This elite knight also wore a black coat of arms, but it had a few more red decorative stripes than the previous one. Yu Lian didn't know the opponent's name, and he never saw his face, but he fought for more than a hundred rounds.
When I came down, I already felt it. The opposite person was actually a rough-skinned and fleshy "bloody road". To put it bluntly, he was a natural MT, but he also had a clear mind and a cold fighting style that most "bloody roads" did not possess.
But no matter what, he will be an MT. We all know that someone who does this kind of work must have a rough nerve. If he is really as clear and sensitive as crystal, his tolerance for headaches is also very limited, and he will naturally not be able to face it.
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This black and red knight brother didn't feel that telepathy had penetrated into his heraldry machine. He was obsessed with his own light spear and couldn't pull it out, and he was gritting his teeth and trying to enlarge the opponent's wound.
However, he never imagined that this was actually Yu Lian's calculation and plan.
The so-called reluctance to let go of children cannot trap wolves. Faced with so many top-level sieges, sometimes it is still necessary to play hard tricks. Only in this way can we cause enough damage to the enemy.
He never imagined that the enemy on the opposite side was the one who was most familiar with the mechanical structure of his Silent Night heraldry machine, even more familiar with it than the first-line knights like them.
In an instant, Yu Lian used telekinesis to attack a certain mechanical structure within the heraldry machine. The back of the shoulder armor of the knight in black armor and red belt flipped out a cover, revealing an open hatch, and then two doors stretched out.
The Vulcan cannons were like mice with two heads peeping out. They turned automatically and pointed in the direction of Viscount Chamein, and there was a roar like a rainstorm.
Yu Lian was very fortunate that the heraldry machine equipped by this red-strap knight should be the test prototype of Jiye. He had dealt with too many official versions of this device in his previous life, and even captured more than one.
He is also fortunate that these days, there is no setting for the prototype machine to be more powerful than the final machine, and there is no special mechanical mechanism.
What's more fortunate for him is that this man with the black and red belt is actually a simple and strong cannon man. The auxiliary weapon hidden in the shoulder armor is also the most popular Gatling cannon, and he has played Steel Rain more than once.
For MK8 type, you only need to use telekinesis to activate the spring.
If it is a hive missile, it will be a bit troublesome. You may have to enter a password or something.
Sure enough, people who like to play blue fire Gatling are all people of good taste. If there was no hostile relationship, I might be willing to find time to have a drink with the other person.
We all know that no matter how powerful the Vulcan cannon is, it is only used to mow down the soldiers, and it cannot even scratch the itch of high-level psykers.
Fortunately, Yu Lian never expected to kill him hard, as long as he could play an obvious role in harassing him, that would be enough.
The Astral Knight with black skin and red belt hurriedly retracted his light spear, trying to turn off the Vulcan Cannon. On the opposite side, Shameen also saw him and quickly put away the dark red light beam that had formed, and swung the blade whip of his left hand to come over.
Rescue.
However, it was already too late.
The heraldic machine of the black-armored and red-striped knight was once again disturbed by telekinesis. The alloy steel fingers on his armor flicked away, and the light spear fell to the ground.
Yu Lian stretched out his left hand and let the opponent's spear spin half a circle in the air before flicking into his hand. He opened the bow left and right, twisted his hands, and cut off the opponent's head like scissors. If not
If you guessed wrong, the expression inside the helmet must still be unbelievable, right?
Yu Lian waved his hand, and the telekinesis gathered by his spiritual energy pushed away the heraldic machine that had wrapped the knight's headless corpse, and he took a stance. The light spear in his hand turned into a beam of light, and the scarlet beam filled the bloody and confused body.
The ominous aura seemed to be condensed from sunspot fragments.
It is also the "Long Night Meteor". It obviously completed a blade grab and beheading before charging up, but it completed the forward swing of the skill almost at the same time as Shameen, and it was faster, more powerful, more brutal, and more powerful than his technique.
Danger.
"Is the gap actually so big?" Viscount Shameen felt desperate.
"You are such a brave person. Not only did you use my formation, but you also wanted to use all the tricks to deal with me?" Yu Lian laughed.
Your move? This is the orthodox warfare spearmanship of the Astral Knight! How did it become your move?
Viscount Shameen knew that the other party was insulting him, but he still faced him without giving in.
On his armor, the bright aura was like the sea under the sun at noon, sparkling, vast and gorgeous, even magnificent. Then, those magical auras continued to expand and condense, connecting Shameen to the armor.
All turned into a magnificent arc.
"Well, it has become light. Do you also want to make soup?" Yu Lian couldn't help but ask.
Of course, he knew that this was not entirely the power of Viscount Shameen, but the efforts of the other "miscellaneous soldiers" who held the battle. They could not get close to fight the Yu Company head-on, but they lent their strength to his
Comrades can still do it.
This is probably the bond of the Astral Knights.
Well, that's a touching statement. Yu Lian thought. Although there are clearly two Star Viewers here, it's not important.
Then, at the moment when the light rushed toward him, Yu Lian took two steps back and threw the dark red light beam in his hand towards Duke Garibian, who was still concave in the distance.
The most powerful psychic at the scene still seemed to be a statue full of divine majesty and domineering, like a god stabilizing this space.
"Don't sleep! Your Highness! I know you need to spend too much energy on that virtual realm lord, but can you respect your enemy? I am the boss here."
The knights at the scene were suddenly startled. Only then did they suddenly realize that when the space vibrated, the Duke had stopped speaking, and he had not even used any clever techniques to interfere with the opponent's actions.
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Viscount Shameen, who turned into light, moved in the direction of His Highness, trying to intercept the dark red light beam this time.
However, this time he was still a step too late.
The "Long Night Meteor" hit the Duke without reservation.
His Highness, who has maintained a very high standard since the beginning of the war, was completely covered by the death light of the blooming atoms. The blood-red light mist was like the light coming from hell.
Like the breath of death, it can make life and nature wither and turn into a sea of blood.
However, the disintegrating light that represented death only flickered for two or three seconds before turning into a violent explosion on the spot.
The thunderous explosion blew away the heart-stopping blood mist, but it also formed a violent energy vortex.
Then, I saw that Her Highness Garibian was thrown out by the exploding hurricane bomb. She bounced twice on the ground like a spring, and then rolled out seven or eight meters away. Her body seemed to be dragged to the shore.
He twitched a few times like a salted fish, and then stopped moving.
Her soul seemed to have left her body long ago, and now all that was left was a walking corpse.
"Your Highness!" The two Star Officers howled like abandoned pet dogs and ran towards His Highness Garibian, shouting.
Needless to say, Viscount Shameen, who had turned into light, naturally returned to his human form. His expression was still unclear, but his mood was a little low, and the fluctuations in his spiritual power were also reaching a low ebb, which seemed unacceptable.
I am no longer the setting of light.
The other knights didn't even know what expressions they should make for a while.
And then, in the empty galaxy outside the platform, everyone clearly saw that the Community fleet in the distance seemed to be advancing faster and faster, and was rapidly approaching everyone.
The leader is naturally the Fuxi, which has already been on the must-kill list of the Imperial Space Fleet.
There were no fools present, and they soon realized that it was not the other party that was accelerating, but that the Natural Crest where they were was slowing down.
However, almost at the same moment, an even greater change occurred.
The Lord of the Void Realm, who has been chasing the Natural Crest and is still fighting with millions of Imperial fleets, the Thousand-Eyed Root Demon who almost killed millions of Imperial troops in this battle,
No longer in the form of a gigantic creature with arrogant teeth and claws. His hazy figure is rapidly collapsing, leaving only a little spot of light, like an ember that may be extinguished at any time.
The Lord of the Void Realm is about to die. Even the most pessimistic person with the least knowledge of mysticism will definitely make such a judgment, right?
No matter how hard the people of Earth struggle, as long as the Lord of the Void Realm falls, our victory will come.
The low morale of the knights began to recover a little.
At the same moment, Duke Garibian, who was lying on the ground, floated up from the ground, as if her soul had finally returned to the walking dead. Her movements were light and elegant, and her body seemed to have no weight or reality, as if it were a phantom made of mist.
.However, considering the few times it was hit and twitching like a salted fish, no matter how elegant it was, there was no style left.
"Your Highness!" The two star ministers shouted again and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
At this moment, they instantly changed from gray and transparent people who wanted to be ignored, to full of life and tears, as if they had found their owner's pet dogs. The only thing that seemed pity was that they were missing something to shake.
of organs.
"That's too exaggerated! Get away!" Duke Garibian waved his old subordinates away. After standing firm, he coughed with a sigh and sorrow, and then let out a sad sigh: "Hey, Yu Lianqing, I
My heart was toward the bright moon, but the bright moon shone in the ditch."
Well, there is no such poem in Imperial Language, but there is a common saying with a similar meaning, and it is also a cadenced limerick, very much in the spirit of postmodernism.
Therefore, Yu Lian frankly expressed his kindness to the Duke's sense of humor, and naturally laughed like a barbell, and then said: "I often hear this, but you are the only one who makes me laugh.
Already."
"However, I am very sad that you still chose to fight. Why did you do that? What happened to make you trample on our good intentions like this."
She seemed to be that you were really sad, and even Yu Lian felt a sad low pressure. But then, the sad low pressure suddenly became violent, turning into an invisible but fatal sense of oppression.
, as if an avalanche is rushing toward him.
At that moment, Yu Lian seemed to feel that he was frozen and unable to move, as if even the cells in his body had betrayed him.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a whine in his body, as if his internal organs were being squeezed by invisible forces. He also felt the bending of the bones in his body. Every bone in his body had a tendency to deform. It should soon be
Will break.
What kind of method is this? A super-large gravity operation? Or, more exquisitely, an extraordinary method in the spiritual realm that makes every organ, every bone, and even every cell of mine feel like it is being torn apart by super gravity?
So, maybe this is an illusion? Yu Lian thought so, and then he smiled broadly.