Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 387

2022-01-02

Chapter 387 Airflow
In the blink of an eye, Kaman approaches the green-eyed blonde with a speed that Winters can barely react to The man, pointing at the latter's Adam's apple with the sword, forcibly shoved the green-eyed man's second sentence back into his throat.

Urgently, another ruthless elbow shattered the green-eyed man's sternum.

It wasn't until now that the sound of Ernst Fuller falling without his support could reach the ears of others.

Also until this moment, Winters, Winters' guards and the four masks regained consciousness and made the next move.

Kaman has killed, Winters without the slightest hesitation into a spellcasting state.

However, the feedback from the third hand was not the familiar phantom pain, but an indescribable and unbearable tearing pain.

The sudden, unbearable and severe pain seemed to tear Winters' whole body to shreds. To pick up Winters.

Winters shivered and struggled to get up, but for a few seconds, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"Leave me alone." Winters propped up on the ground, gritted his teeth, pushed the guards away, and tried his best to point in the direction of the masked man: "Kill them."

Most likely, the mask People are court mages. The duel between the sorcerers is only a matter of seconds, and Winters doesn't know if it's too late.

However, he saw a strange scene: the four masked people also fell to the ground, obviously suffering great pain.

And Kaman was carrying a masked man's collar, punched the latter's Adam's apple cleanly.

There were more rambling footsteps approaching, not in the direction of the hotel—the green-eyed man and other helpers.

Winters staggered and stood up, feeling that the strength of his limbs had recovered a little, he pulled out his stick and sword, and ordered his subordinates sharply: "Go back!"

The guard froze for a moment, gritted his teeth Heading down, Meteor strode towards the hotel.

At this time, Kaman was already "dealing" with the third masked person.

Although Winters' limbs were still a little unruly, his mind was clearer than ever before. In one breath, he had already figured out what was going on, and hurriedly stopped Kaman: "Stay alive. Yes!"

Kaman looked up at Winters, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and his voice was full of anger: "Not one of them!"

Before he finished speaking, he would The neck of the third masked man was twisted off.

Winters, loudly roared unwillingly, took up the enemy behind with swords.

All kinds of changes happened in an instant, and before the old Schmid and Fuller came back to his senses, Winters was already in close combat with the later enemy.

It wasn't until blood splattered on him that Fuller realized he wasn't dreaming. This Fatty Bai instantly sobered up, and cried like a lifeless man: "Killing!!!"

It doesn't matter this shout, it immediately attracted the attention of others.

Old Schmidt fiercely slapped the Fuller boy in the face, put the latter under his arm, and staggered to the lakeside hotel.

In addition to the four masked men, Green Eyes also brought more than a dozen swordsmen. As soon as they realized that something was wrong, these swordsmen who had been ambushing around to prevent their target from escaping immediately surrounded them.

As soon as Winters crossed swords with the enemy, he knew right away that they were all good players.

The sword arm that met Winters was powerful and aggressive. Taking advantage of the length of the swift sword in his hand, he ignored Winters' counterattack and moved towards Winters' vital stab.

Winters' cane sword does not have a slot that can lock the opponent's weapon, and Winters has no time to entangle with the opponent.

In a flash, Winters "seized" the fleeting opportunity and directly grabbed the opponent's sword with the cloak.

He held the blade in his hand tightly, not letting it move at all.

The opponent was startled at first, instead of abandoning his sword, he drew his sword and retreated.

With a single thought, Winters had a terrifying wound on his palm, and his stick and sword pierced through the opponent's chest.

Winters didn't want to fight, and before the other swordsmen approached, he quickly moved away, leaving the other side clutching his wound and falling to the ground.

Around more swordsmen, Winters desperately needs to regain his spellcasting ability, but he doesn't dare to enter spellcasting state easily.

At this moment, Kaman dealt with the last masked man and supported Winters non-stop.

Unlike Winters, Kaman has no temptation or confrontation. His battle method is simple, rough and direct. His movements are as dexterous as a big cat, but the power contained in his fists is as terrifying as a bear.

The opponent's swift sword stabbed, Kaman directly used his arm to push away, followed by approaching the opponent at an incomparable speed, punched to smash the opponent's sternum or Adam's apple.

It seems that the injury is exchanged for life, but Kaman seems to not care about the injury at all, just avoid some key points.

By the time Winters took down the second enemy, Kaman had taken out three swordsmen in a row -- unarmed.

Witnessing Kaman's "battle method at all costs" and "unimaginable hand-to-hand combat" killing his comrades in a row, a swordsman was startled, and he shouted like crazy: "You are You are..."

Before he could finish speaking, the swordsman suffered a heavy blow to his jaw. The swordsman fainted on the spot, and was kicked by Kaman to break his cervical spine.

The swordsmen who are still alive have discovered that: the guy with the sword, they can't solve it for a while; the guy with bare hands, they can't deal with it.

No one has the courage to fight such a mortal battle.

One swordsman turned and fled, followed by the other swordsmen without hesitation running in other directions.

Winters and Kaman didn't say a word and went after them separately. Kaman Rabbit rose and fell, knocking down two fleeing enemies in a row.

"Can you use spell?" Winters roared.

Kaman roared and replied, "That's it!"

The enemy had run out of Decomposition Spell's casting radius, Winters without the slightest hesitation, tore off two coat buttons, and aimed at the nearest The enemy's back shot two arrows in a row, and the latter staggered and fell.

Immediately afterwards, he moved towards another fleeing enemy and threw a cane sword. The swordsman who had run more than a dozen steps was pinned directly to the ground.

While Lord Baron and his personal priest were fighting for their lives with the strange swordsman, old Schmidt carried Fuller and ran desperately to the lighted lakeside building.

However, old Schmid was no longer as strong as he used to be, and Fuller was so fat that he was caught up before he ran a few steps.

Fatty Bai Fuller heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, knowing that he couldn't run away, he jerked away the arm of "Schmid Uncle", and wailed and rushed towards the swordsman - also By wine.

"The forge is lost." Fuller howled, "I'm not alive either!"

The swordsman was completely unprepared, slammed into his arms and fell to the ground . The Swift Sword in his hand plunged into Fuller's thigh and came out through the fat.

Fuller suddenly screamed like a pig.

The swordsman wanted to push the fatty away from him, but he suddenly hit his head hard and let out a low growl in pain.

Old Schmid held up the triangular stone found on the lake beach, and moved towards the swordsman's head fiercely, giving the swordsman a scoop.

Then the old blacksmith picked up the Fuller boy and stumbled to the stone building by the lake.

There was another series of footsteps, but this time it was not the chasing swordsman, but the Winters who came to protect the two.

Seeing Baron approaching, old Schmid seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground panting. It doesn't matter, it affects Fuller's wound again, and the latter screams again.

"Quiet!" Winters snapped at Fuller. He slits Fuller's trousers, then examines it in dim light for a week: "You're lucky, Mr. Fuller, you probably didn't hurt the artery."

Fuller snorts and tears: "What? ...what should be?"

Winters didn't talk nonsense with Fuller anymore, but looked towards Old Mister Schmid: "Old Mister, are you all right?"

Somewhat dazed Old Schmid shook his head mutely, then suddenly came back to his senses, generally pointing at Winters' left hand: "Are you injured?"

Winters shook off the blood from his left hand and took the rag from Fuller's pants. Binding his wrists: "It's okay."

A low moan came from a few steps away. It turned out that the swordsman who was kicked by the old Schmidt was still alive, and kept making a faint sound.

Winters walked over and saw that the swordsman's brain had flowed outside. He judged that Broken Sword's hand was helpless, so he used Decomposition Spell to give the other party a good time.

He controlled it precisely and didn't do too much damage. The swordsman's body trembled, and his eyes lost their vigour. Winters sighed, reaching out and closing the dead man's eyes, got up and walked towards Old Man Schmid and Fuller.

Fuller looked at "Granache Baron" with blood spots on his body, left hand and forearm dyed red, and finally understood what the guard said - "Within five paces, no one is there. is the enemy of adults."

Old Schmidt stood up tremblingly, his Adam's apple turned, and wanted to say something.

Over there, Kaman came over with a sword after confirming that all the corpses were dead.

Kaman walked over to the swordsman that Winters had just "released". Although the latter was obviously dead, Kaman stabbed the other side with a sword before walking towards Winters.

“How is Churin?” Winters asked Kaman — Churin was the first guard to meet the enemy.

Kamanshook the head.

Winters' heart sank, exhales one breath saying in pain.

He looked at Kaman and wanted to ask all kinds of things, but he couldn't speak in front of other people. Finally, he nodded to Kaman: "Fortunately I have you today."

But this simple thank you instantly ignited Kaman.

Kaman threw away his sword and stood in front of Winters in one step, grabbing Winters' throat with his right hand and grabbing Winters' wrist with his left hand.

His shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, his eyes were burning with fire, and he stared at Winters, gnashing teeth asking, "Do you know who they are?"

The familiar feeling reappeared, that inexplicable oppression and needle-prick.

The last time I felt this way was in the mountains outside Steelcastle. That time, Kaman also strangled Winters by the throat and wrist, forcing Winters to answer questions.

Kaman admits it himself - there is no diving technique for distinguishing truth from lies.

But Winters had no doubt that Kaman would crush his throat immediately if he uttered any lies.

"I can probably guess who they are." Winters answered honestly and as succinctly as possible: "But I haven't seen them."

Silence, suffocating silence.

Kaman almost bit his lip, but didn't move.

He then asked a second question: "You used me against Your Majesty people?"

"No." Winters looked straight at Carman: "Never. "

Kaman continued to stare at Winters' eyes for a long time, then suddenly let go.

The oppression and needle-prick were gone, and Winters was freed from a crisis of imminent death.

However, Kaman's eyes were filled with endless regret and regret, as if a young child finally realized how big the trouble was after he made a terrible disaster. He staggered back a few steps, slumped limply, gasping for breath, staring straight at his blood-stained hands.

"No living mouths," Winters said.

Kaman looked at Winters and laughed miserably, from small to large, as if he had heard the funniest joke ever.

Old Schmid and Fuller suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Kaman stood up and walked numbly to Fuller and old Schmidt.

Fuller swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I will not say anything."

But Kaman didn't seem to hear, and approached Fuller silently.

Fuller wanted to beg for mercy again, but his tongue didn't obey him at all.

Crying and crying, Fuller suddenly felt a cold on his leg, followed by a heart-wrenching pain.

Kaman directly pulled out the sword on Fuller's leg, wiped the blood from the wound, then pressed the wound and chanted in a low voice.

After the ceremony was completed, Kaman walked to Winters again, checked Winters' left hand, and confirmed that no tendons and bones were injured, then he took out the holy water bottle that he carried with him to rinse it, and then he also whispered chanting.

Under the watchful eyes of Fuller and Sr. Schmidt, the wound on Winters' left hand slowly shrank, leaving only a shallow red mark in the end.

Fuller couldn't help feeling the wound on his leg - it still hurts a little, but it's gone.

After sitting for a few seconds, Fuller swooped on Kaman, held Kaman's shirt and kissed desperately, repeating frantically: "Saint, Divine Vestige, Lord..."

And Kaman is like a walking corpse unconscious and breathing, numbly accepting worship.

Winters asked Kaman worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Kaman said nothing.

Winters pulled Kaman's sleeves directly, and found that some wounds were still bleeding, and some wounds had healed as before.

A priest with self-healing abilities and superb martial arts, Winters thought, was the natural enemy of the sorcerer.

The firelight and the sound of footsteps approached the small building by the lake and quickly approached the position of the few people-reinforcement troops came.

Soon, Winters saw Anna's anxious face.

"It's fine." Winters smiled and reassured Anna: "Don't worry."

Anna bit her lip, trying not to show panic and sadness, and kept nodding.

Winters ordered two people at once: "Charle, you go to the Legion station outside the city, tell Colonel Bern what happened here, and ask him to send someone here."

Charle Without further ado, he ran to the stables.

"Koch!"

"In."

"Go to the outskirts of town, find Pierre, and let him take everyone and go into town Come to me."

"Yes!" Koch raised his hand in salute and hurried to the stable.

Two fast horses, one after the other, galloped past everyone and broke into the night.

There was also noise from the main building of the hotel. It seems that the messengers and the guests of the hotel have already noticed the strangeness outside, and it will not be long before someone will come to find out.

"Send the sentry." Winters ordered in an orderly manner: "No one is allowed to approach, and whoever dares to break in and kill on the spot. Ask, say it is under the order of Colonel Berne."

"Yes." The remaining guards dispersed.

Winters extended the hand to Anna: "Help me up."

Anna supported Winters' arms with slender shoulders and slowly helped Winters up.

"I'll help you go back." Anna said distressedly.

"No. You go back first, I'll examine the body." Winters stood on his cane and whispered, "It's not over yet."

Before he finished speaking, The sound of hooves that had just gone away quickly returned.

Koch broke through the night, dismounted from the saddle in front of Winters, and hurried forward to report: "Your Excellency, the old town is in chaos!"

"In chaos?" Winters frowned.

"It seems that someone is gathering a crowd to rob and smash."

Winters hearing this, looking at the old town of Steel Castle across a long lake shoreline.

The gust of wind brought faintly discernable cries and cries, and on the edges of the outlines of the houses in the distance, there were faintly scattered firelights.

Tonight is not over yet.

[It's too annoying to be out of context, so I wrote tomorrow's update in a hurry]
[This is tomorrow's update, tomorrow's update, tomorrow's update... So tomorrow if not Updates are normal...]
[Priest Kaman's real ability, he himself has leaked several times before]
[For example, when Kaman was angry, he once asked Winters very directly: "You think you're magician, so I can't deal with you?"]
[Also, when Father Kaman said "Steelcastle is dangerous, Winters is not safe to go out", he doesn't mean that other people are in danger...]
[The author himself should not break the stalk (OrZ), the most beautiful moment is when the book friends see a knowing smile.]
[But because the writing cycle of the online article is relatively long, some of the grass snakes in front The gray line may have little impression on book lovers.所以请允许我这次代俎越庖一下（捂脸）]
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