Chapter 192

Vivian and Morgan couldn't feel the turmoil at the bottom, but in this special space that was independent of the crystal wall of the world, ripples were rippled again at the center. Vivian and Morgan stepped back at the same time, looking warily at the ripples of time and space. A figure walked out of it. He was tall, wearing close-fitting chainmail, and carrying a two-handed sword on his back, which caused both sides to exclaim.

"Raven?"

"Gawain?"

Vivian could only see his back. He took off the Thorn Sword and made an attack gesture towards Morgan.

"I have incited the knight Gawain to rebel, and he promised to stand by and watch."

"Nice job." Vivian looked away from Raven's back and concentrated on fighting Morgan together. [Vanity] Morgan has been suppressing himself in terms of ability. Raven's assistance is undoubtedly a timely help, improving their success rate in defeating the Queen.

"Gawain, shameful betrayer." Morgan guessed that the person in front of her was not her doomsday knight, but a foreigner with a similar face. Gawain's final betrayal made the queen furious, and the look she looked at this face was filled with murderous intent. She desperately hoped that the warrior in front of her was the traitor and that she would kill the traitor while completing the ritual.

[Vanity] can completely resist the abilities of other profane knights, so the doomsday knight who is like a natural disaster to others is no different from ordinary people in front of the queen. Morgan's attention returned to Vivian. Vivian, who holds the Sword in the Lake and masters Merlin's sword skills, is her real opponent.

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In flight, Arlington was swung by the chains and whipped onto Corrupted Tristan. Although the Hell Guard cannot move, his body is strong enough to become a weapon.

John retracted the chain and raised his hand to control the violent lightning to intercept the joint attack of Percival and Aguewen. The warlock has gradually mastered the flaw in the ability of the sealed knight. His ability must be locked with his gaze. If the target is out of sight, the sealed effect will be lifted after ten minutes.

So the warlock released a red mist to cover the surroundings, and controlled the crimson spell in the mist to fight against the blasphemous knight.

The Adored Knight Percival's command ability seems to be able to ignore terrain obstacles, and the Profaned Knight moves freely in the red mist, as if they have a pair of eyes in addition to the red mist covering their visual senses. John's psychic ability has been sensing the outside world, and he can see the crimson power that is constantly gathering in the body of the Transformation Knight Corruption Tristan. He is enduring the corruption for his companions, and the concentration of corruption in his body has begun to exceed that of a normal crimson servant.

They were impatient, John thought to himself.

His words did shake the Blasphemy Knights. They were now eager to achieve results and did not dare to continue to waste time with them. It is an irrational approach to rely on Tristan's transfer ability and Gareth's eternal body to test the red mist. Because even a servant of Crimson should not allow his body to continue to be corrupted by the power of Crimson.

Excessive Crimson Power will have serious consequences.

Will break bones.

The erosion of the crimson power will weaken the flesh, especially the bones supporting the body, which will be as fragile as paper under this corruption.

John used his spiritual power to observe Tristan's physical changes, waiting for the power in his body to reach a certain threshold. The warlock gave him a psychic shock.

The Transformation Knight's bones shattered from top to bottom like exploding beans, and the destruction of his physical body caused his spirit to endure even more intense pain, the severe pain that John was familiar with.

The tear from body to spirit completely destroyed Tristan's will. Gareth's ability still works on him, but life is not necessarily happier than death.

John sensed the spirit that corrupted Tristan's complete blankness.

He didn't survive the pain, and Morgan twisted his will to make the Blasphemous Knight even more mentally vulnerable.

The transformation knight became a piece of rotten meat with blasphemous power.

Without the power of self-awareness to control transformation, the warlock immediately used chains to imprison the knight lords Percival and Agguiven, who were surrounded by red mist.

John doesn't have the means to kill them forever, but it's not difficult to control.

"Let me go, you...dangerous contractor!"

Arlington was tied to the ground with chains. He struggled, not daring to exert any force. The scene of a living person turning into rotten flesh in front of his eyes made even the devil tremble. Arlington just wanted to run away right now, and he didn't want to have close contact with any crimson magic for even a second.

The chain spread out from Arlington's body, and before leaving the hell guard's soft fur, the tip of the chain tilted up like a snake, and there was a brief confrontation with Arlington, whose muscles were tensed and his hair exploded.

"What else do you want to do?" Arrington said warily.

John noticed the interaction between the Sin Chains and the Hell Guards and spread his hands innocently.

"It's not me, it's my spell that likes you. The Chain of Sin likes to strangle a hard body. It likes challenges."

The Hell Guard's expression was distorted, and he immediately spread his wings and flew off the ground.

"I'm going to search for my old friend Barnes," Arrington found a suitable excuse for leaving, "I can't wait to see him."

John ignored him. The Blasphemous Knights had been controlled one after another, and Arlington's stay here was of no use. The warlock controlled the chains to hover on the ground, forming a cage with an opening at the top.

A shadow flashed from the top of the cage, and Bos, the last blasphemous knight, was thrown into the cage by Galahad.

The Balance Knight was carried away from the battlefield by Galahad from the beginning of the battle, and his abilities did not play any role. He was not attacked, was not given any room to fight back.

"It seems to be over." Galahad breathed a sigh of relief. It was not easy for him to continue using his ability to carry a disobedient knight into the void.

John nodded.

"Barnes seems to have dealt with the movement below, and we have controlled the Knight Lord again. Only Vivian and Raven are left to fight each other."

The warlock was about to ask the Knight of Escape to go up for support, and a figure jumped down from a higher place.

Wearing knight armor, John saw the red-bladed knight sword on his waist during the jump.

Doom Knight Gawain, he came to John.

The warlock did not show any hostility, because he noticed that there was a large familiar black mark on the face of the Doom Knight.

John looked at Raven, who was dressed like a knight, and asked him why he was dressed like that.

"Don't tell me that one persuasion to surrender has made you so close that you wear the same pants."

Raven shook his head.

"I persuaded Gawain to rebel, but the Doom Knight was eager to face his queen."

"In an unexpected way."

The sorcerer raised his head and stared at the blood-red sun divided by hundreds of building fragments above his head. The filling of crimson power did not bring a warm feeling.

"Time is almost up."