Time travel starts from Doupa

Chapter 1216 Borrowed Domain Powerhouse?
"You are not a holy rank!"

Robert was leaning on the sword with one hand. Although he was seriously injured and blood flowed into pools, his eyes became brighter and brighter!
Hearing this, Reinhardt had a strange smile on his face, neither admitted nor denied, but said lightly: "How can you see that?"

"Because you don't understand the rules, you don't know the rules!" Robert said coldly,

As soon as this remark came out, Reinhardt's bewitching handsome face suddenly darkened. Obviously, Robert talked about his pain!
In terms of strength, there may be many fifth-order great knights like Robert.But when it comes to vision and knowledge, Robert has never been afraid of anyone!
Naturally, Robert has not achieved the strength of the holy rank, but he has never eaten pork, haven't he seen pigs running?

Not to mention the historical classics and cultivation experience of the holy rank powerhouses in the temple, which happen to be within the reach of knight commanders like Robert; as for the real holy rank powerhouses, Robert has seen many, and some are even very familiar with them. .

For example, His Majesty the Pope of the Temple, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and the ascetic monk Thanos who has been staying in the depths of the Temple for decades and refused to come out... They are all genuine Holy Orders. Strong!
If you have seen the real thing, you will naturally be able to distinguish the fake. For example, now, Robert can see why the guy in front of him who has the same golden grudge as the holy-level powerhouse is just a fake.

Because, Reinhardt lacks one thing, and this is also the real difference between holy rank and ordinary people!
That's the rule!
No matter which plane, there are basic material rules and energy laws, just like the apples on the tree will fall to the ground instead of flying to the sky in the opposite direction, friction will generate electricity and fire, iron is harder than bronze, etc... These are all It is something that operates according to the laws of matter and energy.

Facing the rules between heaven and earth, ordinary people can only silently follow them and make use of them a little bit. Even the top masters such as great knights and great magicians are just ordinary people. matter, but it is absolutely impossible to violate the rules of heaven and earth.

But the holy rank powerhouse is different.

Saint-level powerhouses can not only violate the rules, but even change the rules.Therefore, saint-level experts can break away from gravity and fly freely; they can turn water into fire and metal into wood; they can change the laws of space, teleport, and live forever...

Reinhardt in front of him can hardly do these skills of changing fate against the sky.In the fight just now, apart from punching out a few space cracks with brute force, he didn't have any difference from ordinary people at all.

He is just more forceful and refined than Robert's grudge, only an increase in the total amount, but no qualitative change.

Objectively speaking, Reinhardt is just a false holy rank between the great knight and the holy rank.

"You're right, you hit the nail on the head."

Reinhardt didn't deny Robert's words, but said generously: "Holy rank, of course, it's not something that a young man in my 20s can casually reach. But, Robert, it doesn't mean that you can survive today. .”

"My golden fighting spirit is a gift from the Lord of Arrogance. Even though I am not a holy rank, it is still easy to kill you!"

With a smirk, Reinhardt looked at Robert in front of him jokingly, and walked towards him step by step!
Meanwhile, outside the forest.

The princess's carriage remained where it was, without moving.It wasn't that she didn't want to leave, but because the six unicorns pulling the cart were all decapitated, and the bright red blood of the horses flowed all over the place.

Around the carriage, seven or eight silver-armored warriors looked forward with fear, and even their sword-holding hands trembled with fear.

There, a figure floating in mid-air, wearing a black cloak and holding a black staff taller than a person, was suspended so quietly.

Around him, dozens of silver-armored warriors were all lying down, either their heads were decapitated, or they were amputated at the waist and bled to death.Occasionally there are some who are still alive, and they can only make a low whimper.

And the blood has already smeared the earth.

It was this magician hidden in the black cloak who, by himself, slaughtered almost an entire team of fifty elite silver armored warriors in less than a quarter of an hour, leaving only seven or eight or Good luck, or a strong fighter.

You must know that every silver-armored warrior who protects the princess has at least the strength of a low-level second-level warrior, and is an elite unit of the Royal Guards. Many of them are even third-level intermediates who have cultivated fighting spirit, and even A fourth-level senior knight!
Moreover, the most powerful thing about these elite knights is their training and coordination ability, as well as their proficiency in some military formation methods, as well as the enchanted armor and magic-breaking crossbows they are equipped with.These abilities and equipment allow their overall strength of a team of 50 people to be comparable to, or even defeat, an ordinary fifth-level knight or even a great magician.

However, even such an elite, under the magic wand of this mysterious mage, couldn't resist for a while, and was killed wide open, blood flowing like a river!
"This is the strength of your imperial guards. You don't even have the means to resist the death curse."

Under the black cloak, came a dry voice, that voice was like someone scratching a wall, it was extremely uncomfortable to hear, and goose bumps all over the body.

And the magic wand in this person's hand, which is as tall as a person, is not made of metal or walnut wood that can hold magic power, but a white bone that looks like a thigh bone.

On the entire continent, the only one who uses bones as magic wands is the necromancer who is famous for manipulating corpses and undead souls!
"A necromancer who is close to the holy rank... It seems that they have paid a high price to kill me!"

A trembling and cold voice with a hint of stubbornness sounded. As the princess and holy maiden of the temple, Helen lifted the curtain of the pearl carriage and jumped out of the carriage. The little fist was clenched tightly, as if it was about to bleed from the palm of my hand!
Beside her, Alice, a beautiful woman in a black dress, silently took out a walnut wand inlaid with sapphires, preparing for the final resistance.

"Hey, it is indeed the brightest pearl in the empire. It is so beautiful. If I hadn't refined myself into a lich, I would definitely be reluctant to kill you. I would only make you my own puppet."

A hoarse voice came from the necromancer's mouth again, with a tyrannical tone in a playful tone.

And the movement of his hands was not slow either. In just a split second, streaks of red light shot out like infrared rays, and killed several silver armored warriors, leaving only one who managed to disperse the red warriors with fighting spirit. Hermon, the fourth-rank senior knight of light.

"Finally there is someone who can break the death spell, but it's useless."

The necromancer smiled coldly, raised his wand again, and a thick black mist began to appear above the ground. Obviously, he was about to amplify his moves again.

However, at this moment, the powerful necromancer suddenly stopped, and looked behind him with a look of surprise!

There, an aura stronger than an adult dragon is approaching!

"Is this a holy step... or a domain?"

(End of this chapter)