Chapter 348: Sky strong

Ding~
The alarm clock on Tutu Marshmallow’s head sounded, and she looked at the Duke of Mountbatten and said,
Please give a reply within ten seconds. If we don’t receive a reply after ten seconds, we will attack immediately.

In her hands, among the more than 1,500 base-building players around her, more than 120 red sword auras condensed.
Under the central control of the Dao Soldier Flying Sword flying in the sky, the sword aura became more than sixty, bringing a more terrifying aura.
The triumphant will of course not let go of more than two minutes of fully accumulating power, but it is a pity that the internal power is too complicated compared to the mana, this is the limit he can do, and the power is increased several times compared with the previous one.
Knight Neil's face changed slightly, and he rode his horse back a little bit. His role this time was to persuade him to surrender and he did not accept the combat mission.
He thought about fighting with the Duke of Mountbatten to preserve the dignity of a knight, but the scary blood lotus that circulated in his body made him quickly give up this idea.
"Even if I fight with them together, the ending will not change."
Knight Neil tried to comfort himself in his heart.
Seeing the more and more dangerous aura around Neal Knight retreating, Duke Mountbatten finally gave up the last trace of hesitation in his heart, and threw his lance on the ground several meters away.
A thick humiliation appeared in his heart, a little bit of a horse, kneeling on one knee, his head drooping deeply: "I am willing to surrender. I hope you can keep your promise."
Behind him, without waiting for the Duke of Mountbatten to kneel down, the other knights couldn't wait to throw all the weapons in their hands away and knelt down a large area.
Mountbatten knew in his heart that even if he didn't surrender, it would be of no use. After time passed, the hearts of the people had been lost, and it was impossible for the knights to fight him to the end.
Among the knights who knelt down in Wuyangyang, there were still a dozen knights standing proudly with their lances.
"Moson, you..."
The knight kneeling next to him looked at his still proud companion and exclaimed, his face even more ashamed.
Unexpectedly, his companions usually can't see that at a critical moment they actually show such a sense of integrity.
With a look of admiration and guilt on his face, his knee on one knee rubbed the dirt and moved, silently making way for his former companions to charge.
The same goes for the other knights who knelt down to express their admiration.
"Hahaha, I still don't think this is safe. My family leader is too weak. If I surrender my title, I might not be able to pass it on to my infant child."
Just a knight-ranked Mawson chuckled at his old friend who had been around him for many years: "I want to see if I died for the empire, can my good uncle take my territory."
The horse moves lightly, accelerating a little.
"Here, die."
In the wild laughter, more than a dozen official knight-rank knights and their mount partners slammed out, with different expressions in their eyes, some for the consideration of the territory and family, and some simply fighting for the dignity of the knight.
At first, the team was scattered, and when they came to the forefront of the Knights, they had formed a tight formation, and each lance was aimed at the most conspicuous tutu marshmallow.
Before the battle, the one-armed Duke put the other knee he was standing on to the ground to see off the warrior.
When these charging knights took a half-step out of the knight's position, a dozen red sword auras flying in the sky came to kill, one by one, no waste.
The knights wanted to resist, but also wanted to unite, but it was a pity that they were not qualified to practice the ‘lord’ profession, and could only fight on their own.
The sword light flew by, all the heads of the knights running and charging flew high, blood spurting half a meter high, headless corpses and dead horses rolled to the ground, and the front player could even touch the horse’s neck with their toes .
The pungent smell of blood permeated, and the knight who fell on his knees lowered his head lower.
"Put them under custody."
A team of players stepped forward, and the squadron leader took out from his waist storage bag the forbidden magic ring developed by the world mage to trap the extraordinary, and put them on the knees of the surrendered knights on both hands and wrists. take into custody.
These forbidden magic rings can limit the recovery and use of these knights' fighting spirit, reducing them to a harmless level.
It's just that this kind of mass-produced props can only be used on knights who are weak or consume more than half of their fighting spirit, because too strong fighting spirit may damage it.
If you want to get a slave who can exert the power of a knight, this is not enough.
Behind the player, Knight Neil looked at all this bitterly, they might escape, and it was better than him.
As long as the Forbidden Devil Ring is lifted, they will be able to regain their freedom, but how can the terrifying and sophisticated thing in their body be lifted?
Can grandfather?
Grandfather is a sky knight, stronger than the Cass knight, can he relieve it?
This is a spell set by someone stronger than Lord Sacred Wings, and grandfather can't get rid of it.
"go."
Just as Knight Neil was looking at the sky in confusion and thinking about something, a fist full of thorns and thorns was placed on his shoulder.
The extremely powerful fighting spirit covered Knight Neil and the mount under him, leading him to fly forward and far away without any intention of staying.
"grandfather!"
Neil, who suddenly flew into the sky, was shocked at first, and then showed ecstasy. He didn't care about what to say, and urged: "Grandfather, hurry up, their leader is very powerful, you are not an opponent, even Lord Holy Wings have been defeated. "
"I know."
The sound of the urn sounded, and suddenly a calm knight appeared beside Neil.
He is shorter than Neil, but he has a strong sense of presence. Neil is standing with him, and all eyes will be attracted to him involuntarily.
He was wearing an extremely thick black armor, with inch-long diamond spikes all over his body, even his face armor, only two black and faint circular holes were exposed.
"Master Thorns!"
The knight who knelt down and surrendered saw the sudden appearance of the figure and was overjoyed, but saw that he immediately left after receiving Neil Ironthorn and fell into a deeper level of despair and incomprehensible feelings.
"The storm is coming!"
"kill!"
On the battlefield, the long-awaited spear and the divine light in the eyes of Master Reagan lit up at the same time.
The large wind elements that had been gathered by the wizard group a long time ago condensed dozens of thick crescent-shaped cyan wind blades whizzing to the sky.
The wind blade is constantly absorbing wind elements in the sky to strengthen itself, faster and faster, and soon the power reaches the level that the sky knights feel threatened.
And the flying speed of the sky knight did not exceed the speed of the wind blade.
The middle and low-level magician clusters are undoubtedly a threat to the sky-level powerhouses, but they can only hurt the sky-level powerhouses at best, and they can't stop the sky-level powerhouses with a blow.
If any one of the sky rank powerhouses break into their formation, at most ten seconds can kill them all.
Started at the same time with the mage squad, preparing for a long time, the fingers of the long spears slammed into the sky, and the twenty-four soldiers flying swords combined into a formidable sword formation to kill the strange golden core that suddenly appeared, speed and wind The blades are flush, faintly cooperating.