Chapter 683 You Don't Understand the Life of the Open!

The reason for so much trouble today is naturally because of Narant's appearance.

Therefore, since Narant returns, it is the priority to deal with him.

This kid will die without the carriage now.

"Narant, let's go!" Bernard said anxiously upon seeing this.

"Why should I leave? Back then, I was able to kill the demon beast army in the mountains and lose their temper, and now I can also let the leader lose his armor and armor!" Narant looked arrogant.

"Boy, for the sake of my dead subordinates, you must die today!" At this time, Bishop Ike, who received the order, did not hesitate to kill Narant.

As soon as Narant appeared, he actually had the urge to kill Narant, but because the Archbishop did not have an order, it was difficult to act without authorization, and now he was naturally impatient.

"Oh! You came just right, I also really want to try the thrill of beheading the golden knight, then let you be the first golden knight to die under the dragon teeth!" Long Aotian Narant said contemptuously.

"Go to hell!" Bishop Ike was enraged by Narant's arrogant appearance, and he rode the blue-scale water lizard directly to attack.

"Flame Spear!" Narant also ran his vindictive aura to fight against each other.

"Be careful!" But Bernard and the other counts were terrified.

Naturally, they knew about Ike's strength, and he was no worse than any of them, so how could Narant be able to fight.

Amid the exclamations of the counts, Narant and Bishop Ike finally met head-on.

I saw Bishop Ike holding his long sword high, wrapped in dazzling vindictive rays of light, and slashed directly at Narant.

"Block me!" And Narant's movements were not slow, he quickly swung his long sword and greeted Bishop Ike's sword.

"So fast?" At the next moment, Bishop Ike, who had thought that Narant was about to die under his own sword, had the same reaction as all the enemies who had died under Narant's sword in the past.

That is to be amazed at the speed with which Narant swings his sword.

boom!

In the astonishment of Bishop Ike, the two long swords were joined together.

The dust under their feet was blown into the sky.

"How is this possible? In the mountains and forests a few days ago, you obviously only have the strength of middle and high-level silver. Even if you hid your strength at that time, it is still silver!"

This time, Bishop Ike was not only surprised by Narant's speed, but even Narant's power deeply shocked him.

A silver knight has the power and speed of a golden knight. Is this still the world he knows?

"Hehe, you hillbilly won't understand the life of a slapstick, eat my sword!" Narant chuckled, and sent back the word hillbilly that these church members liked to talk about the most.

Immediately, the long sword that was still meeting with Bishop Ike suddenly exerted force and quickly slashed towards Bishop Ike.

Crunch!

puff!

After a sharp metal cut, a blood flower burst out from Bishop Ike's ribs.

Narant's long sword actually slashed directly into Bishop Ike's chest cavity wrapped in mithril.

"I am a mithril armor...you...a legendary weapon, how is that possible, you are from the holy continent..." Bishop Ike looked at his chest in disbelief.

Originally, he already had the intention to retreat. After all, Narant's strength is not lower than him, and the speed is even one point faster than him. There is no need to take risks in such a battle.

He thought about using his mithril armor to resist the opponent's blow, and then quickly swung a sword at the opponent, no matter whether it could seriously injure the opponent or not, it was considered to be an exchange of injuries, and then let the archbishop work together to solve this strange boy.

However, in his heart, the armor that few people in this continent can easily break through has become vulnerable.

The skin injury that was originally thought has turned into a fatal injury.

When he raised his eyes and saw the exquisite inscription on Narant's long sword, he finally knew where he had died.

This is a legendary weapon, with tiny words on the blade below the hilt... The Forge: Moore!

Master Moore, the dwarf elders, even he, Ike, knew.

Boom!

Finally, after saying the last sentence, Bishop Ike shook his body and fell directly to the ground, dead.

Roar!

And the blue lin water lizard under him felt the situation, and roared in fright and fled into the distance.

quiet!

For a while, whether it was the earls of the Onyx Principality or the red-clothed archbishop, all of them stopped, looking at Bishop Ike who lay motionless on the ground in disbelief.

"Bernard, did I read it wrong, is that the bishop named Ike lying on the ground?" King Culver opened his mouth in astonishment.

"Your Majesty, it seems that you are right, that is the bishop named Ike!" Bernard affirmed.

"In this case, doesn't it mean that Narant is already stronger than us?" Rakoff interjected.

"Better than you!" Bernard glanced at Rakoff!

"Who are you!" At this moment, the red-clothed archbishop said.

Even in the Sacred Continent, it is impossible for the talented young people in the empire to leapfrog the silver knight to kill the golden knight.

You must know that this is a big realm, and it is also one of the most important level realms.

But now this kind of thing appeared alive in front of his eyes.

"I've said it before, I'm just a little country lord!"

"No, you have definitely been to the Sacred Continent. Your carriage and your long sword are definitely not forged by this continent!"

"I understand! Are you a heir sent by a certain principality to secretly develop in this Glory Continent to earn the support of this continent!"

"Hey, this brain supplement is too powerful!" Narant gasped, the red-clothed archbishop's brain is so rich in imagination, it's a pity not to write a biography of knights.

"Hehe, you think so, so be it!" However, Narant did not deny it, nor did he admit it.

"No matter which principality you are sent from, since you want to destroy the affairs of our church, you must die!"

This time, the red-clothed archbishop is finally no longer reserved.

If Narant was really sent by a certain force in the Holy Continent, the situation would change at any time, so he had to complete the sacrifice as quickly as possible and let the abyss descend.

"Advanced vine entanglement!"

"Wind Blade Combo!"

The Cardinal unleashed two high-level spells in a row in just a few seconds.

And his first vine entanglement is to use the staff to quickly release it, in order to release it as soon as possible, without giving Narant the time to reflect.

As for the second wind blade combo, it was after the chant.

However, this is not important, because the red-clothed archbishop feels that if he can force himself to use the bottom of the pressure box in the staff, Narant will surely die.

"Narant, be careful!" When the red-clothed archbishop released the magic, Little Bear immediately reminded him, and he faintly felt threatened.

Worrying that Narant is too careless will lead to a dead end.

The attack of a high-level magician, even if it is hit, is not good.

"Hehe, want to raid me with such a trick?"

He didn't want Narant to laugh, but he didn't care about the wind blade that had been formed, and rushed towards the red-clothed archbishop.

"Stupid!" The red-clothed archbishop sneered when he saw Narant's appearance.

It was at this time that a little green light suddenly appeared at the feet of Narant who was running. I saw several sturdy vines suddenly spread out from the ground. Narant's legs, ready to entangle him.