Him and their stars

There are twenty-seven enemies in total.

Two of the four rings, one is the "law controller" who has completed the manifestation of the elements, and the other is the "little moon" of King Wilente who was disfigured by himself and whose mental structure is unstable.

The three three rings, the yandere Sanwu widow who is obsessed with revenge, the widow's brother, and the military advisor of the Kingdom of Cathay, Earl Remien.

There were six people in the second ring and ten people in the first ring, including a little girl hanging by her arms.

In addition, there are six assistants for the incapacitated. However, they did not enter the camp and were lurking in the surrounding forest.

All in all, this team of less than thirty people, if they bring all their extraordinary military equipment, can destroy a city on the battlefield, defeat an entire Marine Corps, and even be able to fight on a dreadnought ship. Kill seven in and seven out.

Most of them are active members of the Astral Knights, and the rest are elite children and retainers born from famous families in the empire, and they definitely have no lack of combat experience.

Well... no matter from which angle you look at it, it is definitely not something Yu Lian can fight against. Even if the Mithril Thorns team of the alliance is added, it is far from being able to achieve this. Because of this, Yu Lian never expected Astri to fight side by side with him from the beginning. He didn't even have time to look at the opponent's eyes. He just stuffed the dragon egg he was holding into the opponent's hand and rode on The fog-stepping dragon rises from the ground.

So, am I being too brave? By the time Yu Lian reacted, he had already climbed over the mountain.

He could actually see the people on the other side of the river trying to swim to escape. Yu Lian could even clearly see the panic in each of them. They were all participants in the God of War Festival, but at this time, they seemed to be war refugees who had encountered insurgents.

Similarly, he also saw the few people standing behind by the river. Facing this group of crazy imperial astral knights, he seemed so weak, yet so tragic. However, this still cannot break through the chasm between strengths.

At this time, if I don't help them, who else can? Yu Lian rode the dragon down without any hesitation. Fortunately, at this moment, he was not alone.

"Oscar, are you willing to stand side by side with me?" Yu Lian put his hand on the cold scales of the giant beast under his crotch and asked expectantly.

Wu Taolong probably felt Yu Lian's boiling and passionate blood, so he made a decisive sound and let out a long, high-pitched sound. This is definitely not because his egg is still with Astley. After all, as a dragon, he is an elegant and solemn sacred creature, and is naturally quite majestic.

"That's good, this is the river, and it's also your home court! Oscar, the fog is coming!"

Wu Tailong was too lazy to pay attention to his new name. Before the man on his back could finish speaking, spiritual factors had already overflowed from the analysis of his scales, directly acting on the river water, and immediately turned into clouds and mist all over the sky. Crossed the river, crossed the beach, and covered the entire camp.

Yu Lian rode a giant dragon more than ten meters long and started charging under the cover of rain and fog.

It was obviously a heart-stopping gray rain and fog, but under the refraction of the sunlight, the charging figure riding through the invisible gray fog looked like a meteor streaking across the sky. At this moment, there was even more of a dazzling look, as if a god had descended.

In front of the vast beach, everyone was suddenly forced by the soul-stirring stream of light. Whether it was the victim who had fallen into a desperate situation, or the empire who was preparing to harm others, they had just seen the meteor flash by, and the other party had already So close.

The space and distance in the fog seem to have no meaning at all to the visitors.

This is the psychic talent of Mist-Step Dragon itself. He can condense the water vapor in the air into a thick fog. The higher the humidity and the thicker the spiritual energy, the faster the fog will form. This mist is his spiritual realm. Within his domain, he can shrink to an inch and walk in thin air.

It wasn't until the shadow of light that had passed through the heavy fog had passed over the river beach and arrived at the camp that they finally realized that another enemy was approaching.

"These mists have a spiritual effect..." Sir Rumil, who was closest to him, instantly understood the reason for his loss of composure, but he was not frightened at all. Instead, he sniffed happily. It was the silver fake It was hard to suppress the unbearable mad smile on his face.

"Come on! I know you are coming! Hahahahahaha, you will come! How noble! How glorious!" He had already smelled the approach of his mortal enemy. In comparison, how the fog that can scare away spirits is generated is beyond the scope of his thinking.

"I have put all my honor and future on the line! If you don't come again, I will really curse the fate given by the Spirit of the Universe. But, you are here after all! Thank you to the Spirit of the Universe!"

Yes, this is a sworn enemy who will torture him to pieces in one move in front of everyone. Even if the other party took a trick, even if I didn't dodge because of my carelessness. But now, the whole universe already knows that he was killed instantly. Like a lamb waiting for slaughter in front of a butcher, it has no ability to resist and is knocked to the ground by the opponent.

In the end, even during a sneak attack, he was killed in front of everyone.

With the serious injury he suffered, he could have withdrawn from the competition, but he gritted his teeth and had someone simply deal with it. He put on a silver mask and airborne to the site of the God of War Festival again. He knew that such an approach would leave some sequelae on his wounds, but he couldn't care less about it now.

Now, whenever he thinks about everything that happened at that time, thinks about his face, or even just mentions his name, the wounds on his face will feel uncontrollable pain.

Sir Rumil can be sure that the earthling has become his inner demon. If he does not deal with him, he will be regarded as the laughing stock of the entire universe, and his own cultivation will never make any progress in his life. From now on, he might even run away just by hearing that person's name.

So, in the final analysis, the God of War Festival can be lost, but Yu Lian must die!

If we say that before he participated in the God of War Festival, he still had a nonchalant attitude towards the meaning passed down from above, and just wanted to take this opportunity to show off. So now, he has indeed put everything he has into it.

Sir Rumil is the third son of Duke Arosand. This was originally the most notorious executioner family in the Galactic Empire. The achievements of the past generations were poured out with the blood of the people of all races in the galaxy. However, this does not mean that Sir Rumil is really a murderer without any bottom line.

Of course he knows that the God of War Festival has been around for many years, and it is a giant competitive sport that everyone can enjoy. He also knew that trillions of viewers across the galaxy were watching this show. Audiences want to see a showdown of strength, skill, courage, and wit, but they also want to see the characters they expect.

As for the character of the Imperial Astral Knight, shouldn't it be a Guardian of the Galaxy who is powerful, elegant, and mysterious, but who also adheres to the model of knighthood? What kind of knight is he who attacks a weakling who has given up resistance with such cruel means?

But in order to successfully hunt Yu Lian, he had to risk social death and even being abandoned by the empire's big bosses, and used the most cruel methods.

Sir Rumil is the fourth ring "Berserker" of the "Blood Road" and has the ability of "Bloodthirsty Soul". This is an ability tailor-made for those who dare to die. Through blood, through killing, through the despair and depleted vitality of those who died under his command, warriors will be able to continuously gather momentum, increase their murderous intent, and gradually strengthen their awareness of breaking through formations and killing enemies.

For subjective idealists such as psykers, spirit and determination can really be turned into substantial power. On the frontal battlefield, a "blood path", especially a psyker who has mastered the "bloodthirsty soul", is really likely to become braver and braver in the battle and eventually turn into a killing storm.

This is why the psykers of this kind of star ring are called "Blood Road".

Sir Rumil is very satisfied with his current state. He could be sure that if he had been as enlightened as he is now at the opening, he would have had a chance to fight Yu Lian head-on.

...At least, it is absolutely impossible to be killed instantly again.

He felt a little pity. If he had really killed those two Gumeiya girls just now, his current condition should be better, right?

Jazz put these slight regrets behind his mind and wiped his left hand across the sharp edge of the double-headed war spear, letting his blood flow on the cold blade. Immediately afterwards, the mottled blood swelled and burned on the blade of the spear like burning red flames, and then the scarlet light blade, which was more than ten feet long, was drawn away.

The evil spirit permeates the air, like the setting sun. Between the swings of the long blade, even the spiritual mist began to retreat.

Whatever you bring, turn it into ashes! Sir Rumil shouted in a low voice. The blood threads in his eyes crawled up like spider webs, as if the entire eyes had turned blood red, but the movements in his hands did not change. Under his swing, the burning energy blade seemed to turn into a rolling and boiling blood dragon, roaring and pounced on the behemoth that was rushing towards him.

This is a move that combines offense and defense. Even if it is against that divine gourd, it will definitely be able to kill it with one strike.

However, at this moment, the behemoth suddenly rose into the sky, reaching a height of more than ten feet, and escaped from the mist.

However, being in the mist, they still could not see clearly the appearance of the giant thing. I can only vaguely guess that it will be a dragon species.

Sir Rumil's attack was naturally in vain. However, at the moment when the flames split the mist, he could indeed feel the familiar figure and the other person's steps.

"Hmph, is it possible that the force field flickers so fast in this weird mist?" Sir Rumil sneered, but he didn't feel disappointed at all. He never thought that one move would work. In fact, the attack he just made had already failed the opponent, which was an unexpected surprise.

As if his body had no bones, Jazz turned around twistedly and rushed in the direction guided by his blood. Even through the invisible spiritual fog, he had already captured the other party's existence and was heading towards Michael.

Huh, that's right. Letting you die under our attack is the way you deserve to die, right?

As the "law controller" of the Fourth Ring, Sir Michael actually felt the arrival of the fog earlier than Rumil. Suffering from an occupational disease, he has already begun to analyze the spiritual structure of the mist, and he has actually figured out a countermeasure array concept. If you can use your own ideas to create a counterattack psychic array, maybe you can completely dissipate this annoying fog.

But by this time, it was too late for him to turn his idea into reality. Of course, Michael's line of sight was also disturbed, but his spiritual sense had clearly captured the momentum of the opponent approaching him, with murderous intent, like a predatory beast.

Sir Michael knew that he was a master after all, and there was no way he could compete with such a barbarian who was not elegant at all. He was prepared to avoid its sharp edge for the time being, and stepped on the sliding step to activate the force field flash, and at the same time raised his hand towards the front.

A blazing white flower bloomed in the mist, as if the mist, air and even time were frozen in an instant. Even Yu Lian, who was attacking fiercely like a ferocious beast, seemed to have stopped.

But then, he also raised his hand in front of him, but he saw something flying over and exploding in the center of the flower blooming from the ice crystals. As a result, the frozen flower of ice suddenly cracked and collapsed. , turned into countless ice crystal shrapnel and spread in all directions. For a time, the fog became more turbid, and the suppressed breath in the air also stagnated. The confrontation between the entangled spiritual energies had disrupted the natural force field.

This unfolding was a bit beyond Kai Miele's expectations. At this time, he once again caught the approach of the enemy behind him. The opponent collided straight from the whirlpool of the ice crystal explosion in a state of almost recklessness. In less than a tenth of a second, he was forced to within an inch of his side. Suddenly, My scalp is a little numb.

As an astral knight, he has carried out many evil suppression tasks. Of course, he has also seen many warriors who are not afraid of death, but he has never seen a master with four rings also fight with this kind of death warrior.

There is no way around it, a psyker who has reached the fourth ring is enough to become a guest of any force. Now that you have put on your shoes, you will start to cherish your life.

Sir Michael sighed in his heart and had to admit that with his bloody bravery, if this man were born in the empire, he would definitely be a leader among the knights. He did understand why the Knights regarded him as their formidable enemy and must kill him even if they broke the unspoken rules of the God of War Festival.

However, do you think that you are the only one with courage in this world?

Sir Michael was as slow as ice, but his heart was already on fire. He opened his arms and drove, and the moment the opponent's attack was about to approach him, his whole body suddenly turned into a blizzard. He walked towards Yu Lian on the opposite side.

When both sides reach this state, they can no longer capture the enemy without the naked eye. At this moment, Michael's will was hidden in the ice and snow storm, and he clearly felt that the other party was also blending his body with the ice and snow.

The two psykers who were about to start a head-on battle instantly turned into a large cloud of flying snowflakes.

"Sure enough, elemental cells... hmm, only with this ability can he act like this in this spiritual mist!"

Sir Michael snorted coldly, and a dazzling sparkle suddenly appeared in the pale ice and snow, followed by a burst of high temperature, as if it was integrated into a blazing sun.

"Boom!" The sudden increase in temperature caused the unmelted ice crystals to react violently, directly forming an explosion.

Sir Michael's figure broke away from the whirlpool of the explosion, turning from a hazy shadow into a real entity.

His face was paler than before, and he was still expressionless, but there seemed to be a trace of amusement in his eyes.

Success! he thinks.

But at this time, the war hammer covered with black energy bounced out of the whirlpool of the explosion, and with a clever drag of the hook and sickle, it hung on Jazz's shoulder. Instead of retreating, he advanced. He could only move forward two steps, and fell into the explosion that had not yet dissipated.

Jazz was dumbfounded as he watched the big fist from far and near, hitting his face.

At the critical moment, his body became elemental again and turned into insubstantial water vapor. He dodged to avoid the blow, and then tried to escape into the gray mist.

However, at this moment, the shadow of the fist and the war hammer spread out, like a deadly net, enveloping the water mist in all directions. The black energy that made Sir Michael's heart palpitate blocked his way of escape from all sides.

Under such oppression, he could no longer maintain his elemental body and could only realize the entity again.

It shouldn’t be! Michael thought. Just now, this guy's elemental cells were transforming his body into ice and snow. At this time, he was hit by a burning breath. Even if he didn't die, he should still be seriously injured, right? How can you still fight back?

In confusion, he suddenly heard the other party's voice: "Do you think I don't know? Your elemental manifestation is not ice at all, but temperature control!"

How did you know? Just as Michael was about to say this, the sharp end of the opponent's duckbill hammer really hung down like a sickle and cracked open his skull.

This iceberg handsome man who was so cool that one could shudder, his eyes were white, his cheeks were twitching, and after all, he showed an extremely ugly death look.

A regular knight of the Astral Knights, in another timeline, Count Michael Talsante, who served as the first knight commander of the Astral Knights, Marshal of the Empire, and Chief Star Officer of the Empire, fell before he could The blooming year of twenty-four.

However, this was only the beginning of what was later called "the three minutes that made the Heraldry Academy cry."