Heart of the Castle

Chapter 682 Bloody battle against the undead, Dirk doubts

"If I were to command, this city should have been breached long ago." Seeing the team of low-level undead such as skeletons, zombies, and wraiths retreating from the front in a mess, the burly Scourge Knight, who was as tall as a giant bear, The deputy head of the regiment, Sarabel, rolled his lips and commented, the two gray beards on his lips were twitching displeased with his voice. "No cooperation, fear of loss, retreat after a slight setback, has the war wisdom under the skulls of those liches decayed along with their brains?"

"Taking Dirk City, I think many people can do it, it's just a matter of loss, but in this way, we won the battle and lost the war." Another death knight said in a deep voice Having said different opinions, his face seemed to have been shattered into dozens of pieces, and then re-kneaded together by a poor craftsman, which looked a chilling and weird feeling. "Although we have not received a clear order, from the very beginning, it was not His Majesty Anriot's real purpose to break through Dirk City, which is completely certain from the fact that the Scourge Knights were arranged here.

"Cowards will always find some plausible excuses for themselves." The deputy head of Sarabel snorted heavily, "Shattered face, tell me, what will happen if you capture Dirk City?" What bad result?"

"The leader of the Broken Face team is right, deputy leader Saraber, if you can put your mind on things other than slaughter and blood, then you won't make such a mistake." Standing in two The leader of the Scourge Knights among the high-level death knights suddenly spoke in a muddy and broken voice, stopping the quarrel between the two subordinates. "The mission objective of the Scourge Knights has been clarified. It is not Dirk City, but the Griffin Lord Levi Stone who came to rescue Dirk City!"

Unlike other death knights, the leader's head did not stay between his shoulders, but was clamped under his ribs like a helmet, and a sword mark as deep as a chasm divided his entire face into two halves, left and right. The skin and flesh of the wound turned black, and a pale skull could be seen in the middle.When he spoke, the voice came from the abdominal cavity, but the head under the ribs also squirmed its mouth, pulled the scar, and showed a terrifying smile.

"The target is the Griffin Lord Liviston?" The team leader of the Broken Face took a step back. Through the cracked face, one could tell that his expression was very ugly, as if someone had stabbed a dagger in his chest. Same. "Commander Eupondra, if that's the case, please allow me to refuse to participate in this mission."

"Refused? Ha, a coward really is a coward. Just hearing a name, you are so timid that you want to run away?" Deputy head Sarabel said loudly, as if this could turn the words in his mouth into a conclusion, and then he went from A two-handed giant sword was drawn from his waist, and the blade was covered with strange and unspeakable runes, "Master, give this coward to me, and I will give him his face that was glued together with great difficulty. Break it once, let him firmly remember how the Scourge Knights dealt with the traitors and cowards who fled the battle!"

Captain Upondra didn't answer right away, but looked at the broken face coldly with the head clamped under his ribs. "Tell me your reason, Team Leader of Broken Face." When he finally spoke, his tone was as calm as the surface of a lake without waves, "Why did you refuse to accept the mission? For the Knights of the Templars, refusing the tasks entrusted by your superiors is no different from running away, and death without honor will be your only end."

"Master Upondra, taking the lead in dealing with Li Weiston is a mission that must die. It doesn't make any difference whether you die here or there." Broken Face shrugged, and then drew out his saber, "This point, evil Andusias the Lord of Power has to believe it, Strath the Lord of the Bones has to believe it, and I have to believe it too. If you don't believe it, then let Sarabel kill me, but I won't sit still. "

Sarabel's expression was distorted by the provocative words, but because the head of the Scourge Knights, Eupondra, did not give the order, he could only spat fiercely to the side. "Master, why are you still hesitating? Let me kill him."

"Hesitate whether to let a foolish and foolish man go down and die in vain." When Eupondra answered, Sarabel's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, "The fighting spirit of Shattered Face and your The difference is almost the same, but your swordsmanship is far above yours, I am not optimistic about whether you can win the final victory."

"Master, you just said that I... I will lose? Lose to this guy who was scared out of his wits by a human?" Sarabel's face suddenly became black. From the perspective of the death knight, This is a similar expression to the blushing face of the living, "How is this possible, you must have made a mistake somewhere!"

"Andusias, the lord of fel energy, is one of the seven members of the highest council. Although his strength is not the strongest, he is already close to the threshold of the legendary necromancer. The death knight he created with all his heart and soul is no matter how strong it is No surprise." Eupondra snorted, held his head in both hands, and turned to the direction of the death knight with a broken face, "Am I right, Team Leader of the Broken Face... no, you should be called the Solitary of the Dusk Wolf, His Excellency the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, Rest in Peace."

"Hispros has been personally beheaded by the leader of the Resting Templar Knights Cursed World Black Sun. Now there is only Broken Face, the captain of the Scourge Knights, and no Lone Wolf of Twilight." Broken Face replied, holding his sword Withdrawing the sheath, "It seems that we can't fight anymore, Commander Upondra, with all due respect, you probably don't know who the enemy you are about to face is?"

"It's nothing more than a kid who hasn't had time to grow all the fluff on his mouth!" Deputy head Sarabel also sheathed his sword, but muttered indignantly in his mouth.

"Griffon Lord Li Weiston, a 16-year-old great knight, the actual controller of the Northern Territory, the rumored patron of the God of the Earth, and the spiritual leader of the Griffin Knights and the Temple of the Earth. Sue the deceased’s high-level plan.” Upondra replied in a serious tone, “This is a difficult opponent, whether it is the strength he has or luck. But there is a fatal one in his character. Perhaps because he is too young, he will try his best to defend every town in the war, trying to protect every citizen belonging to the Kingdom of Arthur, which gives us a chance to lure him into the trap..."

"Master Eupondra, I'm not just talking about Li Weiston himself." Broken Face interrupted abruptly, "It's another person, the leader of the Knights of the Rest Templar—Cursed World Black day."

A sharp light suddenly flashed in Eupondra's eyes, "Curse the world?" The surprise in his tone was completely undisguised, "Hasn't the Knights Templar in Rest already accompanied Andusias, the lord of fel energy?" Destroyed together? No death knight, except you, who was not part of the battle, escaped that unfortunate defeat, and Black Sun of the Cursed World was no exception, due to an accidental encounter with the Exalted Lich Master, a soul-comforter. And his soul is in the hands of Andusias, even if he escaped by chance at that time, he will probably be wiped out with the death of the Lord of Fel Energy now, right?"

Broken Face shook his head very slightly, "Although I can't explain it exactly, I have a hunch that the Black Sun of Cursed World has not been destroyed, and the black-armored knight who always personally protects Levi Stone in the information is probably it's him."

"It's impossible." Sarabel retorted without thinking, the big death knight's voice is really loud enough, even when he speaks normally, it seems to be growling, "Shattered face, you won't forget our identities Right? We are death knights. We used to be the sword and shield of the kingdom of eternal night guarding the sleeper Kuximu, but now we are the loyal minions of the corrupt lord Anriott to clean the world. Ordinary people will see us as soon as they see us. The whole body will tremble, and the brave knights and warriors will rush forward and fight as if seeing a life-and-death enemy, until one side is completely down. That knight has been following that human kid, how could it be a cursed day?"

"Of course he won't announce his identity as a death knight. The Knights of the Rest Templar used to have some alchemy props, which can cover up the aura of death knights and make them look like living people." Broken Face touched from under the breastplate He took out an old necklace, then looked at the cracked mark on the pendant and shrugged, "This is the alchemy tool I used to wear, but it has been damaged."

Eupondra took the necklace and inspected it carefully, then nodded and said, "This thing does have the ability to conceal the breath, but I'm afraid it can only be effective against the strength below the dissipated fighting spirit, and the one next to Levi Ston This black-armored knight is recognized as a sword-wielding earl, and judging from his record, he may have hidden some of his strength."

"I just provided such a possible way of thinking, since there are alchemy props that can cover the dissipated Dou Qi, maybe there will be props that can cover the Dou Qi Tianhua, and there may even be stronger ones." Broken Face said, Taking the necklace back from Eupondra's hand, he tucked it back under the breastplate. "The black-armored knight in the information used a giant iron star sword. Apart from Curse World Black Sun, I have never heard of a similar weapon anywhere."

The deputy head of Sarabel pouted, "It's not difficult to explain," he said, "The Knights Templar in Rest were destroyed in Green Castle, and of course that sword became the trophy of human knights."

"Few humans are willing to use the equipment of the death knight, because there are often various dark magic curses attached to it, not to mention that the stellar iron giant sword is indeed forged using dark alchemy, if ordinary humans use it, they will inevitably suffer backlash .” The broken-faced tone explained with some impatience.

"Even if that person really curses the world, there is nothing to be afraid of." Sarabel patted the hilt of the giant sword at his waist and said, "I am very interested in trying his star iron giant sword and mine. Compared with the Calamity Sword, which one is sharper. Taking a step back, even if I am not his opponent, there is still Captain Upondra. The leader has the strength of the peak of Dou Qi and Tianhua, and he also has the power to control death. The soul-binding armor of the Seven Spiritual Treasures is completely capable of competing with that knight Osiris in the Kingdom of Arthur, let alone a mere cursed black sun."

"No, Deputy Captain Sarabel, you are wrong." Yupondra stroked the sword mark on her face with her right hand, and the burning green light in her eyes was so cold that it made people feel chills, "Although all There is one of the seven secret treasures of the dead, but the strength of the cursed world and the black sun is indeed higher than mine, and it was back when he only had the human skin scroll. Strath, the master of bones who presides over natural disasters and plagues, is strange in the four southern counties Missing, and the whereabouts of the Death Moon Magic Orb in his hand is unknown, if it is also obtained by Cursed World Black Sun, the gap between us will only become wider."

"Become bigger?" The expression of the deputy head of Sarabel suddenly froze, as if he heard something terrible, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "You are already at the peak of fighting spirit, you are better than Your stronger power, could it be...could it be..."

"That's right, catastrophe fighting spirit, or to go further, he has already stepped on the threshold that no death knight has ever stepped on!" Eupondra was trembling with excitement, the expression on his face was distorted and broken by the sword mark , Can't tell whether it's excitement or gnashing of teeth. "Deputy leader Sarabel, pass my order, all members of the Scourge Knights are ready to attack immediately!"

"Of order, Commander!" Sarabel also seemed a little strangely excited. He raised his hand and slammed the breastplate, then strode away shaking the black cloak behind him.

Broken Face opened his mouth wide in confusion, "What's going on?" He thought dejectedly and incomprehensibly, "Isn't everything going well? Isn't it going to convince them soon? Gods, what is it?" Something went wrong?" Then a nameless anger filled his chest, making his throat feel like it was burning, and he had to spit it out quickly.

"Master Upondra!" Broken Face took a step forward and shouted sharply, his tone was as fierce as swords clashing, "Can't you listen to what I just said? Don't we death knights be another Have a vision? Do you want the Scourge Knights to be wiped out like the Knights Templar in Rest?"

"It's you who don't understand, Hispros, we have to go see him." Seeing the broken face and wanting to continue speaking, Eupondra made a gesture to stop him, "No, it's not Li Weston, even the task assigned by the corrupt lord Anliott is not important anymore. The most important thing now is the catastrophe fighting spirit. If it matches the rumors, it is the symbol of the legendary Scourge knight, and it is the symbol of all our death knights. O true leader!"

Eupondra's words hit Broken Face's head like a bolt from the blue, making his mind go blank. He couldn't remember when the leader of the Scourge Knights left. When he came back to his senses, there was only There was nothing left of the night.A burst of noise came from not far from the right. Broken Face remembered that it was the direction of the Scourge Knights' camp. It sounded like the entire Knights were ready to move out. The loud voices of Rabel's deputy commander giving orders were mixed together.Fortunately, the death knight's skeleton warhorse will not neigh like ordinary warhorses, otherwise the chaos in the ear will increase several times.

Broken Face continued to stand in the darkness for several minutes before making up his mind and walking in the direction of the team he was leading.He didn't know whether the reason given by Captain Eupondra was true, but no matter what, he had to face the nightmare in his life.Thoughts belonging to Hispros and Chrismirefis mingled in his mind, making him unable to tell who he was, as if he had turned from head to toe into a cruel and cruel death knight, It seems that he is still the young and energetic son of a country nobleman.

Perhaps only when facing the Curse World Black Sun and his stellar iron giant sword can he find his true self, even if it means permanent destruction.

When Broken Face returned to the camp, although his heart was still turbulent, his face had roughly returned to calm. Fortunately, the death knight's veins were filled with icy, rotting blood, and what they lacked most was concern and other similar Emotions.Even the team directly under Broken Face didn't notice the abnormal emotions in his heart, they just prepared to attack as quickly as possible.

Compared with the former Knights Templar in Rest, the Scourge Knights are not inferior in terms of quality or number. A total of 240 death knights wearing black heavy armor lined up in six squares. Under the hazy moonlight, she was ready to go.The head of the regiment, Upondra, is fully armed and is at the forefront of the battle formation. A black chain runs through his helmeted head and hangs on the right side of the saddle of the skeleton horse under his crotch, shaking slightly in the night wind.Broken Face couldn't help but feel a little curious, wanting to know how the head of the group adjusted his vision during the battle.But before he could completely turn his thoughts around, a deep, deep and mournful horn sounded from the vast night, and Captain Upondra immediately raised his saber high and then swung it downward.

"Let's all go! Stay in line, no order, no attack!" The loud voice of the deputy head of Sarabel sounded again.Because the voice of Captain Upondra is too deep and vague, it is difficult to reach far, all orders are relayed by the deputy commander with a loud voice like thunder. The thick armor full of evil and strange magic patterns, many people regard Sarabel as the head of the Scourge Knights, while ignoring the truly dangerous Headless Horseman.

The skeleton warhorse under his crotch suddenly rushed forward, interrupting the wild thoughts of the broken face, with the idea of ​​​​figuring out who he is, the former lone wolf of dusk galloped, closely following the natural disaster flag ahead, and ran Into the deep night.

(End of this chapter)