The Final Knight

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The blood crossed a beautiful arc and scattered on the ground.

"Snapped."

The bodies of the two girls fell to the ground almost at the same time. They looked up at the sky. Their beautiful eyes had lost their brilliance. The sharp swords were inserted into their hearts and foreheads, and they nailed them to the ground. . But on their face, there still remained the joyful smile before, as if everything happened just too fast, so fast that even they could not react.

"Humph……!"

Sidwig snorted, and then she took a light breath, which forced her to shake the black belt in her hands, trying to retract her long sword.

However, she did not succeed.

"Ok?"

Weapons that could have been used with ease, but this time felt like a catty weight, Sidwig could not withdraw his weapons at all, as if they had been bitten by something, unable to move. How is this going?

At this moment, Sidwell heard the exclamation from the crowd.

"Sacred grace, what's going on?"

For the West soldiers in the Red Fort, they had just completely experienced the hell-like change from heaven. In fact, from the beginning, they did not have much confidence in the two girls. But the fact that followed was completely beyond their expectation-these two girls could not only join forces to resist the attack of the terrible talented knight, but even achieved an overwhelming advantage, which made these soldiers immediately Just cheer up again. After all, they have lost two people in a row. Although the sisters are not Wester’s soldiers, at least they are on the same side as themselves, not to mention that they are so beautiful and cute, so naturally they want to cheer them up. Come on.

But just as the soldiers were preparing to cheer, the situation turned straight down again. Sidwig’s final attack made the soldiers cold from beginning to end, as if they had fallen completely into the cold dark abyss. Know what to do. At this moment, it is not depression that fails again, but sadness and indignation that is revealed in the hearts of many people. These two little girls, who were so young, actually died like this, but they could do nothing. This deep powerlessness and sadness dominated their hearts.

This evil Sith, even such a small girl never let go! !

The soldiers cursed indignantly, and even some young and energetic people had raised their longbows, intending to aim at the evil monster, but at this moment, they widened their eyes in surprise.

Because, a slender arm was raised.

It was an arm wrapped in white sleeves, and as if responding to some of its calls, on the other side not far away, it was always the same slender, and the arm wrapped in black sleeves was slowly raised Then, they rocked at the same time, as if they were confirming, and it seemed to be saying hello, shaking and shaking—then, the backhand held the handle of the long sword that penetrated their bodies.

"The grace is on, what's going on?"

Looking at all of this, some soldiers even yelled out in silence. Many of them were even surprised that even their weapons were off the ground, but there is no one to care about such small things at the moment. They are just dead. Staring at the battlefield beneath the fortress, staring at the two girls who had already been penetrated by sharp swords and should have died.

They did not die.

The two girls reached out and took hold of the handles of the four long swords, and then pulled them out of their bodies a little bit. Since the body of the sword was significantly longer than their arms, this is undoubtedly a parallel Not easy movements. But the two girls were very patient. They pulled out their long swords little by little, and then held them upside down, supporting them like crutches to their bodies, and then stood up leisurely.

".........!!!"

Sidvie clenched her teeth, and she had noticed that things were not good. Although she could not see anything in her eyes, she was able to feel the surrounding things sharply by touch and hearing, and now she naturally sensed the reason.

Those two girls are not dead? No, it's impossible. I've clearly stabbed them to the point! Her hands still have the touch when they pierced the forehead and heart of the two girls, so how did they stand up?

Sidwell felt a little panic for the first time. She gently twitched her finger and tried to retract her long sword, but failed again.

At this moment, two still sweet voices rang from her side.

"Sister, it hurts."

"Sister, it hurts."

Messiah and Semia held the sword in both hands, and swayed the blood on them casually, and the wound on their foreheads recovered quickly at the same time, and soon disappeared completely, leaving no trace of scars.

"It attacks the heart and head at the same time."

"Cruel but effective swordsmanship."

"I've never tasted it before."

"But really satisfying us?"

The girls laughed at each other, then a silver bell-like laughter appeared, and then they raised their hands at the same time.

"So, big sister, the game is over."

Silver light flashed.

Sidwig's complexion changed slightly, this time she finally chose to retreat, and the petite body flew back in a blink of an eye, and at this time, the long sword thrown by the twin sisters came along The orbit of time, freely and quickly traversed in the air, and finally, accurately shot down into the sword sheath behind Sidwell. Along with the sound of "Ka", four long swords were sheathed at the same time, and at this moment, Sidwell's body shook slightly, and then stood steadily on the ground.

"So, big sister, have time to play together again?"

"I'm so sure? Don't regret it, big sister?"

I don't know when, Messiah and Semimia leaned against each other again, as if they were in their first appearance. The difference is that this time, the umbrellas held by the sisters did not point forward, but were placed on their sides, which seemed to represent their attitude.

".........!!!"

Hearing this, Sidwell instinctively wanted to talk about something. She stood up and exhaled, but she finally said nothing and turned away. Seeing that she turned and left, Messiah and Semia didn't say much, turned around, and ran to the right defensive line with a grinning smile.

In this scene, the people who watched it were basically inexplicable. No matter whether it was West or Sith, it was not clear which one was the last one to sing. Said Sidwig won, but the two girls weren’t dead at all, and it seemed that they didn’t even suffer injuries, just like a good man. But to say that Sidwig lost, it doesn't seem to be the case. After all, it seems that both sides have some spare power, and there is no intention to fight again. Therefore, most people do not know who wins or loses in this battle. After all, the battlefield is too far away from them. Except for high-ranking and above swordsmen, you can see clearly what is happening on the field. The rest of the people are not very clear. Besides, the previous contests were between a few ups and downs, but at the beginning, the sisters did have the upper hand, but then Sidwell also took the situation back, so... should it be a tie?

In the end, the leadership of West on the officer’s side also sounded good. After all, this is a psychological comfort for them. These two girls can resist the attack of Sidwig. They can cooperate with talent. The knights drew a draw! The talented knight is not invincible! Although this is really the case, it is clear that Messiah and Semia's relaxed and self-satisfied appearance before they left, obviously still retains strength. And that Sidwell left without saying a word. Obviously, she seemed to be a little bit worse.

And the Sith Empire is naturally unwilling to fall behind. Although the last game is a bit unclear, after all, Sidwig has gained an overwhelming advantage after all. As for the last time Sidwig turned and left-this has What is strange? Isn't this general the same character all the time?

Although neither of these two arguments can stand up to scrutiny, it does not matter, morale is the most important thing, as long as the soldiers feel that they have a chance to win, who will not raise the illogical contradictions at this time, That would be bad luck.

In response to the cheers of the Sith Empire soldiers, Sidwell entered the barracks once again. At this moment, she has completely recovered her usual appearance. The heavy restraint straps once again bound her body and tightened her arms. Tightly bound. The girl was still pale and indifferent. Facing the cheers of the soldiers, she didn't pay attention, just walked into the barracks quietly, and then came to the central command tent. Here, Lindilot is already waiting for her. She smiled softly, held out her hand, held the girl's shoulder, and then Her Royal Highness turned around, looking at the boiling soldiers.

"Soldiers, we have all seen it. We have once again seen the bravery of General Sidwig. She won such a dazzling victory with one person, then we will certainly win! West cannot be Our obstacles, in front of us, there are no obstacles! We will eventually cross them and win our own victory!"

Speaking of this, Lindilot raised her right hand.

"All for Sith!"

"All for Sith!!"

The soldiers cheered again, and then, Lindilot showed a soft smile to them, and then took Sidwig into the command tent.

Not so narrow as the command tent was empty, but after walking in, Lindilot was calm and the soft smile receded immediately, replaced by anxiety and tension.

"Sidway, how are you? How are you doing?"

"Sister Sister...I..."

Under Lindilot's inquiry, Sidwell responded to the cold expression before, she gasped for a few words and wanted to say something, but in the end it was a "wow" spitting blood. Then, that petite His body could no longer be supported, and as soon as his legs were soft, he fell into Lindilot's arms.

"Cheer up! Sidwig! How is it? How are you feeling now?"

Hugging the girl's body tightly, Lindilot asked nervously and anxiously in a low voice. Outside, you could still hear the cheers of the soldiers, but at the moment, it was very ironic.

"They... are amazing, my elder sister..."

Sidwell gasped heavily, clenching her teeth tightly. In fact, in the previous competition, she had already eaten a dark loss worthless. And the last collision of the twin sisters, Sidwell was unable to escape. Although she had used her real power in the occasion of a thousand shots, there was still no way to resist the attack of the other party. On the surface, the sisters 'S final attack seemed to be beaten by Sidwell, but only Sidwell knew that before the two umbrellas were flying, the power they had mixed had rushed into their own body along the sword Inside the body. Those are two incomparably powerful forces. If it is not Sidwell as a talented knight, then I am afraid that under the backlog of these two forces, it has already become a sludge, and the subsequent attacks also made Sidwell The injury is not small-the impact of the four long swords inserted into the sheath is completely transferred to her. Although its strength is not as great as before, for Sidwell who has been injured, this is simply An even worse blow.

"They... are so powerful..."

Sidvie bit her teeth, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction on her face. She never thought she would lose one day, but now, she had to bow her head to admit it.

"Although I did not do my best, we are on the same level in terms of the power we release, but even then, I have not been able to resist their attack. Sister, they are very powerful The understanding seems to be deeper and more refined than me. In a short period of time, I have no way to fight them. Even with the aura of talent, I am afraid it is difficult to predict the outcome..."

"I know."

Lindilot nodded her head and interrupted Sidwell's story. She was also a talented knight, so she could see through the entire battle process and Sidwell's injury. At this time, it was obviously not a good time to say this, so she did not say anything more, but picked up the girl’s body, placed it on the sofa in the command tent smoothly, and then covered her with a blanket. Sighed softly.

"How long will it take you to recover?"

"It takes three to five days at the shortest."

A bitter expression appeared on Sidwell's face.

"They didn't hurt me, so I only need a little time to recuperate and recover...but my sister, I think they... seem to have done it on purpose."

"I know."

Lindilot smiled softly, stroking Sidwell's hair, and answered softly.

"But now, it's not the time for this matter, Sidwell, you have to rest well. As for the outside things, let me handle it."

"Yes... Master Sister."

Hearing Lindilot's words, Sidwig nodded slightly and said nothing more. After a while, she fell into a deep sleep.

"call………"

Looking at the girl in front of her with helpless and affectionate eyes, Lindilot breathed lightly, then she stood up and walked out. At this time, her face became serious again, and she returned to the posture that a battlefield commander should have.

"Submit the order and stay in place. I will discuss the next arrangement and battle with Sidwell. Don't disturb us if there is nothing."

"Yes, Her Royal Highness."

After instructing the attendants, Lindilot returned to the tent. She stared at the sleeping Sidwig and frowned.

Lin Tilott has never had an intuitive understanding of what kind of strength the legendary final knight has, but now, she finally understands the strength of the other party. Karan casts a talent aura, but he still escapes after being wounded in front of the opponent. Although Sidwig hadn't tried his best, he was also seriously injured. It can be seen that the opponent's strength is obviously far more than his own, but... after all, war is not a patent for one or two people, but...

Lindilot gritted her teeth, then she went to the table and pulled out a piece of information from the royal city.

"Hope... it's too late."

She stared at the content above and murmured.

"brother!"

"father!"

With two brisk calls, Messiah and Semia rushed into Yulian's arms with a smile, they hugged Yulian's body from left to right, and two small heads couldn't help but stay in Yulian Rubbing his chest like a small animal.

"Did you see our performance?"

"We did very well."

"That big sister is so angry."

"But she still can't say it."

"Of course I saw it."

You Lian extended her hand with a smile, stroking their hair and head.

"You are doing the same good, Messiah, Semia, really not the one I am most proud of."

"Hehe..."

"Hoo..."

Hearing this, the sisters narrowed their eyes happily and gave a soft and light laugh.

"So, how long does our lady need to lie in bed?"

"In her strength, at least three or five days."

"It's definitely inevitable for up to seven or eight days."

"well done."

Hearing this, Yulian's mouth curled up slightly, showing a smug smile.

"Then our task has been completed, then..."

"Adult, what are you going to do next?",

O'Falriel asked beside him curiously, but looking at her face, a faint smile appeared.

"Um... next..."

Facing O'Falriel's inquiry, Yulian frowned and opened his mouth, but instead of answering O'Falir's question immediately, he turned his attention to Charlotte, who was coming here.

"Charlotte, what's wrong?"

"Master, there is important information."

Charlotte held the crystal that shone with magic in one hand, and quietly reported.

"According to the information from the Twilight Forest, His Majesty King V of the West led the 30,000 Imperial Guards in person and is currently heading towards the Twilight Forest along the Golden Business Road." (Unfinished. If you like This work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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