Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 565 Ghoul

Jonathan Herbert seemed to have a spring under his body, and his body was almost ejected from the chair. When he jumped up, his knee directly smashed the expensive long table into pieces.

However, this kind of power seemed to have no effect on Jonathan Herbert. He just let out a roar that could hardly be distinguished from a human voice, and grabbed Cyril with all four limbs. There was a burst of stench.

His speed was astonishingly fast, but the "middle-aged man" who was attacked by him was extremely calm, and even kept his previous smile on his face. Just before he was about to fall on him, he suddenly raised his hand, and the black streamer was in front of him. A perfect arc was drawn in the air, and then the black plasma sprayed out, and the head of Jonathan Herbert also flew high——

"Boom!"

The head hit the center of the conference table, making a muffled sound.With a wave of Cyril's hand, the cyan barrier propped up blocked all the black and smelly plasma. Then he stood up, kicked on the still writhing body of Jonathan Herbert, and slashed the long sword Tore his expensive dress.

Under the torn dress, what was exposed was a chest that was so thin that only a skeleton remained.These bones are much thicker than ordinary human bones, so that even if there are not many muscles left in the body, the clothes on the body will not look too empty.

"Ghoul!"

Cyril's face darkened, and he recognized the other party's true identity at a glance.

The tribe of ghouls is not widely distributed among the undead creatures, so how could they appear in the south?And isn't the Noroy religion corresponding to elite knight dressers?Why is the backbone of the Noroy Chamber of Commerce a group of ghouls?

His heart was awe-inspiring, and while he was thinking, his eyes swept across the side of the long table.

However, the directors of the Noroy Chamber of Commerce at the conference table stood up, propped their arms on the table, and there was no pity for the death of their companions in their green eyes, but only bursts of saliva.

The president of the chamber of commerce, Elvis Tate, had already stepped back a few steps and hid in the corner of the room.

His actions, which were too abnormal compared to other directors, immediately attracted Cyril's attention.Cyril immediately locked him as the target, but before he could make a move, the directors of the ghouls who had been preparing for a long time roared one after another, biting at Cyril with hands and feet.

But although the ghouls are powerful and fast, they are like toddlers in the eyes of Cyril, who is already a professional level, not to mention that he knows the attack methods of this race like the back of his hand.

As soon as he lifted his foot, he kicked the entire heavy conference table backwards and flew straight away.Before the ghoul on the opposite side of the table had time to jump out, it hit the wall with the long table, and fell into the wall for a while, unable to move.

The nearest ghoul has already attacked in front of him, and Cyril has already made preparations. The long sword pierced his chest from bottom to top with precision, and the other hand has already grasped the nameless shield, swinging the shield horizontally like a long stick, The edge of the shield just hit another ghoul in the face, sending it flying.

But these two ghouls were not the only ones attacking him at the same time, two ghoul claws glowing with green luster protruded from the slanted spines when he lifted the shield, one was grabbing his chest, One was caught on his thigh!
Chairman Tate in the corner has been closely watching the battle in the conference room. When the ghouls rushed forward, he thought that the rich businessman from Jinnaze would be killed directly, but he didn't expect the other party to kill him. As if he had been prepared for a long time, he suppressed the ghouls in an instant.

"Is he still a knight?" Tate was a little apprehensive.He doesn't have any doubts about his men being able to win this battle, but if they are facing a knight with rich combat experience and high strength, the Noroy Chamber of Commerce will suffer extremely heavy losses. Filling up the manpower is also a hassle.

But at this moment, when the ghoul's claws were on "Marinette Iger", he knew that the battle was settled——

Without the protection of armor, it is absolutely impossible for a mortal body to resist the claw attack of a ghoul. The toxin attached to it will soon erode the rich merchant's body. In just a few seconds, this stubborn rich merchant will be completely lost. strength.

But time seemed to stand still at this moment. Chairman Tate saw that the ghoul that had successfully captured the rich businessman did not make any further moves, as if he was frozen.

And the rich businessman did not show any signs of being scratched.

He just glanced at the paw that stopped on his chest, then slowly raised his head, and cast his gaze straight at President Tate in the corner. Those amber eyes before had turned into a deep pale green, precise He quickly found the eyes of President Tate.

"Elvis Tate, you think ghouls have hard bones, don't you?"

The moment he finished speaking, Tate saw that the body of the stagnant ghoul suddenly trembled, and then the claws that were still on the rich merchant just now collapsed.

The ghoul stumbled backwards and sat down on the ground.Its arms were completely paralyzed, as if it had lost its bones, and then it raised its head and let out a miserable roar.

"what--"

The screams stopped abruptly, and the sharp sword light slashed across his neck, causing the extremely ugly head to fall to the ground without making any sound.

Holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, Cyril strode towards Elvis Tate.

The ghoul's claws are indeed amazingly lethal to mortals, but his upper body has a bony breastplate inner armor, and his own body is a "sacred body", and he dares to hit even the head of a dragon with his bare hands. , the claws of a mere ghoul?joke!
But this scene has completely surpassed Elvis Tate's imagination. He stared back in panic, watching the "middle-aged knight" approaching and casually throwing away the ghouls who were pounced on him. He fell to the ground like chopping melons and vegetables, and all he could do was scream heart-piercingly:
"Stop him, stop him for me!"

While he was screaming, he picked up a long stick from the ground beside him, and while he was waving it, there was another "buzz" in the room, and the eerie red light around him shot up and down again.

And the few ghouls that were pressed against the wall by the long table finally broke free at this moment. Amid President Tate's screams, they made a "ho ho ho" sound from their throats, and they were originally taller than ordinary people At this moment, the body of a circle swelled up again, carrying a strong stench, and grabbed the middle-aged knight who was about to kill him.

But Cyril was not in a hurry, he just glanced at the ghouls whose strength and speed had been improved again, and the muttering voice came straight into President Tate's ears at this distance:

"Strength increase, agility increase, it seems that you are indeed the host of the ceremony here? It's just right to catch everything..."

In the voice, he turned slightly sideways, facing the last ghouls in the room who were rushing towards him, his eyes were as calm as water, and he recorded every bit of the other's movements in his eyes

Without the blessing of magic power, without the assistance of wind knights and spirit knights, he didn't even use the soul burner and the eye of Setanrio. He hadn't experienced such a battle for a long time.

Of course there is a reason for "hiding his identity"—although after tonight, no news about him will leak out from Xiayan Mystil.

And this kind of battle can also allow him to intuitively feel what kind of strength his body is under the addition of the knight panel and the body of the holy skeleton since he crossed.

Fortunately, his opponent is a ghoul who has a certain qualification for testing strength——

He took a light breath, feeling the pure strength of his body, every bone was trembling, as if urging him to quickly tear up these unsightly things.

Then he slightly lowered his shoulders and raised his sword while straightening his shield.

In the eyes of President Tate, the standard and no longer standard warrior action is like a scourge that has finally opened its eyes.

Immediately afterwards, charge.

The power erupted from the legs, and the shield precisely hit the No.1 ghoul's body, but the castration didn't stop at all.He fine-tuned his direction, and before the dull sound of shield slapping sounded, he had already bumped the ghoul into the second ghoul!
Followed by the third, fourth, and fifth ghouls. In the blink of an eye, this string of ghouls was all pushed together by his charge, and even the strength and speed he was proud of, Didn't even get the slightest bit out of it!
Elvis Tate was completely stunned there.

He didn't react until the black long sword pierced through the chests of the ghouls, and the "middle-aged knight" drew back the long sword, carried the shield, stepped on the thick plasma and walked slowly in front of him.

But the body's reaction was that his knees softened and he fell to his knees.

The cold long sword patted his cheek lightly, he raised his head blankly, looking at the middle-aged handsome face with a hint of vicissitudes.

Then the slightly hoarse voice sounded:
"Noroyism? Adonis?"

He suddenly shuddered, if it wasn't for the long sword being placed on his face at this moment, he would have jumped up straight away.

"You, how do you know Master Adonis, could it be, could it be..."

Elvis Tate's eyes were full of horror. He scanned the middle-aged knight back and forth, seeing the pitch-black sword, the shield with blurred lines, and under the torn clothes, The bone-like inner armor...

That's right, how come some Jinnaze Chamber of Commerce suddenly took over the useless Mill Chamber of Commerce?Must be the great hand of His—

As if he had discovered something, he opened his mouth wide, and kept making "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"You, are you the envoy of Lord Adonis? Yes, it must be, the same sword, the same shield, and even the breastplate!"

"Master Messenger, it is our slow progress that caused His dissatisfaction. Did He send you to sanction us?"

Cyril frowned slightly. He just wanted to confirm the identity of the other party, but he didn't expect his reaction to be so violent.

Did he mistake himself for the sanctioner sent by Adonis?
He thought about it for a while, and said in a cold voice: "A bunch of trash."

He watched President Tate in front of him trembling again, and then kowtowed deeply on the ground, his voice trembling: "Master Messenger, we are trying our best to find it, and we already have clues, that golden crown, that golden crown Not far up Mystil, in the hands of that damned Etienne Caleva!"

"Give me, give me another three days, no, give me another day, and I will definitely bring it back to you!"

He was almost howling, tears and snot pouring out uncontrollably.However, the voice of "Master Messenger" has not sounded for a long time.

He raised his head cautiously in doubt, but saw the middle-aged knight in front of him freeing his hand, taking out a dim golden helmet from his arms, and then putting it on his head.

"The golden crown you mentioned, is this one?"

Immediately, Cyril saw a distorted smile appearing on President Tate's wet face: "Ah, yes, yes, that's it, Mr. Messenger, I didn't expect you to have gathered them all. We are, we are so helpless." used!"

He suddenly became mad again, slapped himself again and again, and cried loudly: "Why are we so useless, we haven't found even one, the messenger has already gathered them all—"

But the crying didn't last for a while, and he laughed wildly again: "It's all collected, it's all collected, Lord Adonis, you can return to this world, you can return, come back, come back!"

Elvis Tate moved his knees, approached Cyril like a reptile, and then hugged Cyril's legs: "Master Messenger, when shall we start?"

"Start?" Cyril frowned, the other party's crazy performance of crying and laughing made him extremely alert. The game experience told him that it was definitely not over yet——

"Yes, let's begin, the return ceremony of the great Adonis—ah, yes, there is no need to find another time, no need to find time!"

He stood up abruptly, not even dodging the sword edge that Cyril hadn't moved, allowing the sword edge to cut off a large piece of flesh from his arm, but still raised his hands and shouted frantically: " Lord Adonis, Lord Adonis, when will you come down!"

The magic was eerily noisy, like boiling water in a kettle screaming.Cyril screamed in his heart that something was wrong, stepped forward, raised his hand and pierced Chairman Tate's heart with the long sword.

But Tate didn't seem to be hurt at all, his face twisted crazily, and he kept laughing "hehe, hehe".

Then he screamed in a sharper voice, "Just today, just today!"

"Just today, just today!"

The moment his voice fell, the red light around the conference room rose up with a "boom", and in an instant, the entire conference room was filled with coquettish red light.

Cyril kicked him in the chest and knocked him into the wall, but this didn't stop the red light from rising around him.

The stench became more and more intense. He heard the sound of "Chi Chi", and looked back, only to find that the corpses of those ghouls that fell on the ground turned into puddles of corpse water at some point, heading towards the door of the meeting room. outflow.

And outside the door of the meeting room, there was a muffled "boom".

In the next second, the solid wooden door was kicked and shattered, and an extremely thick leg squeezed into the conference room——

It was a leg of a stone statue.

　recent downturn orz
　　
　
(End of this chapter)