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Chapter 328 If I Don’t Get Closer To You, How Can I Get Your SHIT Out?

Outside the summer palace was the cry and flee of the defeated army.Believers who had gathered outside for a wicked ceremony were shelled and charged by cavalry, and the chaos came so quickly and so intensely.

Seydlitz paced slowly, even arranging his robe and crown.The Baiyelan people who refused to stay here were either dead or injured, and the only person who could pose a danger to him was the mysterious young transcendent in front of him.

"You are very confident, the second-level assault squadron leader, do you want to punish me in the name of justice and light? Like the ancient knights, in a one-on-one battle, challenge me who has the protection of God?"

His aura instantly soared, and golden red, vermilion, and blue magic balls surrounded his body, violently agitating:
"I'm asking you, knight, are you going to challenge me who has the protection of His Majesty the Weaving Thread of Life!"

After hearing Seydlitz's words, Griffith did not answer immediately.He pressed his two swords and nodded to the others.The remaining guards immediately withdrew with Sonia and the Byelan nobles, leaving the hall for the main general who was about to confront.

The war knight stared at the powerful mysterious lord, his sharp eyes seemed to tear his skin and extract his soul.

Gradually, Griffith grinned, stroked the saber at his waist, and let out a deep sigh:

"Krista, this enemy is worth fighting."

The darkness swallowed the light, and the turbulent wind and clouds covered the sky.The whole of Odessa was shrouded in gloomy sky, rising smoke and crying.There was a loud noise in the sky, as if a palace was collapsing violently.Seydlitz suddenly changed color, and he realized that it was the final moment of the precarious descent passage as the ceremony disintegrated.

Why is Horus so helpless!

The well-planned layout is turning into a bubble-like phantom, feelings of loss and madness are rapidly spreading from his mind, and even his wise and deep eyes begin to become crazy.

At this moment, he heard it—heavy breathing echoed in the darkness, making the listener's heart beat crazily faster.

"Huh-heh."

The strange breath and invisible fear choked Seydlitz's throat, sometimes tightened and sometimes relaxed, extending along the spine to the soul.

As if facing an unfathomable monster, the mysterious lord subconsciously wriggled his throat, and his heart also sank.His frantic passion was suddenly haunted by a cold breath, and frustration, loss, doubts and doubts began to destroy his will.

Seydlitz speculated in amazement, until now he still didn't know what kind of Extraordinary characteristics the knight in front of him had.The paladins are as slow as tortoises, they can only rely on their shields and armor to resist, and they can't make a lightning-fast assault on the square.

This person possesses the ability of extreme speed and stealth, so it is impossible for him to be an assassin.The most likely ones are Sequence 6's Edge of Light and Shadow or Scythe of Destruction, or even the Desolate Knight above that.That's right, he beheaded the Warlord Mangulus in Berrimion... You see, this Griffith is the Scythe of Desolation Path, and even the more terrifying Desolation Knight.

The passive ability of Doom Scythe is powerful magic resistance and a wide range of fear aura; the active ability usually devours psionic energy and magic effects within a certain range, and rewards itself with amazing enhancements. It is an extraordinary person who is best at protracted warfare.The power they can devour has a level limit. The Desolation Knight can devour stronger energy, but it can't shake some high-priority special effects, and can't shake the gift of God I got.

With this thought in mind, Seydlitz drew back and flew out of the window.

Believers who stole from the Holy Light suffered great losses.

The [-] phalanx army suffered heavy losses.

Transcendents were either killed or disappeared.

The ceremony of calling the gods has missed the best time.

The situation is too bad for Seydlitz.But even so, he still did not lose his fighting spirit, but decisively left the summer palace and chose a battlefield that was beneficial to him.If this Griffith abandons his troops to pursue him, he will be separated from his subordinates, and he can kill them first, and then go back to capture Miss Lamor as a sacrifice, regroup the troops, regroup the believers and start the ceremony; if he does not come to pursue, he will Use the power of the mysterious lord to break through Byelan's forces one by one, weakening them like peeling an onion.

As the leader of the mysterious world of Odessa, Seydlitz has extremely profound magical power and knowledge accumulation.As he retreated, he stroked the ring on his right hand.

It was a ruby ​​ring set in a pale bone setting, strikingly similar to the Minos held by Griffith.

At this time, His Majesty's gift of life weaving from the void is the token and proof that attracted Seydlitz to convert to the new faith.In the current critical moment, it blooms bright brilliance and generously gives blessings.

Just think of him as the "Desolation Knight", and the enemy will be lenient.Come and chase me, as long as you come and chase!I haven't failed yet!Will you come after me?Will you come?Ha, really come after me!
Seydlitz, who persisted in the face of adversity, found that the knight leaped out of the window and chased him with his tail. He was so happy that he wanted to dance.He rushed into the gardens of the Summer Palace, where he waved his wand and chanted at a speed that could not capture the information.

The spell draws away the metal in the building and the properties of scattered weapons and mystical 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 beside him.

"I know you have a sealed artifact of the lawbreaker path! However, the state of imprisoning magic cannot be maintained for a long time. Facing the completed spell, can you stop it!" Seydlitz jumped onto a roof, Looking down from above, driving your own creations, "Shoot!"

Two sharp knives came whistling.Griffith drew out his silver long sword and chopped down the lance, crossed Hanguang's defense, swept away the three-pronged fork, and continued to charge.In a blink of an eye, he was chasing Seydlitz, raised the wind and thunderous Hanguang, and slashed at the wizard.

"Bah!"

The holy sword slashed on a round shield that was generated out of thin air.The devastating Han Guang was actually resisted.This shield is shining with silver light, wrapped in a golden halo like the morning sun, it is not an ordinary armor at first glance.

Seydlitz was protected behind the shield, and said lightly: "The field is unfolding,

"Alatas, reproduce for me the miracle of the Khazneh Temple!"

The six weapons—longsword, javelin, halberd, tomahawk, warhammer and flail—are visualized in sequence, like six comets shining in succession and taking shape.

Humming in the air, these weapons surrounded the mysterious lord, locking the incoming knights from all sides.

Griffith's pupils shrank for a while.He sensed the astonishing aura and danger on the six weapons.Every piece actually made him feel like a holy vessel and sealed item that left a mark and name in the world.The power activated by Seydlitz summoned their breath and weapon souls, and then used the metals and elements gathered nearby to create the shape of the mysterious weapon.

Griffith hastily withdrew his sword, stopped, and searched with extremely fast perception, while avoiding the first thrown flail.

"Horse, give me a horse!"

The gardens of the Summer Palace were already littered with dead and wounded, and the corpses of people and horses were everywhere.A dead war horse heard his call, immediately let out a shrill neigh, and galloped in the form of a skeleton army horse.

With the support of the military horse, Griffith immediately increased his speed greatly, sprinting in the garden like lightning.He dodged the blow of the flail, and grabbed the thrown halberd with an underhand grip.The moment the hand touched the halberd, the violent impact almost caused the weapon to fall out of his hand.

Using all his strength, Griffith turned his horse around, relieved the impact of the halberd, and swung his hand at the spear that was approaching by the tail.The tremor of this slash directly broke the tiger's mouth in his right hand, and the halberd and spear were thrown out.

The sharp sword and battle ax fell at the same time, and Griffith had no time to defend, turning into a bat and dodging aside.The mysterious weapon pierced through the skeleton army horse, blasting a large amount of bone fragments and dust.

After casting and throwing these weapons, Seydlitz's face was a little pale, obviously consuming a lot of spiritual energy.Before he could catch his breath, the knight jumped out of the smoke.The war hammer, which had been ready to go, fell down, smashed his breastplate, and hit the tree behind him heavily.

However, the hit knight began to melt, turning into liquid.A round piece of metal flew out of the smoke and exploded in front of Seydlitz.

"Bah!"

The glare and dizziness deprived the mysterious lord of his sight and hearing for a short time.Heavy footsteps came along the ground, captured by his keen perception.

"Here!" Seydlitz waved his hand and condensed a dark blood-colored scythe, sweeping towards the direction of the shock.

The blow hit, but there was no feeling of tearing the human body, but it was as jerky as cutting a dilapidated haystack and mud.A burly giant rushed over against the attack of the scythe.The mysterious lord hastily threw another flame, which swept it into the raging flames.

These are undead creatures, how dare he restrain me with his master's power!Seydlitz, who failed to attack twice in a row, noticed the murderous aura surging from his side, and hurriedly concentrated his shields there.

Griffith had already rushed to his side, raised Hanguang high with both hands, with momentum and strength reaching the peak, and slashed a thunderous sword at the extraordinary wizard.When the blade was cut down, the sharpness was revealed, and Seydlitz watched his multi-layered shield begin to crack.

Seydlitz also roared and started to fight back.

Both sides did not dodge each other, and launched a confrontation at a very close range.Griffith slashed Seydlitz's shoulder with a sword.The arc burned, destroying a large number of magic pendants and equipment of the wizard.Hanguang shone in the darkness, and even cut out the illusion of smashing and destroying the souls of extraordinary wizards.

Seydlitz also threw a spear with a thorny blade, stabbing at the knight from all directions.

The two sides fought with all their strength, and the breath of fresh blood became more and more intense in the air. It took less than ten seconds to fight, and the blood flowing out almost dyed the ground under their feet bright red. It was like walking in a stream, splashing There were bloody flowers and crackling noises.

This round of confrontation knocked out Griffith's double swords.He half-kneeled on the ground, pulled out the conviction towards Seydlitz whose shield was almost broken, and fired a shot at close range.

Since the cooling time hadn't expired, this shot only caused an ordinary attack, but even so, Seydlitz's last shield burst open.

Seydlitz immediately wanted to regroup the magic shield, but the strong suffocation and the force that hindered the casting swept in, interrupting his chanting.The lead bullets smashed into fragments on the annihilated shield, beating him to a bloody mess.

"what--!"

As a distinguished mage, Seydlitz has almost never experienced such trauma, and his attack and defense are both suffocated in severe pain.

Griffith took advantage of the opportunity to pull out Eviscerate, and directly stabbed into the enemy's flank and stirred it vigorously.At the same time, he grabbed something and stuffed it into the robe.

"Go away!"

Seydlitz activated the amulet on his body, and the strong wind pressure directly pushed the knight out, throwing it a distance of more than ten meters.

"Damn it, it's a bad battle," the wizard cursed while clutching his painful wound, "I took refuge in a great god, not to fight this kind of bad battle..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a crackling sound coming from his waist.Looking down, he suddenly saw two metal cylinders that could be grasped with one hand hanging on his belt, and the matchlock was burning.

"boom!"

Seydlitz was immediately engulfed in explosions, flames and smoke.One arm flew out.

In this round of confrontation, both sides were covered in wounds.Griffith's breastplate was riddled with holes, and blood was spraying from the wounds.Relying on his strong physique to barely support himself, he took out a bottle of life potion and drank it in one gulp, staring at the enemy coldly.

The severely 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 can't help me at all!"

"I want to kill you! Kill you! Sacrifice the flesh and soul of the mortal who broke the sacred ritual! I ask the Lord to forgive me for my incompetence!"

As soon as his words fell, the ruby ​​bone ring burst into evil light.The already broken human body produced dense tentacles and granulation, rolled up the severed limbs and pulled them back to the torso, entangled like thousands of worms.The shattered body was pulled back by the power of the ring, recovering at an astonishing speed.

Seydlitz cheated death with the blessing of the thread of life, reuniting his body from horrific injuries.He supported himself to stand up, looked at Griffith who was also seriously injured and said with a smile:
"See? This is the blessing bestowed on me by the great god——

"Immortality, Immortality! No matter how many times I fall, I will rise again.

"Mortal, do you dare to continue fighting! I can fight with you forever!"

Amid the triumphant shouts of the extraordinary wizard, Griffith also stood up and approached Seydlitz again.

The sorcerer looked at him, and could even see the small flowers and leaves behind through the wound, proud and curious: "Hey, seeing such a great blessing, why don't you run away but come closer to me?"

Griffith's steps were steady, resolute, and not impatient.The whole body is covered with frightening courage and deterrence.He raised his bleeding arm and pointed his strong fingers at the arrogant cultist:
"If you don't get closer to you, how can you hit your SHIT?"

As soon as the words fell, Griffith's murderous aura had reached its peak, and he rushed straight over with incomparable arrogance!

In a hurry, Seydlitz threw a metal javelin, and was about to retreat, but found that the instep of his instep was stepped on by the knight's foot, and he couldn't break free at all.The turbulent blood gathered behind Griffith into a ferocious phantom, and punched the wizard.

"Bah!"

This close-range beating changed the situation, the vegetation retreated, and the frightening spiritual energy splashed and turned into a raging frenzy.

Seydlitz's seven orifices smoked from the beating, his soul was lost, and his whole body was swaying.The ribs in his chest shattered in an instant, and the whole person staggered a few steps, and fell to his knees, with blood spurting out of his mouth, dripping down his robes.

Seydlitz tried to summon two javelins and plunge them into the knight's back.As soon as the thought moved, the second punch landed.

Griffith braced himself against the falling weapon, and punched the kneeling wizard with all his strength.

The fist wind was like overwhelming mountains and seas, forming a suffocating oppressive air and whimpering mournfully.A shrill horn sounded suddenly in the air, and distorted tentacle phantoms appeared, which were then shattered into thousands of crystal-like dots of light, and the protective power of the outer gods that protected Seydlitz scattered by the ring was shattered with a single punch.

Seydlitz's mouth full of teeth and nose bones flew out like snowflakes.An instinctive panic and fear arose in his heart—the blessing of divine power he had received, a blessing more precious than life, was broken and scattered under this heavy punch.

Seydlitz felt that his magic power was imprisoned, his blessings were deprived, and the thick darkness and terror that seemed to be substance were strangling his heart.With a mouth full of teeth and blood, he screamed in horror: "What kind of power is this!? Why even the Lord's..."

In an instant, he understood the answer:

"I understand!
"I understand, no wonder you can obscure our insights and decipher the great blessing. You are not a knight of the Void! What you possess is a treacherous and dark power, an evil that should be annihilated in the dust of history!
"You turned out to be a lawbreaker of the extraordinary rank!"

Deprived of the ability to cast spells, deprived of the blessings of the outer gods, the wizard who smashed the shield and armor was pressed to the ground, and with the only strength he had, he roared like crazy: "Besides the layout of the master, the other gods Intervention is also expected. But, I didn't expect to start your dark game! Who is it, tell me, who is it!
"Silver Moon and Starlight, or the contract and order, or the one who is in charge of fate and prophecy. 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 beast in the cage in order to subvert the world!
"A monster abandoned by the world, you will not end well. From the very beginning, you have been a cursed pawn!"

His answer was the third punch.

Griffith stretched his back like a bow, expanding to the limit!This action fell into Seydlitz's eyes, and he felt that the pain, joy, sadness, and happiness of the knight in front of him were all rapidly accumulating, then condensed, sublimated, and condensed into a devastating blow!
With an avalanche-like momentum and suffocating oppression, this punch bombarded me like falling stars!
Howling fists and terrifying wind pressure filled his field of vision like meteorites.Seydlitz's entire world was a fist, it was shaken and turned into a raging tide.Even the powerful mysterious lord feels that he has been thrown into the abyss of destruction.

Seydlitz immediately changed his tone, whimpered and groaned, begging for mercy at the last chance of his life:

"Forgive me, stop, I surrender, I surrender, I join your side!"

What responded to him was Griffith's pair of flame-like eyes, weighing the souls of his men coldly and decisively.That look has only one meaning:
"My place is full of people."

The horrific explosion, skull shattering, and brain cracking echoed in the summer palace, even disturbing the high sky.Then, everything calms down.

……

"We will attack, will you join us, knight."

Count William de La Mole arrived in Odessa first with the vanguard.Replacing the heavily damaged Griffith Squadron to maintain order.He asked Griffith to sit on a nearby chair, looking him straight.

"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 still return to Homeworth temporarily Better."

The count looked at him and nodded: "Roland is here too, talk to him when you go out later. The next task is to control Odessa, then counterattack, and clear the siege of Teutoburg. Work, you should do something more valuable."

Griffith nodded and got up to bid farewell to the Earl.He hadn't left the drawing room when the count stopped him:

"By the way, let me ask, Knight Ravenel. Do you know what is more valuable?"

"I know, count, I know."

Griffith left the reception room, walked quietly through the corridor, and walked to Roland's room.Tens of thousands of corpses were 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 tragedy outside, and at the knight walking towards him:

"Sorry, my friend. I got your letter, but it was too late."

"Well," Griffith nodded, "I know. At that time, it was too late."

"Then let's talk about the next thing," Roland said, "The invasion of the Outer God has failed, but, do you feel it? He penetrated into this world through rituals, and the breath of psionic energy became stronger and stronger, and the entire mysterious world They all jumped up, and I could hear them cheering.

"What is this called, spiritual recovery?"

"Mysterious strengthening," Griffith said lightly, as if there was nothing he cared about in the world. "The gods know that invasion will strengthen their beliefs. Even if a short ceremony is not enough to allow the Outer Gods to pass, it will Bring more psionics and mysticism."

"The Outer God didn't get nothing. His 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, We all have a bright future."

Griffith didn't answer him.

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 conferring a knight. Then you will be asked to choose between a fiefdom or an annuity. You have made so many meritorious deeds, you can't just give a military rank, and other rewards must not be less. How do you choose?"

"The fief," Griffith replied, "is located in Verona's territory."

"Oh—!" Roland gave him a deep look, "It's not peaceful there, you must need weapons to defend the territory."

Griffith stroked the twin swords at his waist, and paused for a while: "I can't stay there for a long time, I need something that can make civilians have fighting power."

"Okay, okay," Roland couldn't help rubbing his hands together, "then you must need a musket. Musketeers can't fight against the mysterious power, but the advantage is that the training is simple and inexpensive, and it is still possible to repel the rebels. I will send you A batch of trials, and then I will give you an undeniable price!"

"No, my friend, I don't want that," Griffith shook his head, "what I want is the craft of musketry, the system of militia training and mobilization, factories, and people's committees.

"In a word, I need to see your way. Can you help me, Your Excellency the Count."

Roland withdrew his sparkling eyes.He held out his hand:

"First, please call me Comrade."

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