Roar Accompanied by a penetrating roar, the tall Nightmare Knight waved the double-headed sword in his hand and slashed crazily at the thin figure in front of him.
Compared with myself, the goal in front of me is so small and fragile, like a newborn chicken.
With one knife, or even just a slight scratch, the Nightmare Knight is confident that one blow can turn it into a puddle of rotten flesh.
However, no matter how hard the Nightmare Knight tried, it could never touch a single hair of the man.
The thin figure was extremely flexible and could always find a safe area in the airtight sword light, and completely blocked it.
Go in.
What's even more remarkable is that this guy actually found a chance to fight back.
With the Nightmare Knight's pitiful wisdom, it is difficult for it to understand why the other party would make these useless actions.
Could it be that this human being who should have been chopped into several pieces didn't see that its small dagger could not cause any harm to itself?
Any harm?
Even if you stand still and let the other party attack, the fragile dagger can't even try to penetrate your armor.
"Haha, my dear Miss An Lin, let me deal with this rude guy for you."
Just when the Nightmare Knight and the thin figure were shaking each other, but neither one could do anything to the other, a white crescent moon fell from the sky, impartially Bu Yi hit the Nightmare Knight's long sword just in time.
The latter was about to strike down with all his strength, but was attacked before he could use his strength and staggered back.
Fortunately, it had four hooves, otherwise it would have been smashed to the ground by this knife.
The person who came to support was none other than the man who had single-handedly killed several Nightmare Knights before.
The sword that could refract the pure white moonlight and could be extended and bent at will was his best endorsement.
This man's name was Fan Borot, and he was one of the most powerful warriors under Su Tu's command.
Of course Van Borot thinks that "one" should be included, but others don't agree.
Su Tu recruits confidants, which is different from others.
In Su Tu's view, instead of recruiting a particularly powerful subordinate, it is better to recruit a few more subordinates who are not top-notch but have special abilities.
These people may not be reused elsewhere, but here in Sutu they can give full play to their expertise and realize their unique value.
Just like Van Borot, his own martial arts is not particularly powerful, but he has a magical family heirloom sword.
I don’t know what material this knife is made of.
It is not only strong but also extremely tough.
With the help of a unique method, it can be stretched and bent when wielded, producing a whip-like effect, thus increasing the strength of the knife several times. .
The most special thing is that this knife can even absorb the power of moonlight, allowing the user to exert unexpected power under the moonlight.
According to Van Borot's own words, bathed in moonlight, he could single out three people during the day.
Van Borot was lucky.
Today's night sky was exceptionally bright, with not a single black cloud at all.
Moreover, it was still a full moon, which could be regarded as his home field.
It is precisely for this reason that Sutu let Fan Borot take the lead, otherwise he would not be able to kill several nightmare knights so easily and leave the opponent unable to fight back.
"Hmph, you can only rely on brute force, a barbarian."
Just when Van Borot was about to show off his power and kill the eighth Nightmare Knight, a strange figure quickly inserted himself out of nowhere and struck a sword in front of Van Borot.
Pierced the Nightmare Knight's neck.
Then the sword light flashed, and a huge head flew into the air, while the Nightmare Knight's burly body shrank rapidly, shrinking into a ball of red scrap metal in just two breaths.
"Ah, Chakaro, you crazy man who only knows how to cut heads, go back to your hometown.
Your dying grand duke father is still waiting for you to inherit the throne."
Fan Borot was furious after being kicked in.
It was so annoying that he immediately started to curse.
However, because there was a woman present, he was embarrassed to use those vulgar but highly lethal words, so he could only scold some indifferent words.
"Shut up, do you want to attract all the demons here?"
Chakaro, the man who chopped off the Nightmare Knight's head with a sword, turned around and shouted unceremoniously.
Warriors on the mainland usually have strong bodies and rough faces, but this Chakaro is an exception.
He had a sickly face, pale under the moonlight with almost no trace of blood, and even his pupils were a little gray, as if he were a fresh corpse that had just been resurrected by a lich.
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But if it could be a little bloody, it might not be so acceptable.
Chacaro has a handsome face, a slender figure, and beautiful silver curly hair.
His clothes may seem ordinary, but every detail is exquisite and gorgeous, simple but not simple, and is obviously made by a famous artist.
In a word, if Van Borot is a vulgar country boy, then Chacaro is an aristocratic young man whose soul has been marked with nobility.
Especially the expression with bored eyes, as if nothing can arouse his interest, has a strong appeal to aristocratic girls who are inexperienced in the world.
Just as Van Borot said, Chakaro really came from a large aristocratic family.
His family is a royal family of a certain principality in the west.
Although it cannot be compared with the behemoths like the Summoner family, it is still more than enough.
It has been a famous family for generations.
And Chakaro is not a bastard.
He is the only son of the contemporary king and a prince with a pure background.
Ordinarily, with Chakaro's wealth, there is no reason to come to Sutu to fight and kill him.
As long as he doesn't die, the position of the king will be his.
Power, wealth, beauty, these things that ordinary people are crazy about, he has had them all since he was born.
Not to mention Chakaro's extraordinary talent.
His fighting spirit is fierce, ruthless, and extremely sharp.
An ordinary sword can turn into an indestructible magic weapon in his hands.
That's why he could easily pierce the Nightmare Knight's thick armor and slice off its head with a sword.
And that's the problem.
He probably has everything.
Chakaro seems to have little interest in everything.
He is listless all day long and doesn't know what to do.
Even practicing, he only spends three days fishing and two days drying nets.
Otherwise, Chakaro might have become famous all over the world and become a famous strong man on the mainland.
In his own words, since he has everything, why work so hard?
No matter how powerful he is personally, he cannot lead his family to invade other principalities.
There are so many countries in the west of the mainland, large and small, and they like to intermarry with each other.
They have extremely complicated relationships, which affect the whole body.
If a principality wants to invade other countries, such behavior will definitely be targeted as an invasion.
In the end, the only path waiting for that principality is destruction.
To take a step back, even if other principalities are not rivals, Tianyang Empire will not let itself have another equal neighbor.
In this case, what else is he trying to do?
He can just eat and wait to die.
Although Chakaro's words sounded quite bastard, they did make some sense, leaving his elders with no reason to refute.
Probably tired of staying at home, Chakaro finally sneaked out of the family, wandered all the way and finally came under Sutu's command.
Unlike others, Chakaro stayed here just for fun.
He didn't ask for anything in return, and he didn't even need Sutu to pay him a salary.
It stands to reason that Sutu should be very happy to have such a powerful subordinate who does not require any effort, but in fact Sutu loves and hates Chakaro.
It goes without saying that I like him, everyone likes free thugs.
It's just that Chakaro has a bad personality.
Although he is not weak in strength, he always likes to pick on targets who are about to be killed and take advantage of others.
At first, everyone thought it was due to Chakaro's inexperience, but after a long time, everyone discovered that this guy did it on purpose, and it was inevitable that they would be dissatisfied with him.
If it weren't for this guy not taking any credit, someone might have been tricked long ago.
"Are you free?
Or do you think I'm fragile enough to need your protection?"
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Fan Borot wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by another cold and crisp voice.
But this time, there was no anger on Van Borot's face.
Instead, he said with a slight smile: "Of course not.
I just, uh, want to kill all these damn demons as soon as possible.
I have no other intention."
"That's good.
I don't want to ruin His Highness's important affairs because of your stupidity."
The owner of the voice snorted again and finally walked out of the darkness, revealing a dark but extremely delicate face with a strange charm.
Pretty face.
The woman's name is An Lin.
Although she is not the only woman among Su Tu's subordinates, she undoubtedly has a transcendent status.
Her words are sometimes even more effective than Su Tu's.
There is no other reason.
Anlin is beautiful and has a special charm that makes people unable to explain but deeply attracted by it.
An Lin's skin was dark, not as dark as chocolate, but as dark as before dawn.
No race of humans on the mainland has this kind of skin color, but An Lin does.
No one can explain why.
In addition, An Lin also has beautiful straight black hair, black eyes, a delicate and pretty face, and a figure that is not hot but has perfect curves, plus that unique dark figure.
Her beautiful skin makes Anlin completely different from other women and has her own unique charm.
But An Lin is not a flower vase, and her strength is not weak.
Not only does she have weird body skills and excellent latent skills, but she is also particularly good at mixing various poisons.
She often only needs to cut open the target's skin to kill him.
The most frightening thing is that the poison used by An Lin is not a magical toxin, but closer to the voodoo of the trolls.
This kind of poison cannot be dispelled by magicians and priests, and you must take an antidote to survive.
Because of these characteristics, An Lin has always been called the Night Elf by her companions, which not only explains her characteristics, but also praises her for being as beautiful as an elf.
Of course, everyone now knows that An Lin has nothing to do with real elves, and elves will never use voodoo.
With such a special person by his side, Sutu's confidants would naturally have some strange thoughts, even Chakaro was no exception.
For example, the real reason for Van Borot and Chakaro's sudden intervention just now was probably to please An Lin.
It's just that An Lin has a very high vision.
She made it clear that she will follow Su Tu for life.
In addition, Su Tu has lost his wife for many years and has not renewed their relationship.
Everyone understands the meaning.
However, what relieved all the confidants was that Su Tu was focused on other aspects and did not show any signs to An Lin.
That's why people like them will show off in front of An Lin whenever they get the chance.
Even if they can't win the beauty's heart, it's always right to leave a little more impression.
Of course, Su Tu's hidden illness is a secret among secrets, and probably no one except Wu Tong knows about it.
After failing to show off, Fanbolot was too embarrassed to stay with An Lin.
This was a black rose with thorns.
If you got too close, you would only be pricked by the other party.
And just as he was about to find another target, another strong vibration came from the arena, even more violent than the first time.
What's even worse is that along with the vibration came an angry roar.
"Oops!"
The three of them shouted in their hearts at the same time, and instantly turned into three black images and rushed into the arena
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