Chapter 129: The Hidden Weapon of Justice

Gawain didn't know if his acting skills were up to the mark, but he thought that the cultist would definitely be fooled.

Because he is indeed in a weak state, and he really does not have the strength of a true legend. This aspect does not require acting skills at all!

For Gao Wen, who knew his weight, it was far easier to pretend that his combat power was not good than to pretend that he was still in his heyday seven hundred years ago.

Sure enough, when he deliberately showed physical weakness and decreased physical coordination, the figure shrouded in the black robe moved.

It was the revelation of aura, the aura of finally confirming the will to fight and preparing to end the game. From the corner of his eyes, Gawain saw the cultist's black robe shake, and the arm hidden under the robe then lifted to this side. The obvious magic fluctuations then gathered in his hands.

Gawain had been waiting for this moment, but instead of attacking, he pretended to be disturbed by the Corrupted Treant, and took a few steps toward the cultist. But it was the act of sending his body within the magic range.

The mutated and obscure Druid spell took shape in an instant, and a gray-green light ball containing decaying power flew out from under the robe of the black-robed cultist, and Gawain had completely locked the trajectory of this light ball. He didn't dodge or evade, but at the moment when the light ball hit him, he supported the knight's protective aura, and started the charge at the same time!

The "Corrosion Orb" swept through the air in a silent trajectory, and slammed into Gawain's shoulder armor, but at the same time, a circle of translucent energy fluctuations rippled on the shoulder armor, dispelling the full power of the Orb into nothingness. , while Gawain turned into a white light in the blink of an eye, and raised his long sword and slashed at the cultist's head!

The cultist was obviously stunned for a moment, but he had already fallen into this trap: just like any spellcasting profession, Druid spells are also buffered by magic after casting. After the previous magic failed, his spiritual sea was turbulent. At this moment, facing the knight charging towards him, he couldn't even cast the simplest protection spell.

But just when Gawain thought that this cultist would use the protective magic weapon he was carrying to resist his slash, he saw this guy make an amazing move that he never expected

The man in black robe slammed back half a step to avoid the next split, followed by an iron plate bridge narrowly and narrowly dodging Gawain's next blow, and then rolled on the spot without letting go, and stood up with one hand in rotation. , and while getting up, the other hand reached to his waist, he suddenly drew out a bright one-handed sword, and with a "bang" he blocked Gawain's third pursuit!

At this moment, Gawain's eyes almost fell.

But he didn't have time to wonder, because the cultist had already avoided the most dangerous attacks,

He is reorganizing his posture, and once this guy with dual cultivation of magic and martial arts really readjusts his posture, it might be difficult to handle.

Therefore, Gawain directly poured the knight's spiritual energy into the sword of the pioneers, and the blade instantly ignited a high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees. At the same time, the block of the cultist pressing down with both hands was amazing. After holding on for less than two seconds, he had to roll over to avoid the scorching blade that almost set people on fire at the cost of his left arm being injured.

Gawain chased after him, and the Sword of the Trailblazer slashed continuously like a blood-colored blade of light, leaving distorted arcs of high heat in the air, while the cultists wielded their one-handed swords to support, letting the Gawain was even more shocked when his jaw dropped. This black guy actually used his extremely delicate swordsmanship to temporarily fight with him on an equal footing!

What the hell is this stuff? ! Does this mean that he is a cultist who is only level 5? It is said that all things will end up being legal druids? !

The one-handed swordsmanship of the black-robed cultist is unbelievable, and Gawain soon discovered that this is really pure swordsmanship, and there is no supernatural power that belongs to knights or warriors. , completely relying on his skilled skills and combat experience to resist Gawain's offensive, without the aura of protection, nor the infusion of magic power and extraordinary skills, he has resisted until now with one-handed swordsmanship!

In this world, there are still such warriors who are not mixed with extraordinary power, and simply practice skills to accumulate experience? So what's up with this guy's Druid spells? Or is there some unknown occupational system in the end of all things?

Gawain had a question mark on his head, but the cultist he was fighting against was already miserable: Although he persisted for so long with his superb swordsmanship, the gap in rank was hard to ignore. In fact, this If the man in black robe was not holding a blessed one-handed sword, but just carrying an ordinary steel sword, I am afraid that within a few rounds of the battle, he would be cut off by Gawain with his sword. .

After several consecutive attacks, Gawain forced his opponent to a corner. He decided not to think about the opponent's swordsmanship, but to directly mobilize the magic power in his body. At the same time, he raised the pioneer sword and released the high-level knight. The "steel storm" that will be mastered.

The black-red blade swung down, and a burst of strong light erupted in the air. In the light, the blade suddenly seemed to split into countless beams. Blades carried a powerful shock wave. In the hot "steel storm" impact, the solid ground of the castle shattered and rolled up like sand and dust, and was wrapped in the shock wave and rolled to the person who had completely lost the chance to cast the spell. A cultist who lost his chance to block.

The black-robed figure also seemed to give up resistance, and he stood stunned until the steel storm's blade and shock wave smashed him and the surrounding stones into pieces, and continued to charge with the unabated shock wave. To the walls of the chamber.

With a loud bang of smashing rocks, the strong boulder wall of the castle was smashed into a large hole, and the shock wave rushed into the night outside before finally dissipating.

After a while, the few Corrupted Treants still standing in the hall stopped their movements one after another, and lowered their arms stiffly like robots that had lost their commands, and then they swayed a few times, and the core that emitted dark red light followed. Extinguished, those dead branches and rotten leaves that had long since lost their lives fell to the ground: these twisted things that stood up against the laws of nature reverted to their original appearance.

Amber jumped out of the shadow form and sat on the ground panting hard: "Hu... hu... I'm really exhausted..."

Knight Philip was also gasping for breath. Those corrupted treemen catalyzed by magic power were not easier to deal with than ordinary low-level knights, but he couldn't do something as shameful as Amber, so he just supported his body with his sword, He looked at Gawain with admiration: "Sir, that cultist was killed by you."

However, Gawain did not look very happy. He frowned and came to the big hole, looking down at the charred shards left by the cultists after they were smashed to pieces. Due to the amazing heat contained in the Sword of Trailblazers, these wrecks were severely carbonized. There is no trace of blood and flesh at all: "It's not right... I always feel that it's not right in the end..."

Pittman came over, bent over to pick up a piece of debris, and slowly crushed it in his hands. After a while, his face turned gloomy: "This is the sorcery of the scorched bark Fallen Druid, that guy ran away. !"

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At the same time, on the roof near the porch of Viscount Andrew's castle, a cluster of abnormally growing and lush vines suddenly wriggled in a rustling manner. , As if the mucus was surging, the big bag in the vines was torn from it, and a figure in a black robe came out embarrassed.

This black figure is the devotee of the Church of the Dead who escaped by chance. His whole body exudes a burnt stench, his left arm is dripping with blood, and he droops weakly beside him. It disappeared, revealing a thin, pale middle-aged face with messy short brown hair.

In his right hand he was still holding the "one-handed sword", but now there is only half of this valuable extraordinary weapon left.

Cursing in a low voice, the cultist put away the half-truncated sword and staggered forward, preparing to flee the place before the terrifying opponent could react.

But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the corner not far away.

Knight Byron stood there, just looking up at the cultist who emerged from a clump of vines and looked seriously injured. The two looked at each other for a while, but neither of them responded.

But the stupor only lasted for a blink of an eye, and the cultist quickly woke up and raised his finger to the knight who had survived for some reason.

Knight Byron also reacted instantly. He took it into his arms, took out something and fiddled with it, and then threw it at his opponent: "Eat my hidden weapon of justice!"

A dignified knight would shout even if he throws a hidden weapon.

The cultist just smiled disdainfully, and easily caught the "hidden weapon" that Byron threw at him. Although he was seriously injured, he would not be successful in a conspiracy by a third-level knight. He was cursed by his sorcery, and now he is also weak!

"You think too much of yourself," the cultist grabbed the projectile thrown by Byron, he didn't sense any poison or the magic aura in action, so he didn't worry at all, "Alright, just use you To supplement my life... eh?"

He suddenly heard a tick in his hand...

Byron clearly saw that the cultist was a crystal grenade that had reacted at the last moment. This thing was completely mechanical before it exploded. There was no magic reaction in it, but the magic breath of the energy storage crystal could still be sensed if you carefully felt it. Yes, a mid-level extraordinary powerhouse will of course realize that something is wrong after he becomes vigilant, but his reaction is still a little slow, even though he has thrown the grenade out, and the brilliance of the body protection spell is floating on his body, But the rune trigger has been pressed, and the detonation circle is activated.

Grabbing the fireball with bare hands and touching the face to catch the fireball, what is highlighted is a red-hot trance.

But after all, it is an extraordinary powerhouse who has reached the intermediate level. Even if he is seriously injured, the body protection weapon he carries with him and the strength of his body still exist. At the moment when the crystal grenade exploded, the cultist had a few There was a flash of light, and the few protective equipment he had left was automatically activated and resisted the most lethal damage. In the end, his entire right arm was shattered in the explosion, but the rest of his body jumped violently with the impact of the explosion. He went out and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.