Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 63 Resistance

骑士！

Official Knight!

The knight who gathers the seeds of life has, in essence, completed a leap in life compared to ordinary people.

Compared to ordinary people,

They are no longer the same kind.

Their strength is comparable to that of a lion or a black bear, their speed is no less than that of a cheetah or a tiger, and their agility is like that of an eagle or a falcon soaring in the sky.

Once donned armor, knights become invincible on the battlefield.

"Matthew!"

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Jacqueline instinctively clenched her hands, her eyes filled with grief, anger, and helplessness.

Matthew, captain of the seventh squad of the city guard.

He was also the murderer who killed the leader of the Whisperers of the Wind.

Many of her companions and comrades died at the hands of this man; only by kneeling and submitting like her could they survive.

"Karl is finished!"

The moment Matthew appeared, the others had already guessed the outcome, and Dunlop shook his head with regret:

"pity!"

If the other party hadn't been so impulsive, they could have supported each other during future explorations. It's too late to say anything now.

A flash of light appeared.

The curved blade, weighing tens of kilograms, drew a graceful arc through the air and slashed down towards Karl.

"when……"

A collision sound rang out.

The room fell silent.

Jacqueline, who had been expressionless, suddenly tensed up, and her lifeless, dull eyes flashed with an incredible light.

The once stagnant crowd suddenly seemed to gain a spark of life in their eyes, with ripples appearing on their faces.

An emotion called hope has emerged for the first time!

The scene before them was beyond everyone's expectations.

"knight?"

Karl held his broadsword, his body slightly bent, the blade pressed firmly against the prey, his feet not even retreating:

"Is that all?"

Faced with a sudden slash from a formal knight, he calmly and easily parried the attack.

"You..." Matthew's facial muscles twitched, and he suddenly pulled back and swung his knife again, the blade flashing brightly.

Martial Arts Technique - Vibrating Blade!

This martial skill imbues his scimitar with a shockwave, making it easier to break through the opponent's defenses.

Even the tough skin of a strange beast can be easily torn apart.

Karl raised his hand:

"Guna!"

Lesser Spell Field!

An invisible force field instantly enveloped the surroundings.

He has already constructed three zero-ring spells in his inner spiritual sea, making him a genuine intermediate-level wizard apprentice. His spiritual power has also increased, as has the power of his spells.

A spell field cast by an intermediate wizard apprentice can weaken a peak knight's squire into an ordinary person.

It's not as effective against knights, but it will still have some impact.

and……

"Whoosh!"

"Snap!"

As the ring shimmered, a suit of armor materialized on its own, enveloping Karl completely.

In an instant, a black-armored warrior exuding a cold and murderous aura appeared in the arena.

This scene.

This caused Matthew, the knight who was Karl's opponent, to change his expression drastically, looking at Karl with disbelief.

What is this?

Where did the armor come from?

How did you even get it on your body?

"when……"

The broadsword once again blocked the incoming scimitar.

"snort!"

Karl let out a cold snort, and his physique, which was close to 1.5, unleashed terrifying power as he pressed down on his opponent.

His strength already surpassed that of ordinary knights, not to mention the suppression from the magical force field.

Matthew's body trembled, the scimitar in his hand retreated little by little, his whole body was pressed down and bent, and in the clash of strength, he, as a knight, was actually at a disadvantage.

"what!"

Amidst the roars.

Matthew turned around, his curved blade leaving afterimages in his wake.

Combat Technique - Spinning Blade!

In a direct confrontation or a contest of strength, he was no match for Karl and had to avoid direct confrontation.

"snort!"

Karl snorted coldly upon seeing this and brandished his broadsword.

Combat Technique - Gale Slash!

Seven sword shadows appeared out of thin air and collided with the incoming afterimages, the rapid impacts like raindrops hitting banana leaves.

A terrifying power erupted as the swords clashed, a fierce wind swept through, and the two figures collided wildly.

And those at the top...

It's Karl!

Rage Strike!

cut!

Karl, like a black-armored warrior devoid of any emotion, swiftly swung his greatsword, slashing at his opponent.

On martial arts skills.

He's not as good as Matthew.

The Gale Sword Technique is passable for a knight squire, but it's not exactly good for a full-fledged knight.

But relying on pure strength and the armor he wore, he suppressed Matthew from the very beginning, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

Each powerful and heavy strike could cause the opponent's body to tremble violently, bringing their defenses to the brink of collapse.

"team leader!"

At this time.

Several more soldiers rushed out of the passage. Upon seeing this, their expressions changed drastically, and they drew their weapons and charged towards Karl.

"call……"

The figure moved.

Jacqueline, with a scar on her face, suddenly made a move, slashing her longsword to stop the soldiers.

"What are you doing?"

The soldier's eyes turned cold, and he roared:

"Get out of the way if you don't want to die!"

"You're the ones who will die." Deng Luopu of the Shadow Alliance chuckled softly, and at the same time, he lunged forward, thrusting two short spears into one of the soldiers.

Others in the arena also made their moves.

"superior!"

"Kill them, then charge out with the Karl brothers!"

"Jingle bells..."

"puff!"

Both Jacqueline and Dunplow were top-tier knight squires, far surpassing the strength of ordinary soldiers.

In the blink of an eye.

Some of the city guards soldiers fell to the ground.

"Where there is oppression, there will inevitably be resistance."

The bard Mondl flicked out a soft sword and nimbly lunged at the remaining soldiers.

"superior!"

Xiao Nan was overjoyed:

"Kill them!"

Lyon scoffed. If there is such a thing as resistance when there is oppression, why didn't you resist earlier?

Didn't they only dare to take action because they saw an opportunity and hope?

He immediately lowered his body, cast a shadow spell, and pounced on one of them like a phantom.

Encouraged by several people, the miners in the field stood up one after another, and their lifeless eyes began to brighten.

"Kill them!"

"Charge out!"

"Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well fight!"

"..."

Their fighting spirit, which had once been waning, was rekindled. They put down their pickaxes and gripped their weapons tightly.

"when……"

A sharp, piercing collision sound rang out.

"die!"

Karl strode forward and slashed down with his broadsword, which, imbued with immense force, struck down from above, knocking away the scimitar and landing on Matthew's neck.

A slash of the sword blade.

"puff!"

Blood splattered.

knight,

dead!

"Ha ha……"

Jacqueline laughed heartily.

"knight!"

"Karl, you actually managed to kill a knight! No matter what the outcome is today, I'm sticking with you."

Karl was completely covered in armor, including his face, so no one could see the change in his expression. He simply flicked the blood off his sword.

"Walk!"

He charged forward, swiftly wielding his sword to kill two soldiers who were still resisting, and then rushed upwards.

Footsteps approached from ahead.

Two city guard soldiers could be vaguely seen.

Karl raised his hand.

Arcane Missiles!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

A ray of light appeared out of thin air and shot towards the charging city guards, piercing them like a sharp arrow.

Arcane Missiles are not as powerful as Fire Seal, but they are faster to cast, have a longer attack range, and are harder to detect, especially in underground environments.

The key point is that it consumes very little mental energy.

As a mid-level wizard apprentice, Karl can easily kill unarmored soldiers by casting arcane missiles.

If you encounter armored soldiers, they will be greeted with fire.

With both sorcery and combat skills, Karl, clad in armor, took the lead and charged out of the secret passage first.

"what?"

Jacqueline looked surprised:

"Why are there so few people?"

Karl's strength was beyond expectation, but they did not encounter any significant obstacles along the way, as if the city guards had collectively resigned.

If it's said that the guards were negligent, there's no way they could be so negligent.

"Bang!"

Just as the group was wondering what was going on, a figure fell from above, twitched after hitting the ground, and then died.

"The city guards?"

Dunpro looked up, his ears trembling, and upon hearing the shouts of battle above, he couldn't help but show surprise:

"Others are rebelling!"

"Chance."

Jacqueline was roused:

"Let's charge!"

"I've said it before, oppression will inevitably lead to resistance." Mond smiled.

"Just as I suspected!"

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aisle.

More than ten corpses lay on the ground.

There were city guards in armor, and there were also miners in tattered clothes.

"Bang!"

Two figures collided in mid-air.

Although there were only two of them, they exuded the powerful aura of hundreds or thousands charging into battle.

"Sacred Law!"

A middle-aged man in tattered armor held a long sword and stared intently at his opponent, Barnard, with a serious expression.

As he uttered two sacred syllables, a soft white light emanated from his body, dispelling the surrounding yin energy.

The dark underground passage was suddenly as bright as day.

"Holy Light?"

Barnard clenched his teeth:

"The goddess you were protecting has long since fallen!"

"Get out of here!"

With a roar, the life force within him instantly boiled, like a volcano about to erupt.

This caused his body to swell slightly, making him appear larger, and his skin even secreted a strange crimson hue.

Combat Skill - Roar!

A powerful force surged from within him, flowing along his tendons, bones, muscles, and veins, and into the longsword in his hand.

"boom!"

An invisible aura emerged.

To others, Barnard was like a burning humanoid flame, every move he made exuding terrifying power.

Battle spirit!

The knight condenses a life seed within his body, and once it reaches a certain level, he can release battle aura.

Battle aura is formless and intangible, yet it possesses astonishing destructive power.

Holy light clashed with battle aura.

Firstly, like a devout soul, it radiates pure light, and the longsword pierces through the gloom, bringing hope to people.

One symbolizes pure destruction, its terrifying power spreading throughout the entire area, causing the surrounding ground to tremble.

The instant they collided, the fighting crowd nearby felt a chill run down their spines, involuntarily stopping their actions and instinctively wanting to get away.

"when!"

"Clang clang..."

The ear-piercing sounds of swords clashing echoed through the passage, and for a moment only the shadows of swords could be seen crisscrossing, but the figures of people coming and going could not be seen.

In a corner not far away, a child named Ryan looked worried:

"Uncle Russell!"

"Don't disturb him."

One person grabbed Renn and backed away:

"The paladin is fearless. Mr. Russell will win. He promised to take us away, and he will do it."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the two suddenly separated, and Paladin Russell tumbled and flew backwards for more than ten meters.

"What a fine paladin."

Barnard looked down at the sword wound on his chest, a hint of fear appearing on his face:

"If your strength were fully restored, I definitely wouldn't be your match, but unfortunately..."

"You're not!"

"Bang!"

He leaped into the air and swung his sword fiercely.

Russell rolled over to defend himself, coughing up blood intermittently.

He was once a powerful knight, but he was seriously injured for some reason, and every time he fought afterward, it came at the cost of his life force.

He could handle ordinary opponents, but he was far from being able to defeat a formal knight with battle aura.

Divine Sword Technique!

With a sudden surge of inner strength, his pure faith allowed him to suppress all distracting thoughts and control his body to wield his sword in defense.

Paladin,

I would rather die than admit defeat.

They were fearless, and could bravely wield their swords even when death was imminent.

"Down you go!"

Barnard roared and howled, his Orca Sword Technique, which he had mastered, was wide and sweeping, each strike carrying a howling battle aura.

"Fall down!"

"Fall down!"

"..."

"Whoosh!"

Just as he saw that his opponent was about to be overwhelmed, everything went black before his eyes. Suddenly, a black-armored warrior appeared in the arena and rushed over with a gust of wind.

Who?

Without a second thought, Barnard swung his sword.

"when……"

The two swords clashed.

Barnard felt as if he had crashed into the head of a charging rhinoceros, and his strength suddenly faltered.

He was immediately sent flying, along with the longsword in his hand.

"die!"

Karl brandished his broadsword and pressed his advantage.

Combat Technique - Eagle Strike!

Combat Technique - Gale Slash!

With a flash, he closed in on Barnard, brandishing his broadsword, and seven afterimages, along with his main body, slashed down with a whooshing sound.

"bite……"

"Ding ding..."

"Bang!"

Barnard's expression changed drastically. He swung his longsword with all his might and retreated rapidly.

But no matter how he retreated or dodged, he could not escape the relentless, dense onslaught.

"Bang!"

The broadsword slashed through the parry and struck him squarely in the chest.

While in mid-air, countless ribs shattered under the blow, and the body slammed heavily against the wall, slowly falling like a hanging painting.

He let go.

The long sword clattered to the ground.

He was already breathing more out than in, his eyes were lifeless, and he was not long for life.

"Battle aura?"

Karl sneered and shook his head:

"A big reputation doesn't necessarily mean anything!"

Despite his long preparation and opportune moment to launch a sneak attack, his opponent couldn't withstand his combo and fell to the ground.

of course.

He knew very well that he had only gained an advantage, and it was still uncertain who would win in a direct confrontation.

"puff!"

Russell coughed up blood and gave a bitter smile.

If I hadn't exhausted most of Barnard's strength, this man, though strong, wouldn't have been so easy to defeat.

but……

"Thanks!"

Struggling to his feet, Russell bowed deeply.

"May I ask your name? I will certainly repay you after we leave."

"This isn't the time to talk about this. Let's go outside first," Karl waved his hand and said in a muffled voice.

What are your plans?

He hadn't expected that there would be others who would resist, including a knight, but that was just as good.

They fought their way here very smoothly.

Furthermore, it resolved the most troublesome opponent, Barnard.

"Help!"

Russell's complexion was perfect:

"There are other people being held by the city guards in other tunnels. They shouldn't be here; they should be free."

Ok?

Karl looked surprised.

In all the time he'd been in Black City, all he'd seen was deceit and treachery; he'd hardly encountered any truly kind people.

This person is an oddball.

Paladin?

"Alright!"

Nodding, Karl said:

"You go rescue them, I'll go scout ahead to see if the city guard reinforcements can arrive. You'd better hurry."

"Yes."

Russell nodded:

"I see."

The situation was urgent, so the two separated, with Karl taking the lead and clearing a path with Firebrand and Arcane Missiles.

Even if someone rushed close, he remained fearless despite being clad in heavy armor.

not to mention.

Jacqueline and others were also with him, and they would take care of any stragglers they encountered from the city guard.

"Bang!"

Karl kicked open a wooden door, swung his sword and killed the two men inside, a smile appearing on his face.

This is the city guard's storage warehouse.

In addition to mountains of grain, various weapons, bows and arrows, there were also some rare "collectible treasures".

"Uncle!"

Xiao Nan rushed in, and upon seeing this, frantically rubbed her eyes:

Am I dreaming?

"So many...so many..." Leon stammered, looking as if he were in a dream.

"So much food!"

All he cared about was food.

Seeing this, Jacqueline, Mond, and the others exchanged glances and quietly slipped away.

They are very smart.

Knowing that Karl was there, they knew they couldn't touch what was inside.

Moreover, the most important thing at this time is to escape from underground, otherwise all the gains will be in vain.

"Your Excellency Karl."

Jacqueline spoke from outside the door:

"Let's go ahead and scout the way first."

"Um."

Carl nodded:

"careful."

"Without knights, we have nothing to fear." Jacqueline smiled, waved her hand, and led the others forward.

Carl's gaze, however, fell on the corner of the room.

Unlike other places.

Most of the items in the corners were kept in boxes.

"Click!"

Open the box.

Pieces of exotic beast meat, seeds of magic seals, precious items, and even inherited magic seals were clearly visible.

"take!"

Taking a deep breath, Karl said:

"Take whatever is valuable, as much as you can!"

"Um."

Xiao Nan and Lyon's eyes lit up, and they nodded emphatically.

(End of this chapter)