This lich needs more money

The lightsaber is like a storm, covering a wide range, and does not give you any chance to dodge.

This is Cyril Roland's famous skill and also his legendary favor. Although these lightsabers are small, they are very powerful. Even real steel will be scratched by these lightsabers, and thinner metal armor will be directly pierced.

If possible, Cyril Roland really doesn't want to use the legendary favor to bully others, but unfortunately the opponent is too strong, so he can only show his trump card.

Before the battle, Cyril Roland had several magical states on his body. This move of sword light like rain will definitely force the opponent back, and may even severely injure the opponent.

However, just when Cyril Roland thought he had won, Arthur Ryan only made a simple move, that is, he slashed the floating ice under his feet with a sword.

The holy light condensed on the blade, turning this two-handed sword into a "giant sword" several meters long.

The sword cut the ice layer, and the large piece of floating ice turned over and became Arthur's shield.

The lightsaber hit the heavy floating ice and immediately cut off a large piece of ice debris. The several-meter-thick ice wall was completely shattered in a few seconds, but Arthur Ryan's figure had disappeared.

Cyril Roland used his eyes to search around, trying to lock Arthur's position again, but at this time he felt a pain under his feet, and a sword blade pierced his thigh from bottom to top.

It was still the gap in the armor, the weakest point. The long sword penetrated the armor and pierced into the flesh, causing Cyril Roland to lose his balance in pain.

This is wrong, where is his defensive magic?

Where is the effect of the stone skin technique? Where is the automatically triggered magic shield? And what about the thunder wave that can push away the enemy?

Cyril Roland is quite wealthy, and most of his money is used to buy equipment on his body. In addition to this heavy armor, he stretched out two rings and a necklace, and the cloak behind him are all magic equipment.

How could there be no reaction at all?

How could Cyril Roland know that there is a magic-breaking weapon made by a legendary ranger in this world.

The long sword in Arthur Ryan's hand is the same as Allen's. It is not outstanding in sharpness. If it is used to cut Cyril Roland's heavy armor, it will definitely bend after a few times.

But it is different when dealing with magic equipment. No matter what kind of defensive magic you have, one sword will directly pierce it. The magic shield that Amber Xiu opened with the golden throne will be pierced instantly.

Such a magic-breaking long sword, coupled with Arthur Ryan's well-honed swordsmanship, the heavy armor defense is equivalent to ineffective, and the magic defense cannot stop this magic-breaking long sword, so Cyril Roland is not much different from being naked in front of Arthur.

Arthur Ryan got out of the ice again, looked at the fallen Cyril Roland, and sighed, "Your swordsmanship is too rigid. You are not good at this kind of fighting style. It is better to keep using the moves you just now. I saw you can summon more holy light flying swords just now, why not use them?"

This is the first time in Cyril Roland's life that someone said that his swordsmanship is not good!

In the Ryan Empire, he ranked at least third in swordsmanship.

But Cyril Roland could not refute it, because the Ryan swordsmanship he was proud of was far inferior to this man.

He was right, he should have gone all out at the beginning, and maybe he would not have lost so badly.

The blood of Lathander shone, allowing Cyril Roland's wounds to heal quickly.

The brilliant general climbed up from the floating ice and said to Arthur Ryan: "I have to admit that your swordsmanship is better than mine. Maybe you are really a Ryan man, but I still can't accept that you work for a dead soul. The lich's life box is made of the souls of living people. Do you know what you are doing?"

Arthur Ryan sighed and said: "This is why I decided to help him. You don't know that he can make all the liches in the world stop killing living beings."

Who would believe that the dead souls don't kill people?

Cyril Roland just thought that the paladin in front of him was bewitched by the lich.

Yes, it must be like this. The lich used some special means to bewitch the determined paladin and brainwashed him into his believer.

"I will save you, but in order to ensure your safety, don't blame me for using some drastic means."

Cyril Roland raised his right hand high, and the next second several figures flew out of the Ryan battleship.

Four paladins and two priests of light are all the legends who went to battle this time.

The seven people cooperated well. As soon as they gathered together, the holy light on their bodies blended and connected completely.

The seven people added up, but their strength was far more than seven times.

At this time, a tall shadow of holy light appeared above the heads of the seven people. This was a celestial warrior summoned from the kingdom of the Lord of Dawn.

Not only that, Cyril Roland seemed determined to go all out, so he summoned all the Ryans on the ship to bless this celestial warrior with their faith.

This was taller and more lifelike than the celestial warrior summoned by hundreds of serfs at the beginning.

The heavy armor, the sharp sword, and the huge wings behind him, this celestial warrior was really like a god descending to earth.

The celestial warrior was four meters tall, and the sword was wider than Arthur Ryan's shoulder. The long sword pointed directly at his face, as if he wanted to crush him with this giant sword.

Arthur Ryan did not move, but just looked at the celestial warrior in front of him, and couldn't help but say a name: "Longbottom, is that you?!"

The celestial warrior paused and roared: "Who are you?! How do you know my name?!"

Longbottom Buto, this was his name in the mortal world, and when he was still alive, the dragons still ruled the world. He was one of the paladins who followed Arthur Ryan to overthrow the dragon tyrant, but he had not yet reached the legendary realm and died on the battlefield early.

Arthur Ryan remembered it very clearly, because this Longbottom Buto was burned to ashes by the dragon flame in front of him.

Unexpectedly, more than 1,700 years later, the two would meet again in this situation.

Longbottom Buto died too early and did not make much contribution. So even in the history of Ryan, there is only such a name, and the specific life is glossed over, only recording that he died in that battle.

Few people in Ryan can remember his name, let alone recognize his appearance.

"Who are you?!"Longbottom Buto roared.

The one who could recognize him at a glance must be someone he met on the battlefield that year, but Longbottom Buto couldn't recognize who he was. Could it be a remnant of the Dragon Worship Cult, disguised as a paladin? Longbottom Buto died in the early stage of the war, and Arthur Ryan hadn't made a plan to steal the artifact at that time.

Arthur Ryan's body shook for a moment, and then he said, "Sorry, I can't tell you, at least not now."

Once his identity was made public, Ryan would immediately fall into chaos. At that time, he didn't know how many innocent people would be implicated. Arthur Ryan was not sure that he could solve this problem, so he couldn't recognize his former comrades.

All Arthur Ryan could do was raise his sword and say to his former comrade, "Come on, let's solve this matter. If we delay any further, you will all die."

The dark clouds in the sky became heavier. That was the message sent by Amber to Arthur Ryan. The battle just now was not beautiful enough and failed to meet Amber's requirements.

If it was delayed any further, the lich would ask to leave the Mourning Poetry Society.

Endless golden light poured out from Arthur Ryan's body, and the wind pressure brought by this power even cracked the floating ice under his feet.

Although Longbottom Buto failed to recognize Arthur Ryan, he sensed the huge holy light power on this man.

Is this still a power that mortals can possess?

But it doesn't matter, he is not a mortal. The faith of seven legends and the entire Ryan Legion has given Longbottom Buto power close to that of gods.

The phantom of the roulette wheel appeared, and the disaster spell strengthened by the grace of the legend fell on Arthur Ryan, making the golden light on his body dim.

Longbottom Buto waved his hand again, and thousands of golden lights condensed into swords and flew towards Arthur Ryan. He paused again, and dozens of holy light shields appeared, turning into a cage to trap Arthur Ryan.

The holy light attached to his long sword, turning into the phantom of a giant hammer, and the space was stimulated by this heavy pressure and full of cracks.

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Every move, every gesture is the power of the legendary grace.

At this moment, Longbottom Buto possesses all the power of these seven legends, and can also use their legendary grace power. And every time he performs a move, it is a joint attack of the seven legends, which is equivalent to seven times the power.

This is the real Knights of Judgment, the real nemesis of the undead.

The holy light turned into a series of attacks, completely covering Arthur Ryan, and the heavy floating ice with a diameter of two or three kilometers was completely shattered, and the waves were raised tens of meters high.

When the holy light is condensed to the extreme, it can also exert the power of destroying the world, which is not much different from the effect of Amber Shu's hundreds of meteors.

Longbottom Buto used his body as a transit station and used this powerful power wantonly to completely crush the enemy in front of him.

After a round of extremely fierce attacks, a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea surface, as if the holy light attack just now had pierced through the seabed.

Just when everyone thought that Arthur Ryan had been completely destroyed, a ray of light lit up in the center of the whirlpool.

A holy light that was not blinding, pure as the dawn.

Arthur Ryan raised his sword and swung it in the vortex.

The dawn suddenly appeared, passing over the huge celestial warrior.

The four-meter-high phantom was cut by this ordinary sword and finally turned into nothingness.

Compared with the moonlight-like sword of the Silver Moon Knight, Arthur Ryan's sword light was too small and thin, but this was the real dawn, the dawn that broke through the darkness and brought light to the world.