I Will Be The Crowned King

Under the pitch-black rain curtain, Freya's eyes had completely turned into scarlet, and the black and white nun's clothes had suddenly turned into a classic imperial-style dress with a red background and white edges. A little drop of water.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the falling rain has evaporated into water vapor the moment it touches her body; from a distance, the elf girl standing on the top of the tower is surrounded by hazy smoke from beginning to end, enchanting and charming. elegant.

"One, two, three... oh, pretending to hide the breath, and approaching from special tunnels and complicated paths..."

The elf girl narrowed her eyes: "You...do you really think this kind of boring trick will have any effect on Freya?"

As a reptile but without the self-awareness of a reptile, I really don't know whether to call it ignorant or hateful, or both?

Freya couldn't understand it, but she didn't intend to understand it anymore; her white right hand slowly stretched out to the sky, then clenched sharply.

boom-

A heat wave that distorted her vision exploded around the elf girl's body, and roared towards the attackers who were in ambush.

The strong burning smell mixed with the evaporated water vapor, like a shock wave in all directions, scorching their bodies without dead ends; the exposed skin was instantly red and swollen, and the part covered under the clothes was also faintly hot.

The terrifying heat can even penetrate the exterior and directly attack the internal organs, so that even breathing becomes extremely painful.

Even though the whole body was scalded by the heat wave, the attackers who were hiding in the shadows remained concealed; no one could be seen on the dead streets.

But the heat wave not only did not gradually die with the torrential rain, but even continued to heat up!

The originally humid air became drier and drier, and the soil beneath our feet began to emit a faint smell of burning.

The faces of the attackers hiding in the dark changed suddenly.

Freya's smile grew wider, and her scarlet pupils instantly locked onto two figures who were rushing towards her.

I can't help it anymore... But, how are you going to approach me?

The elf girl didn't delay any longer, and a gorgeous gilded dagger appeared in the palm of her right hand like a conjuration, and the sharp blade pointed at one of them.

What does she want to do?

The untrustworthy knight wielding two knives looked stunned for a moment. Given the current distance between the two sides, if he used the fire cone or fireball that was used to deal with the defense line before, it would be impossible even if his speed was slow...

"Lesser - get out of the way!"

At this moment, the eager roar of the companion came.

The unbelievable knight named Lesser's pupils widened—the gorgeous dagger suddenly became dazzling, and a crimson beam of light hit him straight.

"boom!"

The beam of light that was evaded by rubbing the edge skipped out, and even the muddy sand melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving charred black marks, and the surrounding slates burst directly, blasting countless sparks.

This...Lesser was stunned, if it was him who was hit just now, I'm afraid he wouldn't just disappear!

However, despite the suddenness, the opponent's head is obviously not very good; as long as he can seize the gap between the attacks and get close, the rest is... eh? !

Under his terrified gaze, the beam of light did not disappear after the attack, but continued to sweep towards him.

Without hesitation, the Faithless Knight resolutely turned around and ran wildly, rushing into the narrow alley beside him to try to shake off the incoming beam of light; but the bright golden red seemed to have eyes, easily erasing the obstacles that hindered it. The prey pursued in the direction the prey escaped, until...

A fireball that fell from the sky blocked the escape route of the prey!

Lace, who had no escape, turned around in despair, the crossed knives protected his upper body, and slammed into the golden-red beam of light head-on.

"bring it on!"

Accompanied by the shout of pride, the two long knives appeared pale silver light and shadow, gradually covering his body from the blade body; when the beam of light collided with the body, there was a sound of metal crashing.

The golden red light beam that destroyed the sky and the earth turned into fine sparks under the offset of the pale silver light and shadow.

...just getting started.

Freya, who smiled slightly, increased the strength of her grip on the dagger a little; the golden-red fire column suddenly opened in the shape of an umbrella, instantly covering Lace's whole body.

"Lesser?!"

"I didn't... ah ah ah ah-!!"

The shrill screams sounded, and the Faithless Knight, surrounded by red light, suddenly opened his arms, weapons, clothing, hair, skin... everything melted like butter, exuding a strange and strong stench.

In just a few seconds, only the charred **** remained on the blackened ground.

But his death bought an opportunity for another figure!

The bright silver blade tip turned into a meteor, pierced the sky from the night sky under the rain curtain, and stabbed unstoppably at the slender figure above the tower.

In front of him, there is no obstacle!

Clenching the spear in her hand, the knight jumped up almost with determination to die, and launched a surprise attack from behind at the moment when her attack was about to end.

All conjurers, strong or weak, have a strong sense of distance. As long as they step into the casting range, their every move cannot escape their "eyes"; therefore, the knight's goal is not to sneak attack itself, but to make her appear absent-minded for a moment.

The attack coming from behind at the moment when the attack is about to end will inevitably attract almost all her attention, and it will be a perfect moment for the others to start!

The screeching sound of tearing the air sounded, and the elf girl who seemed to have noticed something slowly turned her head back and smiled lightly at the knight who attacked her.

Um? !

Seeing that sweet smile, the knight suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and instinctual fear kept urging him to run quickly.

But it was too late... The figure leaping with inertia and the spear in his hand were already stabbing straight at the elf girl.

"boom-!!"

Just as the tip of the spear touched the girl's skin, a golden-red fire extended from the tip of the spear, instantly engulfing the knight's body!

The fleeting flames dissipated, and there were a few scattered ashes around Freya, who was still smiling.

She slowly raised her hand, the still red dagger pointed to a corner of the wall, and the golden-red beam of light lit up again.

Just as it was about to fall, a pale silver light lit up again in the dark night and was directly swallowed up at a speed visible to the naked eye, blasting a dazzling fire on the ground.

"One, two, three..." The smiling elf girl raised her left hand and stretched out her scallion-like fingers one by one:

"who is the next?"

Under the scorching torrential rain, there was a dead silence.

 …

West of Sail City, the Governor's Mansion.

"Boom!"

In the garden in front of the gate of the mansion, several huge vines broke out without warning, blocking Louis's way.

If you look closely, the sap flowing under these seemingly "green and harmless" plant epidermis is full of some kind of dark red goo -- and exudes an indescribable stench.

"It just looks like a plant, is it still some kind of flesh and blood monster in essence?"

The young knight who resolutely dodged muttered to himself, raised his knife and cut off the head of the vine that was rushing straight towards him.

"puff!"

The picture of the blood splashing in the imagination did not appear, and countless hair thicknesses and thousands of thin twigs burst out from the severed cross-section.

These tiny branches trembled violently at first, and soon, like sharks smelling blood, they spread out overwhelmingly, chasing after the fast-moving figure of the young knight.

Under the torrential rain, the bright silver sword glow flew up and down in the vestibule shrouded by vines, like a streamer dragging tail flames; but the blood-splattered vines were still countless, even more and more slashed, a steady stream of vines. He slaughtered.

Even with the explosive power, reaction speed and insight that have been enhanced by the bloodline power of the "Sea Knight", Louis can only leave the vines behind, and can't get rid of it completely, and...

"clang!"

At the moment of the long knife wheel dance, dazzling sparks bloomed brilliantly with the collision of the lead bullet and the blade.

There is more than one enemy to stop yourself!

Louis, who jumped in the air, dodged and threw out three cards in his backhand.

The characteristic metal playing cards turned into flying knives, quietly passing through the dense "defense line" of vines, and attacked the direction of the gunshots.

"Clang! Clang!"

The crisp metal collision sound echoed around the vestibule, and a dark figure burst into his field of vision; and in the center of the right shoulder, a blood-stained card was inserted.

The pupils of the young knight shrank suddenly, and instantly locked the weapon in the opponent's hand - the steam rifle of the Knights of Judgment!

No wonder he only sensed the trajectory of the lead bullet, but didn't hear the gunshot, and didn't even see the gunfire and smoke... Louis, who suddenly realized, locked the gunner's position, cut off the vines that came from behind with his backhand, and continued. Dodge quickly around.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as he was jumping up, a small crater suddenly exploded where he was standing; and the second whistling had already hit his face.

So fast!

Louis's heart froze. He didn't know much about the weapons of the Knights of Judgment, but the rate of fire of ordinary steam rifles should not be so fast.

Unless what just attacked him was not a rifle, but the opponent's own ability - he was a "wind knight"!

If there is no deviation in their memory, although the wind knights have different abilities, they all have strong reconnaissance skills. They do not rely on observation but their breath to judge the position of the enemy and the enemy, which is far more sensitive than the general talent...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The continuous explosion of gunfire interrupted the young knight's thoughts.

Almost at the same time, the vines that gave him no room to rest were still chasing him wildly; countless branches turned into roaming poisonous snakes, waiting for opportunities to attack different parts of his body.

In close combat, there are vines chasing and blocking, and there are cold guns with amazing fire rates in the distance... All possible offensive routes are completely blocked.

Seemingly aware of the problem, Louis decisively abandoned the facade and began to move to the right along the parapet at the edge of the courtyard, trying to detour.

The surrounding vines immediately began to follow, and the gunman in the distance once again concealed, constantly looking for gaps in the vine attack to attack his defense blind spot.

If the surrounding vines are the hounds guarding the courtyard, then the gunmen hiding in the dark are the guards... Unless absolutely necessary, the hounds will only rush up to bite the foreign intruders, hide in a safe place, and keep a long distance. The sneak attack will never approach easily.

The whistling sound of gunfire continued to reverberate, and the young knight already had several scraped bullet marks on his body, but there was no more nervousness in his eyes.

"Five, four, three, two..." After silently counting to the last moment, Louis abruptly stopped his figure, turned around and slashed!

"boom!"

"puff!"

The oncoming vine was split in two by the long knife, and the bullet scars that were hard to discern with the naked eye whistled past Louis's side, blasting a small pit of dirt at the position in front of him just stopped.

The gunman's eyes flashed a bit of surprise, but it was only a surprise... He still corrected the trajectory in an orderly manner, and continued to shoot the next round.

After all, their mission was to prevent "Louis Bernard from entering the Governor's Mansion", and they did not ask them to kill the young master of the Bernard family.

Even if he could see through the rhythm and habit of his shooting, how did he plan to pass through this "front court line of defense" alone - not to mention that there were more than a dozen of his companions behind him, plus the current owner of Cressey.

As long as it drags on for a while, someone will come to take his life, not himself anyway; wounding a young master Bernard and killing the heir of the Bernard family are two concepts.

Even if he has become a fugitive wanted by the Church of Order, the shooter doesn't think it's a big deal to have another enemy who can't wait to kill him, let alone... eh? !

The scream that ripped through the air came to the face, and at the moment the gunman noticed it, three "cards" were approaching at some point.

Obviously, the cards that are regarded as treasures by black mages are not only special because of their materials.

There was no time to hide, so I could only knock it out... The gunman's heart froze, and he subconsciously pulled the trigger.

"Clang! Clang-clang!"

Three gunshots, three sparks... but for some reason, the sound of the last shot was hesitant for a moment than before.

But Louis already knew.

Turning around, dragging the streamer's silver sword light in the opposite direction of the last impact, it ran straight away.

No, this was discovered by him? !

The gunman's expression was extremely ugly in an instant, and UU read www.uukanshu.com no longer hesitated and frantically pulled the trigger; the surrounding vines were even more uncharacteristically, chasing the young knight crazily and desperately as if he had been stimulated.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The bullet marks running through the sky roared uninterruptedly under the rainy night, and the surrounding vines gradually lost their pattern; but no matter how dense the attack, they could never catch up with that nimble figure.

Staring at the empty garden in front of him, Louis, who was running straight, had an incomparably firm expression, and there was no trace of confusion in his eyes.

That's right, there is only one reason why the gunman on the opposite side hesitated for a moment - he was afraid that if he fell, he would most likely be accidentally injured.

Therefore, the other "enemy" that controls the vines must be in the direction of the straight line of the previous gun!

The long knife raised its backhand, with an unstoppable momentum, and suddenly swung down amidst the panicked shouts of the gunman:

"Louise - Run!" </div>