Black Knight From Blue Star

When the enemy felt the huge amount of dark magic, Hardy had already completed his transformation.

When they thought it was an enemy attack, the Nightmare Knight had already rushed in front of them.

A big man weighing more than ten tons ran over them, like a big stone ball crushing a piece of tofu.

It just flattened.

The current nightmare's hooves are half the body of an ordinary person. With one kick, part of the enemy's body will be turned into pulp.

At the same time, its hooves were still carrying blue flames, mixed with the weak current of the blue dragon's blood.

Then the minced meat becomes roasted meat. In this way, even if the person is not dead for the time being, it will be difficult to revive him through healing techniques.

Unless his healing skills are so strong that they can turn bones into flesh, otherwise... he will just die slower.

Screams continued, and the Black Knight was like a black whirlwind. Wherever it passed, flying sand and rocks were mixed with a large number of human body fragments.

Many enemies are hiding behind wooden houses and want to use the buildings to deal with the Black Knight.

But the current Nightmare Knight can even break through city walls, let alone a small wooden house less than four meters high.

The Black Knight crushed the houses and trampled the enemies, and ran around the area. Almost all the houses were crushed by him, and more than half of the people were killed or injured.

At least Hardy just counted more than thirty enemies under Nightmare's iron hoof.

And he himself killed more than thirty enemies with his lance.

The red moon hung high in the sky, but the light was blocked by the dense canopy of trees overhead and the large ball of light.

Without the increase from Red Moon, Hardy's strength at this time is actually slightly reduced.

It's not like the enemy didn't try to fight back.

Not to mention the melee profession, if you can hold up a weapon and block two attacks in front of Hardy, you can hug him with one hand.

But it couldn't be blocked three times.

Others, huge lances swept over them, and regardless of whether they tried to defend themselves, they were all beaten until they vomited blood and flew away.

While flying, it spits out pieces of meat.

The enemies also have many archers and magicians.

But their strength is too weak.

Whether it was an arrow or a small attack magic, there was no reaction at all when it landed on the black knight.

Those arrows couldn't break through the four, and they were all forced to the other side.

When the magic hits the Nightmare Knight, not even a trace of gray can fall on it.

Just when Hardy looked towards the three-story building in the middle, an old man in white robe appeared on the balcony of the building.

The opponent is very energetic. Although he is holding a long sword, it is not used to support the body, but to fight.

"Hardy, how dare you fight here yourself." The old man stood on top with a very calm expression: "You are looking down on our Masons too much."

Hardy was not used to listening to other people's nonsense, so the Black Knight rushed over. The height of the third floor was only about nine meters, which meant that the old man's head was actually on the same level as Hardy's.

After the Nightmare Knight fights in close combat, he can easily point his spear to the balcony of the small building.

Not an outright threat.

In less than a second, Hardy rushed to the small building and then thrust out a long gun.

The huge impact force passed through the Nightmare Knight's body and landed half a meter in front of the opponent's balcony through the spear.

Ha felt that his body seemed to be completely still, and the force that could be directed out by the spear was instantly unresponsive.

This is actually very unreasonable.

Things like force interact with each other. If Hardy strikes with all his strength, even if someone is stronger than him, it is impossible to completely remove or absorb his power.

There will definitely be a similar amount of force transmitted back to oneself.

But at this time, the Nightmare Knight had no such feeling at all, no counterattack, and no uncomfortable feeling.

After a few more seconds, he finally found that he had stabbed the defensive barrier in front of the three-story building. This defensive powerhouse is ‘beautiful’.

On the ground are magic circle paths of various colors. The magic circle route map is obviously very complicated and boring, but under normal circumstances, it is difficult to see.

The fonts and textures are just make do.

But at this moment Hardy saw the magic barrier surrounding the three-story building, which was very 'beautiful'.

Combined with the strange hitting feeling just now, Hardy understood that the essence of this barrier spell was actually space, and only space could have this strange way of unloading force.

All the power was thrown into the void.

He ordered the Nightmare Horse to take two steps back, and then looked at the old man on the third floor balcony.

"That's right. You won't suffer if you listen to what the old man says." The old man was on the third floor, holding on to the railing and said with a smile.

He is very confident in his enchantment.

His tone seemed calm, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Hardy raised his head slightly, looked at the other person's face, and said, "Are you the Holy Master?"

"It's me."

"You are so bold. You are clearly not even the Holy Son, but you dare to call yourself the Holy Lord?"

Generally speaking, each major sect will set up a saint and a saint to target different groups, or use their own gender advantages to preach.

And what Hardy said is very simple, because the age of saints and couples is generally not more than thirty years old, and these two professions themselves have the meaning of 'tempting' others to believe in religion.

"Is it the Holy Lord? I did not designate myself. It was given to me by the members of the sect." Shengguang's expression was calm: "You have killed many of us. I can also forgive you and let you become one of us. Together we prosper and become nobler and wiser Semites."

"Sounds interesting." Hardy asked, "What's the price?"

"The price is to give everything you have."

Hadi laughed when he heard this, and asked loudly: "Do you know why Ubig died?"

"Is he dead?" The Holy Master then reacted: "Yes, with your ability, it is not difficult to kill him, but why do you want to kill him? He is just a little person."

Hardy said: "Because he, like you, wants everything from me, whether it's wealth or my woman."

"Isn't this what it should be?" Holy Light snorted coldly: "The lowly Karel cannot join us, but we are willing to give you a chance. Of course you must be grateful. Offering wealth is the best piety."

"I've killed a lot of people, are you still willing to let me join?" Hardy asked jokingly.

"Of course you can. This further illustrates your strength."

The current Holy Master really hopes that Hadi will join.

Although Hardy looked very unruly now, he believed that as long as this person joined him in the Masons, they would have at least ten ways to make Hardy their loyal subordinate and dedicate everything to them.

Hardy looked at the corpses around him, then looked at the big ball of light hanging in the sky, sneered, and pointed his left hand directly at it.

A steel armor flying punch hit him.

The magic barrier is surprisingly similar to the fluctuations on the light ball above the head. If Hardy can't think of anything yet, he is an idiot.

"No! How dare you!"

The Holy Lord roared angrily.

In his sharp voice, the iron fist hit the ball of light, causing a violent explosion.

After the dust and smoke passed, although there was no problem with the light ball, its brightness dropped significantly.

At the same time, the magic barrier outside the small building on the third floor also dimmed and seemed to be much weaker.

Holy Light's expression became extremely sinister: "You actually dare to take action against the authority of the Godhead. You really don't take us seriously."

Then he grabbed the scepter and waved it casually. Several strong men of different races were immediately teleported around him.

Judging from the mental strength of these people, all of them are legendary. (End of chapter)