Chapter 194: Immortal mount

"This is not the age of the demon knight." A blood race sneered. "Even if you see it, even if it is a demon, your devil knight will only dare to hide the whereabouts when night falls and complete the duties secretly. After that, he did not dare to stop and fled the scene directly.
Tens of thousands of years ago, when the demon knight beheaded and killed our ancestors, he would carry the corpses, cruising the city, and proclaiming his own force and record to all human beings, but not as low-key as this. "
"The times have changed."
"The glory of the demon knight has passed away, and it was your own tribe who killed it."
"Speaking of you, your people are ridiculous!"
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Fighting the six Golden Paladins was eight dark races, exactly four blood races and four werewolves. At this time, they taunted each other and engaged in a confrontation at the level of speech. In battle, language is also a very effective way to attack.
Six Paladins and eight gold-level dark creatures fought back and forth. The villas and manor buildings with their roofs overturned were instantly destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.
The six priests who support such bravery are the more priests behind them.
A gold-level priest, one or even two stared at a paladin. The magic was thrown out like no money. Not only did he grant blessings to the paladin, but also launched attacking magic from time to time to interfere with the blood and werewolf attacks. Every now and then milk the Paladin.
This battle fought eight werewolves and blood races. Among them were four grumpy werewolves, who were roaring, and one of them was in a state of madness. The burly werewolf's body swelled once more and became even more powerful. Hey.
"So presumptuous, aren't you afraid to bring the Demon Knight over?" Asked the Paladin, who shot a blood hole in a gold-level werewolf.
"Being attracted, I'm too late to be happy! How can I be scared?" The werewolf who was pierced with a blood hole on his body didn't care, because the golden physique plus the racial bloodline bonus, this blood hole was visible to the naked eye What heals, the real discomfort is the power of the light attached to the wound.
"Idiot!" After hearing the words of the golden werewolf, a vampire who took off his gray robe and wore a dress-style shirt could not help whispering. The words of the werewolves were directly shaken for their purpose of appearance. Exposed.
"You are bait!" After hearing the words of the werewolf, and seeing the reaction of the blood race, a priest frowned, and at the same time his heart rose sharply. He was able to send eight gold-level dark races and let them volunteer as bait. Higher level presence.
Marquis-level blood race, and the upper werewolf!
This kind of existence really came to Variant. Even the Archbishop of the Red Guards stationed in the temple can only reluctantly rely on the temple's divine formation, and then they need to ask for help from the temples around the Principality of Louver to gather a group of red shirts. The archbishop can expel it.
The slayer knight who appears in this city seems to have only gold-level strength, far from growing up. He has the average strength of the peak of the souls of the knights in the slayer era, and it has reached the standard that can suppress one side.
The Marquis of Mandoza that he slaughtered, that is, by means of the crooked and evil ways that fell into a monster, was mixed into the soul level, the gold content was too low. If it really is a marquis-level blood race and a higher werewolf, then this hunting demon knight ... seems not to be in danger, and the dawn church has invited a golden dragon to come over and sit down.
"What's the matter?" Hearing the yelling, the werewolf looked back, not even caring about the knight sword that had stabbed in his stomach, and exposed his white wolf teeth at him.
"Do you think the demon knight is your soft man like you?" The werewolf scolded by the idiot looked at the bloodline he had just scolded with undisguised disgust and scorn, and his slenderness was slender. His body and his jealous face would be jealous of a woman.
"I don't know the so-called black-haired terrier dog!" Hearing the abusive words of the werewolf, the neutral-looking blood clan shot bloodthirsty red mansions in his eyes, and the long-sword deflection that seemed more decorative than practical in his hands seemed to want Cut the werewolf.
And the screaming werewolf who heard such abusive words from native dogs all deceived his eyes, staring angrily at the blood race, grinning his teeth, and not revealing his naked killing intention.
Seeing the blood race and werewolf who were about to fight, the six Paladins entangled with them in close combat quickly retreated very quickly, leaving two dark races with increasing gunpowder smell in the confrontation.
"Slowly!" At this moment, a whistle of a war horse rang through the sky over the city completely covered by night.
"This voice!" When the sound of the horse cried, the six paladins and more than ten priests all showed a complex look of surprise and worry on their faces. They heard this voice last night. Just above the castle of the Marquis of Mandoza.
"Treading ..." The sound of the iron hoof stepping on the ground sounded, and then behind a blood race, the space was broken, and a knight in red gold armor rode on a steel war horse that was also covered with gold armor and surrounded the red The fire burst out.
In the night sky, a golden sword with a flaming flame was waving in his hand, and a scorching hot sword flew out, and at the same time chopped down to the four blood races in front of him.
"Squeak! Squeak! Squeeze!" The four blood races all turned into four mists of blood without hesitation the moment the horseshoe sounded. They did not try to find out if the Knight of the Devil had such horrible thoughts.
The remains of the soul-level demons on the ruins of the Marquis Castle of Mandoza have said it all.
Therefore, at the moment when the hunting knight appeared to swing the sword, the four blood races immediately cast their bat skills, turning into a blood mist, condensing into a bat, and fleeing, trying to avoid the sudden appearing knight and waving the sword. Sharp.
"The demon knight! Roar!" Seeing the sudden emergence of the demon knight riding a golden warhorse, the maddening one of the four werewolves issued an excited roar, and then rushed to the knight riding the warhorse, "I want Raw tears you. "
"Squeak ..." Under the sword waved by the sudden appearing demon knight, the four bats of the four medians that cast their bat skills and fled away flew into the sky. One half of them were swept away by the sword and turned into Blood mist, then burned by the scorching swordsman ~ EbookFREE.me ~, and after the swordsman slayed a small half of the bat group, he was castrated and landed on the manor that had been destroyed into ruins. It was a pothole on the ground, leaving a flaming sword mark.
The bats squeaked, and then landed not far away and re-formed into four slightly embarrassing blood races. The previous elegance was gone, and the tattered robes and pale complexion looked very embarrassed. .
"Dare to appear."
"Master Marquis André can be notified to take action."
"Wait a second, didn't you notice the way he just appeared?"
"Shuttle space."
"He hasn't been promoted to legend, and he's not a mage. Where does this ability come from?"
"It is the ability of his mounts. I have read descriptions in the classics. Each demon knight has an immortal mount. His warhorse may have existed in the ancient era of demon demon. I I have seen related portraits. "