Chapter 45 The Knight Sword Is Jammed

I pressed down the circular pattern on the table to a depth of one centimeter.

As the pattern sank, a series of soft sounds came from inside the stone table.

I removed my hand and watched what happened.

A hole slowly opened in the center of the pattern, and then a white light shot out.

The white light reached the top cover and happened to hit a dim crystal.

The moment the spar was shot, it emitted a dazzling light, and then, the other end of the spar emitted a same ray of light again, hitting the same dim spar in the other corner.

In this way, six crystals were lit in succession. When it was reflected again, the light penetrated directly into a square brick about twenty steps away from me and disappeared.

At the same time, the square bricks made a cracking sound, and countless cracks instantly appeared on the smooth and traceless brick surface.

The broken marks were like spider webs, spreading along the gaps between bricks.

In less than three or four seconds, five bricks were broken in succession before the momentum slowly weakened.

For more than a minute, no vision appeared.

I looked at the broken square bricks with some curiosity, and wanted to step forward to have a look, but I just took a step forward.

There was a loud bang, and five broken bricks flew up from the ground at the same time. The gravel bounced around and the dust flew up.

I was startled and stepped back to avoid the splash of gravel.

His eyes were staring at the thing that had just been knocked out from under the bricks some twenty steps away.

The whole body is covered with gray-white iron armor, and the flowing lines are round and full, which can effectively neutralize some attacks.

Each joint is inlaid with several to more than a dozen iron nails, and the inlays are placed just right without affecting the flexibility of movement.

In a pair of tightly-fitted armored gloves, he held a short sword.

The dagger is slightly wider in the middle and has a sharp blade that is not easy to break. Under the light from the top cover, it shines with a cold light.

I looked at this thing that came out of the ground with some hesitation. It was difficult to classify it in my mind as to what kind of creature it was.

Because in my opinion, the thing in front of me is simply a knight in armor.

adventurer?

I drew a question mark in my mind.

Holding the sword, he walked towards the knight.

"Hey man, did you fall here too?"

I greeted him kindly and spread my hands to show that I was harmless and asked him not to be nervous.

However, the knight didn't react at all. He still stood there blankly. I couldn't even see him breathing.

I thought he was petrified, so I walked straight over. Although I didn't let my guard down, I wasn't hostile either.

Less than five meters away, I tried to communicate with him again: "Hey, I'm talking about you."

Before he finished speaking, the knight suddenly swung his dagger and slashed at my neck.

I lowered my head sharply, and the dagger grazed my scalp, cutting off several strands of my hair.

"I'll wipe it, you're serious!"

After shouting, I stopped caring about communication, took a step back, and raised my sword to strike without hesitation.

The knight held the sword in one hand, holding it horizontally above his head. With a clang, he blocked the slashing force of the knight's sword. Then he pushed upward, and I felt a strong force coming from the knight's sword, and my whole arm was raised.

With the help of his strength, he took four or five steps back, just in time to avoid the knight's next slash.

However, before I could catch my breath, a knight in armor rushed up with a short sword in hand.

"Damn, it's not over! I'm just saying hello to you, that's all!"

Seeing that the other party refused to give up, my anger suddenly rose. I held the knight's sword and touched him hard again. I touched him several times. The knight's footsteps did not retreat at all, but I couldn't bear it anymore, and my right hand was slightly numb. , the body retreated again and again.

"screw you!"

Seeing that I couldn't get away for a while, I spotted an opening and kicked him in the chest and abdomen.

There was a muffled sound, and the knight was kicked back two steps by me. At this time, I also discovered an important clue.

Such a dull and hollow sound

There's no one in this armor!

I always thought it was a confrontation with adventurers, but I didn't expect it to be a bunch of armored puppets. This monster was so well disguised. It deceived me so badly that I almost lost my life!

This time, I no longer rely on others, let alone show mercy. The monster has no communication platform at all. If I don’t hack it to death, it will definitely be me.

Holding the knight's sword in both hands, I faced the puppet rushing towards me.

This time we were in close combat, I didn't take advantage, and it didn't suffer either. We each took a step back, gathered our strength, and fought again.

The successive collisions were always evenly matched. I had no energy left to chop at its open areas, and it had no chance to launch unnecessary attacks at me.

After fighting, we each took two steps back again.

I shook my numb arm hard, and it twisted the slightly dented wrist armor and flicked off an iron nail.

It seems I still have the upper hand.

Grinning, I swung my sword and charged forward again. This time, I did not choose to continue the collision, but circled around it like an iron pillar.

I don't believe it. Its whole body is made of iron nails and iron sheets. It can be more flexible than me?

The idea is indeed a good one, and so is the fact.

Like an iron can, it was really difficult to turn around and take the wrong step. I seemed to have the advantage.

But at the same time, I also discovered the truth, that is, the iron can is really very strong. If the knight's sword cuts on it, it can at most make a slightly longer notch, but it cannot seriously damage it at all.

This truth gave me a headache. What should I do to get rid of this tin can?

After a long time of slashing, its armor was covered with shallow dents. Unfortunately, I hit it with a sword and cut a two-inch long wound on its back. Although it was very painful, fortunately it didn't hurt. affect the battle.

After wandering for a while, I felt that my physical strength was declining, but the iron can in front of me that had been chopped beyond recognition still seemed to be full of energy, showing no signs of weakening at all.

"This is how to do?"

I muttered to myself distressedly, if I continue like this, I will definitely die.

"Otherwise, try its joints and see if it can be dismembered?"

As soon as this idea came to me, I found an opportunity to attack.

The whole person was just under its left rib, and its short sword just couldn't touch me.

The knight's sword stabbed upward with force, and the sharp sword tip penetrated along the thin seams of its joints. His hands struggled and he swung hard.

The sharp blade instantly touched something hard, blocking the force.

However, the residual power of the force did not dissipate. Driven by the residual power, the puppet's heavy body swayed back twice and took a small step.

This was not the result I wanted, because I didn't expect that the iron nails connecting the puppet's joints were so hard.

And what is most frustrating to me now is that the tip of the knight's sword is stuck in the groove of the iron nail and cannot be pulled out.

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