the subordinates who have been cultivated for many years, as long as the crystal is in hand, and someone who is second to none even among warlocks, he will soon be able to make a comeback and live the life he has been pursuing.

Seeing Lan moaning and struggling on the ground, Judd was about to step forward to make up the knife, but suddenly the hairs all over his body sprang up, and he rolled over on the spot.

A sharp arrow rushed out of the darkness, aimed at Judd's head, but he dodged it. Then came the second, and the third arrow.

The figure of the arrow attendant Ace holding the bow and setting the arrow slowly appeared in the jungle.