Doom Knight System

Melissa eased her emotions, and took the initiative to introduce to Lancelot: "The Royal Church of Burinau used to be located in a corner of the West End on the north bank of the Thames River in London. Part of it was destroyed, and the remaining main part fell into the alien space.

The place we are going to go is through the arcade to the southeast side of the main church, where the treasury hall and the underground chapel are located. "

"I advise you not to be too happy, and take a closer look at what's below." Lancelow said coldly.

Melissa took a closer look and noticed that there were densely packed dwarves hidden in the darkness around the church, crowded together, and I don't know how many there were.

boom!As if it was a signal, hundreds of bonfires were lit at the same time, and the soaring flames illuminated the place below like daylight.

The dwarves cheered and danced. In the center, seven or eight struggling humans were trapped on wooden sticks like animals, and beside them were dwarf chefs sharpening their knives.

Lancelot could see that those people were all knights of the Scarlet Knights, and he couldn't help becoming vigilant. These dwarves looked stronger than expected.

However, it can be expected that there are thousands of fearless monsters below, each of which has the strength of an apprentice knight, and Vander Hull has to run away when he meets them.

Melissa swallowed, and looked at Lancelot begging for help. The victory was already in sight, and she didn't want to fall short.

"If you don't want to give up, you can only wait." Lancelot shook his head and said, he is not an idiot, the end of passing through thousands of monsters must be the same as that of the brothers tied to the wooden stick.

"Ah! I don't want to die, don't kill me!"

"Help! Commander, help me..."

"I surrender...I surrender..."...The screams sounded suddenly, and the dwarf chef in a white coat brutally disemboweled the prisoner, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Melissa's face was expressionless, her expression was cold, and she didn't change her emotions at all. She held the dagger tightly in her hand, waiting for the so-called opportunity to come.

After a whole night of carnival and feast, when the first ray of sunshine fell in the morning, a large number of dwarves came out of the camp, led by the guy released by Lancelow yesterday, dancing and gesticulating with his companions.

Three-fifths of the dwarfs in the camp suddenly decreased, and the remaining dwarves were lying on the grass, dozing off.

There was a flash of light in Lancelot's eyes, and he saw a distinctive dwarf standing beside the largest bonfire, wearing a hat made of colorful feathers on his head, and his body was covered with totems drawn with white dye.

From the respectful attitude of the other dwarves, it can be seen that this should be a shaman-like role in the tribe.

"Now go and lure them away, and I'll kill that shaman." Lancelow whispered next to Melissa's ear.

Melissa nodded bluntly, jumped up and rushed down the hillside, the dagger in her hand shone with fiery light, and let out a long howl.

The dwarves stood up quickly, and after they found Melissa, they shouted excitedly. Although they didn't understand why the human being in front of them came to die alone, they didn't have too many thoughts because of their low IQ. All of them rushed towards her.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. When the distance was less than five meters, Melissa made a wrong step, twisted her waist, and turned her body at [-] degrees, and she just played the dwarves.

Like hounds lured by a fox, the dwarves adjusted their pace and followed closely behind.

Now there are less than twenty gnomes in the entire camp, all surrounded by the gnome shaman.

Lancelot took a deep breath, as if a flame was burning in his chest.

boom!The legs started to run, like a running cheetah, and the soil exploded instantly with every footstep falling, and then transformed into forward kinetic energy.

This speed is much faster than Melissa's. In the blink of an eye, she is already close to the dwarf shaman.

"Ding Dong! The Eye of Reality: Dark Dwarf Shaman, a berserk creature who loses his mind, has the ability to manipulate low-level magic power and transform, combat power evaluation: 1-S."

The hidden attribute of the revenge of the eye of truth is tried and tested.The dwarf shaman roared and pointed his finger at Lancelot, and the dwarves guarding him immediately rushed forward.

In order to maximize his speed, Lancelot did not use [Wind Roaring Will], but his bare-handed combat technique derived from physical instinct is even more terrifying.

With the help of the impact force, the body suddenly jumped up, and the right knee was lifted up to the chest like lightning. As the hardest part of the human body, at this moment, it was like a siege hammer. kick out.

The body of the dwarf immediately sent the two companions flying backwards, and the body of the dwarf guard who was about to besiege couldn't help but froze.

Lancelow wouldn't stop, his legs started to bow left and right, kicking out constantly, bang bang! !There was a crisp sound like a whip whipping in the air, and every blow would take away a life.

For a long time, there was no objective estimate of the power of 11 points, but now it shows an overwhelming advantage over low-level creatures.

The dwarf shaman provoked Wu angrily, picked up a conch on his waist and blew it, and the long sound began to spread in all directions.

The dwarves who were chasing Melissa stopped at the same time, and began to rush towards the camp frantically.

boom!A simple straight punch from Lancelot sent the dwarf shaman flying, who fell straight into the campfire.

"Boom!" The bonfire turned from red flames to blue strangely, and the dwarf shaman could be vaguely seen praying to the sky.

The dwarves who saw this scene all knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and shouted: "La... lala... hu... ba!" Their eyes were full of enthusiasm.

The dwarf shaman changed rapidly in the blue flames. The originally short stature began to inflate like a balloon, and his skinny body became as strong as steel. His muscles were hideous and terrifying, and his propped up tattoos were glowing blue. of light.

"Roar!" The dwarf shaman slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept chanting prayers. After jumping out of the bonfire, he punched hard.

Lancelot was full of momentum, and he had no intention of avoiding it at all. He suddenly exerted force and kicked out with his right foot diagonally.

His feet collided with the dwarf shaman's fist, and there was a bump!The muffled sound echoed in the air, like a bicycle tire being punctured.

"His strength is not as good as mine, but his defense is so strong!" "So strong! It's a crushing gap!" Lancelot took two steps back and stretched his numb right foot.

Immediately afterwards, the two figures collided again, fists collided with each other, bang bang! !Amidst the constant muffled noise, the figures quickly separated and collided again.