Doom Knight System

The storm shrouded the mountains, and the whole world turned into a murderous color.

The Teutonic Knights walked slowly on the mountain road. It was not an easy task to travel in this weather, but Lancelot's order was the will.

The airship smuggled by the Hammer Merchant landed in a mountain depression, and a group of knights were hidden on the other side of the mountain, watching the Teutonic Knights with cold eyes.

As the time passed by, Zieger, the top knight of the Knights Templar, held up a binoculars, and put the distant scene clearly in his eyes.

The knight group of more than 80 people is absolutely powerful, and Zieger felt a little drummed in his heart. What made him feel the worst was the female knight leader who was leading the way, soaring into the sky with an undisguised powerful aura, almost breaking the storm. They are all overwhelmed.

"Damn the superiors, this is asking us to die." Zigel cursed inwardly.

Naturally, he would not know the true meaning of the regional bishop, the mind of a strong man whose spiritual power reached the silver SR level.

At this moment, Lancelot was sitting in a sealed carriage, while Elena was yawning and sitting in his arms, rising and falling with the bumps of the carriage.

Perhaps because she knew that Lancelow was about to leave, Elena was not aloof and arrogant, and acted coquettishly on Lancelow like honey.

"I have a hunch that it won't be so calm." Lancelow wiped his nose, the supermodel wife in his arms is really terrible, these few days directly let his physique drop by 0.5 points, but he still has nothing to do, even a little enjoying the moment.

"Here we come!" Grai shouted suddenly, the treasure in his hand danced, and the wind and snow whizzed up instantly.

Whizzing! ! !Countless arrows poured down from the hillside, mixed with the sound of a few musket guns.

These arrows are special armor-piercing arrows, triangular in shape and with barbs attached.

Hoo hoo! !The violent snowstorm deflected a large number of arrows, and the rest fell in the middle of the team without causing any damage.

A Nuo in the team was a thief, and he was quite familiar with this kind of sneak attack. He sneered and put on his bow, only to hear a piercing sonic boom, and a long arrow shot up the hillside like a city-breaking crossbow.

A low-level knight of the Knights Templar didn't react at all, the armor on his body was pierced, and then exploded directly through his body, raising a cloud of green poisonous mist.

The high-ranking knight Zieger was completely helpless. Although the number of his own team had an advantage, the quality was very different. The other side had no less than ten knights who only had treasures.

Rumbling... Thirty members of the Teutonic Knights began to charge towards the hillside on foot, but they were faster than war horses in the thick snow.

There were no surprises at all. Although the Knights Templar were elite, they were no match for the Teutonic Knights.

Half an hour later, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.

There was a mess everywhere, broken trees and dead bodies were scattered on the hillside, and the blood was particularly dazzling against the white snow.

Zieger spewed blood and leaned against the tree trunk. He was targeted by Gray from the very beginning, and the gap between the knight commander and the knight was so obvious.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to beg for mercy, but Grai didn't give him a chance, he swung his head with a sword, the frost magic power was frozen together with the wound, and not even a drop of blood flowed from his neck.

And at the same time, a "flash spell" suddenly landed near Lancelot's carriage, and the burst of light temporarily blinded the eyes of the guarding Teutonic Knights.

Immediately afterwards, a figure came out of the snowdrift like lightning, because the speed was so fast that the blizzard seemed to be torn apart.

The sneak attacker easily approached the carriage, raised his hand and threw out a palm-sized ball.

Rumbling... A mass of flames exploded, covering the area within ten meters. The thick smoke and scorching air waves made people feel like they were in purgatory.

boom!Lancelot punched out, and the whistling wind broke the flames into a channel, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

The assassin felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, but he didn't care. He sneered contemptuously. As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he rose into the air and slid towards the distance as if he had no weight.

"Be careful, it's the shadow assassin of the Inquisition!" Elena peeked out of the car and said uneasily.She was disheveled now, and she didn't dare to come out, so she could only bless Lancelow with a magic spell of "recovery of stamina".

"Don't worry, he can't run away." Lancelot said with a grin. He knew that the other party was deliberately luring him away, but he didn't care at all.In the outer city where there is no knight commander level, he is not afraid of anyone at all.

The assassin turned his head, a little surprised, because his target was a woman, but it was a knight commander who caught up, and he couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Turning his ankle, he didn't run very far and rushed forward again.The shadow assassins of the Inquisition won't rest until they complete their objectives.

The two began to fight in the dense forest. Lancelot was like a cheetah, his legs galloped into an afterimage, and he stepped forward and punched out.

The assassin raised his right hand, a few shiny steel needles lit up between his fingers, and there was a faint magical power.

At such a close distance, steel needles with magic power are more powerful than dense arrow rain, whoosh! !It directly covered the space where Lancelow was advancing.

Lancelot felt hairs on his face and neck, and his instinct for the moment of life and death was much faster than his own reaction. He subconsciously lay back, and the steel needle brushed against his cheek, and at the same time, it was on the right side of his face. Open a fine wound.

And the magic power on the steel needle erupted instantly, and the scorching flame breath entered Lancelot's body along the wound.

Lancelot used mental power to expel the invading magic power, his face was gloomy, and a carp jumped up.

The assassin on the opposite side was not tall, with disheveled hair, but a pair of eyes protruding from the hair were as sharp as eagle eyes, and his face was pale and bloodless, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

One side of the neck is covered with blue-black blood vessels like a spider web, with pinholes on them.

"You... are very strong, not in the information." The assassin's voice was hoarse, obviously not speaking often.

"Hmph! Go to hell, as an assassin, you talk too much nonsense!" Lancelot said coldly.The bones of the whole body exploded like firecrackers, and the mental power inspired the belief in fighting skills to explode.

Rumble!The right foot was raised high and then stepped down heavily, and the snow began to undulate like a lake that was thrown into a boulder.The mental power centered on Lancelot's right foot, turning into invisible ripples and spreading wildly outward.

In addition to hypnosis and aura suppression, pure spiritual power also has the ability to capture and lock the enemy.