Chapter 49 How can I type out your S.H.I.T without getting close to you?
Outside the Summer Palace, there were cries and runs as the army was defeated. The believers who gathered outside to perform evil rituals were bombarded and charged by cavalry. The chaos came so quickly and so intensely.
Seydlitz walked slowly, even adjusting his robe and crown. The Bijerans who refused to defend here were either dead or wounded. The only one who could pose a danger to him was the mysterious man in front of him.
young extraordinary person.
"You are very confident, Level 2 Assault Squadron Leader. Do you want to punish me in the name of justice and light? Like the ancient knights, challenge me with the protection of God in a one-on-one battle?"
His momentum surged instantly, and golden, red, purple and blue spheres surrounded his body and violently agitated:
"I'm asking you, knight, do you want to challenge me, who is protected by His Majesty the Weave of Life!"
After hearing Seydlitz's words, Griffith did not answer immediately. He held his swords in his hands and nodded to the others. The remaining guards immediately retreated with Sonia and the Byerland nobles, leaving the hall
To the general who is about to fight.
The war knight stared at the powerful mysterious lord, his sharp eyes seeming to tear his skin and extract his soul.
Gradually, Griffith grinned, stroked the sword on his waist, and let out a deep sigh:
"Krista, this enemy is worth fighting."
Darkness swallowed up the light, and the turbulent storm covered the sky. The entire Odessa was shrouded in gloomy sky, rising smoke and wailing. There was a loud noise in the sky, a violent roar like the collapse of a palace. Seydlitz suddenly changed color.
, he realized that with the collapse of the ceremony, the crumbling descending passage ushered in its final moments.
How could Horus be so helpless!
The carefully planned layout was turning into a bubble-like phantom, and the emotions of loss and madness were rapidly spreading from his mind, and even his wise and deep eyes began to become crazy.
At this time, he heard heavy breathing echoing in the darkness, causing the listener's heartbeat to accelerate crazily.
"Huh."
The strange breath and invisible fear strangled Seydlitz's throat, sometimes tightening, sometimes relaxing, extending along his spine and into his heart.
The mysterious lord seemed to be facing a huge and unpredictable beast. His throat squirmed subconsciously, and his heart also sank. His fanatical passion was suddenly surrounded by an icy breath. Frustration, loss, doubts and doubts began to destroy his will.
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Seydlitz speculated in surprise. Until now, he still doesn't know what kind of extraordinary characteristics the knight in front of him has. The Paladins are as slow as tortoises. They can only rely on shields and armors to resist, and they can't fight out of the square.
A lightning-fast assault.
This person has the ability of extreme speed and stealth, so he can't be an assassin. The most likely one is the Sequence 6 Blade of Light and Shadow or the Scythe of Destruction, or even the Knight of Desolation above that. Yes, he is in Berimion
Killed Lord Mangurus... I understand, this Griffith is the Scythe of Destruction of the Desolation Path, and even the more terrifying Knight of Desolation.
The passive ability of the Scythe of Destruction is powerful magic resistance and a large-scale fear aura; the active ability is usually to swallow spiritual energy and magical effects within a certain range, and give back to itself amazing enhancements. They are the extraordinary people who are best at protracted battles.
There is a level limit to the power that can be swallowed. The desolation knight's swallowing power is stronger, but it cannot shake some high-priority special effects, nor can it shake the gift of God I received.
As soon as he thought of this, Seydlitz retreated and jumped out of the window.
The believers who stole it from the Holy Light suffered huge losses.
Twenty thousand phalanx troops suffered heavy losses.
Extraordinary people are either killed or missing.
The best opportunity for the ritual of calling on the gods has been missed.
The situation was too unfavorable for Seydlitz. But even so, he still did not lose his fighting spirit. Instead, he decisively left the summer palace and chose a battlefield that was beneficial to him. If this Griffith abandoned his troops to pursue him, he would fight with his subordinates.
To divide it, you can kill it first, then go back to capture Miss Larmore and sacrifice it, regroup the troops, and reorganize the believers to start the ceremony; if he does not come to pursue, you can use the power of the mysterious lord to defeat Beyelan's troops one by one, like peeling an onion.
Weaken them all the same.
As the leader of the mysterious world of Odessa, Seydlitz's own magical power and knowledge accumulation are extremely profound. As he retreated, he touched the ring on his right hand.
This is a ruby ring set on a pale bone setting, which is strikingly similar to the Minos held by Griffith.
At this time, His Majesty's gift from the Void Realm, the Thread of Life, was the token and certificate that attracted Seydlitz to convert to the new faith. In the current critical moment, it bloomed with brilliance and generously gave blessings.
Just think of him as the "Desolation Knight", and be lenient to the enemy. Come after me, as long as you come to pursue me! I haven't failed yet! Will he come to chase me? Will he come? Ha, he is really coming to chase me!
Seydlitz, who persevered in the face of adversity, saw the knight jumping out of the window and chasing after him. He was so happy that he wanted to dance. He rushed into the garden of the summer palace, waved his wand there, and moved at a high speed that could not capture the information.
Chant the unfolding spell.
The spell removed the metal and scattered weapons in the building, and the properties of the mysterious items. Electric snakes danced wildly in the air, and countless metal particles gathered from all directions, forming two lances and three-pronged forks hanging in the air around him.
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"I know you have the sealed object of the Spell Breaker Path! However, the state of confining magic cannot be maintained for a long time. Can you stop it in the face of the completed curse!" Seydlitz jumped up to a roof,
Looking down from a high position, driving his own creation, "Shoot!"
Two sharp blades roared towards him. Griffith drew out his silver sword and chopped off the lance, crossed Hanguang's defense, swept away the three-pronged fork, and then continued to attack. In a blink of an eye, he was chasing Seydlitz.
He raised up Hanguang, who was roaring with wind and thunder, and slashed at the wizard.
"Boom!"
The holy sword struck a round shield generated out of thin air. The devastating Hanguang was actually blocked. The shield was shining with silver and wrapped in a golden halo like the morning sun. At first glance, it was no ordinary armor.
Seydlitz was protected behind a shield and said calmly: "The field is unfolding.
"Alatas, recreate the miracle of the Khazni Temple for me!"
The six weapons, long sword, spear, halberd, battle axe, war hammer and flail, are embodied in sequence, like six comets shining and taking shape in sequence.
These weapons buzzed in the air, surrounding the mysterious lord, and locked the incoming knights from all sides.
Griffith's pupils shrank for a while. He sensed the astonishing aura and danger of the six weapons. Each one made him feel that it was a sacred weapon or sealed object that left a mark and name on the world. Seydlitz
The activated power summons their breath and weapon soul, and then uses the metal and elements gathered nearby to create the shape of the mysterious weapon.
Griffith hurriedly sheathed his sword, stopped, and searched with extreme speed while avoiding the flail thrown first.
"Horse, give me a horse!"
The garden of the summer palace was already a mess, with human and horse corpses everywhere. A dead war horse heard his call, and immediately let out a shrill neigh, transforming into a skeleton horse and galloping over.
Griffith was assisted by the army horse, and his speed immediately increased significantly, sprinting through the garden like lightning. He avoided the beating of the flail, and reached out to grab the thrown halberd. When his hand came into contact with the halberd,
In an instant, the violent impact almost made the weapon fly away.
Griffith used all his strength, turned his horse around at the same time, to remove the impact of the halberd, and waved his hand to slash at the spear that was coming after him. The tremor of this slash directly broke the jaw of his right hand, and both the halberd and the spear flew away.
go out.
The sword and battle ax fell at the same time. Griffith had no time to defend himself and turned into a bat to dodge aside. The mysterious weapon penetrated the skeletal horse and exploded into a large swath of broken bones and sand.
After casting and throwing these weapons, Seydlitz turned a little pale, obviously having consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Before he could take a breath, the knight jumped out of the smoke. The war hammer that had been ready to go fell down.
He came, smashed his breastplate, and slammed it against the tree behind him.
However, the knight who was hit began to melt and turned into liquid. A round metal flew out of the smoke and exploded in front of Seydlitz.
"Boom!"
The bright light and dizziness deprived the mysterious lord of his vision and hearing for a short time. Heavy footsteps came along the ground and were captured by his keen senses.
"Here!" Seydlitz waved his hand and formed a huge dark-blood scythe, sweeping it in the direction of the vibration.
This blow hit, but there was no feeling of tearing the human body. It was like cutting through a broken haystack, as muddy and raw. A strong man rushed over with the attack of the giant scythe. The mysterious lord hurriedly threw another blow.
A flash of fire swept it into the raging flames.
These are undead creatures, how dare he use his master's power to contain me! After two consecutive attacks failed, Seydlitz noticed the murderous aura surging around him, and hurriedly focused his shield over there.
Griffith had already rushed to his side, holding Hanguang high in the air with both hands. His momentum and strength reached the peak, and he aimed a thunderous sword at the extraordinary wizard. When the blade slashed down, his sharp edge was revealed.
Liz watched as his multiple layers of shields began to crack.
Seydlitz also roared and started to fight back.
Both sides did not dodge each other and started fighting at a very close range. Griffith cut off Seydlitz's shoulder with a sword. The arc burned and destroyed a large number of the wizard's magic pendants and equipment. Light in the Dark
Shining brightly, he even cut out illusions that shattered and destroyed the souls of extraordinary wizards.
Seydlitz also dropped thorn-like sharp-edged spears, stabbing the knight from all directions.
The two sides fought with all their strength, and the smell of blood became more and more intense in the air. The fight only lasted less than ten seconds, and the blood flowing out almost dyed the ground under their feet bright red. Stepping on it was like walking in a stream, splashing
Bloody flowers appeared and crackled.
This round of confrontation knocked both of Griffith's swords away. He half-knelt on the ground, pulled out Judgment at Seydlitz, whose shield was almost broken, and fired a shot at close range.
Since the cooldown time had not expired, this shot only caused a normal attack, but even so, Seydlitz's last shield burst open.
Seydlitz immediately wanted to reassemble the magic shield, but the strong suffocation and the force that hindered the casting of spells swept over, interrupting his chanting. The lead bullets shattered into fragments on the annihilated shield, beating him to pieces.
Bloody and bloody.
"ah!"
As a noble mage, Seydlitz had rarely experienced such trauma. Both his attack and defense were suffocated by the severe pain.
Griffith took out the Eviscerate, stabbed it directly into the enemy's flank and stirred it hard. At the same time, he grabbed something and stuffed it into his robe.
"Get away!"
Seydlitz activated the amulet on his body, and the strong wind pressure directly pushed the knight out, throwing him a dozen meters away.
"Damn it, this bad war," the wizard cursed while covering his painful wound, "I converted to the great god not to fight this kind of bad war..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a crackling sound coming from his waist. Looking down, he saw two metal tubes that could be held with one hand hanging on his belt, and the match rope was burning.
"boom!"
Seydlitz was immediately engulfed in flames and smoke from the explosion. One of his arms flew out.
In this round of confrontation, both sides were covered with bruises. Griffith's breastplate was riddled with holes, and blood was spewing out from the wounds. He relied on his strong physique to barely support himself, took out a bottle of life potion and drank it in one gulp.
Stare at the enemy coldly.
The seriously injured Seydlitz struggled, moaning almost madly: "My hands, my body.
"However, I have received the blessing of my Lord! The boundary between life and death cannot affect me at all!"
"I will kill you! Kill you! I will sacrifice the flesh, blood and soul of the mortal who destroyed the sacred ceremony! I pray that the Lord will forgive my incompetence!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ruby bone ring bloomed with the brilliance of evil intent. The broken human body gave birth to a dense mass of tentacles and flesh buds, rolled up the broken limbs and pulled the flesh back to the torso, entangled like thousands of worms
.The broken body was suddenly pulled back by the power of the ring and recovered at an astonishing speed.
With the blessing of the thread of life, Seydlitz cheated death and reunited his body from the horrific injuries. He supported himself to stand up, looked at Griffith, who was also seriously injured, and smiled:
"See? This is the blessing given to me by the great gods
"Immortal, immortal! No matter how many times I fall, I can stand up again.
"Mortal, do you still dare to continue fighting? I can fight with you forever!"
Amidst the triumphant shouts of the extraordinary wizard, Griffith also stood up and approached Seydlitz again.
The wizard looked at him, and could even see the small flowers and leaves behind through the wound. He was proud and curious: "Hey, after witnessing such a great blessing, you didn't run away but came closer to me?"
Griffith's steps were steady, resolute, and not impatient. His whole body was wrapped in frightening courage and intimidation. He raised his bleeding arm and pointed his strong finger at the arrogant cultist:
"How can I get your S.H.I.T out if I don't get closer to you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Griffith's murderous aura reached its peak and he rushed straight towards him with incomparable arrogance!
In a hurry, Seydlitz threw a metal spear and was about to retreat, but found that his instep was stepped on by the knight and he could not get out at all. The surging blood energy was behind Griffith.
They gathered into a ferocious illusion and punched the wizard.
"Boom!"
This close range beating caused the situation to change, the grass and trees retreated in fright, and the terrifying spiritual energy exploded into a raging frenzy.
Seydlitz was beaten so hard that his whole body was shaken. The ribs on his chest were shattered in an instant, and he staggered several steps. He knelt down on the ground, and blood spurted out from his mouth, dripping down.
Full of robes.
Seydlitz tried to summon two spears and plunged them into the knight's back. As soon as he thought, he punched the knight a second time.
Griffith held up the fallen weapon and punched the kneeling wizard with all his strength.
The fist wind was like an overwhelming force, forming a suffocating compressed air that let out a shrill whimper. A shrill horn sound suddenly sounded in the air, and the illusion of twisted tentacles appeared, and then was shattered into millions of crystal-like dots of light, and the rings scattered the lost
The power of outer god's protection that protected Seydlitz was shattered with one punch.
All the teeth in Seydlitz's mouth and the bridge of his nose flew out like snowflakes. He felt an instinctive panic and fear in his heart that the blessing of divine power he had received, a blessing more precious than life, could actually happen in this important moment.
It was shattered and scattered under the punch.
Seydlitz felt that his magic power was imprisoned, his blessings were deprived of him, and the thick darkness and terror that seemed like substance were strangling his heart. With a mouth full of teeth and blood, he screamed in horror: "This is
What power!? Why even the master’s..."
In an instant, he understood the answer:
"I see!
"I understand, no wonder you can obscure our insight and decipher the great blessing. You are not the knight of the Void Realm! What you hold is the power of betrayal and darkness, and the evil that should be annihilated in the dust of history!
"You are actually a spell-breaker of extraordinary rank!"
Deprived of the ability to cast spells, deprived of the blessings of the outer gods, the wizard who had broken the shield and armor was pushed to the ground, and with his only strength, he roared almost madly: "Outside of the master's layout, other gods'
Interference was also expected. However, I didn't expect that your secret move would be activated! Who is it? Tell me who it is!
"Silver Moon and Starlight are still the ones who control contract and order, or are in charge of destiny and prophecy. Even if you don't tell me, I can roughly guess that they have finally revealed their clues, and they will not hesitate to release the caged beasts in order to subvert the world!
"A monster abandoned by the world, you will not end well. From the beginning, you have been a cursed pawn!"
His answer was the third punch.
Griffith stretched the back of his bow like a bow, expanding it to the limit! This action fell into Seydlitz's eyes, and he felt the pain, joy, sentimentality and happiness of the knight in front of him were rapidly accumulating.
Then it condenses, sublimates, and condenses into a devastating blow!
This punch, with an avalanche-like momentum and suffocating pressure, struck like a falling star!
Howling fists and terrifying wind pressure filled the field of vision like meteorites. Seydlitz's entire world was filled with fists, and was shaken into a raging frenzy. Even the powerful mysterious lord felt that he had been left behind
into the abyss of destruction.
Seydlitz immediately changed his tone, whimpered and moaned, seizing the last chance to survive and begging for mercy:
"Spare your life, stop, I surrender, I surrender, I will join your side!"
What responded to him was Griffith's eyes that were like flames, coldly and decisively weighing the souls of his men. That look had only one meaning:
"My place is full."
Terrifying explosions, skull crushing, and brain blasting sounds echoed in the Summer Palace, even disturbing the sky high up in the sky. Then, everything calmed down.
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"We will launch an offensive. Will you join us? Knight."
Count William de La Mole led the vanguard and arrived in Odessa first. He took over the heavy losses of Griffith's squadron to maintain order. He asked Griffith to sit on a chair aside and look at him levelly.
"My troops have suffered heavy losses. Please allow us to retreat to the rear to rest," Griffith said. "Miss Sonia is very tired from this incident. Since the main army has arrived, we should return to Homon Watts temporarily.
Better."
The count looked at him and nodded: "Roland is here too. Let's talk to him when you go out later. The next task is to control Odessa, then counterattack, and relieve the siege of Teutoburg. They are all difficult.
Work, you should do something more valuable."
Griffith nodded, stood up and said goodbye to the earl. Before he left the reception room, the earl stopped him:
"By the way, let me ask you, Knight Ravenel. Do you know what is more valuable?"
"I know, Count, I know."
Griffith left the reception room and walked quietly through the corridor to Roland's room. There were tens of thousands of corpses scattered on the square outside the window, and a large number of auxiliary soldiers were collecting them for processing.
Roland was leaning against the corner window. He looked at the miserable situation outside and then at the knight walking towards him:
"My condolences, my friend. I received your letter, but it was too late."
"Well," Griffith nodded, "I know. By that time, it was already too late."
"Then let's talk about the next thing," Roland said. "The invasion of the alien gods has failed, but do you feel it? He penetrated into the world through rituals, and the breath of spiritual energy became more and more intense. The entire mysterious world
They all jumped for joy, I could hear their cheers.
"What is this called, spiritual energy recovery?"
"Mysterious strengthening," Griffith said calmly, as if there was nothing in the world that he cared about. "The gods know that invasion will strengthen their beliefs. Even if the short ceremony is not enough to allow the alien gods to pass, it will
Bringing more spirituality and mystery."
"It's not like the Outer God gained nothing. His true body didn't come in, but the resonance of the ritual and will lasted for a while. Who knows what was awakened and what slipped in?" Roland shrugged, "In short,
Everyone has a bright future."
Griffith did not answer his words.
Finding that the chat couldn't go on, Roland patted Griffith on the shoulder:
"Do you understand me a little bit?
"After you go back, you should complete the ceremony of being knighted. At that time, you will be asked to choose between a fiefdom and an annuity. You have made so many meritorious deeds. You cannot give military ranks casually, and other rewards must not be less. How to choose?"
"Fiefdom," replied Griffith, "in the domain of Verona."
"Oh!" Roland looked at him deeply, "It's not peaceful there. You definitely need weapons to defend your territory."
Griffith stroked the two swords on his waist and paused for a moment: "I can't stay there for a long time. I need something that can give civilians combat effectiveness."
"Okay, okay," Roland couldn't help but rub his hands, "Then you must need a musket. Although the musketeers can't resist the mysterious power, the advantage is that the training is simple and inexpensive, and they can still defeat the rebels. I'll give it to you.
Try out a batch and then give you a price you can’t refuse!”
"No, my friend, I don't want this," Griffith shook his head. "What I want is the production technology of muskets, a system of militia training and mobilization, factories and people's committees.
"In a word, I need to see your path. Can you help me? Your Excellency, Count."
Roland withdrew his sparkling eyes. He stretched out his hand: