The Final Knight

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The earth began to tremble.

The air vibrated silently, and the tense almost suffocating waves spread to the surroundings. Youlian held the sword in his right hand and pointed straight ahead. The smile on his face did not change at all, and his movements did not change a little. The whole person seemed to become a sculpture at this moment, and even the soldiers of the Sith Empire felt an absolute silence at this moment-as if the person in front of them was completely detached from the world at this moment, and what remains Just an eternal figure.

However, what corresponds to the "quiet" of Yulian itself is the "movement" of his black sword. The lightning formed by the black light jumped and roared on the sword, becoming more and more intense, more and more frequent, and more and more intense. It's like a murderous dog that is **** and unable to move, but still shouting desperately, and this is the main reason why everyone on the field is uneasy. The black light was already abnormal, but now, the light still seems vaguely to have its own will and life? What kind of thing is this? What is this man planning to do?

The soldiers of the Sith Empire instinctively wanted to withdraw and retreat, but only then did they realize that their legs and feet were completely unable to move, and the air became extremely heavy, as if they bound their hands and feet like an invisible chain. Even breathing became extremely difficult, as if the air that was supposed to be around him had completely dissipated, and they opened their mouths as if they had landed on the fish and began to breathe hard. No one knows what will happen, and no one knows why this has happened, but the instinct of human existence is warning everyone at this moment to leave here immediately and escape far away, and never turn around.

Unfortunately, they no longer have this space.

"Boom!"

A low noise broke the original silence. The crowd turned around and saw a soldier leaning against his companion behind him at the moment. The previous noise was the sound of his sword hitting the shield of the soldier behind him. In the face of other people's eyes, the soldier was blank and unconscious. He just looked at Yulian in front of his face, shaking his body, and this touch seemed to finally ignite the fear hidden in his heart. The shouting shouted loudly, then raised his long sword and rushed forward. It was not an attack full of courage, but a reaction when a person was desperate to the extreme. The threat of fear and death completely collapsed his intellect, knowing that in front of him was an object that he could not dress up at all, but the human instinct for survival Still insisting on agitating this body, praying for even the first line of life.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

And this soldier’s action seemed to be a signal. The other people who were originally surrounded and subconsciously shouted and rushed forward. They don’t know what will happen, or what future they will face, but their The body is very clear, if you do not struggle, then there is only one way to die! Even if there is a first-line opportunity, we absolutely can never give up! !

The old general also pinched his sweat.

In fact, he also felt the terrible sense of oppression on the balcony, and the oppression and fear were heavier than those of the soldiers, because he knew who the man was, but it was the ultimate knighthood. Head of team! ! A terrible man with three talented knights and a hundred dragon knights! !

The old general suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a very, very, very wrong decision. Only then did he realize that Yulian was not in fact besieged at all, and he could leave with his skill. Since last night, this question has been faintly lingering in his mind, but now it is more and more certain. Take a look. Faced with the siege and attack of tens of thousands of soldiers, he did not say anything. He even looked alive and vigorously. He was not like a human being full of energy. The old general can believe that even if he kills him directly at the gate of the city now, then it will not be difficult to grow up. But he stayed. He stayed in this enclosure. What was he thinking about? Now the old general finally vaguely perceives the other party's thoughts, but this thought makes him also startled in a cold sweat!

This is a trap! I counted myself! !

At this moment, the crowd below began to surge.

Soon, the old general saw the soldiers rushed up recklessly, refilling the original blank surrounding area, and Yulian’s figure became smaller and smaller, and then disappeared as if swallowed by the waves. Crowds.

"Okay!!! That's it!! Kill him!!! Kill him!!!"

Looking at what is happening below, the only thing the old general can do is grab the railing and yell down vigorously. He is not issuing orders, but just venting his inner tension and fear through these roars. He shouted vigorously and waved his fist. As a general, his demeanor had disappeared at the moment, and he was replaced by a crazy-looking unbelievable look.

The crowds were brought together again, without the slightest gap. It seemed that the man had been killed, completely killed, everything had returned to normal, and everything was over.

"Call... call... call..."

The old general supported the railing and gasped for a long time. He bent down and felt his heart start to jump faster and faster, the fear dissipated and disappeared. But instead of the joy of the rest of the life or the excitement of success.

It is complete, complete despair and helplessness.

At this moment, a dazzling black light beam suddenly burst out from the crowd, rushing straight into the sky.

"Woo baby!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Along with this black beam of light, a tragic cry broke out in the crowd, but this was not the end. Soon, the central part of the beam that burst into the sky suddenly swelled up, and then it seemed to be slowly blooming. Like flowers, scattered their own petals-and in the blink of an eye, these scattered and stretched petals suddenly stretched, and they were cut into a sharp slender blade with a stalk, puncturing the ground straight.

The crowd was completely messed up. The soldiers of the Sith Empire completely lost their squares. They cried and howled, not knowing what to do. The people in front wanted to go back, while the people in the back didn't know where to go. Going, for a time, the originally neat formation immediately became chaotic. Those soldiers, those brave soldiers who once bravely held weapons and dared to face the enemy and death directly, now seemed to have become cowards one by one. Struggling and shoving, trying to escape this terrible place.

But Yulian moved faster than they did.

The black petals that pierced the ground again changed their shape. They suddenly softened from the original solid, and then changed to a liquid that fell to the ground with gravity, but they were not the same as the liquid, because after they landed on the ground, They completely covered the soldiers and corpses that should have been under them. Then, the black torrent began to spread rapidly around. They were faster than those soldiers, but they did not seem to have much power. At the feet of the panic-stricken soldiers, they flowed quietly like real water, flowing over everyone's feet and penetrating into every inch of land.

And Yulian, who was supposed to have disappeared from the crowd, appeared again at this moment. He still stood in the place where he was engulfed just now, and he didn’t seem to have suffered any harm. The only difference was that his long sword was now stuck on the ground And Yulian pressed her hands on the hilt and looked at everything in front of her with a neat smile.

"You are so lucky to be a witness to using this trick again after I return to this world. I really recommend that you buy lottery tickets and two-color **** together today, maybe you can win a prize of more than one hundred thousand... To know this trick, I haven't used it for a hundred years."

Saying that, Yulian gently stroked the lower hilt, and then held it with his backhand, his face sinking.

"Soul liberation!!"

Then he pulled out his long sword.

The white, bright light shone and erupted with the departure of Yulian's black sword. Unlike the frightening darkness, these whites looked so warm, so tempting and peaceful. Under Yulian's movement, the white sprayed from the long sword's extraction part stood up like a stamen, forming a white, beautiful and simply touching form. It stretched out its soft branches, and the fluffy **** swayed from the wind without a wind, and the little shining light drifted down with the shaking of the balls, forming a striking scenery ----- Then, as if blown away by the strong wind, the stamens began to shake violently, and with its movement, a white shadow flew quickly around the black carpet. Then, the white stamens completely collapsed, bringing a cry enough to roar the sky.

"————!!!!!!"

That is not the sound made by human vocal cords, nor the sound that human ears can hear. This comes from deeper, deep in the human soul, unwilling to die and howling and crying for life expectation.

"Oh ah ah ah!!!"

And until then, the soldiers of the Sith Empire finally could no longer see their future.

White figures rushed out of the black river and rushed towards the enemies in front of them. The soldiers of the Sith Empire had no way but to wave their weapons blindly, but even so, they could not be saved. These completely unremarkable white lights and shadows were not hit by any weapon. They passed through the attack of the weapon, through the defense of the shield, and even through the armor and the bodies of the soldiers, just floating in the air. With their attacks, the soldiers had no choice. They raised their long swords and struck the light and shadow that threw themselves in front of them, and at the next moment, the light and shadow passed through their bodies, and then the soldiers fell silently on the ground and completely lost their lives. And almost at the same time, their bodies also exude a faint brilliance, and then the brilliance condenses from the corpse, turning into something exactly like the white silhouettes before, and continues to pounce around.

"As the head of a knighthood, of course my subordinates can't just have such a shabby hundred dragon knights."

You Lian backhanded the sword back into the scabbard, then smiled coldly.

In fact, many people subconsciously ignore one thing, that is, they think that the final Yan Knight is actually composed of Yulian and Messiah, Seminya, and the hundred dragon knights. But many of them didn't even know that the Final Knights always existed. When those Dragon Knights were humans, the Final Knights existed.

Well, since it is called a regiment, it is absolutely impossible to be a trivial organization of three people.

This is the ultimate, most powerful and unstoppable ultimate skill of Yulian’s real legion.

Generally speaking, when people are killed, their souls will be separated from the flesh, and then transformed into the most natural Mana, and return to the river of Mana. But Yulian's move completely changed the law, and those who died in his hands, and the soul was imprisoned by his weapons, had no way and were not eligible to return to the river of Mana. They can only helplessly stay here forever, with fear of death and longing for life, and the imprisoned "existence" in Yulian's long sword, accompanied by the people killed by Yulian More and more, the power of the soul he collected is more and more powerful, so there are more and more people staying in his long sword.

"It's still missing."

Looking at the white silhouettes scattered around, Youlian frowned, shrugged helplessly, and then sighed. No wonder, after all, before he died last time, most of the imprisoned souls in the sword have been returned to the Mana River to fill the vacancy, leaving only a small number of people, plus his long The sword has lost its substance and there is no way to imprison too many souls. Therefore, since rebirth, Yulian has not had the opportunity to perform this trick-after all, there were too few souls boarding in his sword, even if it was used to show lethality, it was not as powerful as the spells of Messiah and Seminya, so simply The seal is not used. And Yulian has been waiting, waiting for an opportunity to collect souls on a large scale, and now, this opportunity is in sight.

The souls of the people killed by Yulian will be forcibly left behind, and they will attack other living people immediately after being left behind, so as to obtain the soul again, and then continue to increase the lethality.........This is Yulian Real sword move.

"Boom!"

Along with the crisp metal knocking sound, the three wearers with heavy armor and weaponry walked out of the white light. They had no faces, and their entire faces were blank, with only two dark spots shining in them. Let people know where their facial features are. With the appearance of these three people, behind them, thousands of soldiers in armor emerged from the black water, who also had no faces. They lined up slowly and then knelt down to Yulian.

Looking at them, Yulian had a slightly twitched mouth, and his face could not hide his ridicule.

"To be frank, I was a little bit uncomfortable seeing my former enemy now obedient like a puppy."

"..............."

The three people half kneeling beside Youlian didn't speak. In fact, they had no thoughts. In the long years of imprisonment, their reason had long since disappeared, leaving only the power of the soul that was still active. That's it. These people were once defeated by Yulian's men. They challenged him, attacked him, and died under his sword. But this is not the end. Their souls were captured by Yulian, imprisoned, and then wiped out again, and turned into real, powerful puppets.

"120,000 souls."

Yulian turned his head to look around the empty space, completely filled and covered by black and white.

"Even if half of them can be collected, my army is not as shabby as it is now. Look at how poor you are. There used to be two million people to accompany you anyway. Now there is no one left. What a pig-killing knife......emotional."

Speaking of this, Yulian paused.

"So, although it's a bit early, but... well, as an apology, I think they should accept it."

He said, waving his right hand and pointing forward.

"Kill everyone you see."

This is the last order he gave.

The old general's face was completely dark.

He doesn't need to look around to know what happened. The scene he was most worried about, and he did not want to see, now finally became a reality.

In fact, just now, there is a little fluke in his heart. After all, there are 120,000 people here. Even if you are even more powerful, he cannot kill all 120,000 people, but now, look at these The strange existence emerging from the black water, he finally knew that he was wrong, he should have followed the advice of His Royal Highness Lindilot, and left here as quickly as possible, but now this can no longer be achieved.

What should he do?

The old general did not have time to think about this problem, because at this moment, a cold cold light penetrated his chest, and then completely took his life.

When the old general fell down, all he saw was the black current that covered the entire castle. And the silhouettes that emerged from the black who flowed, he ripped the corner of his mouth, smiled, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, and just fell to the ground. Then, the black water began to surge like life, and entered the body of the old general's mouth and nose. He soon felt that the warmth was going away from him, wrapped him coldly, and became the world's Main theme.

Then he was sucked into it like this. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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