My Heroic Life

ps: so few people start school

Chapter 44 Slaughter

In the woods not far from the lake, the knight is independent of the center of a clearing. He stands on the hilt of his sword, and the blade of Claurent's silver sword is shining cold. Looking around, there is nothing at the junction of the woods and the clearing. But the shadows are faint.

Yin Lan pulled out a bandage, covered his eyes with the white cloth, knotted his hands behind his head, and pulled out the shining king sword calmly.

The heart is like water.

Abandoning the vision that has the strongest impact on people among the five senses, Yin Lan easily enters the realm of sensing all things with his own body. In a dark field of vision, the outlines of a vacuum appear one by one. Perception of seeing things.

At the beginning, Yin Lan and Altria also tried to fight these strange existences based on the shadows on the ground, but as the number of encounters with these things increased, the two found that this method was not feasible.

First of all, it is difficult to judge the enemy's actions based on the shadow. With the angle of the light source, the two people often see various strange shapes. The most extreme is that when the light source is perpendicular to the ground, the shadows of these things directly become one. A round group.

Who can understand this?

On the other hand, even when the light source is good, not everything goes smoothly. As the two gradually return to the central area, there are more and more strange existences, and it can even be described as a group.

When the number of enemies increases, the shadow problem becomes more complicated. They will affect each other and overlap each other. Seven or eight shadows are connected together, and no specific actions can be seen at all.

And there is another problem with watching the shadow fight-neck hurts, as the angle of the light source changes and the shadow shortens and elongates, Yin Lan often needs to do a bow to block, tilt his head to swing a sword, turn his head to behead people and other weird things that violate the human body structure. operating.

That picture is a real ghost.

The most hateful thing is Yin Lan's sad discovery that Altria can actually ignore the shadow fight...because of the skill called intuition.

Once in a combat state, she can rely on this extraordinary ability like the sixth sense to make the most appropriate actions, and when the strength gap between the enemy and the enemy is too large, this skill can be described as extraordinary.

To draw a sword is to slash, to kill, are you afraid?

The shadow monsters are probably not afraid. After all, they don’t even seem to be afraid. They have always rushed over to give people a head, but Yin Lan is really embarrassed, because from the beginning, he seems to have become a burden, or... Cheerleaders shouting for cheer?

The man couldn't hold back his face. After all, he had just finished his bold rhetoric before, but the fellow Altriya was the opposite. While staying with her companion, she also kept Yin Lan tightly protected.

"It's okay, Lan just rest, I will protect you."

Altria's words made Yin Lan feel like a salted fish.

With the continuous occurrence and end of the battle, Yin Lan, who has been thinking of ways to participate in the battle, finally found a glimmer of opportunity, that is, the difference in the concentration of magic power. These things are slightly more than the concentration of magic power in the Forest of Lost. Little bit.

It's really a little bit, so small that even if the level of the magic way is like Yin Lan, one must concentrate on distinguishing, but this is enough.

Just like now, Yin Lan, who has shielded the five senses and strengthened their perception, has been able to spy on their figures, and the clorent in his hand glows faintly due to the injection of magic power, and a long-depressed killing is inevitable.

The battle of reverence.

The figures at the junction of the forest and the clearing began to move, and when they found Yin Lan standing motionless in front of them, they first waited and watched, and then immediately launched an attack.

The leading figure was a long-armed man with a spear-like weapon. It was the first to step into the open area and rush towards Yin Lan. The speed was slow, but it was silent. Only the shadow on the ground could see its stab movement.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong. Since ancient times, one of the main weapons of the army has been the long spear. Whether it is myths or legends and epics, there are countless heroes using long spears all over the world. This simple weapon has become a huge user base. The upper limit is very high and the lower limit is very low, but the interesting thing is that most of the famous players seem to be out of luck.

Compared with the legendary heroes, the long-armed man in front of him looks very strange. Whether it is his own pace or the angle and speed of the forward stab, it can only be regarded as unsatisfactory, and even not as good as ordinary human apostles. No wonder Altria They threw their helmets and armors, who killed them intuitively.

Yin Lan took a light step to the left, and the invisible spear passed him by. The clorent in his right hand slashed towards the upper left, and the touch of the sword passing through the body was clearly transmitted to his mind. .

The two sides passed by like a walk. After the silent killing, there was an extra silhouette of a figure falling to the ground on the ground behind Yin Lan.

The first person who died seemed to stimulate the sensitive nerves of this ethnic group. The invisible monsters swarmed up, and the shadows jumped out of the forest and formed a piece on the ground. The dark shadows of the demons danced quickly to eat away at the light.

Yin Lan held Claurent horizontally, holding the handle in one hand, and holding up the tip of the sword in the other. The silver king sword that had just killed the enemy seemed to radiate light like a soul.

I entered the country for an instant, and my mind was like a drop of water, dripping on the ground with ripples. In Yin Lan’s extreme perception, everything around him slowed down, the falling leaves were hanging in the air, and the turning beetle maintained it. Standing upright, the scattered shadows that are connected into one piece no longer move.

Yin Lan started, bent forward and rushed forward. The state was complete, and the sword moved at will, irresistible.

The martial arts of infinite skills are fully used, the mind, skill and body are integrated under this, the almost static world begins to flow again, and the silent knight begins to dance with the sword.

With inertia, he slashed open the chest of a long-armed monster, and his body leaned sideways to avoid the oncoming axe. The elbow of his left arm smashed the dagger who flew up, and then the blade turned and cut down. The heads of three swordsmen.

The dead monsters will lose their entities, so Yin Lan didn't use the corpse as a shield as usual. He quickly jumped around the shadow groups, harvesting life layer by layer.

Picking up the oncoming blade, the unbalanced long-armed swordsman was pierced by a sword. Yin Lan didn't bother to drew the sword from the enemy's corpse. The long sword that penetrated the enemy slashed directly at the moment the corpse became empty. , Clorent's silver blade divided a long-armed swordsman into two sections.

The number of enemies decreased rapidly as the fighting time lengthened. Yin Lan cut down the two again, and no longer hesitated, and directly rushed into the enemy line with the sword.

The body kept turning sideways, the blades turned back and forth, and the attacks of the long-armed warriors were evaded or turned away by a few millimeters. Then came precise and deadly attacks. Yin Lan's long sword was at the vital point of the enemy. Connected, the blow with the head split across the neck of the enemy next to him when retracted, and then the blade was turned and inserted into the heart of the enemy behind him.

The knight in the open space seemed to be dancing alone with a sword, and his movements revealed a sense of nature and beauty. The shadows stacked under his feet became more and more dense, as if he was alone in the darkness of killing.

The wind blows, the sword stops, and the dance rests, leaving only a spot of ink.

The knight reflexively wanted to wipe the blade of the sword. He raised his hand to find that the blood was not stained. He took the sword back into its sheath, unwrapped the bandage, and walked to his companion on the tree not far away to watch the battle.

"Well, I'll say it's okay."

The blonde girl jumped down and echoed with a smile: "Yes, of course I know Lan's swordsmanship."

The girl walked to her companion who had returned from the killing and looked around him, but she didn't find any traces of injuries, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's getting dark, shall we go deeper?"

"...Move forward a little bit, Morgan will be on the shore tonight if he moves fast."

"okay."

Altria nodded, took the lead, and then turned around and ordered in the name of the king:

"Lan Qing, rest, and follow me."

"Okay, no, obey, the great knight king."

Yin Lan saluted, smiled bitterly and stepped to follow the petite figure.

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Chapter Forty-Five

Altria and Yin Lan hid in the middle of a big sky tree not far from the lake, leaning on the thick branches and looking at the entire central area.

It is worth mentioning that at this time the mist in the Forest of Lost Trails has disappeared, or it is all at one place-the lake.

The thick mist covered the entire lake. From a height, it looked like cloth covering the mirror. Even Yin Lan's eyes couldn't see what mystery was hidden under the thick, almost liquid ether.

Altria clenched the hand on his side involuntarily. It was halfway through the night, but Morgan didn't move.