Extraordinary Earl

Chapter 130 We are the main force (fifth change)
"Arcane Missile!"

Our morale is high, and Mr. Ayer is the first to exert his strength. Everyone can see that he is very angry, which is normal.

If it hadn't been for Luther's appearance, he would most likely have died.

No one is not afraid of death, and Mr. Al is certainly no exception.

So Mr. Ayer immediately released the arcane missiles, and seven or eight arcane missiles were in a scattered state, rushing towards the members of the Autumn Wind Thieves who were fighting.

"Wind Art!"

Mr. Wizard of the Thieves Group also cast the wind spell instantly, and suddenly a tornado-like gust of wind erupted from him. The gust of wind blew up, and even the knights were a little unstable. Mr. Al's arcane magic Of course, the missile lost its trajectory, spinning chaotically in the air, and finally landed in various corners of the hall.

"Boom!!!"

Explosions sounded from time to time, and the entire hall began to be severely damaged. If the castle hadn't been strengthened by magic, it might have collapsed long ago.

"kill!!!!"

The leader of the thieves group, Knight Omima suddenly roared, and swept his sword towards the Tomahawk Knight. He was not afraid of the scorching heat of the flame fighting spirit, and directly fought the Tomahawk Knight with the sword of the violent wind fighting spirit.

The gale force, which was as sharp as a wind blade, stabbed straight at the face of the Tomahawk Knight, causing small cracks to appear on the Tomahawk Knight's face, and blood sprayed out.

Gale.

"This guy is immune to my flame battle qi, and his physical strength and battle qi strength are probably higher than mine. He is only one step away from the great knight." , With a kick containing flame fighting spirit, he kicked away the Omi horse knight, and the Tomahawk knight took the opportunity to distance himself from the Omi horse knight.

knight!

A human weapon that relies on a strong body and strong fighting spirit to fight.Although it is divided into elementary, intermediate, and advanced, the same level may not necessarily be evenly matched.

There are elites and there are mediocrities.

Today's Luther belongs to the elite among the junior knights. As long as he is immune to all eight kinds of power, he will be able to defeat the middle-level knights.

The Tomahawk Knight is an elite among the high-level knights, but it is obvious that the Omi Horse Knight is an elite among the elites, only one step away from the Grand Knight.

"You are not my opponent. Even if you add that senior knight with a hatchet, the two of you together cannot kill me. Get lost."

Omima roared angrily, standing with a sword in his hand, his face was ferocious, full of domineering aura.

Omima has been a thief for many years. He has amassed countless wealth, some of which have purchased potions to enhance his power, and a large part of it has been spent on the "Great Knight Potion", which is the reason why he became a Great Knight. The key, how could he give up.

At this time, he didn't mind working hard.

Who will kill who.

Knight Omima's eyes were gradually blood red, and the fighting spirit on his body was so fierce that there seemed to be a strong wind roaring in the air.

This is a desperately strong man.

"Knight of Orleans, don't worry about the clay golem to help, or the Tomahawk Knight will be defeated." Mr. Ayre released his magic to start a battle with the opposing wizard, while paying attention to the situation on the field. Seeing this situation, he immediately yelled at the Knight of Orleans road.

At this time, the Knights of Orleans had removed two clay golems, leaving eight.

"Okay." The Knight of Orleans agreed, abandoned the eight clay golems, rushed over, and stood with the Knight of the Tomahawk to deal with the Knight of Omima.

The battle of the senior knights became more and more intense.

The battle between the Saber-toothed Tiger Mercenary Group and the Autumn Wind Bandit Group was also fierce. The advantage of the Saber-toothed Tiger Mercenary Group is that they are all intermediate knights, and the ratio is higher than that of the opponent.

But the Autumn Wind Thieves also had the advantage of eight clay golems, and the two sides were evenly matched for a while.

Of course, as time goes by, the saber-toothed tiger mercenary group will definitely gain the upper hand, because the clay golem is driven by "earth spar" and has a time limit.

Besides, the two high-ranking knights of Tomahawk Knight and Orleans Knight played against the Omi Horse Knight. Although the two sides seem to be evenly matched at the moment, two-on-one always has an advantage.

Time, the key is time.

"Are you okay?" Luther was paying attention to the situation on the battlefield when the female knight suddenly asked Luther with great concern.

"It's okay." Luther waved his hand and said, but said in his heart: "It's real."

Because the female knight was in charge of receiving the father and son before, of course there was nothing impolite, just a small detail.

The female knight only pays attention to Old Sol, the contemporary Pompeian knight, and seems to ignore him, the next generation of Pompeian knights. Perhaps in the eyes of the female knight, he is just a little kid.

Today, I brushed up a wave of presence, and my attitude is different.

Hey.

People.

While Luther sighed in his heart, he continued to pay attention to the battle situation. The more he observed, the brighter Luther's eyes became.

Luther thought of a question, the other party is a thief, what does the bandit group do?robbery.They are not the army, their way of doing things is to bully the weak and fear the strong, and they are looking for soft persimmons to pinch.

If it doesn't work, the wind will be tight, shit.

Run away.

Although the current situation is evenly matched, anyone with a discerning eye can see that as soon as the time comes, the Autumn Wind Bandit Group will fall apart.

But the leader of the opponent, Knight Omima, did not retreat, gritted his teeth and fought with the two senior knights of the saber-toothed tiger mercenary regiment.

There's definitely something wrong with that.

Although Luther didn't care much about military affairs, he also read many military works when he was bored, guessing that the other party was delaying time.

And why procrastinate?
Luther didn't know, but guessed it should be a good thing.

So Luther glanced at his father, and old Sol was standing not far from Luther holding a sword, looking like he was desperately protecting his son.

Luther curled his lips, and then said, "Dad, show your true strength and help Tomahawk Knight kill Omima together."

Old Sol glared at Luther when he heard the words, and said angrily: "Your father, I am a middle-level knight, and you let me participate in the battle of high-level knights. Isn't this sending me to death?"

"Dad, don't make trouble. I know you are hiding your strength. You are a genuine senior knight." Luther rolled his eyes.

Old Sol was startled and suspicious.

How does this kid know that I hide my strength?

But Old Sol just refused to admit it, and said with a stiff neck: "You kid is not awake, you are talking in your sleep, I am an intermediate knight."

"Do you want to do it?" Luther said with a sneer.

"Don't do it." Old Saul continued to speak forcefully.

"Then I'll rush over." Luther took a break and recovered some strength, so he held his knight sword again, and stepped forward as if he was going to charge into the battle group.

"You boy." Old Sol yelled, and finally stopped hiding his strength, stepped on his right foot, and the whole person soared into the air, rushing towards the battle group of senior knights.

He finally hides his strength without fighting, and exerts the physical strength of a senior knight.

This kind of speed cannot be achieved by intermediate knights.

While he was in the air, the knight sword in Old Sol's hand erupted with a bright light of grudge, and the powerful grudge of the senior knight was unreservedly erupted by him.

Three senior knights besieged a senior knight.

The war finally took a huge turn.

Pompey and his son declared to everyone that we are not here to make soy sauce.

We are the main force.

(End of this chapter)