The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 215 No.12, Act [-] Wait... Wait till you die! (two in one)

The wooden door was shattered amidst the screams, and sawdust fell on the ground one after another. An orange-red light pierced into the empty wooden house, clearly reflecting a ferocious face.

Fujimaru Tachika was a little startled, the person who came was not the hideous goblin goblins as expected, but the caravan leader who was traveling with him at the gate of Lihe City.

While Fujimaru Tachika saw the scene outside the door, the other party also noticed this side at the same time. The middle-aged man with a thick beard whistled happily, and his greedy eyes swept across Fujimaru Tachika's face again. He turned to another silver-haired girl hiding in Fujimaru Tatsuka's arms.

"So you are here." As he spoke, the man raised his shining short knife, and the sporadic blood stains on the tip of the knife showed that he was not a kind person. He proudly raised his chin to the two weak girls in front of him: "Come with us."

As soon as he finished speaking, several men sprang out from behind him, almost squeezing the narrow wooden door tightly.

The unmistakable smell of blood in the air speaks silently.Fujimaru Tachika clenched her fists and wanted to stand up, but before that, Caster squeezed her hands calmly.

Caster turned sideways and buried his face in Fujimaru Tachika's arms, taking advantage of this position Caster shook his head slightly.

"Don't be impulsive."

The voice was extremely low, but it made Fujimaru Tachika calm down a little. She stared at the man outside the door with red eyes: "What did you do to the villagers here?"

But the man ignored Fujimaru Tatsuka directly, she raised her chin towards the two people behind her, and immediately two people rushed into the room, grabbed Fujimaru Tachika's arms and dragged them towards the door.

"you……"

Fujimaru Tachika was about to reprimand but was slapped directly.

"elder sister!"

The weak female voice had a hint of crying, and Caster let out a short cry, and was carried out of the house with his arms crossed.

Just as he was dragged out of the door, he could clearly feel waves of heat rushing towards him.

The bewildered and helpless look on Caster's face became more real. She thought the orange color outside was the sunset in the evening, but she never thought it was artificial arson.

The two were pushed and pushed forward, and along the way, some young women from the village were detained by men from time to time to join in.

House after house was set on fire, lighting up almost half of the sky.

Caster lowered his head and waited to be among the crying village girls, saving even the effort to fake cry.

She was paying attention to the movements of Fujimaru Tachika, but fortunately the girl was still obedient and did not show any more limelight.

The team leader scanned the young girls in custody one by one, and finally landed on Fujimaru Tachika with satisfaction: "Ah, this time it's really a bumper harvest... Didn't leave any tails?"

When he said the last sentence, he looked at the young man beside him with scrutiny.

"Kill all who should be killed."

Hearing this sentence, the sobs of the village girls who had suppressed their crying began to expand, and they listened to the sobs one after another with satisfaction.

The young man shut his mouth tactfully, and he beckoned a few people to open the bulging bag, and a disgusting smell of corruption gushed out.

The bag was not the product the other party claimed at first, but a crumpled goblin corpse.

The goblin was poured out, and the ugly green creature rolled down on the ground and lay on the ground in a circle. Suddenly, there were several corpses in the originally empty square.

Caster looked at this scene with interest—I thought it was just a robber disguised as a businessman, but he didn't expect it to be a remnant?

With such a large number of goblin corpses collected, there is no doubt that the caravan in front of them once served in a certain knight order, but it is not known whether it belongs to the King of Hundred Knights or some other miscellaneous lord.

But I can think of using goblins to confuse the public...

"Before those damn Camelot knights come, take this batch of goods and leave."

The bearded man spoke to the deputy beside him, and at the same time he walked towards Fujimaru Tachika with a grinning grin.

——Although they are doing things for the lord, you can still keep one or two of the good ones.

Obviously, his target is Fujimaru Tachika.

Immediately, Caster couldn't maintain the mentality of watching the show, she glanced at the last sunset in the sky, and couldn't help clenching her teeth.

--hold on.

Moreover, in order to leave the village as soon as possible, he will not—

The bearded man put his hands on Fujimaru Tatsuka's body, put his arms around the girl's shoulders, and tried to force her onto the horse's back.

Seeing that the other party wanted to perform a two-line operation, Caster immediately raised his head, but happened to see the panicked Fujimaru Tachika also looking at her.

Caster glanced sideways at an extremely fast speed, and the last corner of the setting sun was still firmly maintained.

——Be patient!

At most, he would be taken advantage of. If he told Fujimaru Tachika afterwards that everything was to save humanity, with the character of the other party, he would definitely...

The cold wind brushed her cheeks, and the man walked past her holding Fujimaru Tachika.

The breath belonging to Tachika Fujimaru brushed the tip of her nose, as if she was saying her final farewell.

She raised her head again, but the setting sun seemed to want to see this scene, always retaining the last ray of scorching light, dispelling the darkness in the distance together with the surrounding houses that were quietly burning.

His chest was as hot as a fire.

"Hey, Hairy Monkey."

She opened her mouth suddenly and turned around to look at the bearded man who just passed her by.

The abnormality on her side quickly attracted the attention of several other robbers, and they approached this side while yelling.

Caster took a deep breath, with a mischievous smile on his face: "Hey, it's called you, a long-haired monkey. If you are so impatient to be in heat, you have to find a good partner. You have to evolve at least a hundred thousand Only once can the species gap between you and her be erased."

"You bastard—!"

After finally realizing that he was being scolded, the bearded man pushed Fujimaru Tachika down and drew out the dagger from his waist.

Caster was not afraid at all, she reached out and pulled off her hood, and lifted the silver hair on her ear, the bearded man and the other robbers who rushed around stopped at the same time after seeing the pointed elf ears that were obviously different from humans Footsteps, not only these men, but also the crying women shut their mouths together, their eyes widened and they retreated a distance in horror.

The expression on Caster's face remained unchanged after noticing everything around him.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing." Caster's voice gradually became presumptuous. She observed the situation on Fujimaru Tachika's side from the corner of her eye, but there was no sign of showing weakness in her mouth: "It should be said that you work harder. One hundred thousand times of evolution should be enough to pull it over to breed with goblins."

"Humanoid... goblin."

The bearded man bent down as if facing a big enemy, and put the dagger in front of him, but then he sneered again: "But you should be more afraid of meeting the knights of Camelot than we are?"

"I'm sorry, but your tone of voice made me..."

Before finishing a sentence, Caster only felt a pain in the head, and then dizziness flooded her brain, she tried to keep her balance, and immediately turned her head to see the man who was about to punch him again.

The jewel-like red color in her pupils faded instantly, and her eyes, one blue and one golden, stared straight at the man in front of her.

"I'm super afraid of pain."

The voice became gentle and delicate, and at the same time as he heard the voice, the man who was about to throw his second punch showed a confused look on his face.

The look of struggling flashed past, and then he suddenly took a step forward and used his body to help Caster block the sword blade coming from the front. The short stab in his hand sank into the flesh in an instant, and with two "plop plop", the two bodies fell one after the other. Using the two bodies as a cover, Caster quickly stepped back.

"Go together!"

The short battle just now made the bearded leader see some clues. He directed the rest of his men to rush forward, but noticed the other party's eyes that were shining brightly in the dark.

Caster hid among the surrounding peasant women, and a notebook floated out of nowhere as she ran, but it was well concealed by the chaotic crowd.

After all, the number of robbers was much higher. Even with the cover of the dark sky, Caster was instantly surrounded by his bright silver hair.

At this time, the setting sun finally sank into the ground, and the sky completely darkened.

Then one head after another seemed to be wiped by some invisible blade, and a large column of blood sprayed from the neck instantly covered the ground.

And with the falling corpses and the blood spilled, only the bearded man at the back was left alone. He subconsciously took half a step back, but the next moment he only felt his body lighten, and then his five In an instant, the limbs were torn apart and smashed to pieces by the wind blade.

The torso with only one head left fell to the ground, and the severe pain came late at this time. Before he could cry out, the manic wind penetrated into his lungs and chest cavity along his opened mouth , but the wind still poured into his lungs one after another, until his chest bulged high, as if the lungs were about to rush out of his ribs.

Caster stepped on the other's protruding lung, and the girl's eyes showed a cruel and tyrannical light in the dark night.

"Now, it's getting dark."

As she spoke, she did not forget to trample hard on her feet, staring at the iron-blue face of the other party, Caster's smile became more and more gentle.

Caster bent down and slapped the opponent's face, followed by the second, and the third, loud slaps followed one after another, as if to retaliate for the opponent's slap on Fujimaru Tachika just now.

"Caster..."

Fujimaru Tachika suddenly made a sound, and she gestured with her eyes, but Caster returned a reassuring look.

"This was originally a magic trick used against Tristan."

She stepped back a few steps and said regretfully, the sixth page of the magic handbook floating beside her gradually became blank.

With a snap of her fingers, her bearded lungs, which had swollen to the extreme, exploded, blood-colored filth dripping out.

- Chong!

The expression on Caster's face didn't change at all, she smiled and turned her head to look at the somewhat surprised purple-haired young man.

Wind Whisper Magic faithfully guarded Caster's side, tightly entangled with the sword that was coming from diagonally above for her.

"After watching it for so long, are you finally willing to come out?"

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a divine light flickered in her pupils again.

"As a knight, we were allowed to be bullied by robbers just now, Lord Knight, why are you just watching..."

There was a moment of trance on the face of the purple-haired man, but the trance soon subsided, but it was only a moment of stupor, and his sword had been taken away by the wind.

"That way we'll have a fair duel."

The letter and the sword floated around Caster's body. She reached out to touch the sword, but she clearly felt the resistance on the sword.

"The sword made by the fairy in the lake..."

Seeing the protection of the lake fairy on the sword, which can be called the anti-counterfeiting mark, Caster's eyes flashed with reminiscence.

"Knight Lancelot, is it your turn?"

"I'm not a knight." Lancelot's tone was blunt. He stepped back a few steps and walked to a robber. He picked up the dagger that fell on the ground with his feet, and half bent down to pick it up. His eyes were fixed from beginning to end. Did not leave Caster.

But beyond Lancelot's expectation, the despicable half-elf who could use charm watched him rearm.

Holding the weapon in his hand again made Lancelot feel at ease.

"Aren't you a knight? Then why are you chasing me down? I was also classified as a fairy by humans."

"I was entrusted by the Fairy of the Lake and the Fairy of the Mirror to find you—the human who killed the Fairy of the Rain Clan."

Pursing his lips, Caster raised his hands and rushed towards Lancelot with the scattered airflow. The invisible wind blade that easily killed the robbers in an instant didn't work for Lancelot. He moved as calmly as if he could see everything. One block to block the wind blade, while perching forward.

Caster counted silently in her heart. She mobilized the wind blade to block other positions of Lancelot, and used [Undestroyed Lake Light] to block Lancelot's only way. The two blades collided with each other. .

Obviously it didn't use much effort, even just a very ordinary collision, but with a crisp sound, Fanpin's dagger broke under the collision with [Indestructible Lake Light], Lancelot had to use the hilt of the sword to block the turbulent The coming wind blade retreated at the same time.

Using the strength of the hilt, he rolled on the ground and picked up the sword again.

The overwhelming wind blades rushed towards Lancelot one after another, but Caster didn't hold back. Although Lancelot defended desperately, his weapon was destroyed under the overwhelming attack.

Controlling the wind to blow away the weapons around Lancelot, Caster took the initiative to step forward this time, and the wind dragged her body so that she instantly arrived in front of Lancelot.

There was a divine light in her eyes again, and a confused expression appeared on Lancelot's face again.

[Undestroyed Lake Light] Slashed towards Lancelot's shoulder under the mobilization of the wind.

The purple-haired man stretched out his hand abruptly, and grabbed Wu Ruihuguang's sword blade. Blood gushed from the wound, but Lancelot didn't seem to have heard of it. The movement of his hand changed and he easily grabbed the hilt of the sword. There was a dazzling brilliance, the blade wiped out a burst of dazzling blue, and chopped off a few strands of silver hair.

"Tsk." Caster clicked his tongue a little: "Even if you're just an ordinary human being now, you still can't subdue it easily."

——But it's just a little troublesome... It's not enough to use another storage magic.

Estimating the duration of the wind language magic, Caster came to a conclusion in her mind, she turned her head and wanted Fujimaru Tachika to stay away a little.

On the other side, Lancelot, who had been taught a lesson once, didn't rush forward this time. He bent down and stared at Caster guardedly, but he couldn't wait for the next move of [Despicable Half Fairy Lolita].

He was a little puzzled, but when he raised his head, he found that Caster's eyes were not on him at all.

Caster's face became gloomy, she looked at Fujimaru Tachika who was standing beside her with her hands on her chest, but her gaze went directly over the Phantom Fall.

"Merlin!"

　Two in one big chapter daze
　　
　
(End of this chapter)