Chapter 466 A Good Show

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Richard Bryson, a very common name, was born in the province of Raymond in the eastern part of the Omor Empire. He is the most outstanding genius knight of the Bryson family in the past three decades.

It's just that today our genius knight is a little embarrassed, covered in dirt and gravel, and needs to keep avoiding the chasing enemies behind him.

"Richard, we can't go on like this anymore, run to the nearest supply point!" came the voice of his companion Jamie. Jamie's condition was also very bad. If you are angry, you may have already hung up.

"Okay! Let's go! I hope someone with an official knight level will pass by!" Branson roared, and flew to the southeast with another burst of vindictiveness.

Bryson, Jamie and others have a total of four companions, and all of them are injured, and there are seven people who are chasing the enemy behind.

After chasing and escaping, more than ten hourglasses passed. Seeing that the location of the supply point was getting closer, Bryson's heart was getting colder and colder.

If there is no official knight-level big man coming to support the sound of fighting at such a close range, then it is very likely that the big man is going to patrol somewhere else.

A strong wind came from behind him, and Bryson moved forward at a high speed, forcibly twisting his waist, and dodged the inevitable cold arrow dangerously and dangerously.

The burning pain in his back was caused by the arrows tearing his leather armor.

"Is there really no hope?" Branson thought desperately.

Didn't die in the dangerous living fairy world, but died here?

Do not! no! I, Richard Bryson, are the man to revive family hope!

Since there was no way to retreat, Bryson took a step and changed his forward direction in an instant. Surprisingly, he turned behind him to chase the enemy, swung his long sword, and the bright silver sword light passed by.

"Hmm! Damn!" The enemy behind him groaned, and after being hit, he retreated to his camp within three or two steps.

"Frans, are you alright?" One of the seven chasing enemies was a woman, and the woman asked with concern.

"It's alright!" Bryson sulked his hand, and the blood on the right abdomen leached out of the leather armor, and Francis replied stubbornly.

Bryson's sudden counterattack also marked the final counterattack of the four being chased. There was no other trial team to help support, and there were no official knight-level bigwigs patrolling nearby, and their fate was already doomed.

Only the knights who faced the enemy's death did not turn their backs on the tradition of the enemy's death. Bryson's counterattack, in the reason of the chaser team, France's injury, can only be said that he was too rash.

"Quick fight, it's too far from our supply point!" said a blond man among the seven, who was the team leader.

"Yes!"

"understood!"

"Okay, boss!!"

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The remaining six replied that this is a well-disciplined team.

If nothing else, this four-person high-level squire team belonging to the three western islands will fall here today, and the only thing they can do is to fight for two more backs before they die.

But looking at the more tacit cooperation skills of the seven chasing the enemy, their dying struggle has little effect.

Five hundred meters above the northeast of the battle site, Locke asked angrily among the clouds, "Should we make a move? Those little guys can't hold it anymore!"

"Wait, wait!" Shelley watched the fierce fight below excitedly as if he had discovered something interesting.

Locke

face silent.

He really regretted teaming up with this woman. Locke was going to team up with Hals, but all three of Shelley's competitors wanted to team up with Shelley, making trouble and annoying Shelley. , and simply ran to join Locke to form a team, and Hals was naturally pushed out ruthlessly.

The battle below has reached the white-hot stage. Two of the four-member team in the three western islands were seriously injured and could only resist the enemy's attack with their backs on their backs. on both of them.

Suddenly, among the seven people chasing, an archer in green armor took a surprise, and shot a sharp arrow with vindictive energy towards one of the two.

"Push!" At such a distance, Locke seemed to hear the sound of arrows piercing into bones and internal organs.

"If you don't do it, I will do it. If any of these little guys die, it will be our task reward!" Locke said angrily.

"Hey, okay, okay." Shelley looked disappointed. Four people were seriously injured and three people were seriously injured. This team's "performance" only ended here.

Just as Locke was about to make his move, the subtle movement of the knight who was hit by a sharp arrow on the battlefield was caught by the sensitive Shelley.

"Wait." Shelley held Locke, who was about to shoot.

"Jamie! Look at you!" The sharp arrow stuck in his left chest was so conspicuous, but Bryson, the party involved, seemed to be okay, holding his hands in claws and pounced on the enemy closest to his side. People are also the main target of Jamie.

Bryson's doing this is equivalent to completely exposing his back to the enemy, and several strong winds came. This is the scythe of the god of death, the prelude to the decline of life!

Bryson's expression remained still, and he locked the enemy in front of him tightly as if at home, creating time for Jamie's ultimate move.

"Damn, get out of here!" The knight who was locked by Bryson was out of his mind. The enemy's intractableness and bloodiness exceeded his expectations. He hit Bryson with his elbow several times in a row.

Very little.

"Go to hell!" How could Jamie easily let go of the opportunity his brother created with his life.

Waving the great sword with both hands, Jamie charged towards Bryson with awe, only the locked knight in his eyes.

The two-handed sword was being danced with great power, and Jamie even saw panic and fear from the expression on the knight's face.

"Pfft!" A big head flew into the sky, and the headless corpse locked by Bryson staggered forward two steps and fell down.

Jamie, who succeeded in one blow, didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief. The huge amount of blows that followed drowned him. The sturdy armor couldn't resist the cutting edge of fighting qi, and the strong muscles were torn apart like paper by these vicious enemies. .

"Bang!" The rag bag is usually hammered several meters away.

"Wow!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and two enemies crossed towards him, his body was tired and weak, and the only thing Jamie could move at the moment was his eyes.

Looking at his brother Richard, Richard Bryson, who had resisted several attacks, had already fallen into a coma. At this time, an enemy also walked towards him after he passed out.

"It's over, brother, it's a pity that I can't fulfill my promise. I originally promised to go to Raymond Province to help you revive the Bryson family." Jamie dryly issued his last words.

"End? No no no! Little guy, you did a great job!" Shelley in light blue armor, like an angel walking in the world, suddenly appeared in front of Jamie.

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He does better! Shelley admired Bryson, who had passed out in a coma and didn't know his life or death.

Jamie swears that this is the most beautiful lady knight he has ever seen, and her arrival is so timely!

Official knight class! Saved!

Maybe it was overexcited. After seeing Shelley, Jamie's brain was congested and he fainted immediately.

"Oh, I actually passed out, will it be okay?" Shelley stretched out his fingers to detect Jamie's breath.

"Humph!" Different from Shelley's pretence, Locke used his mental power to attack as soon as he appeared, sweeping away all the East Coast knights and attendants present.

Of the six remaining people on the east coast, five were crumbling, clutching their heads in pain, only one woman who looked like a magician felt a little better.

"It's a first-level knight, let's escape!" The leading blond knight shouted loudly in pain.

The six quickly fled from different directions, and they also knew that under the two official knights, there was a slim chance of escaping only if they dispersed and fled.

"I'll go after these three, and the three belong to you, how about that?" Shelley said slowly, among the three she chased, including the blond captain, the guy who can be a captain in general, is very fat.

"Okay." Locke was succinct. Among the three he was chasing, there was the female magician apprentice, and I believed that the gains would not be small.

After the two had assigned their targets for a short period of time, they soared into the air like birds, chasing in the direction where the few escaped.

In front of the official knights who got rid of the gravitational force of the plane and learned to fly, these little guys who have not been promoted to the first level have nothing to hide. Their escape is only to delay death.

Unless there is a master of the same level to stop the two of Locke, their fate is already doomed.

The land on the east coast is fertile, the population base is large, and there are many high-level talents. Naturally, they will not arrange formal knight-level bodyguards for the high-level attendants of the trial like the three western islands that have just experienced two plane wars.

With a little effort, Locke successfully solved the three little things he was responsible for.

After returning to the original place, he found that Shelley was faster than him and was already there waiting for him.

After mastering the combat technique "Flying Feather", Locke's flying speed has increased by at least 20%, and Shelley is actually faster than him. In addition to the strength factor, he may also have some good flying skills.

Sure enough, there was someone outside, Locke put away his strange thoughts and walked over to Shelley.

"How about these little guys?" Locke asked casually.

Within his patrol range, if there are high-level attendants from the Three Western Islands who go missing or die, their quest rewards will be deducted. If one dies, two high-level energy spar will be deducted. Locke does not want to earn eight high-level energy spar in vain.

"These three little guys are okay, this is hard to say." Shelley frowned and looked at Bryson, who was still in a coma.

'It's not because you want to go to the show. ' Locke murmured in his heart, considering that among the four knight attendants, two of them remained conscious, Locke resisted saying this.

"Forget it, forget it, I think this guy is pleasing to the eye, so it's a good deed." Shelley sighed, took out a blood essence, split half of it and put it into Bryson's mouth.

Supplies such as blood essence still have some effect on formal knights, and they are even more invaluable to high-ranking servants. Locke was lucky enough to get a few tens of grams, less than one piece.

Half of the blood essence went down, and Bryson's complexion really looked much better, with a little bloodshot on his face.

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