Extraordinary Noble

The dragon's breath is a very embarrassing skill, its speed is not fast, ordinary legendary knights and even level 9 knights can dodge it.

However, if an extraordinary level 8 knight or below encounters the breath of a giant dragon, it will be a disaster.

Level 9 temple knights and legendary knights are not many in the entire glorious army, and level 8 knights are the mainstay.

"Puff, puff."

As the fan-shaped hot dragon's breath fell, many temple knights and priests burned like flames, and then turned into ashes.

"Let's go wild, Rottweiler." Colin held Frederick's Dragon Slaying Sword in both hands while riding the red dragon, and released the dragon-slaying sword energy to his heart's content. This sword energy can break the hard scales of the giant dragon , for the glorious army, it is also quite destructive.

With their cooperation, the center of the glorious army blossomed, and pieces of magic sticks died. But these temple knights and temple priests are really terrifying. Before they died, they didn't make any screams. Even watching their companions die under the dragon's breath, they didn't have any fear.

They only have God in their hearts, and for the Lord of Radiance, they can sacrifice everything.

Their expressions are extremely resolute, full of faith, like a party of justice.

On the contrary, Colin Russell is like a villain in a knight novel, powerful, evil, and chaotic.

"Huh?!" Just as Colin was riding the Rottweiler, playing wild to his heart's content. Colin's arm, under the will of the giant bear armor, swung the dragon-slaying sword in his hand on his own, and slashed to the left.

With a "ding", the sound of the sword colliding sounded. Colin's arm trembled slightly, and it was difficult for the Dragon Slaying Sword to move forward any more.

"Huh?" Colin belatedly revealed a look of surprise. He is still him, just a person who relies on the power of the artifact to act recklessly.

His own perception ability does not know what happened.

The void began to twist, and an ordinary male holding a magic dagger appeared in Colin's field of vision.

Colin didn't know, otherwise he would have recognized at a glance that this person was a member of the Inquisition, that is, he killed Knight David.

"I can't let you continue to behave wildly, otherwise the army of glory will not be able to hold on."

The male killer said something calmly, opened the Dragon Slaying Sword], thrust out the magic dagger in his hand, and tried to kill Colin through the gap in the armor.

"Don't underestimate me, bastard. If I let you kill this guy, will I still have face?" Rottweiler was furious, and his whole body suddenly turned over, protecting Colin under his back, a dragon The wings flapped and bombarded the body of the male killer.

"Touch!" The huge force from the red dragon hit the male killer, and his whole body flew towards the west like a meteor, and landed on the ground with a loud roar.

A circular pothole was formed on the ground, he shook his head, and quickly stood up. Although his expression was still calm, his tone was full of admiration.

"As expected of a red dragon with the surname Evans. Powerful melee combat ability, and extraordinary magical ability. But don't you feel ashamed? You have such a great surname, but you are ridden by humans."

Not only is he a killer, but he's also a pretty good teaseer.

"We are an equal contract, bastard, my mother works in the dark and earns money." Rottweiler became furious, and she couldn't bear anything else when she was irritated, and only this **** was in her eyes. With a flutter of wings, he swooped beautifully, stretched out his dragon claws, and attacked the male killer.

"Don't be fooled, Rottweiler. This guy is specially provoking you and attracting your attention." Colin tried to hold Rottweiler, but this **** was already crazy and rushed towards the name like a mad dog. A male killer, and was lured to the edge of the battlefield.

And the destructive power caused by a red dragon is huge, and it is definitely a disadvantage to be attracted by a male knight.

"It seems that our Grand Duke is still unable to fully control the red dragon. But this is also normal, the dragon is not a good baby."

Looking at this situation, Raphael showed a slight smile between his brows and eyes, but it was immediately replaced by seriousness.

His eyes were firmly attracted by the male killer.

There is no glorious power in this man, he is the extraordinary power produced by the blood in his body as the core.

"This person must be from the Inquisition, someone who handles dirty things for the Glorious Holy See." Raphael showed a disgusted expression on his face.

Under the benevolent and pure Lord of Radiance, there is also a faint existence.

What an irony.

Immediately, Raphael raised his head again and looked forward, the destructive power caused by the red dragon still exists. Right in front of the glorious army, there was a gap.

This is a war machine.

"Marquis Maiton, Earl Ryan, you lead the legendary team to break through this glorious army head-on. Cut them into two pieces on the left and right, and then destroy them as much as you want." Raphael smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the people around him. Said a team of legendary knights.

In this battle, Van Gogh also contributed.

The Marquis of Maiton and the Earl of Lane are also traditional aristocrats, possessing the pride of nobility and strong faith. They are also willing to contribute to the nobles and fight against the gods.

This great war is not just a battle for the founding of the country in the dark. It is also an important battle for the nobles to fight against the gods.

"Come on, Ryan." Marquis Maiton held his magic sword in both hands, jumped into the battlefield first, and attacked towards the huge gap created by the red dragon.

"Yes. Your Excellency the Marquis." Earl Ryan showed a militant smile on his mouth, and then resolutely followed. At the same time, the members of the legendary knight team followed closely behind.

This is a great war, and it is also a battle of strength.

There is no trick at all, only blood and flesh, the collision of willpower. Both parties involved in the war have firm beliefs.

Gods, nobles.

A collision of laws.

A war fought for belief, abandoning one's own life, embracing the underworld.

The glorious army remained silent in the face of death. The same goes for nobles.

"Get out of our world, **** god." An old knight on the noble side was wearing a black magic armor and a sharp magic sword. After slashing and killing a shining knight, he spat out a mouthful of **** spit at the knight and said vulgar words.

He's really old, and he's running out of life. But he was very excited, the blood in his body was boiling more fiercely than that of young people.

He has participated in many wars in his life, the most recent being the invasion of evil gods. Under that terrible catastrophe, life is so fragile.

The nations of the seas are broken. He is full of hatred for evil gods, and has no affection for good gods.

"This is the world of knights and magicians." Before the old knight could catch his breath, he threw himself at another glorious knight, sacrificing himself.

"Pfft!!" But he was old after all, a brilliant knight chopped off his right arm, blood sprayed out, and the wound healed quickly.

"It's really old. The wounds heal much slower than when they were young." The old knight paid attention to his right arm, then held a magic sword in his left hand, and rushed towards the glorious knight resolutely.

"Come on. Don't think that you can easily take my life. I am the mighty William." The old knight exuded a powerful aura, which was an aura that refused to admit defeat despite his old age. He may not be very strong, but his belief is strong and his soul is firm.

But the shining knight on the opposite side is also a person of faith. It can even be said to be a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner.

"This world doesn't need knights or magicians. It only needs brilliance." The expression of this radiant knight seemed like a sculpture, full of ruthlessness. He looked up at the old knight who was burning with fighting spirit, without any mercy, he swung the magic sword in his hand, cut off the old knight's left arm with one sword, and then chopped off the old knight's head with one sword.

"Go to the underworld. Unbelievers." After beheading the old knight, the glorious knight showed contempt on his face, showing a sense of superiority.

They are believers who will enter the Kingdom of God of our Lord after death. And the souls of unbelievers are only worthy of wandering in the underworld, howling mournfully.

"For my lord!" The glorious knight chanted with a firm expression, and then rushed towards another noble knight.

The fighting and death of this old knight were just ordinary scenes in this war. He doesn't need mercy either.

He is fighting for his own beliefs, and dying in battle is his destiny and his glory.

"I really don't have too many regrets in my life." Before he died, he thought in his heart.

"It's just a pity, the night. How far can the night grow? Can it cover the light and restore order to this world?"

This may also be fate. The divine name of the Lord of Radiance has existed for a long time. And Colin gained the name of the night when the evil **** invaded, and grew up step by step.

Finally stood here, commanding the army of nobles, in the name of the night, against the glorious southward expansion.

Night, light.

Let's see who owns the world in today's domain.

the other side. Colin finally controlled the crazy Rottweiler, commanded Rottweiler to quickly get rid of the male killer's entanglement, and charged towards the battlefield.

"Thundercloud crit!!"

Rottweiler spread out her wide wings, strong magic waves formed on her body, and a dark cloud enveloped the sky, blocking the light. Immediately after, there were strips of lightning as thick as dragons, twisting and rushing down.

"Crack clap clap!!"

Under the ravages of the thick lightning, many glorious knights became coke before they could make a sound.

"Be careful, avoid our people." Colin stepped on Rottweiler's back with his right foot, and Rottweiler didn't answer. He swooped down, stretched out his claws, and pinched the two brilliant knights to death. With a slap of the dragon's wings, a large number of glorious knights were knocked into the air.

The red dragon is declaring its majesty, its tyranny and ferocity.

She doesn't need Colin's cooperation, or in other words, Colin doesn't have such strength yet.

Colin simply watched from the sidelines, watching his red dragon raging on the battlefield, playing wild to his heart's content.

Even Colin Russell, who is only level 7 extraordinary, has a strong will to fight. And on this battlefield, the only ones who don't have the will to fight are the Marquis Lewis and his three established knight orders.

Marquis Lewis stood behind the three knight orders, watching the glorious army in front of them being defeated. That powerful red dragon is raging like a strong wind.

Looking at this tragic battlefield, he felt cold all over. As the red dragon kills and kills more glorious troops, the closer she is to him.

"We can't hold on any longer. Your Excellency Pusius." The Marquis of Lewis turned his head with an extremely ugly expression, and pleaded with the city of Lewis.

"Hey!" Archbishop Perseus sighed in response to Marquis Lewis. He didn't know whether he was sighing at the current predicament of Glory or the agent they had found. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com is so "weak".

He has the strength of a legendary knight, but he doesn't have even the slightest will to fight. It's not as good as the "little guy" riding a red dragon.

Although protected by magic armor at the level of an artifact, and blessed by a red dragon, this battlefield is extremely dangerous for this little guy.

If he had succeeded just now, everything would be over. The source of southern resistance is this night, as long as the night is dispelled, everything will be over. The army of nobles would collapse in no time.

Purseus regretted that the male killer did not succeed.

"My lord's mighty power, how can ants be able to spy on it? After all, you will be smashed into pieces."

Purseus flew up, and the strong wind blew his white robe flying. Strong divine power concentrated on him from the church in the city, and quickly enveloped him.

He was like a shining egg], and not long after, the egg broke. Flying out of it were... angels.

A handsome and majestic angel whose face could not be seen clearly, but could not be described, flapped a pair of pure white wings and waved a huge lightsaber in his hand.

He or he.

God's power is like a prison.

A kind of super coercion that seems not in a dimension appeared on the battlefield. The aristocratic knights who were less than legendary immediately had their hands and feet sore that they almost knelt on the ground.

So is the Radiance.

This has nothing to do with belief, this is an absolute power gap.

This is also transcendence and holiness, and only legends are qualified to stand in front of Him.

Rumor has it that angels are God's bodyguards. They are not only sharp blades in God's hands, but also shields in God's hands. They are omnipotent and invincible.

Wherever the shining angels go, no darkness will remain.

The world has only light.