Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 779 Meeting Ceremony

Jane Christine was born in the "Christian Family", a well-known mage family in the Kingdom of La Rochelle, and she is the eldest daughter of the owner.

When she was born, the astrologer held a crystal ball and praised the birth of the baby girl with excitement and singing voice:
"Ah, she is sure to be the greatest mage in the kingdom—"

Then Jane Christine took hold of the sword and became a knight.

Jane Christine has a dream, she wants to establish a knight order that is invincible in the whole world.And for the next few decades of her life, she also fought for it.

The silver blade shines in the darkness, cutting through the thorns and sweeping away the chaos.The Silver Blade Knights grew at a terrifying speed, and were soon included in the roster of the world's top knights.

But she is still not satisfied, because the knights she wants to challenge are not limited to ordinary "horse" mounts.

It's the "Earth Dragon Legion" that presses down on top of all knight orders, and even all legions like a mountain.

At this moment.

1443, the year of the gods, February 2.

She was wearing the "Dragon King Divine Power" that was transformed from a purple dragon and a green dragon, and a steady stream of power gushed out from her body, and the power of the two giant dragons even pushed the earth dragon that rushed towards her. The coercion that emanated was suppressed back.

If it wasn't that these earth dragons were no longer conventional earth dragons, but re-condensed magical bodies after pollution, I am afraid that these earth dragons would be directly frightened to the ground by the coercion of bloodline power.

But even so, the galloping sound of earth dragons, like the roar of mountains and tsunami, was as silent as the first drizzle in spring in Jane Christine's ears.

Then she raised the sword in her hand.

In an instant, the sound of galloping horseshoes and the city wall behind her resounded wildly, the sound was even far better than the sound of the earth dragon's broad feet and astonishing weight hitting the ground.The godless pupils of those earth dragon knights seemed to start to tremble, as if they were astonished at where the sound came from.

next second.

Thick sword blades pierced through the city wall, and the tall white horses dragged the white soul flames. Every step they took made the gathered magic body tremble.

It was a group of knights wrapped in white soul flames. They had various weapons in their hands, but they were all riding tall white horses, and they were full of mysterious atmosphere under the wrapping of cloaks.

"what."

Caroline made a slight doubtful sound, which attracted the attention of Cyril, who was watching the battle, and saw that the girl's pupils had turned red that belonged to Tris.

"Ancestral spirit hunter? This female knight...can actually awaken the ancestor spirit hunter?"

"Ancestral Spirit Hunters? I remember that these should be called... Ancestral Spirit Knights?" Cyril asked.

"What do you know." Triss let out a satisfied "tsk", "Ancestor Hunter, that's..."

"My bodyguard."

"This..." Cyril's pupils trembled, and he never expected that these knights summoned by the head of the female knights could still be linked to the God of Death.

"Strictly speaking, they are the failures of the holy skeleton guards, but they still possess amazing combat power... I thought that no one would be able to awaken them again, but I really didn't expect it."

Tris clasped his hands lightly, and then sang a short two or three syllables.And after these few short syllables, the figures of the Ancestral Tomb Knights who were facing the Earth Dragon Knights suddenly faltered, and then the height of the white soul flame burning on their bodies suddenly jumped up a lot !

"Filth—clean up!"

In the whisper of the Word of God that resounded like a Hong bell, the lotus-like soul fires bloomed from the bodies of these ancestor hunters one after another, rushing into the array of earth dragon knights.

The petals of these lotus flowers staggered, cutting the magical body of the earth dragon.The seemingly solid scales of the earth dragon are as brittle as thin paper under such flame cutting, and the muscles of the earth dragon cannot hinder it in the slightest.

Almost as soon as they came into contact, the earth dragons at the forefront had fallen down with loud howls, their limbs were chopped into pieces, and the earth dragon knights on the dragon's back had not yet had time to stab their lances, the ancestor spirits The hunter's heavy weapon-either a flail or a big axe-has already smashed hard on their heads.

"These dragon knights can't be mine... No, it should be said that they are the opponents of her ancestral knights." Triss blinked his red eyes and looked at Cyril, "It's you who don't plan to action?"

"Of course we have to act." Cyril closed his eyes slightly, exhaled deeply, his figure flickered above the towering city wall, and his eyes had already fallen on the limit of his sight, where the pinnacle of power in this holy city was.

The magnificent city within the city, where the royal palace of St. Emma is located, even under the filth, the gray and black still cannot suppress the proudest glory that belongs to this city and this country.

His eyes penetrated the darkness, passed through the wide arch, climbed up the long steps, and stared directly at the throne at the end of the blood-colored carpet. The tall man who was sitting on the seat with his side resting on his hand seemed to be sleeping. figure.

"That's Leander's parasite." Triss gave an interpretation, "You have to be careful, Leander's power is the most terrifying among the four Danya followers, and the tower linked to the White Ring is named after him. It means that his power spans all systems under the white ring..."

"What about Danya's filth?"

"Did you see something farther away? The church on the mountain behind the palace." Triss pointed to the darkness in the distance, "If you want to face the source of the filth, you must first solve Leander's filthy."

"I understand." Cyril nodded slightly, and then his figure disappeared on the city wall.

For the first flash, he landed on the city wall in the middle circle, waved his hand and cut off the giant head of the ferocious Usain Emma soldier in front of him.

The second flash, he landed on the top of the tower of the Royal Military Academy of St. Emma, ​​overlooking the irrational and bone-like people of St. Emma below. The sublimation of happiness amidst the screams.

And for the third flash, he stopped right under the towering arches of the palace.

In front of the main body of the palace, the two mage towers on the left and right, launched a frenzied attack the moment he landed here, and powerful spells rained down on the place where he was standing.But Cyril didn't even draw out his long sword, he just waved his hand and slashed left and right. The two mage towers were cut off from the middle and collapsed in the palace city.

Then he raised his head and looked at the long steps that were as solemn as the "Holy Nation Avenue" outside the city.

There are 99 long steps, and each step represents the absolute loyalty of the subjects to the Royal Family of St. Emma.

At this time, each step of this loyal long step was soaked in black unknown viscous mucus.Cyril looked down and saw that the liquid would automatically accumulate on the steps, but after he stood for a short while, the black liquid had already reached the middle of his calf.

"Climbing the steps to see the emperor is a kind of spiritual brainwashing, and this black viscous liquid is also a kind of spiritual brainwashing."

He only let go of the control of his mind a little, and he was able to hear countless noisy and chaotic voices, all of which revealed evil feelings, but each voice was full of temptation, as if this was enough to lure people into the abyss. .

"Unfortunately, it doesn't work for me."

Cyril shook his head, then raised his legs.

The step in front of him immediately emanated a strong attraction, as if it was going to pull his legs to land on it.But Cyril simply ignored the traction of this force, and stepped on the third step with the first step.

The black water distributed on the steps immediately went berserk, they didn't allow any beings to resist their will.The black water began to flow, and the sound of the water was mighty, and it even gradually turned into a rushing wave, trying to wash Cyril down directly.

But Cyril just spoke softly:
"The Brilliant Realm."

The power created by Yilandar, the heart of the tree, is the one with the strongest ability to clean up dirt and the strongest explosive ability in the field of power governed by the God of Nature.

The bright golden light spread from under his feet. The black liquid was powerful one second, and ran away like a rat after seeing a cat, but the light chased them until it completely evaporated. stop.

The black water on the remaining 95 long steps in front of him was evaporated in an instant, and the smooth as new long steps revealed the texture of white jade, as if regaining the majesty of the past.

And Cyril stepped forward again.

Every time he took a step, a step cracked, and then it was completely reduced to powder.

When he stood at the end of the steps, facing the throne in the palace, the long steps behind him were all broken.

He raised his head and looked at the tall figure who was still sleeping on the throne.

That figure was covered in black mist, but it could still be seen that its identity was extraordinary.He was wearing exquisite and gorgeous costumes, and on his head was a crown that looked plain but was extremely precious to the whole world.

Crown of Saint Emma.

The moment he saw the crown, Cyril knew the identity of the man who was sleeping and soaked in pollution.

The current emperor of St. Emma, ​​the third emperor of the Herries Dynasty, "The Great" Uriel I.

And aware of the arrival of the person who broke through the long steps, the sleeping emperor trembled slightly.

Then opened his eyes.

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Tris shook his legs, sitting on the city wall, overlooking the battlefield below.

This battlefield seems to be a one-sided situation. As he said, the combat power of the ancestor hunters is far better than these dragon knights. They were originally designed to suppress the filth. Facing these filthy elite miscellaneous fish The suppressive force is really too astonishing.

But this superior situation did not make the female knight leader below any vigilant. On the contrary, she has been standing at the gate of the city, holding her silver sword in her hand.

"What is Captain Christine waiting for?" Caroline's voice sounded, "Rush straight up, click, chop up all these earth dragons, and then go help Cyril."

"She's worried." Tris's voice was extremely quiet.

"Worry? What's there to worry about? Aren't all these earth dragons destroyed?"

"Yeah..." Triss was a little helpless. Although Caroline did study a lot more seriously than before, this seriousness was only relative to herself-her potential hadn't been tapped to the full. too far.

"Eno, Monroe, Shiffin, Leander."

"Danya's four major followers, their names are crowned with the realm names under the Danya system - you have said it many times."

"Yeah." Triss raised his voice, "Have you ever thought about how many of these four followers are still filthy?"

"The filth of Ino perishes on the field beyond San Hytel."

"The filth of Monroe perishes in Cyrohill."

"The only ones remaining are Shiffin and Leander, and Leander is the one Adrian is facing directly."

"Then do you think, as a gift to 'welcome' us, Danya will just prepare us a group of ground dragons that can be crushed casually?"

"Earth Dragon..." Caroline murmured, and then controlled her body to jump up:

"Doesn't that mean that Captain Christine is going to face the remaining 'Xifen'?"

"Yes, exactly."

"How can this work?" Caroline became anxious, "Although Captain Christine is also very powerful, but he is not Cyril, how could he beat Xifen?"

"Of course it's impossible to win." Triss said slowly, "Ino and Monroe, together, may not be Xifen's opponent."

"Then let Cyril come back quickly..."

"And Hiffin plus the first two are not necessarily Leander's opponents."

Caroline was choked by Tris's words, she hummed anxiously for a long time, and finally could only shout:
"Then, then you hurry up, you hurry down and help her..."

The current body control is in the hands of Tris, if Tris is not willing to give way, it is impossible for her to snatch the control of her own body.

Normally, it was only Triss who had no intention of occupying her body. It was only after entering the city that Triss took the initiative to take control of her body.

"Help her?" Tris chuckled softly, "Sorry, I can't."

Caroline's consciousness opened her eyes wide.

She had countless things to say, and many strange thoughts popped up in her consciousness:

Could it be that Tris, who occupies his body, is actually the worst villain. He has used Cyril until now, just to bring him to St. Helcoent and complete the ultimate goal of destroying the world?
No, I have to stop him, I can't let him...

Before she could figure out what measures to take, Tris' voice sounded again:

"Don't get it wrong, Caroline."

"I have indeed been waiting until now, and every minute and every second in the future, I will use it to accumulate strength."

"Don't forget, after Shiffin and Leander, is the real end."

"Danya—"

The girl stood up, her scarlet eyes staring straight at the darkness in the distance.

That is the source of most all filth.

(End of this chapter)