Heart of Empire Chapter 277: Devil’s hand

The dark spirit warrior's assault on the wolf cavalry was extremely effective. The wolf cavalry, which was already in a state of strength, was obviously in trouble after suffering a lot of losses.

This is not an easy thing to solve, at least not by Chapple pulling his throat to cheer up the soldiers. Facing the sudden attack of the dark spirit warriors, the wolf cavalry seemed very at a loss. After this face-to-face meeting suffered a great loss, even with the quality of the White Wolf Cavalry Regiment, even if they have recovered in a short time, it is extremely difficult to find a solution and counterattack immediately.

As the original captain of this wolf cavalry brigade, Quincy watched his subordinates being killed one by one, feeling extremely anxious in his heart. He roared, and the white wolf under his crotch, who was connected with him, rushed out, and rushed towards a dark spirit warrior who was about to kill a wolf cavalry.

Of course, the dark spirit warrior also noticed Quincy rushing towards him. He immediately stopped the rapier he was about to stab, and turned his head. The purple gemstone inlaid in the center of the belt on his forehead , slightly shiny.

Quincy felt the negative power rising from his heart, but he was a figure who had already taken the position of captain after all, and he was the captain of one of the two regiments under Dane. Of course, it is impossible for the strength to be like ordinary wolf cavalry, who will lose their combat effectiveness after being easily cast by a spell.

As a ninth-level white wolf knight, his perception attribute is enough for him to resist the dizziness effect, and at the same time, his physique attribute can also allow him to safely support the feeling of vomiting.

All the spells aimed at the spiritual level and the physical control were ineffective, and the dark spirit warrior was obviously taken aback.

In this dazed effort, the scimitar in Quincy's hand had already kissed his neck.

Under the leadership of Quincy, the other wolf cavalry also began to counterattack. After all, dark spirit warriors are not really powerful spellcasters, and the magic reserves they possess do not allow them to release a large number of control spells.

However, some wolf riders who hadn't had time to be controlled, when they rushed close to the dark spirit warriors, they learned another special ability of these mysterious troops from the confused city.

It's true that they are not real spellcasters, but they don't have titles like 'Mage' or 'Warlock' either. Since they are called 'samurai', they naturally have the ability of warriors!

I saw that after the wolf cavalry approached, the arms of some dark spirit warriors holding swords suddenly changed a lot-it became two or three times thicker in an instant!

The suddenly thickened arm looked distorted, as if it was a devil's hand. And the rapier held by this devil's arm was also shrouded in a layer of shadow flames, and the entire shape changed, becoming a large flaming sword.

Such a change came very suddenly. As soon as the cavalry rushed up, they had to face the attack of the mutated demon hand and the shadow flame sword.

In this state, dark spirit warriors are not just characters who rely on magic power to fight, their strength in head-to-head confrontation has also been greatly enhanced!

In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so wolf cavalry who had escaped the spell's control rushed towards the Dark Spirit Warriors, who were only half of their number. But in the confrontation between the sudden changes, although three dark spirit warriors were beheaded by the scimitar of the wolf cavalry, none of the dozen or so wolf cavalry survived under the shadow flame sword!

Such a scene made Quincy's scalp tingle when he was watching such a scene from behind - he hadn't seen it for a long time, and the white wolf cavalry would exchange casualties with the enemy at a four-to-one ratio in a head-on confrontation ! In fact, even if this ratio was reversed, it would be considered a failure for the White Wolf Cavalry, who were always used to crushing the enemy. Not to mention being beaten by others!

I'm afraid, even if it's fighting against the Kor'kron troops of the orc tribe, this is the situation.

The orc tribe, the reputation of the warriors of Kor'Kron, is well-known in Schindler. People who have to fight the orcs on the eastern wasteland almost every now and then have a very profound experience of the most powerful warrior in the orc army—the experience of blood. And these dark spirit warriors in front of him, in Quincy's eyes, even if the very annoying control method is removed

In addition to the ability of magic, after summoning the hand of the devil, it can actually have the strength similar to that of Kor'kron troops in frontal battles. This is simply a frightening team!

The only comforting thing is that there must not be many such elite fighters. But Quincy's heavy face did not show any improvement. Even though the number of dark spirit warriors was relatively small, what he saw now was enough for the wolf cavalry to drink a pot.

Being hindered here means that it is difficult for the wolf cavalry to continue to exert their most powerful weapon-mobility.

What's worse, if the White Wolf Cavalry is entangled here, who can go to the battlefield directly ahead and play the role of breaking the deadlock and making the final decision?

Quincy was in a dilemma because of this problem, and suddenly heard Chapple shout:

"Be careful!"

"Huh?" Quincy looked up, only to find that a man wearing an exquisite dark gold chain mail had appeared only five steps away from him.

He was shocked! He quickly drew his knife and prepared to fight. But when the scimitar was just raised above his head, he only felt the figure of the man in the dark gold chain mail in front of him suddenly flicker, so much so that his head groaned. There was such a moment of hesitation in raising the saber~IndoMTL.com~ And in such a moment, the man seemed to take a step forward with ease, and the rapier in his hand was inserted into Quincy's heart among.

Quincy woke up when he was dying. He looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but a stream of blood foamed from his mouth.

The man gave two 'tsk tsk' sounds, and pulled out the rapier as if a little disgusted.

"It's disgusting..." He was really disgusted.

"Who are you?!" Chapple was shocked and angry, but also a little panicked.

He was looking at this man, walking towards Quincy like that, walking in a normal way, but Quincy didn't notice it at all. He would never think that Quincy missed it because his mind was distracted. That was his old subordinate, and it was not the first day he had been on the battlefield. Even if he was distracted, he would instinctively pay attention to the changes in the surrounding situation. If he could make Quincy unaware of the danger by being distracted, he would have died in the king's countless battles long ago, and he would not be able to live now.

What's more, the man in front of him, the sword that killed Quincy, is even more weird. At that moment, even Chapple, who was a little far away, seemed to feel the guy's figure flickering for a moment before launching an attack. As if in the blink of an eye, a distance of a few steps was crossed, and in a blur, the rapier was sent into Quincy's heart.

Compared to being dazzled, Chapple believes in another possibility - he has met a master. (To be continued.)