Dust of History Chapter 40: Unexpected

When the swords and swords intersected, there was no expected earth-shattering noise and impact, and there was no sound at all, as if two virtual images without entities were connected soundlessly. The knife and the sword did not separate after they collided, but stuck together briefly.

The two weapons were not separated, and neither of them moved, but there is no doubt that the judgment has been reached. The blood-like dark red light on the knife body began to dissipate under the impact of the white holy light, and the white light spread from the cross sword to the knife body, but in a blink of an eye, the original dark red knife had become as if it had been blessed by holy power. All holy weapons overflowed with brilliant white magic brilliance.

Not only the blade, but the white holy light also spread towards Asa like a tide, from wrist, arm, to chest. Although the three of Hilton could see that the situation was wrong, they didn't know what to do in this strange and inexplicable confrontation. How to intervene, let alone dare to intervene. It's just a few blinks of an eye. The white light has already covered Asa's whole body.

Asa could feel the power that mixed Fang's magic power and fighting spirit surging in his body. But it's not crushing. Although this force is so powerful that it is impossible to overcome, it is not destructive and destructive, it just flows upstream along his veins, blood vessels, and even senses. He even felt as if he had fallen into a huge river of hot water, being pushed and pulled by that irresistible force. Submerge every part of his body, every bit of strength.

With a soft sound, the sword finally parted, Asa staggered back a few steps, and knelt down limply.

The Holy Light Cross Sword dissipated in Lancelot's hand with a little bit of light, and turned back into the small, ordinary-looking cross. Lancelot sighed and put the cross back around his neck. Looking thoughtfully at Asa on the ground, his face looked tired, and beads of sweat were already on his forehead.

The two temple knights breathed a sigh of relief, and they didn't even look at the wanted criminal on the ground. They knew very well that even if they used paralysis and dozens of stainless steel chains, the restraining effect caused by this sword would not be as good. Unlike the paralysis technique, which uses magic to condense and solidify the vitality in the opponent's body, the incomparable power in this sword directly covers all vitality and functions. Although this method is profound and subtle, the effect is completely overwhelming power. Unless the vitality in this person's body can exceed Lancelot's power, no matter how ingenious the method is, it will be impossible to dispel this fighting spirit and force. The effect of magic mixing.

But the two temple knights are still a little puzzled. If it is just to capture this opponent, there are at least a hundred different ways, even if it is necessary to be unscathed, there will be no less than twenty ways, but Lancelot obviously adopted the most laborious one. Probably because he saw that the cardinal's paralysis had no obvious effect on this opponent.

Lancelot stared blankly at Asa on the ground, his thick eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, then he shook his hand and waved to the two temple knights: "Take him away."

Christine looked at Jessica, hesitated for a moment and did not move. Edrick didn't care, completely ignoring the three Hiltons next to him, and walked straight over to lift Asa up on the ground.

Hilton and Druid did not dare to make any rash moves, while Jessica held a pair of daggers tightly with both hands. After all, he still didn't make a move. The strength gap is too big, even if it is shot, it is meaningless.

Just when Edrick mentioned Asa and walked towards Lancelot, the teleportation magic circle not far away suddenly lit up.

Tula Leon's teleportation magic circle is rarely used. Elves rarely come out of here. And there are even fewer people who can obtain the teleportation scroll here, but as soon as the teleportation magic circle lights up, there are two teleportation magic lights at the same time.

The blue light has not dissipated, and it is impossible to see who is inside, but the murderous aura, which is like a mountain and a tsunami, is as strong as a handful. The sharp knife is straight in the air. Not only can people feel it on the skin, but it is even strong enough that the ears can only smell it through the nose.

With the instincts that have been cultivated in countless battles, Edrick, who was closest to the teleportation magic circle, immediately raised his gun and flew back. His movements are definitely fast enough. Under no circumstances would it be considered slow, but no matter how fast he was, he still had a person in his hand. Even though he instinctively felt the ferocity and incomparability of this piece of murderous intent, he still didn't let go.

Although he is fast, there are two people who are faster than him.

A figure rushed out of the magic circle with the blue light of teleportation magic, and shot at Edrick like a sharp arrow, but there is absolutely no sharp arrow that can have such power, such murderous aura and such a speed. In just this short moment, the expression on the temple knight's face changed from surprise to horror.

The other person who was faster was Lancelot. In fact, he was already alert when the light of teleportation magic just came on, and the cross that he just wore around his neck was already in his hand. And when the overwhelming murderous aura seemed to emerge out of nowhere, the holy light cross sword took shape instantly, but this time the sword was no longer held in his hand like that, but extended to his whole body, the whole body The emitted light formed a huge sword. He flew up with the empty finger of one hand, and his whole body drove the huge lightsaber to slash towards the figure who had just escaped from the magic circle.

The majestic and majestic aura shown by the sword facing Asa just now is just intimidating, but now this sword bursts out all the imposing aura and majesty of nothingness, transforming it into the most substantive and most lethal Things, like a fully drawn bow, give people the feeling of power, but when the string is released, and the feeling is fully transformed into power, it is the most terrifying.

Edrick is retreating. The man who rushed out of the magic circle was chasing him. Lancelot was intercepting, and the three of them converged on one point almost at the same time.

There was a loud bang, and the three of Hilton who were standing a little closer were directly thrown away by the huge airflow. This is not some kind of magic explosion, but simply the shock and impact caused by the collision with each other.

Including Christine who didn't have time to catch up, everyone present didn't see clearly how the three figures collided with each other and what each of them did. By the time they reacted, the three of them had already separated abruptly.

The ground at the point where the three meet sinks into a large semicircular pit. And Edric, who returned to Christine, was full of surprise. Angry, and unbelievable, the battle gun in his hand was bent out of shape, and from the distorted shape, it looked like it was just something made of clay, and it seemed to be twisted forcefully.

But everyone knows that the weapon in the hands of the temple knights will never be mud. In fact, this holy battle gun can't even be regarded as a weapon in the ordinary sense. It is a top-level magic item like the glorious armor. It is a weapon specially created by Celeste to fight Negan. The strength of the Minotaur far exceeds that of the ogre and its huge battle axe. Both the shape of the infinity material and the magic power attached to it are top-notch.

But Edrick's anger and surprise were not because of this, but because his other hand was empty. The person who originally carried it has disappeared.

Even when he felt the extreme danger just now, he didn't give up the captive. It was Lord Lancelot's order, but this man abruptly snatched him back from his hands.

However, no matter how angry he was, he never had the idea of ​​flying over to **** him back, because he knew very well that if Lancelot hadn't made a move, not only would he be snatched back, but he himself would have died long ago.

The Holy Light Cross Sword on Lancelot who also retreated has dissipated. His brown hair is slightly messy, and he is even panting slightly. His brown eyes are firmly locked on the person in front of him, his gaze is like a mountain.

This man is unarmed. He didn't even have any armor on his body, he was tall and slightly thin, with a pair of black deep sea eyes meeting the eyes of the opposite paladin. Asa, who was originally in Edric's hands, is now in his hands. It is such an unarmed person who forcibly snatched him from the hands of the Temple Knights in the Megatron Continent.

However, no one can retreat completely under the joint efforts of a temple knight and a paladin. This man's right hand is already bloody. Just now, it was this slender finger, which looked even elegant, that punched the temple knight and bent the sword in the temple knight's hand, and then touched Lancelot's holy light cross sword.

The point is that he looks tired now, with sweat on his forehead. Just now he had hit with all his strength. And it was definitely not just the right hand that appeared on the surface. But no matter how tired or injured such a person is, no one would dare to take advantage of it.

Although this man snatched Asa over, he didn't even look at him. Open the mouth: "Is that you?"

"How is it? Is there still time?" At this time, another person on the teleportation magic circle came down and asked, a silver old man with short beard and short hair, his waist was straight, if it weren't for the wrinkles, this His demeanor and spirit definitely do not look like an old man. All the Knights of the Temple knew this man. He was a famous sage, scholar, and adventurer in the mainland before, and now he is the well-known lord of Oufu, Sedros. And the man who came with him can only be Gru who led the Oufu orc army~IndoMTL.com~ As I said earlier, better late than never. Gru still looked at Lancelot opposite. "And I didn't expect to meet this guy here." But... he should not be under the necromancer. "

"That's absolutely impossible." Sedros smiled at Lancelot and nodded. Then he said softly in a voice that only he could hear: "I said earlier that this plan is very dangerous..."

Hearing the word 'minor of the necromancer', Edric's dark face turned even darker, and two black veins twitched. pounce on. But Christine, another temple knight next to him, didn't even show any fighting spirit. Apart from surprise, he looked at Gru with anger and fear.

Be it the elves in the distance, or Hilton and the Druids, everyone was shocked by this sudden scene and stayed where they were, unable to move. Only one person stepped forward, and it was Jessica.

She walked up to Gru with trembling steps, knelt down, and lay down at Gru's feet in a way that the most devout believers respect the gods, the trembling in her voice came from The fear in the soul. "The great Messenger of Moriel, your servant obeys your command and begs for your forgiveness..."