Among the two four rings, one is the "law controller" who has completed the manifestation of the elements, and the other is the "little moon" of King Wilente who was disfigured by himself and whose mental structure is unstable.
There are three three rings, the yandere Sanwu widow who is obsessed with revenge, the widow's brother, and the military advisor of the Kingdom of Cathay, Earl Remem.
There are six people in the second ring and ten people in the first ring, including a little girl hanging by her arms.
In addition, there are six incompetent people assisting them. However, they have not entered the camp and are lurking in the surrounding forest.
All in all, this team of less than thirty people, if they bring all their extraordinary military equipment, can destroy a city on the battlefield, defeat an entire Marine Corps, and even be able to fight on a dreadnought ship.
Kill seven in and seven out.
Most of them are active members of the Astral Knights, and the rest are elite children and retainers born from famous families in the empire. They definitely have no lack of combat experience.
Well... no matter from which point of view, it is definitely not something Yu Lian can fight against. Even if the Mithril Thorns team of the alliance is added, it is far from being able to do this. Because of this, Yu Lian initially
He never expected Astri to fight side by side with him. He didn't even have time to look at the opponent's eyes. He just pushed the dragon egg he was holding into the opponent's hand and rode up on the Mist-Stepping Dragon.
So, did I act too brave? By the time Yu Lian reacted, he had already climbed over the mountain.
He could really see the people on the other side of the river who were trying to swim to escape. Yu Lian could even see clearly the panic of each of them. They were obviously contestants in the God of War Festival, but at this time, it seemed that they were
It was like a war refugee who encountered rebels.
Similarly, he also saw the few people who had broken off by the river. Facing this group of crazy imperial astral knights, they seemed so weak, yet so tragic. However, this still could not break through the gap in strength.
.
At this time, if I don't go to help them, who else can? Yu Lian didn't hesitate at all and rode the dragon down. Fortunately, at this moment, he was not alone.
"Oscar, are you willing to stand side by side with me?" Yu Lian put his hand on the cold scales of the giant beast under his crotch and asked expectantly.
Wutailong probably felt Yu Lian's boiling and passionate blood, and immediately let out a high-pitched cry. This was definitely not because his egg was still with Astri. After all, as a dragon species
, is an elegant and solemn sacred creature, and is naturally quite majestic.
"That's good, this is the river, and it's also your home court! Oscar, the fog is coming!"
Wutailong was too lazy to pay attention to his new name. Before the words of the man on his back could be heard, the spiritual factors overflowed from the analysis of his scales and acted directly on the river water, immediately turning into
The clouds and mist that filled the sky crossed the river and the beach, covering the entire camp.
Yu Lian rode a giant dragon more than ten meters long and started charging under the cover of rain and fog.
It was obviously a heart-stopping gray rain and fog, but under the refraction of the sun, the charging figure riding through the invisible gray fog was like a meteor streaking across the sky. At this moment,
It actually has a bit more dazzling look, like a god descending.
In front of the vast beach, everyone was suddenly affected by the soul-stirring stream of light. Whether it was the victim who had already fallen into a desperate situation, or the empire who was preparing to harm others, they had just seen the meteor flash by, and the other party had already
It's very close.
The space and distance in the fog seem to have no meaning at all to the visitors.
This is the spiritual talent of Mist-Treader Dragon itself. He can condense the water vapor in the air into a thick fog. The higher the humidity and the thicker the aura, the faster the fog will form. This fog is
His spiritual field. Within his field, he can shrink to an inch and walk in thin air.
It wasn't until the shadow of light that had passed through the heavy fog had passed over the river beach and arrived at the camp that they finally realized that another enemy was approaching.
"These mists have a spiritual effect..." Sir Rumil, who was closest to him, instantly understood the reason for his loss of composure, but he was not frightened at all. Instead, he sniffed happily. It was the silver fake
It was hard to suppress the unbearable mad smile on his face.
"Come on! I know you are coming! Hahahahahaha, you will come! How noble! How glorious!" He could already smell the approach of his mortal enemy. In comparison, the fog that could scare away souls was still there.
How it came about was beyond his scope of thinking.
"I put all my honor and future on the line! If you don't come again, I will really curse the fate given by the spirit of the universe. But, you are here after all! Thank you, the spirit of the universe!"
Yes, this is a sworn enemy who will beat him to pieces in one move in public. Even if the other party took a trick, even if he didn't dodge because of his carelessness. But now, the whole universe already knows that he has been beaten.
The person was killed instantly. He was like a lamb waiting for slaughter in front of a butcher. He had no ability to resist and was knocked to the ground by the opponent.
In the end, even during a sneak attack, he was killed in front of everyone.
With the serious injury he suffered, he could have withdrawn from the competition, but he gritted his teeth and had someone simply deal with it, put on a silver mask, and airborne to the site of the God of War Festival again. He knew that this way
There is no doubt that this method will leave any sequelae on his wound, but now he can't care about it.
Now, whenever he thinks about everything that happened at that time, thinks about his face, or even just mentions his name, the wounds on his face will feel uncontrollable pain.
Sir Rumil can be sure that the earthling has become his inner demon. If he does not deal with him, he will be regarded as the laughing stock of the entire universe, and his own cultivation will never make any progress in his life. From now on, he will
You might even run away just by hearing that person's name.
So, in the final analysis, God of War Festival can be lost, but Yu Lian must die!
If before he participated in the God of War Festival, he had a nonchalant attitude towards the meaning passed down from above, and just wanted to take this opportunity to show off. Then now, he has indeed put everything he has into it.
Sir Rumil is the third son of Duke Arosan. This is originally the most notorious executioner family in the Galactic Empire. The achievements of past generations are poured out with the blood of people of all races in the Galaxy. However, this does not mean that Rumil
Jazz is truly a murderer with no bottom line.
Of course he knows that the God of War Festival has been around for many years, and it is a giant competitive sport that everyone can enjoy. He also knows that there are trillions of viewers watching this show across the galaxy. The viewers want to see power,
A contest of skills, courage and wisdom, but we also want to see their expected characters.
As for the character of the Empire's Astral Knight, shouldn't it be the Guardian of the Galaxy who is powerful, elegant, mysterious, but also adheres to the knight's model? What kind of knight can he be if he attacks the weak who have given up their resistance with such cruel means?
But in order to successfully hunt Yu Lian, he had to risk social death and even being abandoned by the empire's big bosses, and used the most cruel methods.
Sir Rumil is a "berserker" in the fourth ring of the "Blood Road" and has the ability of "bloodthirsty soul". This is an ability tailor-made for those who dare to die. Through blood, through killing, through death
While the men under his command are desperate and exhausted before death, the warrior will be able to continuously gather momentum, increase his murderous intent, and gradually strengthen his consciousness to break the formation and kill the enemy.
For subjective idealists such as psykers, spirit and determination can really be turned into substantial power. On the frontal battlefield, a "bloody road", especially those who have mastered the "bloodthirsty soul"
It is really possible for a psyker to become more and more courageous as he fights and eventually turn into a killing storm.
This is why the psychics of this kind of star ring are called "Blood Road".
Sir Rumil is very satisfied with his current state. He can be sure that if he is as enlightened as he is now at the opening, he will have a chance to fight Yu Lian head-on.
...At least, it is absolutely impossible to be killed instantly again.
He also felt a little pity. If he had really killed those two Gumeiya girls just now, his current situation should be better, right?
Jazz put these slight regrets behind his mind, and wiped his left hand from the sharp edge of the double-headed war spear, letting his own blood flow on the cold blade. Then, the mottled blood stains were like burning red flames.
The same thing expanded and burned on the blade of the spear, and then the scarlet light blade, which was more than ten feet long, was cut away.
The evil aura filled the air, just like the setting sun. Between the swings of the long blade, even the spiritual mist began to retreat.
No matter what you bring, turn it into ashes! Sir Rumil shouted in a low voice. The blood threads in his eyes crawled up like spider webs, as if the entire eyes had turned into blood red, but the hand in his hand
There was no deformation in his movements. The burning energy light blade seemed to turn into a rolling and boiling blood dragon under his swing, roaring and pounced on the behemoth that was rushing towards him.
This is a move that integrates offense and defense. Even if the opponent is too strong, you can definitely win.
However, at this moment, the behemoth suddenly rose into the sky, reaching an altitude of more than ten feet, and escaped from the mist.
However, being in the mist, they still couldn't clearly see the appearance of the giant thing. They could only vaguely guess that it was a dragon.
Sir Rumil's attack naturally missed. However, at the moment when the flames split the mist, he could indeed feel the familiar figure and the opponent's steps.
"Hmph, in this weird mist, is the force field flickering faster than normal?" Sir Rumil sneered, but he didn't feel disappointed at all. He never thought that one move would work.
.In fact, the attack he just made had already failed the opponent, which was an unexpected surprise.
As if his body had no bones, Jazz twisted around and rushed in the direction guided by his blood. Even through the invisible spiritual mist, he had already captured the opponent.
The existence is heading towards Michael.
Huh, that's right. Letting you die under our attack is the way you deserve to die, right?
As the "law controller" of the fourth ring, Sir Michael actually felt the arrival of the fog earlier than Rumil. Due to his occupational disease, he had already begun to analyze the spiritual structure of the fog, and he actually figured out the
A set of counterattack array ideas. If you can use your own ideas to create a counterattack psychic array, maybe you can completely dissipate this annoying fog.
But at this time, it was too late for him to turn his idea into reality. Of course, Michael's vision was also disturbed, but his spiritual sense had clearly captured the momentum of the opponent approaching him, with murderous intent, like a predatory beast.
Sir Michael knew that he was a magistrate after all, and there was no way he could compete with such an ungraceful barbarian head-on. He was prepared to avoid his sharp edge for the time being, and stepped on his sliding steps to activate the force field flash, and at the same time
He also raised his hand towards the front.
A scorching white flower bloomed in the fog, seeming to freeze the fog, air and even time in an instant. Even Yu Lian, who was attacking fiercely like a violent beast, seemed to
He also stopped showing up.
But then, he also raised his hand, but he saw something flying over and exploding in the center of the flower blooming from the ice crystals. As a result, the frozen flower of ice suddenly cracked and collapsed.
, turned into countless ice crystal shrapnel and spread in all directions. For a time, the fog became more turbid, and the oppressive breath in the air also stagnated. The confrontation between the entangled spiritual energies has disrupted the natural force field.
This unfolding was a bit beyond Kai Miele's expectations. At this time, he once again caught the approach of the enemy behind him. The opponent collided straight from the whirlpool of the ice crystal explosion in an almost foolhardy manner. In less than a tenth of a second,
He was forced to a square inch beside his body, and his scalp suddenly felt numb.
As an astral knight, he has carried out many evil suppression tasks. Of course, he has also seen many warriors who are not afraid of death, but he has never seen a master with four rings also fight with this kind of death warrior style.
There is no way around it. A psyker who has reached the fourth ring can become a guest of any force. Now that he has put on his shoes, he will start to cherish his life.
Sir Michael sighed in his heart and had to admit that with his bravery, if this man was born in the empire, he would definitely be a leader in the knights. He also understood why the knights regarded him as a great leader.
The enemy, even if he breaks the unspoken rules of the God of War Festival, must be killed.
But, do you think that you are the only one with courage in the world?
Sir Michael was as slow as ice, but a fire was already igniting in his heart. He opened his arms and drove. The moment the opponent's attack was about to approach him, his whole body suddenly turned into a blizzard. He faced Yu Lian on the opposite side.
Went around.
When the two sides reached this state, they could no longer capture the enemy with the naked eye. At this moment, Michael's will was hidden in the ice and snow storm, and he clearly felt that the other party had merged his body with the ice and snow.
The two psykers who were about to start a head-on battle instantly turned into a large cloud of flying snowflakes.
"Sure enough, elemental cells... hmm, only with this ability can he act like this in this spiritual mist!"
Sir Michael snorted coldly, and a dazzling sparkle suddenly appeared in the pale ice and snow, followed by a burst of high temperature, as if it had merged into a blazing sun.
"Boom!" The sudden increase in temperature caused the unmelted ice crystals to react violently, directly forming an explosion.
Sir Michael's figure broke away from the whirlpool of the explosion, turning from a hazy shadow into a real entity.
His face was paler than before, and he was still expressionless, but there seemed to be a trace of amusement in his eyes.
Success! he thought.
But at this time, the war hammer covered with black energy bounced out of the whirlpool of the explosion. With a clever drag, the hook and sickle hung on Jazz's shoulder. Instead of retreating, he could only move forward two steps, and fell into the trap again.
into the explosion that has not yet dissipated.
Jazz was dumbfounded as he watched the vinegar-sized fist hit him in the face from far to near.
At the critical moment, his body transformed into elements again, turning into insubstantial water vapor. He dodged to avoid the blow, and then tried to escape into the gray mist.
However, at this moment, the shadow of the fist and the war hammer spread out, like a deadly snare, enveloping the water mist in all directions. The black energy that made Sir Michael's heart palpitate blocked his way of escape from all directions.
Under such oppression, he could no longer maintain his elemental body and could only realize the entity again.
It shouldn't be! Michael thought. Just now, this guy's elemental cells were transforming his body into ice and snow. At this time, he was hit by a burning breath. Even if he didn't die, he should be seriously injured? How can he still fight back?
In confusion, he suddenly heard the other party's voice: "Do you think I don't know? Your elemental manifestation is not ice at all, but temperature control!"
How did you know? Just as Michael was about to say this, the sharp end of the opponent's duckbill hammer really hung down like a sickle and cracked open his skull.
This iceberg handsome man who was so cool that one could shudder, with his eyes turning white and his cheeks twitching, finally showed an extremely ugly death appearance.
A regular knight of the Astral Knights, in another timeline, Count Michael Talsante, who served as the first knight commander of the Astral Knights, the Marshal of the Empire, and the Chief Star Officer of the Empire, fell before he could
The blooming year of twenty-four.
However, this was only the beginning of what was later called "the three minutes that made the Heraldry Academy cry."