Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 154
"Erina, come out. You all step back, step back ten meters."

Cyril said to his companions, then took a deep breath and walked forward.

The plot has uncontrollably changed from a serious team boss fight to a one-on-one fight. Cyril's plan to test the formation and run the team here is completely in vain.

But in front of the rewards of hidden missions, this loss is nothing at all——

He untied the shield and put it back into the space bracelet. The level 25 boss, Yogg the Blood Jackal, has astonishing speed and strength, and its flail is extremely effective against shield defenses, so carrying a shield is purely cumbersome.

In fact, even if there is no flail, Cyril will probably be directly slashed by the opponent's slash with his shield. "It would be considered polite not to chop yourself flying with a single knife.

Facing the blood jackal alone, he has only one chance of winning:
Confrontation.

Those ordinary gnolls had already stepped aside, leaving the field to their leader.No need for a starting gun, and no need for a presiding referee, the fight started the moment Cyril stepped forward——

Yogg roared, and when he regained that ferocious and bloody energy, every step he took was like a running bear.The flail was dragged on the ground by him, and the iron chain rattled, and then he swung it in a round arc, and threw it at Cyril, who was holding only a long sword in his hand in front of him!
When Yogg raised his arms and fully stretched his body, Cyril was like a chicken under the wings of an eagle.But seeing the barbed hammer full of flails smashing towards him, Cyril didn't show the slightest panic on his face, and he didn't even focus on the hammer with the whistling wind.

Instead, it fell on Yugo's other hand.

In addition to the longer health bar, the boss can always have some specialties, such as unreasonable multi-element proficiency, multi-weapon proficiency, or dual cultivation of material and law.Yogg, who is a wolf man, of course has no talent for magic, but his characteristic lies in his two weapons.

Left hand flail right hand knife.

If the left hand can't defeat the enemy with one blow, then the flail will block the way, and the machete will kill the enemy.

He saw clearly the falling route of the flail, and only took a small step to the side. The spiked hammer fell without rubbing against his shoulder. The swift wind blew his ears sorely, and then fell heavily to the ground. .

An unknown girl behind him uttered an exclamation, but Cyril seemed to have never heard of it. At this moment, his dangling long sword suddenly lifted up, the silver light flickered, and it slashed forward, but he heard a "dang" sound. There was a sound, the long sword was right at the end of the scimitar blade in the wolf man's other hand, and at this time Yogg had just raised that hand——

Offensive block, block, perfect judgment pass, heroic spirit takes effect!
An inexplicable heat surged through Cyril's whole body, making him feel light.Cyril himself was also a little surprised. After all, successfully parrying the opponent's attack is counted as a parry. His perfect decision to block triggers heroic spirit, which seems a bit unreasonable.

But he wished for such unreasonable things as much as possible, his eyes froze, Yuge obviously didn't expect that someone would interrupt him before he could make a move, and his chest was wide open at this moment.

He flipped his hand, and the blade slid down Yogg's arm.The Jackal immediately raised his arms to avoid Cyril's attack.But Cyril's other empty hand was not idle at all. At this moment, it passed under the right hand, and when it was raised again, another sword light pierced towards Yuge's throat like a poisonous snake that had been waiting for a long time!

The second sword!That handle has been lying in his bracelet, the long sword from Elena's ancestor, Browning Visconti!
At this moment, Cyril had no intention of apologizing to Alina at all.With the blessing of Vientiane Feng Xing, the "dual wielding weapon proficiency" that originally belonged to the rogue seemed to return to him.

Even though Cyril had never practiced serious left-handed swordsmanship, the left-handed sword at this moment was like the dagger he was familiar with, and it was destined to tear the wound the moment it emerged from the darkness!

"laugh!"

The jackal's excellent reflexes made him turn his head at the last moment, and his neck was not directly pierced by the long sword, but there was still a bloody gash on the side of his neck.His raised right hand also fell back at this time, but Cyril, like a twisted loach, slipped under his arm in a single step, and stood behind him in the next second——

"Swish!"

Two sword lights criss-crossed across Yogg's back, the cloth was torn, and two manes fell from the shining blade.There was no fluctuation in Cyril's eyes. He calculated the speed at which the elemental pool was consumed by the hands proficient in the blessing of the Vientiane Wind. He was not greedy for knives. He turned around while the gnoll roared, and took another step before the flail fell. Stepped on Gnoll's back again!
One sword, one sword, another sword!
Not to mention sword skills, nor sword skills, the damage caused by each sword is nothing compared to the tough body of the wolf man, but at this moment Yogger's heart is wishing that his opponent is a rough berserker , even if it is a hammer or an ax to turn him over, it is better than the pain of Ling Chi!
Can't touch it!

Can't even see it!
He roared, swung his flail furiously, and the scimitar quickly cut off five heads side by side, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't catch the figure of the knight!
His fighting spirit dissipated at some point, he only felt that his aura was getting weaker and weaker, and his body strength was diminishing with the continuous loss of blood.

When his opponent, the young-looking over-the-top knight even began to gradually hit him hard on the waist, accelerating the speed at which he fell, he even hoped that the other party's movements would be faster.

One sword, one sword, another sword...

When Yogg's legs went numb and he felt the last trace of strength go away from him and fell down, the figure that had hardly appeared in front of him since the start of the battle finally stopped.

Cyril let out a long breath of foul air, and pulled out the long sword in his left hand from Yugo's thigh. The battle lasted for nearly 10 minutes. If the two weapons in his hands were not strong enough, he might have to fight again. 10 [-] minutes

That's right, Elina's ancestor's long sword doesn't know what attribute it is, but it's no worse than the silver-bladed holy blade in use.And even if Cyril looked intently, he could only see a line of useless words:

[Unnamed Sword]: A seemingly sharp sword, but its light has long been engulfed in filth.No one remembers its name, and its owner is forgotten.

He put away his curiosity about the long sword, raised his head and was about to call his companions to stop work, but what he saw was a pair of wide-eyed eyes.

Even Heloise Trewell opened her mouth slightly.

After a while, there were bursts of sighs:
"My dear Danya/Nora, what the hell have I...read?"

(End of this chapter)