Doom Knight System

This high-ranking knight could faintly feel an extraordinary aura from Lancelot, but he was confident enough to overwhelm anyone in this transport station.

"Clang!" The samurai sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed. Almost at the same time, all the flintlock guns broke in half.

The upper knight said in surprise: "How dare you resist arrest? Damn it! Do you think you can be arrogant by relying on the treasure?" The knight sword in his hand was also drawn out.

Lancelot frowned slightly, and found a dangerous feeling rising from the bottom of his heart. Thinking of the missile-like fireball just now, he quickly jumped back with his feet.

boom!The fireball fell from the sky with a wave of heat.

"Slash against the wind!" The crescent-shaped blade shot out at a high speed, and after colliding with the fireball, not only did it cause an explosion, but the aftermath was not over, and it continued to charge towards the upper knight.

"Damn it, it's the knight commander!" The upper knight's scalp was numb. People who can inspire this kind of power are all well-known strong men, and I really shouldn't provoke him.

It was too late to regret, when the sharp blade light was close at hand, suddenly a figure flashed over, and after swinging his right fist, the blade light shifted in one direction, leaving only a deep ravine on the ground.

This man had his hair tied up, and his body was considered thin among knights. He stood there motionless with a scimitar hanging from his waist, but Lancelot felt a faint beast breath from this man.

This person is absolutely not inferior to Van der Hull in strength!

"I'm the station master, if you have anything to tell me."

"Huh?" Lancelot sneered, "Your people broke the rules."

The station master frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at the senior knight, who was pale and tremblingly handed over the magic core.

boom!In the blink of an eye, the upper knight was kicked away by the station master, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Those who break the rules should be punished," the station master said slowly.

Lancelow asked Elizabeth to hide aside, and said with a movement of hands and feet: "It seems that a war is inevitable."

The cells in the body begin to stimulate the muscles of the body, and the strength begins to increase in an instant.

"That's right!" The station master nodded, his eyes suddenly became sharper, the scimitar at his waist was unsheathed, and with a wave of his hand, the magic power condensed into a huge crescent-shaped blade that appeared out of thin air, like a scythe of death, whistling towards Lancelot burst the air in an instant.

Lancelow swung the samurai sword, forming a sword curtain, easily blocked the light of the sword, stepped forward with him, and slashed diagonally.

Clang!The scimitar and the samurai sword collided together, bursting out a bright spark.

On the surface, it seems that they are evenly matched, but Lancelot understands that he is not an opponent. Not only is the level of the Noble Phantasm low, but he was suppressed by the opponent after his strength increased.

boom!The two separated after one blow.

The station master was a little surprised, his expression became more serious, and he unbuttoned his shirt casually, revealing his rock-like muscles.

boom!With a low shout, Lancelot took the lead in attacking, his body transformed into a flash of lightning, and the samurai sword in his right hand crackled.

The station master raised the scimitar above his head, squinted his eyes, his muscles exploded, and shouted coldly, "Moonlight Wuhen!"

The landslide and tsunami-like magical power exploded, and each sword glow fluttered up and down like tiny butterflies, enveloping Lancelot instantly.

"I can't hurt me!" Lancelot was confident in his defense, with the samurai sword across his feet, his right leg swept out, and the huge force almost sucked the air dry like a battering ram.

laugh!laugh!laugh!The shattered knife light left Lancelot with dense wounds, but they were not deep, and there was even very little blood left.

The station master used his Noble Phantasm skill to no avail, but he had to block Lancelow's kick, and he moved out of the way in time.

"Nice young man, are you from the inner city?" The station master's eyes cast a gleam.

Lancelot remained silent, turning his head to look at Elizabeth, who was sitting on the stone like a lady, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The atmosphere froze for a while, but the deadlock was soon broken by the arrival of a convoy.

"Ding dong! The knights you recruited have arrived. Congratulations to your knights for finding strength again."

Lancelot was a little overjoyed, but immediately frowned. The flag of the Bauhinia family was actually hung on the motorcade.

"Ding dong! Melissa, death knight, combat strength evaluation: 8-S. Because of the special relationship with Victoria, it is involved in your fate. This is a special recruitment, and the cost is equal to that of an official knight.

Your status and residence can no longer accommodate more knights. The knight recruitment system is temporarily blocked. Please continue to work hard. "

"What the hell is going on with this system?" Lancelot's heart sank. Only the system can do this kind of wanton breaking of the rules.

Soon, the convoy came to the gate.

Melissa's face was cold, and she wore a black cross burqa over the heavy metal armor, which gave off a mountainous pressure, and her fierce aura made it impossible to look directly at her.

The station master was a little surprised when he noticed that Melissa wore the same knight robe as Lancelot, but as a strong man, he would not let the opponent unleash his momentum.

boom!A gust of wind centered on him, thundering like lightning, spread in all directions, and the extremely terrifying killing intent instantly enveloped his body.

The two momentums collided together, forming a hurricane.

"Can we go in?" Melissa restrained her momentum and said coldly.

The station master nodded and said, "Of course there is no problem, Mr. Investigator. You can, but he can't."

"Clang!" There was a sound of metal rubbing together, and the trainee knights of the Teutonic Knights held the knight's sword tightly at the same time, pulling out half of the cold sword from the scabbard.

The sound of footsteps followed closely behind the station wall, and a group of knights rushed out to guard behind the station master.

"Huh? Interesting." The station master sized Lancelot and Melissa back and forth, touched his chin, stopped his subordinates from moving, and then said, "You guys go in, but I still hope you can obey the rules."

Melissa did not speak, but instead gave up the dominance to Lancelow, like a subordinate.

"I'm hungry! Let's go!" Elizabeth rolled her eyes, and an inexplicable feeling came to her heart. She didn't want Lancelot to get too close to this woman, so she took Lancelot's hand and walked inside.

The guarding knights made way for a passage and watched the convoy slowly enter the town station.

The station master's prestige in the station is very good, so even if everyone is dissatisfied, they can only keep it in their hearts and dare not show it.

The blood-spitting high-ranking knight clenched his fists tightly, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.