Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"If you encounter danger and get into a fight, can you protect yourself?"

"The first thing I worry about is "can I protect myself" instead of "can I kill others"? Haha, he is a kind child."

Listening to the focus of Ozwald's worries, Metatron chuckled twice; his already good impression of the former during these days of getting along with him increased by a few percentage points.

"After all, [not to kill] is the binding oath I swore."

Metatron smiled and said: "No matter how troublesome and difficult it is, I will not take another person's life before I find the answer I want.

What's more, I still have some confidence in my own skills; with the help of incendiary bombs and the like, I can still escape when I encounter an obstacle that is "impossible to win without killing". "

It's just victory and dignity, just give it all to others.

Even if you have to change your plan because of this escape, it doesn't matter if it takes more time to reach your destination.

Because someone once said this - taking a long way is the best shortcut to success!

"Tsk, you are a gunslinger, but you walk among the poor, and you also swore not to kill anyone again... You are really an authentic ascetic monk."

Ozwald smacked his lips and nodded: "Okay! If this is what you insist on, then I will protect you when you encounter problems in the future; leave the battle work to me, and you can do it with two shots depending on the situation. Is it okay to provide assistance? Or you don’t need to provide assistance. After all, if I kill someone else, then you will be an accessory."

"I am deeply grateful for your understanding, Ozwald. But I believe that with what you have shown now, we can solve the problem without fighting most of the time."

"Maybe." Ozwald shrugged: "When I was a child, I also hated killing people randomly, but as the situation required, I gradually got used to taking other people's lives."

"There is nothing we can do about it, Ozwald. Violence and suffering have been the colors of this land since ancient times."

Metatron responded to Ozwald's words.Then he paused for a moment and then said:

"Of course, if the situation requires it, I can also help you share some of the pressure, Ozwald. As long as you are willing to lend me your weapon.

Not to boast, but I have a good understanding of how to use a sword. "

At such words, Ozwald would inevitably look askance.

"...Don't you, the local Sakota of Rutland, only play guns?"

"Oh, isn't this because of work requirements?"

Mentioning this, the look on Metatron's face became a little embarrassed.It’s full of the miserable look of looking back at the past and looking back in a mess.

"Before the strike, I had to lead the team to start filming against the demons who robbed the caravans... Just, you know!"

Although there are Sarkota who add blades to their natal guns to deal with the melee combat of the Sarkaz mercenary group, how can such temporary modifications be used as real swords?

Then over and over again, after using it for a long time, the necessary skills will naturally improve as the level of practice increases.

But even in Rutland, where there are many people having fun, Metatron, who is skilled in swordsmanship, can be considered a minority.

Because instead of practicing melee combat, big guys often choose to increase their firepower and destroy the enemy before they get close ()

Anyway, that's the same sentence...

Life forces people to learn a lot.

"By the way, do you have any plans for our future journey? Ozwald."

After talking about combat matters, Metatron started a new topic.

Judging from the route they took in the past few days when they left the North View, the two of them were basically just wandering around in the wild.

Although the red dragon said that it would be fine to stay away from people, and Metatron only needs to accompany the former because of the prophecy, and does not pay much attention to the destination; but if there is a clear plan, it will naturally be better. a little.

Moreover, the northern area of ​​Ursus, especially the area adjacent to the ice sheet near Northern Lookout, is sometimes very dangerous!

Looking at Ozwald who seemed unaware of this, Metatron, who knew the inside story, decided to remind him:

"If you are asking for a place without people, then I think we can go one or two hundred kilometers south of Ursus, where the resources and climate will be more suitable. At the same time, safety is guaranteed. After all, if we are in This is so close to the Far North, and sometimes we might... eh? Ozwald, are you listening to me?"

——While talking, Metatron found that the red dragon in front of him not only had no intention of answering, but also stopped listening, and suddenly turned his attention to other places.

With a very alert look.

"What's wrong?"

"Shh!"

When Metatron asked what was going on, what he received was a silent gesture from Oswald, who had an increasingly serious face and was unwilling to even turn his head.

Then Sakota saw Red Dragon tidying up his D32 steel spell-casting gauntlets without saying a word, and pulling out the [Meteor] and the long and short swords later named [Broken Steel] from his waist— - Seeing him like this, Metatron also understood and extinguished the bonfire in the igloo, and at the same time took out the guardian gun and finished loading it.

Afterwards, the two of them walked out of the igloo; braving the roaring snowstorm, in the dark night, Oswald led them to start a cautious move in a certain direction.

After staying like this for a few minutes while maintaining a high degree of vigilance and walking at a steady pace, Metatron's brows gradually wrinkled.

He whispered to Ozwald, "It smells of blood."

"Well, there is also the sound of chewing bones..."

"Beast?"

"Not like..."

Ozwald shook his head, his red pupils flashing in the wind and snow.

Intuition told this young Drake that there was something more dangerous nearby!

With three hundred evil thoughts, even Wuhuang is at a loss: 11 The Legend of Snowy Night II

The smell of blood mingled with the blizzard.

And the more the two of them followed the wind, the stronger the smell became.

Along with the smell of blood, there was also a creeping feeling of uneasiness. A wordless roar echoed crazily in their hearts, shouting not to go any further and thoughts of turning back quickly - very soon. It is hard to imagine that this feeling of fear would appear in Ozwald and Metatron, the new and unknown Witch-Kings and the equally experienced former Pope Gunslingers.

But it turned out to be extremely strange.

And after Ozwald and the others had left for about a quarter of an hour, they finally found the source of the smell of blood and the body that caused the fear - it was a body over two meters tall with no trace of clothing. The giant Carters are covered with brown and black hair and look like their ancestors...or a creature that looks like Carters...

In the trembling eyes of the red dragon and the angel, this grotesque creature was facing away from the two of them, grabbing the person's body with its hands (at least its forelimbs) and biting it; its huge incisors, which were more than a foot long, each time During the collision, it was easy to remove several pounds of flesh, blood and bones from the body that looked like it had just died. The muscles and nerves still retained a certain amount of activity, so the body could twitch and chew into pieces.

In fact, just witnessing that horrifying scene with your own eyes has already put a huge amount of pressure on your spirit.

Even though the red dragon was used to seeing strong winds and waves, it was difficult for him to keep quiet. He roared slightly maniacally at his companion Sakota beside him:

"Damn, damn, damn! Did you see that?! Meta! **Damn this rabbit is eating people! ｔｍ’s rabbit is eating people!! Or maybe it’s just wearing the appearance of the ancestors of Carters? What other shit is this?!!”

But just as Ozwald felt manic, Metatron on the other side was also unable to maintain calm, and subconsciously chanted the name of their Sakota god as a believer.

"I see it, Lord, please protect me... Oh shit! It's spotted us too! Here it comes!! Ozwald!"

Perhaps it was difficult to arouse interest in the remains that had been chewed to more than [-]%, so the monster gave up on the still warm corpse.It turned around and rushed towards the two people who might have been discovered by it but didn't care; and as it acted, the originally crazy blizzard suddenly became quiet contrary to reality, causing a strange silence to appear around it. feel.

However, compared to the interference with the real environment, what is more creepy is that when the monster that looks like the ancestors of Carters attacks, the disgusting sweet smell comes out of the open mouth. The words spoken.

[Help...help...help...]

Words that were completely opposite to his expression, filled with fear and despair, were spoken in a hoarse voice that was not like human speech.

This is really hard to ignore, and Metatron can't help but think of a weird truth... that is, the origin of this words may be...

But no matter what, the monster's attack has arrived.

The sharp claws and big palms covered with snow and blood collided with the dagger subconsciously set up by the red dragon, causing a huge reverberation - judging from the power of this blow, the one in front of him The monster has the level of an ordinary knight after Casimir's training.The speed and strength are not too weak...but they are still far behind compared to the red dragon with half a foot in the legendary realm.

Because of this, although he was still a little dazed, his body instincts, which had been trained for many years by Linguang Long Cavalry Snitz, had already started to act spontaneously. He used his left hand to break away Carters who was about to pursue him, and caused a hole in his chest. At the same time, the long sword in his right hand had drawn a beautiful silver arc in the snowy night from the lower left to the upper right.

Hot and smelly blood sprayed out together with the fragments of internal organs, pouring on the red dragon's cheeks and body.

But there was no lamentation or regression as expected.

Even if half of the body is cut off, the spine is almost severed.But the Carters-like monster still launched an attack without any delay when the two halves of his body slipped. This action even intensified the separation of his body...

[Help...help...help...]

"Get out! Don't come near me you damn thing!!"

It’s still that weird tongue of the dead.But at the moment when the red dragon's eyes widened, and the inner pupils were immediately torn apart by scarlet, the ferocious dragon flames burst out from the ground into the sky in a rage.It illuminates a half kilometer radius of the dark night as bright as day.

After the huge pillar of flames that lasted for nearly half a minute subsided, there was no trace of the Carters-like monster in front of the red dragon. It was just a magma pool exposed after the snow melted and evaporated.

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It took Metatron 10 minutes to dispose of the victim's remains.

Although the initial plan was to dig a hole and bury it.But thinking that it might not be difficult to dig the soil with the claws and body of that monster; so this Sakota stopped the digging work in the middle, sighed, and lit up his own heat-filled radiance. The source stone technique burns the remaining remains into ashes.

During this time, Ozwald also confirmed the direction from which the victim's traces came.

"Want to go there?" After reciting the soul-purifying prayer for the deceased, Metatron stood up and asked Ozwald.

"Well, I don't think there's just one victim. There's probably a team nearby."

After freezing itself into ice and then smashing it to remove the blood stains, the red dragon responded to Sakota's question and nodded.

Judging from the fat and muscle in the remaining body parts of the victim, he was in a state of long-term malnutrition... that is, as a person who cannot live in a mobile city and can only take root in the ground to form villages on the bottom of the Terra continent. Most standard of living; typical of ordinary Terrans.

Although the physical abilities of Terra Superman are generally higher than those of the humans mentioned last week, even so, such ordinary people still do not have the ability to walk through a snowstorm; so obviously...

He was chased from the group that was traveling through the blizzard together, or was left behind.

As for being driven away by something, I believe there is no need to say more.

"But that means there's never going to be only one Carter like that. You understand that, don't you, Ozwald?"

The number of prey is generally linked to the number of hunters; with the madness of a monster that is meaningless even to death and pain, the situation of indiscriminate killing and cruelty is much higher than just taking in the necessary amount; therefore, if it is In order to attack the group of refugees, they are likely to act in groups.

This even means that the one killed by the red dragon just now may be a relatively low-ranking existence among the monster group.Otherwise, they will not share the feast of success with the group, but chase the singles.

"Exactly, that's why we have to see if there are any lucky ones who can be saved; or at least make sure that we are not attacked by the companions of these monsters while we sleep."

As he spoke, Red Dragon subconsciously placed his hand on the left side of his chest.

The heart under the palm was still beating rapidly, and the fear was not relieved by the disappearance of the monster; this was very abnormal.Obviously, the kind of power that could not even threaten Red Dragon's life, nor even hurt him, was simply not enough to bring about this throbbing.

too weird.

It's as if there is some kind of aftertaste that creates this fear...

With three hundred evil thoughts, even Wuhuang is at a loss: 12 Adventures on a Snowy Night III

The search lasted almost until sunrise, when they discovered the group of refugees.

Of course... it's a silent pile of wreckage.

Only a few pieces of clothing and body tissues such as hair could be seen after being torn apart by fangs and claws. The scattered pieces were only about three or four people, and the rest could never be found again. arrive.

Maybe it has been eaten, or maybe it was taken away without eating, either way it is the result that makes you unable to smile.

However, judging from the footprints left at the scene, this team may have originally numbered twenty or thirty people; based on the direction of the footprints, it can be judged that they all came here from the further north.

But now none of them survived.

Based on the test results of the collected wreckage, Metatron, who had spent several years in the mountains of Sami and knew many relevant secrets, found the reason why this refugee team was killed.

"I think I know why they were attacked by that crazy Carters monster."

"You're rude."

"Evil demons, they are contaminated with the [smell] of evil spirits. They may have passed through a certain land where evil spirits existed many years ago, and then were contaminated with the remnants there; therefore they became targets of attacks. Of course, this is just mine. One of the guesses, after all, I don’t know the truth, so I can only judge the cause based on my existing knowledge.”

"Sounds like those man-eating Carters have something to do with demons."

"It should be..." Metatron nodded: "It is said that as long as the evil demon exists, it will bring huge mental pressure to the normal people who fight with it. You can feel it from the one last night - even if you ignore it subconsciously , but the heart and brain can still feel the scream, and even after killing it, the fear will linger for a long time. If this cannot be overcome, even a dozen heavily armed elite soldiers will appear to surround and suppress one. die."

Even though the fully armed tactical team is much stronger than an ordinary Casimir Knight who can only rely on physical strength to fight, there is still no suspense in the final result that it will be such a 'weak' crazy Carters Kill the former violently, and maybe even wipe them out if something unexpected happens.

"After all, many factors must be considered in battle... If you are afraid, you will hesitate in action, and then you will die. Hesitation will lead to defeat."

In the unpleasant atmosphere, Red Dragon roughly sorted out the information.

According to Metatron, it sounds very much like these rabbits have the [ferocious aura] of giant dragons.However, compared to Longwei who can withstand it through willpower, the fear aura formed by these Carters with demonic power completely ignores the power gap or the firmness of willpower, and brings indiscriminate effects on those affected. to pollute.In the end, it just depends on how long the victim can hold on.

Of course, nothing is absolute.People who often fight evil spirits should have means to reduce or share this pressure. After all, Ursus can rely on the fragments of evil spirits to create the [Emperor's Blade], and what Ozwald obtained from Paul can also use evil spirits. This can be seen in the cognitive confusion ring created by the ability.

But the problem is that these are the means that Ursus officially has, but Victoria, which is located in the center of Terra, does not.

Therefore, this inevitably makes Red Dragon worry about the possibility that once he is trapped in a long-term battle, the accumulated pressure will cause him to collapse.

But that's not the primary issue right now.