Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 62 Dragon Corpse Underground Palace ([-]) [Tickets requested! ! 】

Cyril was not the only one who saw the seat rotate, Elena also saw it.The girl's petite body tensed suddenly, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling.

"Ivor, did you see that chair, it moved!"

Elena yelled softly, and then heard the sound of the long sword being unsheathed behind her.

"I saw it. Sure enough, this kind of underground palace always has a big boss."

The silver light flickered on the blade of the long sword in Cyril's hand, reflecting the steps under his feet more transparently.That slender white bone seems to be stabbed out from under his feet at any time, just looking at it makes people feel cold.

"Boss? What boss?" Elena turned her head in doubt, but saw the knight behind him take off his travel clothes from his head, and walked out of the range where he could be invisible at any time.

"What are you doing, come in quickly, we're going up secretly!" the girl panicked. The knight had always acted steadily, but who knew that at the last moment, he became unrestrained and even gave up hiding his whereabouts.

He even started to say strange things.

But Cyril didn't mind at all that the language used by players in these games was heard by Elena. He fixed his eyes on the throne and said:
"It doesn't matter what I'm doing, you wrap up your travel clothes, and you have to rush in later."

"Rush in? What rush in? Ivor, come in quickly—" Alina raised her cloak and hurriedly waved to Cyril, but Cyril ignored him and took three steps forward in succession. , a little closer to that seat.

While he was moving forward, there was a clearly audible cracking sound of "cracking", as if the ice that had been frozen for a long time suddenly began to shatter.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling sound under the seat as wide as a throne, and it slowly began to rotate, and finally the front of the chair faced the two of them.

The surface of the chair was gray, and the white bones sitting on it supported his head with one hand, and one leg was up there, like a king in a slumber.There was a huge mosaic hole on the seat behind him, where a gemstone should have been embedded, but at this moment there was only an empty hole.

Cyril immediately remembered what Elena said just now——

The invincible treasure "Mage's Seat", Browning physically restricted Modo, pierced himself with a long sword and then pierced through Modo, so the protection of the Mage's Seat was broken.

"The mage's seat is this chair, and the inlay hole must be its magic core... Since the core is still vacant, Modo's resurrection will not have the blessing of the mage's seat."

Although Cyril doesn't know what kind of treasure the Mage's Seat is, he thinks it's all equipment that increases magic power, and it can even be understood as a shrunken Mage Tower——

Don’t think that the mage’s tower is just a tall tower that stores books and lives for mages. It is the best help for mages in battle. It provides a steady stream of magic power and inlaid magic circle runes on it. This is the fixed point of mage’s incarnation. The greatest support of the fort.

Mages are masters of others, and Mages who have a mage tower are masters of others.

But this good news did not relieve Cyril at all, instead he felt a burst of sadness in his heart.

If Elena's remarks are regarded as "the background of the ruins", then the current situation obviously does not conform to the description of the background.

The mage's seat is in front of you, and so is the lich sitting on the mage's seat.

But the swordsman who crucified himself and the lich on the seat, the Browning Visconti who was deeply admired by the girl behind him and regarded as his glory——

where is he

Cyril lifted the shield, jumped onto the steps in front of the girl, and blocked her sight with his own body.

He is too familiar with the relics related to the undead system, especially the relics where necromancers or liches sit at the bottom.The rogue in the game would only think that all this is so cumbersome, and then complained about it while cutting melons and vegetables to solve the obstacles, and finally chopped off the Lich with a single knife.

But in the game, no matter what the background of the ruins is, they are just a bunch of data after all.

But here it is reality.

He turned his head slightly, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Elena's beautiful purple eyes.

Inside there is panic, firmness, and a hint of yearning——

Even though she was extremely flustered at this moment, she seemed to have seen the scene where she took over the responsibility of her ancestor and ended what her ancestor failed to accomplish.

What a pure child, almost made up of courage, will, and glory.

But the more innocent he is, the more serious the damage to his belief will be in what will happen next——

In the game, how does the girl who has never been seen by the player face this reality?

Trembling with fear, passing through the clumps of bones, the courage that was about to be exhausted was rekindled the moment he saw the high platform in front of him, and then he was ruthlessly destroyed by that yearning figure?

Really...

Sad.

Cyril took a deep breath and spread his arms as far as possible so that the girl could not see the scene ahead.Of course, Elena didn't want to be behind others, she wanted to bypass Cyril and stand in front of him, just like before, the two of them supported their travel clothes and continued to move forward.

But Cyril's low voice, like a low thunder before a storm, echoed in her ears——

"Elena, answer me, do you want to pick up the glory of the Visconti family?"

She froze for a moment, then bit her lip: "That's what I have to do."

Where Alina couldn't see, the white bone began to tremble violently, and the crooked body gradually sat upright.Its skeleton is not tall, but the coercion it brings is not inferior to those necromancer knights in huge armor.

"Then, just do as I say." Cyril's voice was still calm, but in his mind, the relics of the undead system he had broken through came to the fore one by one, and the characteristics of the boss at the bottom of each level were vividly displayed. head.

Modo, Lich, what are their specialties?What kind of lich is best able to unleash the power of an orb of corruption and an artifact of mass destruction?

There is only one answer, and it must be this one——

Necromancy, Summoning.

"I will move forward in one minute and 35 seconds, close your eyes as soon as you hear the crash, go into stealth, go at full speed, don't look back."

He tried his best to speak every word clearly, so that Alina could clearly hear every word he said.

And Elena was silent, did not give him any response, but Cyril continued to say:

"Rushing to the high platform, you will face the Lich directly. It is very weak, but it is definitely not something you can deal with, so destroy the phalanx immediately."

"Then, kill it, use the method you know to extinguish its soul fire—"

His words came to an abrupt end, because at this moment the skeleton on the throne had stood up, and a faint blue flame ignited in his skull, and then a dark robe emerged, covering his boneless body.

Immediately afterwards, those eye sockets illuminated by the fire of the soul looked at Cyril.Bone's jaw opened, as if showing an ugly smile.

"I give you death."

In the mind, a hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded like thunder, and the skeleton in front of him suddenly raised his hand, pointing to where Cyril was with the bone's fingertips.

But Cyril had been prepared for a long time, he rushed forward three steps in a row, raised the shield high, and pressed the shield with both hands, only to hear a heavy muffled sound exploding on the shield, he gritted his teeth, and his center of gravity sank , almost the whole person was thrown down the steps, but he still stabilized his figure.

"Alina, move forward, run!"

He yelled loudly, and his hands had resumed the holding posture of a sword and a shield. The silver light of the Silver Blade Knight's sword was shining, but the sinking center of gravity became the best help for the offensive. In the next second, people seemed to be sitting Pops out on a spring—

charge!

　It’s been a long time, but I always feel that the rendering is still not good, orz
　　
　
(End of this chapter)