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

Chapter 95 What a total loser (324)

After finally resisting the onslaught of the enemy again, disturbing rumors have spread.

"Lord Menechel, will Camelot City really send reinforcements?"

This is an inquiry from a knight, and the inquirer is just an ordinary attacking knight, and he is not among the ranks that just participated in the discussion.

Hearing the other party's question, Menechel's face immediately changed, and he didn't care about taking a rest. He immediately summoned the knight who was assigned to imprison Vorig, but learned a bad news from him—— During the time, Vorig did not choose to flee or even try to open the city gate, but spread information everywhere like a complete madness.

The other party was also an old knight who had been with him for many years, and Menechel never expected to be betrayed at such a moment.

Just now because he was dragged into a bitter battle, he didn't pay attention for a while, but in retrospect, the performance of the knights under his command was indeed too negative.

"My lord Menechel, what should Knight Volig do?"

"Kill him, and hang his head for public display." Menechel didn't even think about it, he had nothing to say about the betrayer.

Hearing this, the body of the called knight trembled, but he did not dare to retreat without saying a word.

Watching the other party leave, Menechel dared to close his eyes again.

He didn't dare to fall asleep, he knew that the enemy's next wave of attack would not be too long, how long could he support the city of Galu?
Menechel calculated that if he guarded the city wall without resting for a moment, he would be able to block it for another three days at most.

But even so, there is still a gap of three days.

A roar woke Menechel up from his nap, and his drowsiness disappeared immediately. He bounced off the ground almost instantly, and picked up the spear in one hand, but his eyes had already swept towards the city gate.

The roar that almost pierced through the eardrums was very clear to Menechel, it was the sound of the city gate being released.

The purpose of entering was that his deputy and a knight stood beside the city gate, swiped their swords and cut off the sling that controlled the city gate. As if feeling someone's sight, the two raised their heads and faced Menechel. Sight.

"court death!"

Menechel yelled angrily, and his body shot down like lightning, but the two knights ran out of the city at the same time as Menechel uttered.

The tip of the spear swept across, and Menechel dispersed the smoke and dust caused by his landing. When he looked up again, he could only watch the backs of the two fleeing knights from a distance.

But the faint shaking on the ground made Menechel give up the idea of ​​chasing him, and he issued an order to the knight who was a little bit unable to recover from the sudden change on the city wall:

"You guys, immediately control the city gate."

"Master Menechel, the enemy...the enemy has appeared again."

Menechel tightened the spear in his hand, he wanted to speak, but found that he had no one to use—his deputy was among the defectors just now, he gritted his teeth and pointed the point of the spear at a knight casually, because he betrayed him so naturally Not a good tone.

"I'm going to hold back the enemy, you find a few people to seize the time to control the city gate."

Before he had time to explain, Minechel looked at the dark crowd in the distance, and the magic power of dark tones was gradually rendered around him, and he exerted force under his feet, and directly crossed the city gate and crashed into the outside of the city.

Shortly after seeing Menechel rushing out of the city, the knight who was spotted by Minechel rushed to greet several colleagues, but seeing that the knight was still unmoved by him, he couldn't help becoming anxious:
"What are you dawdling about, Lord Menechel will blame you later..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and at this moment he finally found that his colleagues around him were looking at him with deep meaning.

"Mr. Rui Nuo, you should be clear, none of us will survive if we continue."

The knight named Renault swallowed in disbelief, a bad guess formed in his heart.

"If it wasn't for that old thing being so vigilant and holding a gun while sleeping, I would have tied him up and surrendered."

Another knight also spoke at this time. He was one of the first knights to follow Menechel, and because of this he also felt afraid of Menechel, but now as the "city tyrant" Miechel Nachel is no longer there.

"Now is the perfect time to do it."

More and more knights began to speak, and those knights who had never expressed their views chose to remain silent because of the large number of people who spoke.

"You..." Reynolds was so angry that his face turned pale. The young knight drew out the sword at his waist and pointed at his colleagues who were approaching, and said sharply, "Even if I die today, I will not be with you." Kind of maggots join forces!"

He didn't understand why Lord Menechel, who had only fulfilled his duties as city guard, would cause public outrage. Now, Rui Nuo only felt that these former colleagues were very disgusting.

"Do it."

Several nearby guards rushed forward, instantly drowning the knights guarding the city gate.

……

Menechel managed to find a foothold among the crowd, and wanted to turn around to watch the closing of the city gate behind him, but a stabbing spear shattered his illusion.

Why is it so slow.

Menechel thought to himself, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all. The white spear he swung was like a thunder snake. While parrying the attack, the scattered arcs also blocked the surrounding space, forcing the army of thousands of people to confront him. .

The increasingly intense sweet smell in his mouth reminded him again and again that his body was on the verge of its limit.

Once again, he was forced to retreat by the rain of arrows, but Menechel, who was concentrating on guarding against the attack in front of him, ignored the attack from Galo City behind him.

An arrow approached silently, and Menechel only felt a tremor in his left shoulder, his body fell to one side involuntarily, and the spear came out of his hand uncontrollably.

Menechel, who hadn't figured out the source of the attack, endured the severe pain, and released the little magic power left with all his strength.

The subsequent arrows were immediately burned by layers of thunder nets, avoiding the fate of the first knight being shot into a sieve.

His knees went limp, and the overdrawn dizziness made him unable to control his body anymore. He staggered a few steps backwards, and when he came back to his senses again, several spears rushed into his face.

Holding the two spears in the lead, Menechel tried hard to break them apart, but more spears had already swarmed up, scrambling to put on Menechel's neck, forcing his body down.

Consciousness gradually became blurred, but the eyes stubbornly refused to close.

He heard the sound of applause, but couldn't see the face of the applause.

"No. [-] knight, your performance is worthy of your title of No. [-]. If there were no traitors, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to see the scenery in the city of Belu today." Suddenly, he heard someone say so.

A traitor... Well, it turned out that he died under the back arrow of his own people.

A wave of anger rushed to his head, and the already gradually stiff body was filled with new fuel again.

The spear creaked as he squeezed it.

"Look clearly, those people are the ones you are trying to protect." The voice continued to echo in my ears, but it became faintly thinner, as if it was a woman's voice.

"I might as well tell you again that the death of your sister Afriel is also related to the nobles of Camelot City behind Galo City. They are afraid that you will know this in their dreams, and they are afraid of your revenge. They want you to die immediately , why would you send troops to aid you?"

There was a surge of heat in his eyes, and his vision gradually recovered. Under the pressure of several people, Menechel raised his body little by little. The long spear that was originally placed beside him was covered by a layer of black horns. layers isolated.

The tyrannical magic power surged wantonly in the black monster.

"Kill him!"

The female voice in the ear changed from the previous calmness to a male voice in an instant, and Minechel finally recognized that it was Ezequiel's voice.

The tip of the spear could not penetrate the layer of black scales, and was broken from the barrel of the spear.

The abrupt black tail flicked horizontally, easily sweeping away the nearby knights.

Ezequiel looked palely at the creature in front of him that could be called a human just now. The moment his eyes met, it seemed that the fear originating from the biological instinct made him keep backing away.

"withdraw……"

As soon as he made a sound, Ezequiel was roughly pressed against his neck by the tip of his tail.

"I can let you enter Galo City, and I can even help you break Camelot City."

His voice was hoarse like a human, and there was only a beastly brilliance in his blood-colored vertical pupils: "However, after entering the city, you must slaughter all the knights and nobles in the city, and all the people in the city."

　Regarding why Morgan can induce Minai to become a dragon, there is also a foreshadowing in front of this. When Minai slayed the dragon, I specifically pointed out that Morgan and the dragon were old acquaintances

　　
　
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