Black Scepter Chapter 11: Nobles in the dark night, proud longevity
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The dust is so thick that the earth beneath Morpheus shakes violently even at this moment!
At this moment, standing behind countless family guards, Morpheus truly realized how small the power of individuals on the frontal battlefield was.
Even the powerful swordsman who can hit the heavy knight, he was unable to resist the enemies like a black torrent and was swept by a rifle and flew out!
The long sword waved, the invisible air wave crossed the air, the blazing fire in the darkness raged in the depressed valley, Morpheus's center of gravity sank, the dagger in his hand clenched, and he held his breath.
A steady stream of black knights impacted the front formed by the swordsmen. They wore black robes. The sound of the horse's hoarse was unusually harsh, and the roar of battle was deafening. Although the front was constantly being attacked and corroded, it never broke down!
"Boo!"
Just as Morpheus was concentrating on attacking the knight who rushed out from both sides, the old housekeeper suddenly slammed his fist towards him, and the muffled sound accompanied by the splattered flesh and blood stained the clean clothes of Morpheus in red!
Unformed enemies have fallen into the dust, not even Morpheus’s clothes corner.
Fight!
This is definitely not an ordinary attack. The role of the wedge formation is to reduce the impact of the infantry when facing the cavalry, but the knights who are constantly rushing out of the dark have gradually smoothed the head of the entire wedge formation.
"Heng!"
The indescribable sound of drawing swords is like thunder in this noisy environment!
Palfa Renault, the old butler of the Duke’s Palace for the first time pulled out his long sword-Morpheus did not even see where the sword came from. When his eyes shifted to his side, a white light Suddenly flashed!
Like a round white sickle, a long sword swayed, making it difficult for anyone to fight.
The sound of physical separation continues to sound, and then there is a moment of silence right in front of the battlefield, and the enemies in front suddenly seem to have fallen straw fell to the ground and become rolling corpses!
The old housekeeper moved in shape, the long sword in his hand suddenly blocked in front of Morpheus, and another long sword that appeared from the void at the next moment was just firmly blocked by it, and the blade was only half a foot away from the cheek of Morpheus ——Even his hair was blown by the cold sword gas, but did not make Morpheus's eyelids blink more.
The old housekeeper blocked the assassin’s attack. In front of him, the sneaked blood clan was wearing a dark purple robe, holding a silver thin bladed sword, and his pale cheeks looked exactly like the two assassins killed yesterday. It exudes a more cruel and powerful breath!
"Drink!"
Palfa screamed, the sword in his hand danced a ghost image, the sparks brought by the metal collision jumped in front of Morpheus, the pure power and the terrifying speed let Morpheus have understood... the battlefield in front of him It seems that he can't get in.
But will he continue to stand here?
When the old housekeeper struggled to attack the powerful blood clan in front of him, the figure of Morpheus disappeared behind Palfa.
The only thing you can rely on in this world is yourself. Morpheus will not forget this because of the strength of domestic servants.
The counterattack of the guardian knight has begun. The chaos envelopes the battlefield. The dark shadows flying in the sky are giant bats. Each attack is a group of swordsmen. The bite of dozens of bats will suddenly cause flesh and blood. A blurry piece, Morpheus observed the battlefield in a squatting position on the ground, and then drew his short sword and suddenly swung to the right-a bat that was as big as his upper half was split in half in response to the sound. When there was no next action, the blasting sound that exploded in the distance and wrapped in the air wave almost overturned him, and the unrelenting took the whole battlefield to a shock!
The old housekeeper seems to have the upper hand.
As Morpheus looked back at the location of Palfa, his vision was suddenly obscured by a silver-and-black robe.
"Hiddenly hide behind, this is not what a nobleman should do."
Indifferent, joking, lightly ridiculous, this guy who appeared in front of Morpheus had no extra expression, but was on the battlefield as if he was out of step with the chaotic and noisy environment beside him, and his long, pale fingers had sharp nails, no Dreadful and evil, but with a touch of elegance that only aristocrats have.
Morpheus is no nonsense, the dagger in his hand suddenly stabs forward, traversing a straight line in the air like thunder!
"Pap!"
The blood clan in front of him suddenly appeared on his side. Morpheus didn’t even see how he moved—and his wrist was pinched in the hand by the other party without any surprise.
"The head of a heir to the Windsor family is worth five thousand Aztec coins, but at the moment I don’t see you have any value worth my shot."
The nobles in the dark night, the proud longevity.
"Ding..."
The short sword in Morpheus's hand fell to the ground because the opponent gripped it like iron tongs. The crisp sound made the guy who raised his palm ready to end the young life in front of him slightly stunned.
His pale right hand was clenched toward the dagger on the ground, and the dazzling silver sword flew out of the air, staying in the palm of his hand. The strong man of the blood race narrowed his eyes, but no one was there. Studied the hilt inscription of this short sword.
"Poof!"
Morpheus wouldn’t just sit back and die. The dagger from the earl Blair was pulled out with his left hand and inserted into the abdomen of this blood family without hesitation!
"Accuracy is acceptable, but an ordinary person with no crystal filament energy condensed cannot activate the magic of this dagger."
The icy sound makes Morpheus like falling into the ice cave, but the dagger that is deeply inserted into the body of the other party cannot be pulled out as if it was sucked by something!
However, the other party's next sentence seemed inexplicable.
"Who belongs to this dagger?"
Morpheus is silent-does it make sense to speak?
He won’t say anything, Morpheus understands... The old guy of Tang Jidi De doesn’t need anyone to trouble him anymore.
The vampire holding Morpheus's wrist was nonsense, his eyes narrowed, and he waved as if swinging a leather whip, raising Morpheus alive, and then suddenly threw it on the ground!
"Boo!"
Great pain!
The wound on the back has not healed yet. This time the back touched the Morpheus to grind his teeth-he could clearly confirm that his shoulder blades and big arm fractured due to impact!
A precious piece of clothing was completely contaminated with dust. This blood race that made Morpheus look like a toy and looked down at the young man who was pinched by himself, whispered: "You think Can a glorious robe be easily put on at no cost?"
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his right hand, and even used his arms to support the swift old steward's long sword with a full blow!
"Pap!"
The old butler’s sword swinging action has not yet been made, and a fierce wave will blow him out!
"What!?"
The Old Palfa that was rolling on the ground exclaimed, he could not imagine that anyone could invite the vampire of the Duke level in front of him! Vampires at this level already have the strength of the heyday of Windsor! In other words~IndoMTL.com~ he is already equivalent to the Sword Sage strong in the swordsman sequence!
This kind of killer can’t be invited by the Christophe family! Even the earliest blood family of the entire Gundoslan family will not exceed ten people, and it has never been heard of the record of the blood of the Duke level!
Could it be that there are other people behind the black hand?
Silver stripes are inlaid on the black robe, so that the blood race standing in place has an indescribable elegance and nobleness. The emblem removed on the chest makes Palfa unable to identify which family the strong blood race belongs …The butler who wanted to stand up and continue the fight found that the other party seemed to be suddenly attracted by something.
Morpheus was lifted up by him, still holding his wrist like a rabbit, and the robe sleeves fell down, revealing the bleak magic lines on Morpheus's arms that were not obvious.
This scene made the opponent's movements suddenly pause, and then he did not hesitate to swipe across the Morpheus chest with the other hand.
The top of the shirt was cut open in response to a long mouth, but it did not hurt Morpheus’s skin. The excellent power control and precision have already demonstrated his strength-but this vampire who can kill Morpheus at any time is seeing The magic pattern on his body widened his eyes unabashedly!
"Damn it!"
This blood clan made a weird tone of curse, and then suddenly released Morpheus's wrist, as if throwing away the hot potato, it was no longer waiting for Morpheus to raise his head to see his back and disappeared in place!
At the same time, the flying black bats all around faded away into the distance, and disappeared into the night with the silent knights.
"Ding..."
The dagger with magic left on the ground, with a trace of blood remaining on the cold and sharp blade, stained with dirt.