Chapter 188, Battle of Knights
The sun is slowly going down, and the time is approaching winter. The villagers respectfully add firewood to the hut and ask Ryan what he wants to eat at night. They will try their best to get it for Ryan, but Ryan said that he has something to eat , don't bother.
Even so, the villagers sent Lane two fish and a rabbit.
Paved the ground with wood and straw, and sat by the fire, Ryan hugged Veronica's proud delicate body gently, and said softly: "There are still several hours before the sun goes down, and vampires always like to watch at ten o'clock in the evening Even after eleven o'clock, we will come out for activities. Before that, we..."
"Lyan! You bastard!" Who knows that before Ryan finished speaking, Veronica stomped on him hard, blushing: "Don't you look at what is here?! Wait for your return In the territory, I will naturally accompany you more, but I can't do it here, it's too dirty, and people will see it."
"I didn't mean that, my big witch!" Ryan complained: "Veronica, I'm not that kind of person. How could I have that kind of thought in the current war? I mean, let's have a good chat .”
Veronica just gave him a blank look. The witch stretched out her hand and pushed Ryan's big hand around her waist away, and then looked at the burning flames in the middle of the house and the grilled fish on the fire with her beautiful almond eyes, and then said: "What does my great knight want to tell me?"
Ryan's blue eyes reflected the flames in the house, and the Holy Grail Knight was silent for a long time.
"Do you think I will have this day? God's Chosen Champion? A real baron?" Ryan stuffed a piece of firewood sent by the villagers into the fire. Unexpectedly, he was a little bit less interested.
"Thinking about it, I have always believed in you, Ryan, my man." The expression on Veronica's face also softened, and she held Ryan's big rough hand: "It's just that I didn't expect so soon, the whole The number of great nobles in Brittania does not exceed 1,000, even if you add all the Holy Grail Knights, it will not reach 1,500, you have already entered the core of this country, and you have done a good job."
"But I'm not satisfied." Ryan shook his head. He thought for a while before continuing: "Do you know, Veronica, the lady told me that in the north, another Chaos Eternal Chosen was born."
"Another Eternal Chosen of Chaos?! But... Isn't it just over a hundred and fifty years since the Great Holy War?" Veronica said in surprise.
"The birth of Chaos Eternal God has nothing to do with time, dear." Ryan stroked Veronica's little hand, and continued.
Just like what the fairy in the lake said, the birth of Chaos Eternal God has nothing to do with time.
Because there is no concept of time in the subspace, there will always be endless battles and endless chaos.
The most typical thing is what the high elf great magister Teclis once discovered, that is, a newly fallen high elf can actually find records in the records of the battle between Aenarion and Chaos thousands of years ago. A high elf who had fallen to become the champion of Slaanesh was slain by Aenarion's army.
Thinking about it carefully, it is creepy. Is the fall of some people doomed, is the future of the world doomed to be dark?
I don't know, even the emperor couldn't give Ryan the answer.
Also, do the Four Gods of Chaos really need an Eternal God Chosen that much?
In fact, this is not the case, because the greatest joy of the four gods of chaos is fighting each other in the chaotic realm of the subspace. The main material world is just a snack in their spare time. The four gods of chaos are actually not very interested in the destruction of the world that the Eternal Gods long for. .
Therefore, the test set by the Chaos Four Gods for the Eternal Gods is astonishingly difficult. For them, if the test fails to pass the test and dies, it is what they deserve, and the Four Gods can get a lot of fun. If they can pass the test, then this high-quality thug can also meet their needs.
Since the portal of the Old Sage was destroyed, only five chaotic champions have passed the test and become the Chaos Eternal Chosen, so it stands to reason that Archaon, the Chaos Eternal Chosen should be the fifth.
Then why are there only two Eternal Chosen of Chaos (the first generation "Unifier" Moka, and the second generation "Anointed" Issa Kuval) leading the army southward according to historical records?
Because the other two had not had time to unify the northern barbarians and went south, they were killed by other demon princes or Chaos Great Demon early.
"I need your help, I need more help from you, Veronica." Ryan didn't plan to say any more, he just said to Veronica: "First, get the construction of the territory done, I need a strong army and a stable rear."
"Since I'm here, I must be here to help you, Ryan." Veronica smiled sweetly: "I've already discussed with Speaker Margarita, and when the wizard tower is built, Garland will Set up a branch here, and we will regularly send some witch apprentices here to study and practice, and help you build your territory by the way."
"..." Ryan didn't speak. He thought that the Garland Council actually had its own considerations, but Ryan couldn't refuse, because he really needed the help of the witches.
Just like Olika said, the power of the fairy in the lake in his team occupies too much, and he needs a new power to balance it.
After chatting for a while, the two ate some dry food and enjoyed the authentic grilled fish and rabbit.
Outside, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the cold is getting deeper.
Ryan signaled that it was time to act, and Veronica nodded. The witch changed out of her favorite coat and skirt, and put on a fiery red combat leather jacket and leather pants, and Ryan also put on his psionic seiko Power Armor: "It's such an exquisite armor, did your lady give it to you?"
"No, it was given to me by my father." Ryan put on the Seiko Power Armor. Driven by spiritual energy, the whole set of armor glowed brightly, and a powerful spiritual shield appeared inside the armor, and then Ryan would grow one meter long. With half of the Nemesis behind her back, she raised her Griffin Warhammer and led her mount out of the hut.
Outside the house, all the villagers gathered, and they stood silently, watching the Holy Grail Knight and the witch beside him leave.
Everyone held a candle in their hands, they chanted the name of the fairy of the lake, and then set their expectant eyes on Ryan.
This is expectation, responsibility, and pressure. The Holy Grail Knight is the embodiment of the eight virtues of the knight. He is the last hope of the people of this country.
The moonlight is full, the cold wind of late autumn covers the sky, and the soft soil gradually becomes harder and harder. Both Ryan and Veronica are leading the horses. Ryan looked at the small forest and suddenly smiled: "Is it a little strange?" Too used to it?"
"The situation is different, my great knight." Veronica walked in front of Ryan without looking back: "You are now a great nobleman."
The witch in the moonlight is beautiful, but Ryan has no time to appreciate it, because he soon discovered the traces of the blood knight.
In other words, this is the trace left by the other party on purpose, so that Ryan can find it easily.
He was looking for the Blood Knight, and the Blood Knight was also looking for the Grail Knight.
Following the road, Ryan and Veronica entered the southwest of Sharon Forest. Here, not far from Ryan's territory, it only takes three or four hours to get there on horseback at full speed.
Most of the dense forest trees have shed their leaves in autumn, leaving fallen leaves and dry branches all over the ground. The black forest is getting more and more gloomy. The messy bushes and gloomy atmosphere are depressing Ryan and Veronie Card Nerves.
"Do the blood knights hate the Holy Grail knight so much?" The legendary witch was a little unhappy about going into the forest in the middle of the night. She took the initiative to provoke the topic: "It is beneficial to fight the Holy Grail knight in the forest?"
"No, my dear, first of all, the blood knights are vampires, no matter how stupid they are, they will know that they can't just suck blood on the side of the road, as for the Holy Grail knights... Yes, the blood knights are very powerful, but they are still vampires after all, and they are not the same as normal vampires. Similarly, they will also have a strong thirst for blood, so they must find their own blood source." Ryan walked forward in the forest, and answered Veronica's question by the way: "However, they firmly believe that, just like their leader Ai Like Beau Wallace, they can curb their blood-sucking thirst through promotion and great strength."
"In fact, there are blood knights who successfully overcome the blood thirst problem by promoting to the sanctuary, such as Aibo Wallace, who is known as the ancestor of the blood dragon. Drinking the blood of the dragon lifted the curse of Nagash, the lord of the undead, and gained more powerful power, so Abbot Wallace dismissed the blood knights who followed him and let them find challenges by themselves. Lieutenant General promotes himself to the sanctuary, they will also be free from the vampire curse forever, and Abbot Wallace will appear and call him back to the team."
"The Duty Knights regard the Blood Knights as prey and enemies, while the Blood Knights regard the Holy Grail Knights as prey and enemies. Sometimes this is the case. Hunters eventually become prey." As soon as Ryan finished speaking, he and Vero Nika stopped at the same time.
There is movement ahead.
Under the faint moonlight, on the clearing between the woodlands, a figure with a blood-red light on his body, holding a spear and a giant shield stood in the middle of the black forest, and a fully armed Breton ranger knight confronted.
The Scarlet Knight is dressed in black armor, which is covered with various patterns of death and slayers. He is holding a fallen weapon. Dark runes are engraved on the ancient weapon, emitting red light. The huge shield still bears the knight coat of arms of the original Blood Dragon Knights, and the coat of arms and crest have become the shapes of dragons and dragon wings.
The Nightmare Horse spit out a foul-smelling green flame in the cold air of late autumn, and stared directly at the young Ranger Knight in front of him, while the Ranger Knight opposite the Blood Knight looked very young, he was wearing chain mail + protective gear + Dressed in a kite helmet, holding a lance in his hand, he challenged the blood knight: "I am Seibert-le-Changel, in the name of a lady, I am here to destroy evil, and I am here for Britannia." Come! Ride your horse, raise your lance, and accept justice! May the lady of the lake grant me victory!"
After finishing speaking, the young knight-errant raised his lance high and challenged the blood knight. The knight-errant was very nervous, his forehead was slightly sweating, and the raised lance swayed a little.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, the blood knight spoke. Unlike many undead, the blood knight's voice was full of confidence and calmness: "Go away, young man, I'm not looking for you. No interest in fighting, good luck for you, knight-errant of Brittania, I've just had enough blood, so get out of here, boy."
A kind of hysterical anger welled up in the heart of the young knight. The young knight decided not to pay attention to the nonsense of the blood knight in front of him. He also saw the mummified body of the farmer. It was obvious that the blood knight had just had a full meal.
"For the lady and Boldroux, for Britannia!" Driven by the young knight, the horse charged forward with both legs, relying on the faint moonlight, the knight-errant had never been so excited and excited in his heart. The fanatical, powerful Blood Knight was right in front of him, and as long as he could defeat it, he could almost win the lady's favor. He even wanted to shout loudly to express his joy.
The blood knight's expression was hidden behind the helmet and it was almost invisible, only he was motionless, letting the ranger knight charge towards him.
"Ha!" "Crack!" The knight-errant roar and the sound of the lance snapping sounded almost simultaneously.
i did it! Such a perfect attack like a textbook, Seibert-le-Changel could feel the sound of the iron tip of the lance piercing the blood knight's chest, that was the sound of the spear piercing into the flesh, no creature could resist such a sound Perfect hit! At least the young knight-errant didn't think so!
So he turned around, and the cold air was sucked into his lungs in large quantities. The knight-errant turned around impatiently, wanting to check his results, but before he could clearly see what happened to the blood knight, he heard a burst of applause.
The blood knight was applauding.
"It's a beautiful and standard lance thrust, young man, I feel it, okay, now ride your horse, hold your shield, and leave this forest." The voice of the blood knight was still calm and confident: "I enjoy this kind of jousting, but not with a weak knight like you. I warn you for the last time. Get out of here. I am stronger than you can imagine."
After finishing speaking, the Blood Knight held the tip of the lance stuck in his chest with his hand, and he directly used brute force to take out the iron tip. Except for a small amount of blood sticking to the tip, the blood knight's wound was extremely serious. Healing at the fastest speed, in just ten seconds, the achievements of the Ranger Knight no longer exist.
At this moment, the smile on the Ranger Knight's face hadn't even disappeared, and he just froze.
Seibert-le-Changel only felt that his hands were trembling, his body was shaking, and his mind was dizzy. At a certain moment, he suddenly really wanted to run away.
Run away, escape from this forest, escape from this place, the powerful enemy in front of you is simply invincible, a perfect cavalry charge is already the most powerful attack method of a knight-errant knight, so you can't hurt the enemy in front of you?
The blood knight noticed the wavering in the knight-errant's eyes.
It's just that the wavering quickly disappeared, and the young knight threw aside his broken lance handle, and then held the long sword around his waist with trembling hands.
"Clang!" The long sword was unsheathed, making a series of pleasant sounds, Seibert-le-Changel clenched the long sword in his hand, and raised his shield with the sea god's trident family crest.
"I have prayed to the lady many times, and I have seen her supreme appearance in pictures."
"I am a lady's knight, I would rather die than retreat in the face of evil, and I am fearless in the face of darkness!"
After speaking, the young knight-errant galloped again.
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