Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 319 The so-called "extinguishing spirit"

"Try me?"

When Cyril heard this, he couldn't help frowning—why didn't the little female dragon play her cards according to the routine?It is obvious that she has awakened at this moment, shouldn't she thank the savior of the magic plain, the great Nora appointed, the pioneer of the original, the lord of Siliki, Cyril Adrian?
He reckoned that this should be due to the dragonborn's greed for treasure inherited from the dragon clan.If there's anything harder than killing a dragon, it's getting it to voluntarily give up its treasure while it's still alive.

As for the dragon descendants... this characteristic may be a little weaker, but seeing how pure the other party's dragon form is, it is estimated that this characteristic is also retained.

He held the long sword in his hand, if he could end this battle before the power disappeared, then everything would be fine——

"Okay, just right, I also want to see what kind of strength you, who are qualified to face the end, have."

Cyril deliberately put on a high posture and raised his long sword.But the moment he made this action, he suddenly noticed that the surroundings seemed to be dark.He froze for a moment before realizing that the silver beam of light had dissipated—it was already a miracle that a spell of a level enough to make a god appear could last for such a long time.

He secretly yelled in his heart that something was wrong, and as his thoughts flowed, he really felt that his strength had returned to the original level—maybe stronger than before, his level had improved, but compared to the kind of power that could control everything just now. In terms of feeling, at this time, Cyril only felt that his body was completely hollowed out.

But the dragonborn has definitely received his provocation.He looked at the corners of the mouth on that cold and mature face, adding a layer of charm to the blood-stained red lips, but at this moment, it was a "terrible" feeling:

"Oh? You have to know that you are provoking one of the most elite fighters. Let me explain first that dragon tails and claws are weapons that I rarely use. What I am really good at is—"

She dragged her voice, raised the big sword in her hand, and said loudly: "It's this guy."

Cyril forced himself to resist the twitching of his face, feeling the bloody aura rushing towards his face as the great sword was raised, it was hard to imagine how many killings this sword had experienced, and the martial skills honed under such killings, How amazing that should be.

Her tone was getting lighter, but to Cyril it sounded like she was getting crazy. She poured out her sentences extremely quickly, as if she wanted to vent all her aggrieved emotions:
"Yes, this sword once beheaded an entire knight order in Nolongard, which was their most elite knight order. I miss this feeling so much. After such a long time, I was almost suffocated. -"

But before her presumptuous words could continue, a weak voice sounded behind her:
"Yes, yes, and then you were severely beaten by the master and hung at the gate of the city for three days and three nights until you surrendered."

"Heart of Flame!"

Without even thinking about it, the dragonborn turned around and slashed with his sword, but the big sword was accurately blocked by another sword and swung aside.

And the commander of the Spirit Knights, Etienne de Chanoir, also appeared behind the Dragonborn.

"Sigrid, our swordsmen came from the same school and were taught by the same master. You can't defeat my moves without your dragon tail and dragon claws."

"Edian!"

Cyril exclaimed in surprise, he never expected that Etienne, whose head was crushed by the Dragonborn before, would reappear so soon.

"Successor." Aidean nodded slightly to Cyril, put his hands on his shoulders, and performed a Nolongard knight salute, "Thank you for what you did, I was able to gather my body again in such a short time .”

As he said, he raised his head and looked at the lush green leaves above his head: "It's been a long, long time, I haven't seen the Eternal Tree of Elves. This breath is so familiar and so beautiful..."

In his voice, the black horse he was riding before slowly came out from behind the tree, followed by the knights with triangular pointed helmets, one, two, three...

In a blink of an eye, all the spirit knights of the Extinguisher Legion appeared in front of Cyril and the Dragonborn.

They all turned to Cyril, put their hands on their shoulders, and then bowed to salute——

Cyril understood that the vitality Nora gave to the Tree of Eternity allowed Aidean and these spirit knights to re-condense their bodies.

As for where they were originally "stored"...

Etienne raised his hand, a large book with a black leather cover was in his hand.

"Bright Flame Heart, go back to your book!"

The dragonborn called "Sigrid" yelled angrily, but Aidean waved his hand leisurely, "No, no, Sigrid, we're going back to the book now, not letting you bully your successor." who?"

"Successor?" Sigrid looked at Cyril suspiciously, "You mean, Moon Crow recognized him?"

"I think so. Successor, raise your right hand."

Cyril turned his right hand and exposed the back of his hand to Sigrid's sight. The latter looked at the bright silver line in surprise, and finally snorted helplessly:
"So what, whether I can take this book or not is up to me."

As soon as she said this, she didn't get a reply from Aidean.

"Heart of Flame?" Sigrid turned her head in doubt, and saw the upturned helmet of the silent Spirit Knight Commander, who seemed to be looking melancholy at the leaves above her head.

After a moment, he whispered:

"Have you forgotten? Sigrid, you are also in this book."

Sigrid sneered, and her long golden hair was pushed back behind her head.She thrust the big sword into the tree roots under her body, and said loudly: "I am also in the book? Just kidding, I am the last guardian of the holy white royal court. I will turn it into a magical plain so that future generations able to..."

She suddenly couldn't continue.

"Remember? Sigrid." The commander of the Spirit Knights sighed faintly, "You said that you don't want to end with the end, so your body has become a magic plain, and your soul, together with us , into this 'Book of Heroic Spirits'."

"The Legion of Extinguishing Spirits, burn yourself until it is extinguished, and turn into a heroic spirit."

"You have long been a member of our Spirit Extinguishing Legion."

The Commander of the Spirit Knights said, took two steps forward, slowly handed out the big book to Cyril, and said softly:

"Successor, this is the last root of this magical plain, and now it is yours."

Cyril looked at the big black book supported by the silver gauntlet. The cover of the book was made of unknown material, and the ancient script written on it was exactly what the commander-in-chief of the spirit knights called "the book of heroes ".

His breathing couldn't help being a little short-he thought about what kind of treasures this magic plain would be made of, but he didn't expect that it was actually such a book that stored a legion's props.

But he looked at the Spirit Knight's hand, but he didn't reach out to take it.

Instead, it was pushed back, and then towards Sigrid, who stood still.

"You're right, you should try it."

"Try to see if I am qualified to take over all of this."

He bit this "everything" very hard, then shook his long sword, and the sword light flickered, pointing directly at Sigrid:
"Please enlighten me."

(End of this chapter)