As soon as the Dawn Knights appeared at the door of Ms. Fujiye's hotel, they filed through the diffuse smoke and dust and entered the hall. The magic armor they wore made them look much taller than ordinary people, like a moving fortress. Their steps were heavy and powerful, as if they were beating on everyone's hearts. Their gauntlets were covered with thorns, their wrist joints were pressed down slightly, and they put down the imperial spears in their hands with a 'clatter'.
When Fang Yu saw this, his heart sank slightly, and he gave up his last chance. The average level of the Dawn Knights is above level 20, far higher than everyone present. The only good thing is that there are not many opponents, only four people.
He was still calm and lowered his voice and said to the others: "Miss Etila, Miss Siesta, leave this to you, I will clean up the trash. It is not necessary to fight for a long time, the purpose is to fight around the breakout."
Sylvester looked at him slightly surprised.
Atila nodded, took two spears from behind, twisted them together with both hands, and held them in front of her chest. Siesta glanced at her mistress, who turned back and nodded to her. Then she stretched her steel palms behind her and inserted them into a pair of iron gloves on the left and right sides of the magic furnace.
The special magic furnace glowed slightly, and the iron gloves were tightly connected to her hands. The gauntlets that were separated like swallowtails joined each other on the left and right sides. They closed up in layers like fish scales and finally completely covered her arms.
This was not the first time that Fang Plover saw Siesta and her unique weapons, but every time there was a different kind of beauty, and it was unknown which alchemy master designed the masterpiece.
On the other side, Hansen is also mobilizing troops.
Several Iron Guards quickly walked out of the crowd, raised their large shields, and faced the Dawn Knight who was accelerating towards them.
The knight was stepping forward, crossing Mi Chen, and the cloak behind him was like a stretched red fire. 'The dawn is born, the darkness is gone -' The knights of Corin were born at the end of the Numelin era, the moment before the dawn, the rise of mankind - inherited from the two blessings of the morning light and the stars.
The morning light is the holy sword, and the stars fall into the crown.
When the knights charged, Fang Plover saw the ancient kingdom in a trance. The knights, wearing red flame cloaks, walked out of the dark mountains and forests, passing by the elves in Numelin's silver armor.
Under the unicorn flag, the inscription writes the beginning of this era.
'The stars have faded, the crown still retains its afterglow, the kings have passed away, but the old country remains -'
But the knight was cold and ruthless, his empty eyes seemed to reflect the afterglow of the past, and his spear shot out like a rainbow with one hand. Armor piercing, sharpening, flame addition, burst enhancement, swift blessing, and fierce momentum. The different alchemy arrays on the magic furnace light up in sequence, superimposed layer by layer, and the rays of light merge into one at the tip of the spear.
"Be careful, they are attacking the unit in close combat!" Fang Plover turned around and warned loudly.
The spear shook the air and hit the big shield. The two iron guards flew out like paper figures. The knight only took a step back, the tip of the spear pointed upward slightly, and the back of the magic armor opened up like beetle wings, expelling streams of water vapor.
The smoke turned into a flag, and the wind lingered on the spear. The former raised his head and looked at the people, as tall and majestic as a mountain.
Hansen only felt toothache.
A-level dragon spear skill, doubles the strength. Iron guards below level 15 are like paper in front of it, and will fall down with a blow. He turned his head, and the other two iron guards were ready to fill in. He also raised his shield, bracing himself to follow.
This is a third-level elite knight.
He turned around and gave the order. "Simao, take someone to stop those things behind."
"Understood boss."
A Balshi short spearman took off his hat and saluted him, and led a group of people to form a formation and stop in the center of the hall. Swords reflected each other, spears were lined up like a forest, and a row of archers took a step forward, raising their long bows.
Fang Plover also turned around.
Behind him, Siesta raised her hands, and the elf girl knelt down in front of her, pressing her hands on the inn floor. Green light floated from Atila's hand and gradually seeped into the ground. She raised her head, a cold light flashed in her emerald green eyes.
In his eyes, the red cloak was reflected like a ball of flames coming toward his face.
"Wall of nature!"
The divine ether is gathering. This is one of the few powers in Aitaria that mortals can master without the need for core crystals. Because they are carried by gods and are promised to their believers.
Divine power, divine energy.
The ground suddenly opened up, and the green vines began to grow wildly under the blessing of divine power, like a green vine wall, sweeping up the charging knight.
The Dawn Knight was caught off guard and lost his balance among the vines.
Becoming an undead seems to have caused the latter to lose the wisdom of the living. Although the body driven by negative energy and obsession still retains the powerful power of her life, her empty eyes can hardly allow her to recall knowledge and experience.
"Miss Siesta." Attila's face was pale, but she still shouted calmly.
"clear."
The maid nodded, took a step forward, raised her right hand to eye level - the palm facing the knight. "Seventh Form, the wind is coming -" there was a low buzz, as if a compressor was running under the huge construction gloves, the space fluctuated, which was the air gathering into the magic guide.
The female Dawn Knight let out a low roar, like a wild beast, and the vines surrounding her broke.
The center of Siesta's palm lit up slightly, and a white cocoon of light flew out of her hand with a loud bang - the recoil made her raise her right hand backwards, and the cocoon of light drew an arc and hit the knight.
But the Dawn Knight blocked it with her hands in front of her, and the light cocoon hit the armor on her arms. The air flow exploded, the ground shook slightly, and the dust floated up like anti-gravity.
The fiery red cloak swayed left and right in the strong wind.
The female knight raised her head, with only a little soul flame burning in her dark eyes——
"Be careful!" Tian Lan looked at the damage data of different colors and exclaimed: "She was very lightly injured, so continue to attack her gauntlets. Their magic armors are old antiques and the durability of the armor is not high!"
In fact, she didn't need to remind her. Etila and Siesta had already seen the cracks on the female knight's gauntlet.
The female knight pulled back her hands and tore open the airflow and cloak at the same time. The red fragments filled the sky like flying dead leaves. She took a step forward and rushed out of the range controlled by Aitila's thorn technique.
"Twenty-two steps." Miss Elf accurately reported the limit of her spell range and the distance from their location.
"Agility 27 or above." Jita used the selector system to try her best to assist others.
A blue light flashed in Siesta's eyes, and her left hand moved in the direction of the Dawn Knight in the smoke. There was a soft bang, and another cocoon of light shot into the diffuse smoke.
Without saying a word, she raised her right hand again, and another light cocoon followed the first one and shot into the smoke, then the third one, and continuous explosions came from the filled smoke.
The maid's left and right hands fought, and the cocoon of light fell into the smoke like raindrops. The Dawn Knight dodged four light spots in a row, but was finally hit by the fifth one. The latter only had time to block it with his hands before he was blown away and staggered.
"2 points of concussion damage, 24 points of armor durability loss, and 4 points of shield loss." Tian Lan read the data aloud: "Strange, there is a shield."
The female knight who lost her balance could only retreat step by step, but the sixth and seventh light cocoons had already chased her, followed by a rain of light.
Siesta was unyielding. There was a ring-shaped metal hose on the back of each of her arm armors connected to the magic furnace at the back and the cooling plug-in above. However, the circulating coolant had overheated and was leaking out. White smoke.
The light points were almost connected in a straight line - and in an instant, the sound of explosions resounded throughout.
"3 points of concussion damage, 29 points of armor durability loss, and 4 points of shield loss."
"1 point of concussion damage, 18 points of armor durability loss, 4 points of shield loss."
"5 points of concussion damage, 44 points of armor durability loss, 4 points of shield loss - I can't stack them up." Tian Lan suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, the structure was hit."
With a 'click', the Dawn Knight's gauntlet finally cracked open, and the ghost's pale face showed a blank look, and then he was hit in the chest by a light cocoon.
He was blown away with an explosion.
"Ah, sister Shesta, your attack is so high!" Tianlan was so surprised that she couldn't speak: "That's a level 20 opponent!"
"It's not that high," Siesta retracted her hand and gave her a rare reply: "It's just that they became undead, which caused them to lose their combat experience in life and degraded their strength."
The two of them looked towards Hansen. In the previous battle, the surrounding walls collapsed in several places during the explosion. The hall was already filled with dust. They could only vaguely see that there was no battle in that direction. not optimistic.
But what Siesta noticed was that there were only two Dawn Knights in that direction.
This discovery made her feel alarmed, and the tips of her ears twitched slightly under her light purple hair. "Be careful, Siesta." This was the voice she was most familiar with, and then the button of the suitcase opened with a click, and then it was thrown to the ground with a muffled sound——
The sound of a hammer being pulled came from behind, but the maid didn't even look in that direction, as if she already knew who was there, and instead raised her right hand in the opposite direction.
over there.
The smoke and dust parted, and a towering figure was stabbing at her with a spear. Under the full-faced visor of the Dawn Knight, there was a hint of shock in the empty eyes.
What it saw was a magic gun.
Slender and graceful, the body of the gun was engraved with exquisite patterns, and one end was being held in Sylvide's hand.
In the smoke and dust, the noble girl held the gun in her hand and put it on her shoulder. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the Dawn Knight who emerged from the smoke, and then she gently pulled the trigger.
The flame suddenly appeared, and a ball of sparks bloomed in the chest of the Dawn Knight.
But at the same moment, the latter also threw the spear in his hand.
"Third Form, Wind Wall—" Siesta crossed her hands, her pleasant voice carrying a hint of mechanical trembling, and the gill-shaped metal plates on the left and right sides of the arm armor unfolded, spraying a column of mist forward.
At the same time, the spears collided with the wind wall, and the huge impact caused the knight and Siesta to fly away. The former flew out and disappeared at the other end of the mist, while Siesta fell heavily to the ground and bounced up, rolling several times.
"Sister Siesta!" Kitta shouted in fright.
In the hall, several ghosts suddenly turned and rushed towards the maid on the ground. But Aitila also turned around and waved her right hand, "The power of nature will help me repel the enemy——"
I saw the wall on the right collapse suddenly, and a thick vine swept in from the outside, fanning out the low-level undead.
They still wanted to struggle to get up, but before they could get up, a gunshot suddenly sounded, and half of an undead's head exploded. He shook a little and fell to his knees.
Tian Lan turned around in shock.
I saw the aristocratic lady flicking her long hair in a very chic way, slightly lowering the muzzle of the gun, biting the tip of a bullet with her white teeth, and pulled the bolt cleanly, and the empty bullet case drew an arc from the barrel of the gun. Swirling out of it.
"S-Silverde...sister?" Tian Lan looked at her blankly, and then looked at the open suitcase on the ground.
Only then did Sylvide smile at her, brushing her golden hair across her forehead with her hand and saying, "My family doesn't like me wielding swords and guns. In their opinion, a rich young lady should look like a lady." , but in times of crisis, I can’t care about so much. Tianlan can understand that—"
"You, you, you...I, we..."
Sylvide raised her slender and snow-white neck and squinted her eyes to look in the direction of the hall. She saw just as the ghosts began to gather for the third time, a line of fire swept across the left side of the hall. Standing in the smoke and dust was none other than Fang Plover.
The two turned back to each other, their eyes meeting in mid-air. Fang Yu was a little surprised, but Sylvester just smiled at him.
But the first ones to fire were actually Hansen's gunners. They half-crouched on the ground in a row and pulled the triggers one after another. In the light of the fire, the spinning projectiles hit the enemies in the front row.
In the hall, the ghost waiters and guests have transformed into hideous monsters, roaring and running towards them. Running at the front was a flower girl, but her pale face and dark pupils had long lost her intoxicating appeal. Her hands were long and pointed, just like the witch described in the spooky bedside story. .
A ball of blood bloomed from her chest. She staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground in pain. He stumbled over a plump woman behind him and pressed heavily on her neck, causing her head to bend to one side unnaturally.
But his dark eyes were still looking straight at everyone.
Fang Yu couldn't help but shudder when he saw this scene. After he let the fortress suppress the ghosts rushing towards Siesta, he immediately turned his attention to the other side.
He understood that the situation behind him was not good. The maid had temporarily repelled the two Dawn Knights, but her own life and death was unknown. Hansen and his men were struggling to hold on under the attack of the Dawn Knight.
"Jita." He asked without looking back, "Does this place have a basement?"
"Yes." Jita nodded: "What's the matter, Brother Ed?"
"In which direction?"
"It's on the southeast side. I'm not very sure. It should be over there in the kitchen?"
Fang Plover nodded, and the two brass balls in his hands flew out one after another and disappeared into the smoke. He glanced back, there was no trace of nervousness in his expression, he just said calmly:
"Mr. Hanson, if you believe me, all of you, please come with me now—"
Hansen turned around in shock.
Then he saw three fortress-like walkers clicking out of the smoke. The black muzzles of their guns were already pointed in the direction in which the ghosts were rushing. "That's..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but widen his eyes.
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