Gawain didn't know if his acting skills were up to par, but he thought the cultist would definitely be fooled.
Because he is indeed in a weak state and does not have truly legendary strength - there is no need for acting skills at all in this regard!
For Gawain, who knows his own weight, it is much easier to pretend that his fighting power is weak than to pretend that he is still in his heyday seven hundred years ago.
Sure enough, when he deliberately showed his lack of physical strength and decreased physical coordination, the figure shrouded in black robe began to move.
That was the release of aura, the aura of finally confirming the will to fight and preparing for the end. Gawain saw the cultist's black robe shake from the corner of his eye, and the arms hidden under the robe followed. Lifting it this way - an obvious wave of magic power gathered in his hand.
Gawain had been waiting for this moment, but he did not attack. Instead, he pretended to be disturbed by the corrupted tree man, staggering slightly and moved a few steps in the direction of the cultist - he pulled closer distance, but in the eyes of the opponent, this is exactly the act of sending the body within the magic range.
The mutated and obscure Druid spell took shape instantly, and a ball of gray-green light containing decaying power flew out from under the black-robed cultist's robe, and Gawain had completely locked onto this He didn't dodge the trajectory of the light ball at all. Instead, he propped up the knight's protective aura the moment the light ball hit him, and started charging at the same time!
The "Corrosion Spell" traced a silent trajectory in the air, and hit Gawain's shoulder armor firmly, but at the same time, a circle of translucent energy fluctuations rippled on the shoulder armor, and the spell was blown away. All the power of the ball disappeared, and Gawain turned into a white light in the blink of an eye, and raised his sword to chop down the cultist's head!
The cultist was obviously stunned for a moment, but he had already fallen into this trap: just like any spellcasting profession, Druid spells also have a magic buffer after they are cast. After the previous magic fails, he His spiritual sea is in turmoil. At this moment, facing the knight charging towards him, he cannot even cast the simplest protective spell.
But just when Gawain thought that this cultist would use the protective magic weapon he carried to resist his attack, he saw this guy make something he didn't expect at all. Amazing operation -
The man in black robe suddenly took half a step to avoid the slash, and then an iron bridge narrowly escaped Gawain's subsequent horizontal slash, and then there was no chance of an attack. Rolling on the spot, he stood up with one hand supported by a spin. While standing up, he reached out to his waist with the other hand, suddenly pulled out a bright one-handed sword, and blocked Gawain's third blow with a "clang" sound. A pursuit!
At this moment, Gawain’s eyes almost dropped.
But he had no time to wonder, because this cultist had already evaded several of the most dangerous attacks, and he was regrouping, and once this guy with both magic and martial arts skills really regrouped, It might be difficult to handle.
So Gawain directly poured the knight's spiritual energy intoOn the Sword of the Pioneer, the blade instantly ignited a high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees, and at the same time, he pressed down hard with both hands. Although the cultist's block was amazing, the gap in levels was too big after all, and he only lasted less than two seconds. He had to risk his left arm injury by rolling to avoid the scorching blade that almost set him on fire.
Gawain chased after him, and the pioneer sword slashed continuously like a bloody blade of light, leaving twisted arcs of heat in the air, while the cultists waved The one-handed sword struggled to hold on, and something happened that made Gawain even more shocked - this guy in black actually used his extremely exquisite swordsmanship to temporarily equalize with him!
What is the origin of this thing? ! Is this promised to be a cultist who is only at level five? Is it said that all things that will eventually die will be legal druids? !
The one-handed swordsmanship of the black-robed cultist was incredibly superb, and Gawain soon discovered that this was really pure swordsmanship, without any extraordinary power belonging to knights or warriors - every sword he struck Everything was just right, both offensive and defensive, and he was able to resist Gawain's offensive completely by relying on his skillful skills and combat experience. Without protective aura, magic infusion, or extraordinary skills, he could resist until now with just one swordsmanship!
In this world, there are actually such warriors who simply hone their skills and accumulate experience without any supernatural power? So what's going on with this guy's Druid spell? Or is it that there will be some unknown career system after the death of all things?
Gawain had a question mark on his head, but the cultists he faced were already miserable: even though they had persisted for such a long time with their superb swordsmanship, the gap in rank was It is hard to ignore the fact that if this man in black robes was not holding a blessed one-handed sword, but just an ordinary steel sword, he would probably have to fight with both men and swords within a few rounds of the battle. It was cut off in one piece by Gawain.
After several consecutive attacks, Gawain forced his opponent into a corner. He decided not to think about the opponent's swordsmanship anymore, but directly mobilized the magic power in his body, and at the same time raised the power of the pioneer. The sword releases the "steel storm" that only high-level knights can master.
The black-red sword blade was swung down, and a burst of bright light burst out in the air. In the light, the sword blade suddenly seemed to split into countless strands, and a piece of sword light hit everyone like a heavy rain of steel. It fell down, and each sword blade carried a powerful shock wave. Under the impact of the fiery "steel storm", the solid ground of the castle was shattered and rolled up like sand, and was swept up by the shock wave towards the man who had already died. The cultist who completely lost the opportunity to cast spells and block.
The figure in black robe seemed to have given up resistance. He stood there in a daze until the sword blade and shock wave of the steel storm shattered him and the surrounding stones into pieces. The unabated shock wave continued to rush towards the walls of the chamber.
Amid a loud sound of rock shattering, a large hole was opened in the castle's solid boulder wall, and the shock wave continued.I rushed out into the night and finally dissipated.
After a while, the few corrupted trees still standing in the hall stopped their movements, and hung their arms stiffly like robots that had lost their commands. Then they shook a few times and issued a The core of the dark red light was extinguished, and the dead branches and leaves that had lost their lives long ago fell to the ground: these twisted things that stood up against the laws of nature returned to their original appearance.
Amber jumped out of the shadow form, sat down on the ground and gasped: "Huh...huh...I'm really exhausted..."
Knight Philip also Panting heavily, those corrupted trees catalyzed by magic power were no easier to deal with than ordinary low-level knights, but he couldn't do anything as embarrassing as Amber, so he just used his sword to support his body and carried it with him. He looked at Gawain with admiration: "Sir, that cultist was killed by you."
However, Gawain didn't look very happy. He frowned and came to the big hole and looked down. Looking at the charred fragments left behind after the cultists were shattered to pieces - due to the astonishing heat contained in the Sword of the Pioneers, these remains have been severely carbonized, and no traces of flesh and blood can be seen at all: "It's not right... I always feel that it won't work in the end." That's right..."
Pitman came over, bent down to pick up a piece of broken piece, and slowly crushed it in his hands. After a moment, his face turned gloomy: "This is burnt bark. ——The evil magic of the fallen druid, that guy ran away!"
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At the same time, on the roof near the outer corridor of Viscount Andrew's castle, there was a cluster of abnormalities! The growing and extremely lush vines suddenly began to rustle and squirm, and then a large bag suddenly bulged out of the vine. With a disgusting sound that sounded like mucus surging, the big bag in the vine was torn from it, and a A figure wearing a black robe came out in a panic.
This dark figure was a member of the Church of the Dead who had a lucky escape. His whole body exuded a burning smell, his left arm was dripping with blood, and it was hanging weakly beside him. His robe was also torn. It was in tatters, and the hood was missing, revealing the face of a thin, pale middle-aged man with short brown hair and messy hair.
His right hand is still holding the "one-handed sword", but now only a small part of this valuable extraordinary weapon is left.
Cussing in a low voice, the cultist put away the half-broken sword and staggered forward, preparing to escape from this place before the terrible opponent could react.
But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the corner not far away.
Knight Byron stood there, looking up blankly at the cultist who emerged from a clump of vines and looked seriously injured. The two looked at each other for a moment, and neither of them reacted.
But the daze only lasted for a blink of an eye. The cultist soon came to his senses, raised his hand and pointed at the knight in front of him who somehow survived, and began to forcibly recite the incantation despite the pain in his brain. Get ready to solve thisA blocker.
And Knight Byron also reacted instantly. He dug into his arms, took out something and played with it before throwing it at his opponent: "Eat my hidden weapon of justice!"
An upright knight will shout out even if he throws a concealed weapon.
The cultist just smiled disdainfully and easily caught the "hidden weapon" thrown by Byron at him - although he was seriously injured, he was not likely to be successfully plotted by a third-level knight. What's more, this third-level knight was cursed by his evil spell not long ago and is now weak!
"You think too highly of yourself," the cultist grabbed the projectile thrown by Byron. He did not sense any poison or magical atmosphere from this thing, so he was not worried at all. "Okay, I'll use you to replenish my life... huh?"
He suddenly heard a ticking sound in his hand...
Byron saw it clearly It turns out that this cultist reacted at the last moment - before the crystal grenade exploded, it was completely mechanical. There was indeed no magic reaction in it, but the magical aura of the energy storage crystal could still be sensed if you carefully sensed it. Of course, an extraordinary powerhouse of the highest level would realize something was wrong after he became vigilant. However, his reaction was still a little slow. Although he had thrown the grenade out and the brilliance of the protective spell floated on his body, the rune trigger had already Press it and the detonating array is activated.
Catching Pyroblast with bare hands and catching the fireball close to the face, what emerges is a red and fiery trance.
But after all, he is an extraordinary strong man who has reached the intermediate level. Even if he is seriously injured, the protective magic weapon he carries and his physical strength are still there. At the moment when the crystal grenade explodes, , several lights flashed on the cultist's body, and his few remaining protective equipment automatically activated and withstood the most fatal injuries. In the end, his entire right arm was shattered in the explosion, but the rest of his body However, he jumped out with the impact of the explosion and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.