Warhammer Seal

Chapter 137

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying scythe appeared out of thin air, and something more than 30 meters long flew towards Wen De immediately.

Wherever the sickle goes, everything, whether it is grass or trees, whether it is stones or insects, even the soul can be cut into two.

Heinrich already had no mana points. Even if the wind of death in Carcassonne was abundant at this time, it would take 13 seconds for him to recover a little mana.

"This guy must be dead now."

But as the smoke cleared, what appeared in front of him was not the tattered corpse that he expected.

Wende was still standing, and grabbed the magic sickle flying towards him with his bare hands, and then with a little force with his right hand, the magic was completely dissipated.

This made Heinrich stunned. He had never seen such a situation when he grew up.

Even if the current King of Bretonnia, Lawn, is here, his shield blessed by the Goddess of the Lake only has 40% magic resistance.

And the Wende in front of him may have reached 90% magic resistance.

Just as he was distracted, Wende charged forward, knocked Heinrich to the ground with the butt of his gun, and then lay directly on top of him.

The necromancer was unpredictable, Wen De could only firmly hold Heinrich who was already lying on the ground, and at the same time punched and punched, greeting the necromancer's face with his fist the size of a sandbag.

First, his nose was broken, then his few teeth were blown away, and finally his eyes were swollen from Wende's punch.

"Enough! I think you really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and you have never seen the great power of a necromancer!"

Wende punched him directly again.

"and then?"

Then no matter how many times Heinrich wanted to use magic, he couldn't cast it, as if he was floating in the water, and his mana was so soft that he couldn't refine it at all.

He could only protest by hitting Wende's fist with his own face.

It's a pity that Wende is not the body of a living saint, and a body that has not been blessed by the Holy Grail will still get tired after all.

After hundreds of punches, even though Heinrich's face was swollen into a pig's head, Wende was exhausted and became out of breath.

This gave Heinrich a good chance to get out of Wende's control immediately. After running a certain distance, he felt the magic return to him.

Immediately transformed himself into a bat, and fled towards his lair in the Gray Mountains.

Wen De, who had no time to pick up the gun, could only pick up a few stones from the ground and throw them at the necromancer, but unfortunately they missed.

Now is not the time for pursuit. Although the trouble of one legendary lord has been solved, the other legendary lord, the Red Duke, is not an easy guy to deal with.

He immediately took a few steps back, picked up his rifle, and rushed towards the gate of Carcassonne.

"You are too weak, die!"

To be honest, Ryan's ability to persist for 10 minutes has reached his limit. If other chivalrous knights came, he would be chopped off by the Red Duke in less than 3 minutes.

Now Ryan is obviously exhausted and has many wounds on his body. If he hadn't protected himself with excellent equipment, he might have lost his life now.

The knight's sense of honor compelled him to take up arms once more, and prepare for his honorable death.

But at this moment, he felt that his shoulder was pushed heavily, and then he lay powerlessly on the ground, and was dragged away from the battlefield by Ruixi who arrived later.

"Despicable, you actually broke Bretonnia's single-handed tradition, despicable, too despicable!"

The Red Duke looked angrily at Milton in front of him, and the latter flicked his hat lightly, and then took out his rapier.

"One-on-one? No problem. Isn't it reasonable for you to single-handedly challenge all of us?"

"Shameless, go to hell."

"Speaking of shamelessness, is there anything more shameless than a vampire in this world? Oh, yes, a knight transformed into a vampire."

The glib tongue has always been Milton's tone of voice. Provoking others with words can be a good way to see through others' flaws and create a very effective advantage for himself.

"I said you, a bright red sound, did you come to the aunt? How did you get it all over your body?"

Neither vampires nor knights have any verbal advantages, especially vampires transformed from knights, and they have no experience in spraying people.

He was easily irritated by Milton, and rushed forward yelling.

Cursing is swearing, but you can't take it lightly when analyzing your strength.

Despise the enemy strategically and overestimate the opponent in battle. These two points have been used by Milton for a long time.

But until today, he encountered the biggest problem in his life: facing the charge of the Red Duke.

"The Tyrells never retreat!"

After finishing speaking, Milton immediately dodged sideways, making the Red Duke's charge come to nothing.

"But the Tyrells can dodge deftly."

After such a charge and the previous battle between Ryan and the Red Duke, many things can be analyzed.

Milton can only hold on for 8 minutes.

That's right, Wende's original plan was to delay time.

Hold the Red Duke until Wende gets rid of Heinrich, which can invalidate the necromancy, at least to ensure that all the skeletons and zombies who are about to attack the city will fall down again.

As for what to do next, Wind did not give any plan.

Most things need to be taken step by step. Foresight only belongs to those geniuses with extraordinary insight.

But taking one step at a time does not mean giving up resistance completely and letting things develop on their own, but thinking about the countermeasures in the future while walking.

At least he was fighting alone. Milton had room to maneuver. After some contact, he still found that he was far from the opponent of the Red Duke, and he could only last for 5 minutes at most.

But as the battle progressed, Milton felt gradually relaxed.

"That's not right. Vampires have a lot of physical strength, and they won't lose too much physical strength due to wheel battles."

Although Milton didn't know why the Red Duke's attack frequency had decreased, he could analyze the ever-changing battle patterns.

I can persist for 5 minutes, persist for 7 minutes, persist for 9 minutes!
Of course, all of this is not due to the Red Duke's physical problems, but Wende who has solved Heinrich has come from afar.

No matter how powerful a vampire is, it is a magically enhanced creature.

All it takes is something that counters magic to weaken a vampire's power.

Whether it's wooden stakes or silverware, it's best to put Wende in the barrel to bomb the vampires, the effect is very good.

Ryan on the side has also recovered from his injuries. Although such a style of fighting as a wheel is detrimental to chivalry, he has accumulated so much in chivalry, and it can be consumed in a wave.

Immediately blocked the Red Duke's knife slashing at Milton, and prepared for the two to work together, together with Ruixi, Sanying will fight Lu Bu, and he will definitely be able to beat Lu Bu to call him foster father.

Victory is impossible, but it is possible for the Red Duke to retreat due to the harassment of the three of them.

Little did they know that just as the three of them were in the middle of their battle with the Red Duke, a sharp arrow flew out from the nearby woods.

"Whoosh!"

　Thank you [twwyzh] for the monthly pass and the reward, and thank you [Stay Nail Brother] for the monthly pass.

　　No matter what kind of battle occurs, don't use your own weaknesses to attack the strengths of others, think carefully about your own battlefield advantages, and take good care of them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)