When this sword was used, not only Landrew and Milton were shocked, but even Morris and Tar, who were always ready to take action in the distance, were stunned.

Knights are professions for close combat, but even knights like them who have condensed rituals do not have such amazing sword techniques.

They are more about honing their bodies. Although they also practice swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the focus is always on the use of vitality.

Among the three elements of the three elements of martial arts, the knights are more inclined to the body. They hone their bodies day after day, let the power of life emanate from the body, go through maintenance, overflow, and refine them, and finally gain achievements and enter the stage of return under the deeds that are sung by the world.

Naiser showed another skill at this time, which naturally made the two people who walked to a certain height sigh.

It was also in this sigh that Morris took action.

Tarr sighed because he could truly appreciate Nesser's sword skills, Nesser was his young master.

But Morris couldn't wholeheartedly appreciate the sword technique. He had to do it and could not let Landrew die in any way.

At least he cannot die until Landrew transports the ordnance out.

He stepped into the air, and at that moment, the critical layer was subjected to some kind of oppression, and the space began to twist. Morris completed the teleportation with his body and came to Nesser.

Although space travel cannot be done, operating at the critical layer channels cannot overcome these condensation rituals. In the return stage, the essence of life is no longer a human being.

His fingers bounced, and the overflowing power of life was like a substance, like an insurmountable iron wall, blocking Ness' blade.

The other finger, as if it was inserted into mud, pierced into Landrew's armpit without any obstacles, gently touching Landrew's heart that had stopped beating.

Then the violent life force, like countless thin filaments, pierced into the key points of each life cycle of Landru, and then vibrated for a moment to awaken Landru's life that had stopped working.

Landrew wanted to say something, and then he realized that the centrifugal ritual was also working. Morris's indifferent words sounded: "Start the magic circle and transport the armies away, otherwise the ritual would collapse."

Landru felt the urgency of the ceremony, and could only choose to activate the magic circle that had been arranged long ago, sorted out the logs with force field magic, and pushed them into the river next to them.

Milton on the other side did not have such good luck. Naser's blade completely killed most of his life, and could only rely on the vampire's powerful recovery power to survive. However, the more so, the more active the anti-blood worms became. The wolf-headed worms hatched out, eating his flesh and blood, making him unable to help but wail in pain.

"That's not possible. I should call you Viscount Gra, right?" However, Neser did not care about the wailing Milton, but spoke to Morris: "Those goods should be distributed by me to be reasonable."

"You attacked my warehouse and tried to steal my things, but you dared to talk to me like this?" Morris looked at Taal who suddenly appeared with defense, with no expression on his face, but his indifferent eyes were putting pressure on Nesser.

The Gra family has gained a lot of benefits by smuggling armies over the years. Now this line has been broken. Whether it is hiding evidence of crime or finally making a stop loss, he must get the last batch of armies.

"For Tar's sake, I can ignore your offense this time, but if you still want to stop me, don't blame me for being rude. I believe the Ronnie family is not willing to have more enemies like our Grah family."

"Has the Gra family been enemies long ago?" Nesser said without any retreat: "Let Saba use assassination of me as an assessment of Quito, it should be your order."

"Even if you want to talk about offense, you should offend me!"

Morris' pupils shrank. He originally thought that Nesser could find this piece of arms because Landrew had attacked him before, so Nesser found this place for revenge. However, now Nesser's words revealed too much information.

The other party had already found out about the Sabakido line, which meant that the other party knew more than they thought.

But then, Morris was pissed off.

No matter what, Nesser is just a genius. The so-called genius is just a highly anticipated weak person.

And he has already condensed his achievements, and the gap between the two can only be Nether offended him, even if Taal is here.

Only the weak will always offend the strong, and there will be no strong will offend the weak.

Morris thought so, that Taal could not be with Nether forever. As long as he seized a gap, Nether could only let him knead him.

He looked at Nasser, his eyes changed instantly. As his vitality flowed, something overflowed from his eyes, with an ominous aura, like a twisted shadow.

"Shadow of Life." Naser quickly recognized what it was, a skill of using life force. After entering the return stage, the life force will become more and more vigorous, so strong that if not suppressed, the life force will infect other lives around you.

For example, Nesser's extraordinary charm will affect the creatures around him, making the lives and even the spirit of those animals close to him.

Generally speaking, knights will suppress their own life influence, but at some times, they can also use these influences to attack other lives.

This method is called the shadow of life. Once you are hit, you will be affected by the other party's life to a certain extent, and will be suppressed similarly to bloodlines.

This method is disgusting and it is difficult to relieve it. Even if Tarr wants to relieve it, he can only use the shadow of life to influence Nesser.

At that time, Tar, as a servant, will suppress Nesser in life. Such ridiculous things will surely make Nesser recognize the difference between the strong and the weak.

It was only when the shadow of life overflowed from Morris' eyes that he heard the sound of the clock pointer turning.

Tick!

The Shadow of Life returned to his eyes again, and this change even made Morris feel a sense of whether he had used the Shadow of Life fantasy.

Sissev sighed and walked out of the side. The clock in his hand ticked and some force was in his hands, making Morris feel the threat of instinct.

Taal also moved his shoulders and showed his fists.

Naser held the knife, and the star spirit around him turned slightly, and a trace of force of the force field was emitted from it, silently transforming the environment.

Thunder flashed in the sky, as if something was nurturing.

Nesser asked Morris with a smile on his face, "So, who belongs to this batch of goods now?"

Morris silently took back the shadow of life in his eyes, looked at Naser formally, and smiled: "It seems that I underestimated you."

"Boy from the Ronnie family, I lost this time, you can take the goods away, and I hope you will always win in the future." Morris seemed to bless Nesser, and then turned directly to press the critical layer surface and teleported away.

The Landrews were already stupid. It turned out that all hopes were fake. They had ambushed enough strength at the beginning, and no matter how hard they struggled, they were desperate.

"I can hand over all the knowledge and resources I have collected to you." Landrew looked at Neser, his eyes full of prayer: "I only have one request Neser, let Yolanda go."

Naiser nodded at the humble Landrew, looking at such a humble Landrew, as if he had agreed to Landrew's request.

Landrew had no choice. After knowing that he had no way to survive, his complicated personality was finally unified, and his love for Yolanda once again gained the upper hand.

After obtaining Nesser's consent, Landrew began to replicate all the places where he stored his knowledge and resources through his mental power and handed over to Nesser.

Then he looked into the distance with confusion and murmured: "What is my life?"

No one answered, and he seemed to understand it himself. In this way, he automatically dispersed his mental power and returned to death.

Naiser looked at his body and then looked at Milton on the other side.

With a wave of his hand, the invisible blade flew out and cut him into half. However, the corpse in the two halves quickly turned into a pool of blood. The real Milton had no idea when he escaped.

Nesser is not in a hurry about this.

"Escape, escape, there will be people waiting for you on your escape route."
Chapter completed!