This giant hammer has followed Duke Beifeng for more than twenty years.

It was repaired repeatedly from an ordinary master-level weapon to nothing. As Duke Beifong's strength increased, precious materials were constantly added to the repairs, and it experienced various battlefields.

It has killed countless people and has evolved into a pseudo-heroic weapon in the midst of blood and death.

The only difference between a true hero and a hero is a soul core embedded in a weapon.

Only weapons that possess autonomous consciousness and can increase the user's overall attributes can be called heroic.

Before the hero level, no matter how sharp the weapons of all levels are, they are just ordinary soldiers.

Today the Duke of Northwind will behead Paul Waters!

Then ask a necromancer to peel Paulwater's soul out and stuff it into his giant hammer.

To commemorate his son’s soul in heaven!

"Roar!"

He raised his head and roared, holding a giant hammer in his hand. Regardless of the stops from the veterans around him, he jumped off the city wall in one step, and hit Paul Wurth below the checkpoint like a meteor chasing the moon.

The wind howled in my ears.

I can no longer tell whether it is the roar of the old knight or the roar of the strong wind!

Duke Beifeng's own strength is that of a champion knight.

Although he is already old, he is now suppressed by the Moonlight Holy Well at the sky level.

But since he has been able to stay at the Narvet Barrier for 28 years, it is enough to prove his excellence.

Paul Wurth did not dare to take the blow head-on.

He never intended to have an upright one-on-one confrontation with the old knight.

His goal has always been to deceive Duke Beifeng's army and eat them up bit by bit based on their numbers.

"Follow the Duke to kill the enemy!"

"Come on!"

"Kill the rebels and protect the fortress!"

I saw Duke Beifeng leaping off the city wall.

The loyal fortress veterans under Duke Beifeng also had red eyes.

They followed Duke Beifeng and jumped off the checkpoint wall without hesitation, fighting with the rebels from Kalanli.

"boom--!"

Bricks and stones were splashed and the ground was cracked.

Duke Beifeng's giant hammer did not hit Paul Waters, but only made a big hole in the ground.

You must know that this is a very strong magic obsidian ground.

Seeing that Duke Beifeng's hammer struck with astonishing power.

Paul Wurth had absolutely no intention of confronting Duke Beifong head-on.

While avoiding the pursuit of Duke Beifeng, he searched everywhere with his eyes.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he raised his sword to block the giant hammer.

Then, using the force of the giant hammer, he rolled a few times and arrived under the load-bearing pillars of the Narvitt Barrier.

"Old man, aren't you that strong? If you have the ability, just hit it here!"

Paul Wart smiled coldly and taunted Duke Beifeng loudly. He stood next to the load-bearing pillar and swung the long sword in his hand, full of provocation.

"Using terrain to limit the weapons in my hands?"

Duke Beifeng stood up straight, and the giant hammer hit his side with a "dong" sound.

He looked directly at Paul Wurth, who was hiding by the load-bearing pillar, with extreme disgust and hatred.

"What you did is simply a disgrace to being a knight. People like you will never be able to gather the heart of a champion in their lifetime."

"Besides, you don't think that I can't fight without my giant hammer, do you?"

After saying this, Duke Beifeng released his hand holding the giant hammer, then reached his right hand into his waist and pulled out a long sword.

He's really not very good with a sword.

But it doesn't mean that he will be afraid of Paul Wurth.

As the Duke of the North Wind, he naturally has his own pride in being named "North Wind".

That is the north wind that brings endless chill to the enemy.

Now facing the same race, this gust of wind is also blowing.

"boom--!"

This is the sound of air bursting.

The next moment, the figure of Duke Beifeng rushed towards Paul Waters like a ghost, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was raised upwards.

No more heavy constraints from the giant hammer.

Duke Beifong's agility has been greatly improved.

The attack surface of the long sword is much smaller than that of the hammer, but it is more flexible. With his movement skills, he does not have to worry about hitting the load-bearing pillars.

Not to be outdone, Paul Wurth charged forward with the big sword in his hand, but he was always ready to retreat to the side of the load-bearing pillar to avoid the fierce attack of Duke Beifeng.

He does not have the dignity and invincibility of a knight.

He was born an orphan.

The only thing I believe in is to live well by any means necessary.

"Bah, bah, bah—"

"boom!"

In less than a breath, the two had fought several times, and the long sword and the heavy sword collided together, making a sound that stung the eardrums.

Dust was flying around, and the dust that had been deposited for thousands of years was blown up by the strong wind set off by the two men, gradually forming a foggy area.

"Your Majesty Duke, do you want to know how your son died?"

Paul Wurth wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He had just revealed a flaw, but he was instantly caught by Duke Beifeng, who had more combat experience, and slashed him in the abdomen with a sword.

Although he was protected by a fighting spirit shield, this time he only had some skin damage, but the remaining energy transmitted into his body made him very uncomfortable.

"Are you trying to mess with my mind by saying this?"

Duke Beifeng emerged from the dust, his stern eyes still shining brightly through the dust, unable to conceal the killing intent in them at all.

"Did you know? Son of the North Wind, Quinnet, your only son, your most beloved son, was smashed into meat pies by my sword!"

Paul Wurth laughed wildly, took two steps back and came to the side of the load-bearing pillar, looking warily at the old knight who was as fierce as a lion.

"I will help him get revenge."

Duke Beifeng's face as dry as a tree twitched, and the murderous intent in his eyes deepened, but he was not stimulated to lose his mind by Paul Water's few words.

"Oh, is it so?"

Paulwater straightened up and raised a smile. He wanted to defeat the last line of defense in Duke Beifeng's heart. Then, he sighed:

"Sigh... But do you know? Killing your son and attacking the fortress are all His Majesty's wishes. I am just a chess piece following orders."

The air instantly became cold and heavy at this moment.

Just like the heart of an old knight.

The death of his son failed to break Duke Beifong's defense, but the words Paul Waters just said pricked the old knight's heart with holes.

"This...this is impossible..."

Duke Beifeng shook his head, questioning words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He had had such a guess for a long time, but he never dared to believe it. Until Paul Walter said it himself and confirmed it, the remaining faith in his heart finally completely collapsed.

"Clang"

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Duke Beifeng stood there blankly, his big calloused hands trembling, and his already old figure became more stooped, as if his spine had been crushed by something.

Dark clouds blocked the rising sun in the morning.

It also covered the last glimmer of light in the old knight's eyes.

He dedicated his whole life to his country.
Chapter completed!