Section 63: Domain

Style: Fantasy Author: Roy1048Words: 1696Update Time: 24/01/13 05:06:38
In the vast world of Rigal, from the three major human empires in the east and west, to the chaotic and impoverished kingdoms on the west coast, to the city-state kingdoms south of Morbigas and on the east coast, even the vast and sparsely populated kingdoms In the Abu Serra Prairie, regarding the otherworldly concept of "sacred territory", all major cultures have similar concepts...lā◎Maybe there are..." Whether he likes it or not, Mikhail is already with the four people at this moment. People are like grasshoppers on the same rope. He turned his head anxiously and asked the sage. Henry shook his head. Because the situation was urgent, he said quickly: "No, they are just these people. "The little information he could judge from the shields and armors made his mind start to spin rapidly, and the infantry began to approach step by step. The bright spears were dazzling——

Henry drew the sword from his back.

Mikhail didn't know, Angelo didn't know, Mira didn't know, and neither did Joshua or Emmanica.

All the people present, all the men and a few women who were racing with adrenaline in the tension of the battle, did not know that a long time ago, in order to restrain Laman's heavy infantry legions, and all the infantrymen who used spears , there once was a small kingdom that trained a group of elite soldiers. They used large two-handed swords that were similar in size to spears. Their mission was to rush into the pile of spears that were approaching brightly like the spikes of hedgehogs, and clear the way for the friendly forces behind them.

The skills of these unique warriors and the weapons they used have long been submerged in the long river of history. Only a very few, very few people know that in a certain battle that plunged the powerful Padrosi Empire into internal strife and division. In the war, there is a figure.

There is a figure wielding this weapon that is behind the times, and his unrivaled heroic appearance is like stepping into a holy realm. It was called nightmare and miracle by both the enemy and ourselves.

Blue light bloomed through the helmet's observation port.

"gone--"

Two simple words, followed by the rising wind of a high-speed sprint that even the heavy armor could not slow down.

The speed of the spear thrusting towards this side became very slow in his eyes. He stepped out with his right foot and twisted his waist slightly. The armor tapped and made a sound of metal collision. The spear shaft was restricted by the shield. Unable to move flexibly, he seemed to be able to predict all this, without even making a subconscious dodge move. He just barely missed several spears thrust towards him and sprinted in front of the infantry—— —

"What the hell -" Before the infantrymen who sank down could take back the spears in their hands, they were already shrouded by a tall shadow. They raised their faces, and their round half-helmets with nose guards exposed their eyes. It was full of confusion - Henry grabbed the sword with one hand, and then used the end of the momentum to raise his left foot.

"Bang! Bang! - Click!" Like the impact of a seven-eight-meter-long dragon lizard, the tall sage was not blocked in the slightest. The last flying kick of his short sprint directly destroyed the entire square shield. The infantrymen in the rear were kicked to pieces, and the infantrymen in the rear collided directly with their companions in the second row - but this was just the beginning.

Holding the big sword high above the head obviously didn't mean anything. A dozen crossbows were fired at the people in front of Angelo's order. The two girls who were lagging behind were staggered by the powerful crossbows and fell directly to the ground. On the ground, an infantryman who turned around to attack Henry was also killed by his own crossbow.

"Crack-Crack-" Everything that could not be judged because of the dimness of the hit situation became very clear with the crisp sound of wood breaking: "Quick!" Henry shouted loudly, and Mikhail rushed to him The people around her began to help widen the gap, and Emonica stood up again to help lift up Mira. They both survived the crossbow attack because of their armor. The furious Angelo behind them kicked away the one in front of them. The infantrymen drew their swords and rushed towards this side.

"You guys have been fighting so hard for being surrounded, you losers!" The knight in shining armor came to the unresponsive Emonika with a single stride, and without any pity at all, he directly slammed the sword in his hand. The person who had just stolen the armor for a few days was like the one who struck the blond girl's helmet with the ground.

This is not a realm that mortals can possess.

Although the infantrymen who are considered elite but have not yet reached the level of true masters cannot understand it, these knights, most of whom are veterans, can read it through just one battle.

That man had a spirit residing in his body.

"Pacha -" He successfully stopped everyone, then without any hesitation, turned around and hacked an infantryman behind him and left quickly. Mikhail and Joshua at the door saw Henry running over and quickly dumped the brazier. To buy him time, the sage sprinted across the raging fire that was about to burn, and the group quickly got on their horses and drove away.

"Hurry up and put out the fire! Hurry! Hurry!" The infantry and priests were in a mess, and a knight beside Angelo who still hadn't eliminated the shock in his heart turned to him and asked: "Your Excellency, it's time... Even we...if that person asks..."

"Tsk..." Angelo clicked his tongue, looking a little regretful, but then shook his head: "It's okay, the plan has been achieved to a certain extent."

As he said this, the hurried soldiers brought bucket after bucket of water from the rear and poured it on the ground. (To be continued.)