Chapter 322 Battle of Okagra (IV)

Facing a small boss of this level, even a natural warrior dared not neglect it.

"Roar!"

The natural warrior roared to the sky and let out a roar.

His veins bulged all over his body, his muscles bulged from his skin like iron blocks, and thick steam and white mist gushed out of his pores. Even his eyes turned red, and extreme anger filled every inch of his body.

[The Berserker's Path: Fury]

"Even this kind of monster——"

"can't resist the speeding cavalry charge."

Tlishka stared at the violent "monster" in the distance and held the long sword in his hand tighter.

He bent slightly on the horse's back and continued to accelerate the charge, extending the long sword forward in a stabbing posture——As the speed continued to increase, invisible spell fluctuations emerged, and the hilt of the sword actually extended several meters of metal pole, making it like a lance.

This is the weapon specially made for him by the magic craftsman in the south, the [Sword of the Glory Knight], which can be called a work of art for cavalry.

"That's it, pierce him!"

"Evil monster, on behalf of Grand Duke Leo, I grant you death!"

Tlishka shouted, riding a high-speed warhorse, charging forward with unstoppable momentum, the tip of his sword pointed directly at the heart of the natural war maniac.

"Swish!"

But his sword stabbed into nothingness.

"How is it possible?"

Tlishka's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly raised his head.

But he saw that under the sunlight, the monster jumped high, holding the giant axe and jumped down.

"Whoosh-boom!"

First there was a whistling wind, followed by the sound of the axe blade cutting through flesh and blood, and then the sound of the axe hitting the ground.

The warhorse was still standing in place, and it was directly split in half, and blood splattered immediately.

But Trishka relied on his extreme reaction to jump off the horse just before the giant axe was about to chop down, and rolled several times on the ground.

Trishka half-knelt on the ground, panting, supporting his body with a long sword, and stared at the "monster" not far away and his pitiful two-piece warhorse with a serious expression.

"Hu, hu"

"How is it possible? How can a monster of this size be so agile?"

Tiansheng Zhan Kuang pulled out the axe that had been deeply cut into the ground, turned around, and smiled grimly: "You didn't hit it?"

"Brother Zhan Kuang, are you fighting the boss alone again?"

"You are worthy of being a man without hair."

The player watching the show next to him smashed the head of the alliance soldier who attacked from behind with a hammer, and did not forget to tease him casually.

"Go aside, don't disturb me fighting, or I will beat you too. This little boss is valuable, so don't let him run away."

Tiansheng Zhan Kuang waved his hand disdainfully, exhaled a breath of hot air, picked up the axe and was about to come back.

Trishka could not understand their conversation, nor those strange words, but he could hear the superiority and contempt in their tone, which did not seem to be the emotion towards the enemy.

To describe it in a way he could understand, it was like a group of noble children playing and hunting hares.

They discussed with each other who had better archery skills and more accurate shooting, and which rabbit had brighter fur and was more suitable for making fur hats.

And he was the hare.

Suddenly, the youngest earl in the north felt unprecedented humiliation, and anger was burning in his chest. He had never been treated like this, even when facing those powerful beings.

"Damn monster"

"I'll let you know - the fate of looking down on me!"

He raised his sword again and rushed towards the monster with light and agile steps.

The heavy axe came through the air again. If it was slightly scratched, it might be cut in half. However, Trishka controlled the distance with his superb fighting skills, letting the axe blade pass by his body, and at the same time used the backswing of the axe to thrust his sword forward.

"Shua——"

Scales and blood flew across, and the sharp sword cut the monster's chest, leaving a deep scar.

Seeing the damage, Tiansheng Zhan retreated fiercely, pulling away, and swung the axe by inertia, forming an axe storm around his body.

"Dang——"

The sound of metal and iron interlaced came.

The axe hit Trishka's body, but was blocked by the golden light film that appeared on the armor.

However, the power carried by the axe was too great, and as the golden light film suddenly broke, Trishka also flew backwards.

However, the [Levitation Technique] attached to Trishka's boots allowed him to stabilize his body in mid-air.

Then, he tapped his toes and jumped down from midair, directly to the top of the still spinning Tiansheng Zhan Kuang.

The blade of his long sword suddenly changed, forming a standard cross shape.

Trishka looked resolute, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, aiming at the target and thrusting it directly downwards.

"Swish!"

The sharp cross-shaped long sword went straight through the top of the "monster", piercing its head and neck like a skewer of meat.

Before the black screen, Tiansheng Zhan Kuang used up his last strength to mutter to himself: "Next time, there will be no more crippling blows."

Then, he fell down with a bang.

It was another word that Trishka could not understand.

Standing on the huge body of the "monster", Count Trishka pulled out the sword soaked in blood and brain matter, and raised it high.

The sword tip flashed coldly in the sun, and the broken lion head cloak behind him fluttered.

"Everyone, did you see it?"

"The monsters of the Burning Kingdom are also made of flesh and blood. They can die and be defeated!"

"Skanyans, don't be afraid. This is the land we live on. We can drive them out!"

Suddenly, a shining beam of light shot over.

With his sharp reaction, Trischka dodged the attack by tilting his head, but this attack method seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Such a beam of light"

"How could it be? This, this is impossible!"

Suddenly, Trischka's expression changed drastically, and he had a terrible guess in his heart.

He turned his head stiffly and looked not far away - that was the direction where the beam of light shot out.

However, the reality was really as magical as Trischka guessed. He saw the familiar blond figure standing there. The man raised the silver sword in his hand surrounded by monsters and pointed at him from a distance, and his expression was equally firm.

"Andre?"

"You are the son of Grand Duke Leo, a descendant of the Bosque family, and you have the noble blood of Roselle flowing in your body!"

"Andre Bosque! How could you be there? How could you betray your bloodline!"

Tlischka's voice was full of disbelief.

As a young man who was highly valued by Grand Duke Leo, he grew up with the third son of Bosque since he was a child, and the two had a very good relationship.

Both of them had traveled in the south, were of similar age, and therefore had a lot in common. They had many similar views on the political system of the North. But they never thought that they would meet again on a cruel battlefield, even as enemies.

In fact, Trischka was full of envy for Andre in his heart. He often imagined that if he could have the other's identity, he might really be able to reform the system of the North and make the North a more advanced and enlightened country.

But Andre easily gave up everything he desired, power, status and even bloodline, which made Trischka feel that it was simply unreasonable.

Andre shook his head and said calmly: "My current identity is just an ordinary citizen of the kingdom."

"I don't fight for any ruler, only for the people living in the north."

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