Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 22 is trapped in 魍魉 (table)

It was already late in the evening when Arthur drove the iron ride and was about to return to the base of the Knights of the Northern Heavens.

"What is going on?" asked Bedieville in the back seat.

The Cavaliers looked far away and saw the base smouldering smoke: a Viking fleet of at least sixty ships was violently confronted with the anti-aircraft guns at the base of the Knights of the Northern Heavens. . The blue-and-white light bombs fired from the main guns of the base smashed the sky and woven the gorgeous firepower net together with the red-red light bullets on the Viking battleship.

"Vikings?" Arthur wrinkled his eyebrows inexplicably, stepping on the pedals of the iron rider and speeding up the speed of the iron ride. "It’s strange, only a week before the last attack. Last time. Obviously, the Vikings have been defeated, and they have been greatly hurt. Why did they organize such a huge fleet immediately?"

The werewolf teenager is very curious about how the Knights of the Northern Heavens won last time. This number of fleets can make the Knights suffer a lot. Why did the battles a week ago not leave too many traces of battle for the castle?

With a lot of doubts, Bedyville whispered, "Well, are they very rich?"

"There is money? (Arthur can't help but smile.) - Oh, the Vikings, like the Hungarians, are a group of poor people. If you are rich, you don't have to be a pirate everywhere. The biggest problem is The Vikings' nests in Iceland and Iceland have almost no feldspar deposits. All the machinery driven by photon mirrors, including warships, spaceships, airships, gunboats, and Vikings, cannot be made by themselves.

(Note: Light stone: a magnesium-tungsten alloy mixed by a fixed ratio. It can absorb free photons in the environment after being energized, and is reflected at a fixed angle. It is a photon-related system such as light blade, light cannon, photon engine, etc. The basis of the alloy's mixing ratio is accurate to one in ten thousandth. At present, humans cannot rely on their own technology to precisely control the mixing and melting of magnesium-tungsten alloy. All feldspar can only be obtained by mining.)

"So, they have such a large fleet. The only possibility is that there are other forces that are funding them?" Bedieville seized Arthur and prepared to withstand the impact.

"Probably. (Pound!) - "Arthur's iron ride fell (collision) in the rain of bullets and landed on the deck of the spacecraft. "It seems to leave a live mouth to interrogate." He quickly jumped off the iron ride and solved the sword. Several Vikings rushed up.

Just after discovering Arthur’s master and servant, the Viking’s fleet was overturned. A burst of light rain came like a storm. Arthur quickly pushed Bediwell to the ground. "You don't have armor, it's too dangerous here, find a place to hide, so you don't get killed by stray bullets!"

"Is there anything I can do?" the Werewolf boy shouted.

"There is one thing: protect the iron ride and wait for me to come back!" Arthur shouted, and he took out the lightsaber and rushed forward to fight the Vikings who swarmed.

After several rounds, the Vikings of this battleship were cleaned up. Under the attack of the fighting and the rain, the battleship slowly sank with smoke.

Arthur gasped and looked back at the body of the Vikings everywhere. He was careless and forgot to leave alive.

"Isn't physical strength enough to cope with long-term battles?" The Cavaliers wiped the sweat from the forehead and said to himself, "It seems necessary to reduce some extra movements."

He couldn't hide the uneasiness in his heart, and he always felt that the battle was very strange.

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When the knife was cut down, there was no feeling of cutting the meat. The speed and angle of the blood splashing were not right. It is like carrion with a dead body.

Suddenly, the bodies on the deck began to emit green smoke.

The young knight quickly grabbed his nose: "Poisonous fog? Damn, is it a trap?"

In the darkness, a sinister voice said: "Ha ha ha ha ha, really counted? How stupid is this creature?"

A woman in the poisonous mist came out, a woman wearing a black velvet robe wearing a horrible skull mask. The horrible snake tail that can't be hidden under the robe can be curled into a ball.

Arthur instantly recognized this cursed creature: "The **** succubus!"

These fascinating ancient epic creatures are said to have existed long before humans opened their minds and have a high degree of wisdom.

They can manipulate the body by injecting their own intrinsic photons into the body. Therefore, the succubus is often referred to by human beings as "The Necromancer", "Black Witch", "The Martyr", "The Lake Banshee" and many other titles, and continues to hate thousands of generations.

Regardless of the nature of the succubus, human beings fear the death, and naturally fear the succubus that can manipulate the death. They may be a race with the worst reputation in epic creatures.

The black witch looked at the knight, and the pale face showed an evil sneer: "Oh, I know it very well, knight! Since you know our existence, then you should be very clear, resistance is meaningless - no People can overcome death! Come and surrender, maybe I will be compassionate and let you be the emerald knight under my seat. By then you will gain the power to truly surpass death."

"Then become your beggar, always be your running dog, right?" Arthur shrugged his shoulders and raised his lightsaber: "Don't think about it, demon girl!"

The green light from the blade shines on the face of the black witch, but makes the succubus smile even more horrible: "Hah, so cute child - people want to get more and more. You don't want to wait, wait for you to die. After I come back to resurrect you. When you are hacked and then resurrected, where there is an arm missing, where the bones are missing, don't blame me!"

Countless Necromancers emerged from the poisonous mist and surrounded the Knight Arthur. The bodies of these dead Vikings are driven by the magic of the succubus, as if they were a sly, they will always dance, kill, and never die.

The green poisonous mist on the periphery continues to spread, the dense part of the smoke permeates the evil purple black, and the relatively less dense place is the strange pale green. This horrible poisonous fog not only captures the human body, but also makes the surrounding vision extremely poor, making it impossible to distinguish the ambush of the Necromancer. The poisonous fog encloses Arthur and this group of Necromancers, constantly reducing the space of Arthur's activities, making the situation worse and worse over time!

"It seems that I can only make a quick decision." Arthur rushed forward, and several swords smashed the hands and feet of several Necromancers, causing them to lose their mobility.

"Useless!" The succubus smiled. Driven by some kind of powerful magic, the dead spirits who fell to the ground once again picked up their limbs and climbed up if nothing happened. They are already dead, so they are absolutely dead.

Their wounds can be regenerated, and the broken limbs can be picked up quickly, which is also expected.

"Are you cheating?" Arthur muttered dissatisfiedly.