Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 144 Silver Light Cross (Two in One)

The figure in the alley flashed past the sight of the two of them, and half of them were swallowed by darkness in the blink of an eye.

"do not look."

Cyril reached out his hand to cover Caroline's eyes, a string of bright red blood dripped down on the road ahead, and he didn't need to use his brain to know what happened.

He then activated the wind listening technique.The content of wind element in Xiye City is indeed much lower than that of other places. He had no choice but to use the wind in the magic pool to turn it into a long rope and connect it to the figure that was gradually escaping into the darkness——

He heard that the body that was still struggling a little before was completely silent at the moment, and there was only the sound of the rustling clothes rubbing against the ground at this moment.Apparently the captured man was being dragged along.

The rustling sound was very messy, as if layers of clothes were being dragged at the same time, so this should be a woman.

"Vendetta?" Cyril was thinking. For a moment, he thought that the fanatical action of the cult of the Wind Breath Cult that would happen in the future was ahead of schedule, but killing a woman-the primary target of the Wind Breath Cult is children and aliens, The second is women.

Moreover, the other party is wearing a complicated dress, so his identity should not be simple, and it should correspond to a vendetta, not a cult of the Wind Breath Sect.

The heart that he had just suspended suddenly settled down again.If it was a vendetta, it had nothing to do with him. Unless someone threw ten Gentry in front of him and asked him to go in to save someone, he would not move his butt at all.

"Let's end here. This matter has nothing to do with me. Just pretend you didn't see it."

Cyril thought in his heart that the voice in the listening to wind technique also gradually faded away.He was about to take back the magic power of the wind element that was implicated, when suddenly a weak cry appeared in the wind——

"Baby?" Cyril was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became serious in an instant.If the target of the other party is not only a woman, but also a baby, then the possibilities become very wide: vendetta is a possibility, and it is also a possibility that the noble wife intends to secretly kill the mistress. The possibility is naturally impossible to ignore.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided not to get involved in this muddy water.Although it is still an early version, even the cultists are very weak in combat effectiveness.The rise of the cult was based on the fact that the chaotic country caused the people to lose their belief in Danya, and those NPCs who were as strong as monsters also appeared after the capital city was broken in 1448.

But Cyril, who got into a lot of trouble for no reason because of his greed for cheap, knew very well at this moment that if he got involved in this, endless troubles would await him.

Listen to the wind, break——

Just at the moment when the long rope belonging to the wind element was about to disperse, a deep and hoarse cursing voice caught the last train of the wind:

"Ah, where is the dog! Huh? How is it a skeleton?"

Cyril opened his eyes in surprise, and looked at Caroline who was covering his eyes in surprise, and the little girl just happened to raise her head, avoiding his hand, and then blinked at him.

"Hey!"

"Hey, you're so tall!" Cyril flicked Caroline's forehead with his finger, then stood up immediately, dragged Caroline's armpit with both hands, and put her into the store: "Go to Treville ...is that beautiful older sister with white hair."

"how about you?"

Cyril did not answer, and drew the long sword from his waist.His sudden action of drawing the sword immediately caused exclamations from the people around him, but he didn't seem to hear it, and the next second he stepped forward, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and made a standard vertical chop forward. Swing it out, but heard a crisp "click", and a gray shadow flying out of the alley just hit the blade and shattered into two halves.

Broken bones were scattered on the ground, and Cyril raised his eyebrows slightly. Unexpectedly, the white bone dog pinched out by Caroline could also trigger the special effect of the "dead whetstone" of the silver holy blade. As soon as it lit up, he was still captured by him.

However, just a low-level undead bone dog can provide very little sharpness to the long sword, and he didn't want Caroline to impose buffs on the spot, although this battle that could have been avoided was indeed caused by Caroline. provoking, but he had no intention of making Caroline responsible—

Maybe it was because she couldn't bear to witness a murder happen in front of her, or maybe she felt that her spells had grown and she wanted to find a chance to test it in actual combat, but Cyril believed that it was out of goodwill after all—

Something that the twilight shadows of a past life once possessed, but dissipated in the northern snow and the cold of the undead.

The renewed listening to the wind has captured that the enraged enemy is gradually approaching and is about to walk out of the alley.He glanced sideways. There were too many people around, and it wouldn't do him any good to put the battle in public.

Thinking of this, Cyril simply lowered his shoulders, and in the next second, magic power poured into his legs, and the charge of the Silver Blade Knight was launched in an instant.His figure seemed to have turned into a silver light, and he rushed towards the alley quickly——

"Let me see, what is your identity!"

Cyril crashed into the shadow that was hiding in this city, and the familiar darkness fell around him at this moment. This is an environment that he is very familiar with and good at fighting, and obviously the other party is also good at fighting. fight in such an environment.

It can't be a knight, so a swordsman?Shadow Swordsman or Gray Swordsman?Or a rogue?Or those "armed mercenaries" who are "good at" using each weapon, but are actually not very proficient in each weapon?
He quickly guessed the opponent's class in his mind. He clearly knew the weaknesses of each class at this level. If he could, he would of course choose to kill the opponent with one blow.

But in the next second, Cyril frowned.Facing his seemingly incomparably sharp charge, the other party showed no intention of retreating, instead, he took the initiative to meet him.

And he didn't show his weapon in his hand, instead, what greeted Cyril was a cloud of gray-black mist, which reminded him of the fog of war commonly used by necromancers——

Did you see that I couldn't stop charging and wanted me to rush into the fog?Then I won't go in!

Cyril didn't have the slightest bit of blind confidence in his own strength, and he didn't intend to do more testing.The magical power of the wind element spread smoothly on his calf in an instant, removing the force of the charge.That crazy charge like a berserker warrior turned into a light and light jump like walking on water in this short moment.

This sharp aura suddenly dissipated, obviously making Cyril's opponent slightly astonished, but at the moment when he was stunned, what lit up in front of his eyes was a bunch of shining stars, and then he turned the gray star in front of him. Fog, tearing the ground riddled with holes!
Sword Skill Thousand Stars!

Every sword light is real, although with Cyril's current physical strength, he can't use the complete "Thousand Stars" - it needs to use a thin stabbing sword to achieve thousands of stabs in an instant, which is true. "Thousand" stars, and he did it with only a few dozen hits.

But under the blessing of the wind element, the power of this sword technique was unexpectedly magnified—the air flow swelled on the back and forth of the blade, repeatedly collided and superimposed, rolled up a more noisy wind, and completely wiped out the gray mist. At the same time as it was being destroyed, it smashed towards the enemies hidden behind the gray mist.

This made Cyril himself a little unresponsive. He just subconsciously regarded this layer of gray fog as a mage's shield, and wanted to use a thousand stars to break the shield, but he didn't expect the effect to be so outstanding.

But he immediately thought of the reason: Thousand Stars is a sword skill from the Clary elves.Legend has it that the elves in ancient times looked up at the starry sky and tried to follow Nora's footsteps with the wind to realize the sword skill.

It is characterized by high-frequency strikes, and its single-shot damage is insufficient. It is often used by melee occupations to break those difficult special shields of legal occupations.

After the opening of the Amasir series of dungeons in the game, it is almost a skill book for mid-level and high-level melee professionals.

It’s just that the melee professions in the game don’t have the privilege of opening the element pool. This unexpected effect is completely a combination of wind elements and sword skills——

After all, this is a swordsmanship that belongs to the elves and is only realized with a devout belief in Nora, the god of nature.

His enemy retreated a few steps in this staggered wind blade, several blood sprays burst out from his body. Amidst the unpleasant muffled sound, the enemy waved his hand violently, and finally dispersed the wind.

Without the cover of the gray fog, Cyril used his night vision ability to finally see the opponent's face clearly——

He didn't wear a hood, mask or armor to cover his face. It was a face with a crooked nose and skin like ancient bark. A pair of big round eyes with pointed vertical pupils looked hideous on this face. Incomparable.

He was raising his hand, using his haggard arm to block the gust of wind just now, but his hand was gray and sharp with five claws.

The moment he saw this face clearly, even though Cyril was no longer as shocked by the things beyond the timeline and appeared in front of him as he was when he first came to this world, he couldn't help crying out at this moment:
"Bendis!"

Of course he knew where his enemy was coming from. Bandis was not a name, but a code name.For players, another way of saying this code name is easier to understand:

"Baby stealer!"

Babystealers, as the name suggests, are those who steal babies - Babystealers are undisputed members of a cult that operates from the in-game period 1444-1446, when babies and children at home are found all over La Rochelle The child was stolen. For this reason, the player also has the task of hunting down the baby thief, and the reward is high.

And its existence is related to a large-scale cult-related task-"Resurrection of the Gray God".

But the key issue is that the recovery of Gray God Ambrose was a task that only started in 1448!
It's only 1440 now, why did Bendis appear here earlier?Xiye City, this is the territory of Fengxi Sect!
Cyril never expected that the cult-related options he guessed at random were really correct, but what he caught with this random shot was not the little fish named Fengxijiao, but the "Bandis" who belonged to the Gray God. Big fish!
The trance only exists in this short moment, and investigating the cause is always something to do after the battle.The long sword in Cyril's hand turned into two interlaced silver lights again, writing a big "X" in the air, and slashing towards "Bendis".

Swordsmanship · Silver Cross Cut!
"Bendis, good at using fog to resist attacks, and killing opponents with sharp claws—"

The gray mist of Bandis had just been torn apart by himself, and it was impossible to re-condense in such a short period of time. All he could use at this time was his sharp claws.

The staggered sword light could not block Cyril's own line of sight. He clearly watched the opponent's sharp claws grabbing at his blade, and even under the perception of his magic power feedback, the blade was about to touch Those gray claws.

His eyes froze suddenly, and the next moment, the silver sword light that had already dissipated suddenly lit up again, the trajectory was from bottom to top, and the light was even stronger than before.And his body also moved forward with the silver light shining again, and slammed straight into Bendis!
"Ding-click!"

The two sword lights lit up at the same time, but there was a difference in sequence, but the impact points were exactly the same. They avoided the sharp claws one by one, and slashed at Bendis's withered body. on the wrist.

Although Bendis's bones were hard, he couldn't stand such repeated and precise blows, and that sharp withered claw was chopped high by Cyril's long sword.

He yelled loudly, and the ugly roar came out of his voice again, but just as the angry cry came out, it changed into a horrifying howl——

In those narrow pupils that were long and pointed, there was a handsome face that belonged to a young elf, and it couldn't be any closer.

When did you get close!
Bendis really wanted to ask the half-elf in front of him how he did it, but Cyril had no intention of showing mercy.

After this charge, he raised his knees and pressed heavily on the opponent's stomach, and the sword blade that had been lifted up at this moment took advantage of the situation and cut down precisely at the moment when Bendis bent down. On the nape of its neck—

"Hey!"

Black blood spurted out, and the blade sank into Bendis's hard neck, making it difficult to penetrate further.

Cyril didn't care about the blood that covered his face, and exerted force on his hands again, until the head with the ugly face fell and rolled to the ground along his legs, then he let go of the force.

"call……"

He let out a long breath, reached out to wipe off the smelly blood on his face, grabbed the cloth on Bendis's body, wiped the blood off the long sword, and returned the sword to its sheath.

He stared at the headless corpse on the ground, and briefly went through the battle just now in his mind: the bluffing sword technique, the silver light cross cut, followed by the authentic killing sword skill silver light cross attack.

It is only one word different from the former, but it is a full-fledged assault skill, and the difficulty is naturally higher.

He often used this combination of moves in the game, but in reality, he had only imagined it in his mind, and it was the first time he used it with the help of the Vientiane style——

Fortunately, the battle was much easier than he had imagined.If it was Bandis in 1444, it might be a really hard fight, but the current Bandis seems to be only at the twentieth level.

He slowly wiped the blood off his body, then turned around.

Heloise Trewell was being led here by Caroline.

　Catch up!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)