The Origin of Arcane

Death! The great knight Alger was not without temper, this was the most embarrassing battle he had ever fought.

He has seen a lot of people with superb archery skills. It is a common thing for every great knight-level archer who knows his own power group well.

Even if it is him, although he doesn't use arrows very much, it is not difficult to penetrate Yang with a hundred steps.

The young hunter's archery skills can only be said to be above average, still at the technical level, far from reaching the level of power control.

But the other party's grasp of the timing was extremely ingenious, in an unimaginable state, every step of my own seemed to fail to escape the other party's expectations.

At the beginning, you still attack and I defend, but unconsciously, I was brought into the rhythm by the opponent—I was like a marionette, being dragged away by the opponent's arrow.

The last time such a situation happened was ten years ago, when he confronted his father.

At that time, I had just entered the knight class not long ago, and my father was a veteran grand knight who had experienced many battles.

There is an extremely large power gap between the two, and it is quite normal for such a situation to occur.

The current situation is just the opposite. A hunter who has not even reached the knight level has actually brought a great knight into the rhythm. Even with the premise of guarding Batley, this is an unbelievable thing. Going out, while the other party is becoming famous, I am afraid that my face will fall into the quagmire, and I will never be able to wash it off.

The best way to deal with this situation is to kill this young hunter.

Alger himself didn't even realize that there was an original sin called jealousy growing in his heart. Aside from the opponent's almost weird ability to predict the enemy, the archery just shown was enough for the opponent to be proud of.

That's right, in his eyes, the opponent's archery can only be rated as above-average, which means that among all the archers he has seen, including those great knights, if they are placed in the same level, they can already be included in the top ranks. If the age of the other party is added, the other party can already be called a genius.

If the other party is a Byronian, Agel will love to hear and see him, and try his best to keep him by his side to teach him personally. Even if the other party is not willing, he will gladly help the other party find a more suitable teacher, but the other party is a Andis mountain people, the sooner this kind of person dies, the better.

For a great knight, it doesn't make much difference whether he has a horse or not, because his short-distance charging speed is not much inferior to that of a war horse. The only thing he lacks may be the terrifying impact brought by the horse's charge.

But charging on foot has the agility that horse charging does not have. The dense trees have little effect on his speed, and some even become his leverage point, keeping his speed at its peak.

Idiot, I was fooled. Sean, who was running away in a panic, turned around suddenly, and a red light came out of his hand. Ajel could clearly feel the extremely compressed heat even if it was more than ten meters away.

Wizard! I should have thought of it earlier. The great knight Alger suddenly changed his color. He didn't know that it was Xiao En's status as a warlock. He also hid his back trick and fell into the trap again.

At the level of the great knight, the reaction speed of the body even surpassed the reaction speed of the brain, the body changed direction abruptly, ran for more than ten meters, and slashed across with a sword.

boom!

There was a bang.

The big knight was directly knocked back seven or eight meters. What he hit was not an arrow, but a group of extremely concentrated energy.

Ah! Ah!

There were two screams from the other side, and the big knight's scalp went numb on the spot, and his hair stood up one by one, because one of the two screams belonged to Bartley.

Turning his head and looking back, Alger's hair not only stood on end, but his fine hairs also stood up. What he was most worried about happened, and he found himself falling into the trap again.

This kind of arrow that contains energy and spirit will not have a normal arrow trajectory at all. The first arrow is that the opponent deliberately slowed down the arrow speed to allow him to slash, and used the explosion shock wave to create a defensive gap.

Then two more arrows were fired, both of which were flaming arrows, targeting Benson and Bartley respectively. This time, the other party did not hold back, but with a flash of red light, the flaming arrows had already appeared in front of the two young nobles.

At such a critical moment, the life-saving standards of the two young aristocrats were high and low. Bartley didn't have time to react from the beginning to the end, while Benson held up a round shield he didn't know where he found, The whole person huddled into a ball and curled up behind.

But the result was a bit unexpected. Bartley, who was ignorant and ignorant, was still alive, hugging one of his thighs and crying in pain.

As for Benson, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The shock wave from the explosion of the flaming arrow could fly several meters away even for a big knight attacking with all his strength. Fried to pieces.

And Benson was knocked into the air, and rolled down the steep slope, and now there is no movement.

The reason for this result was that Sean didn't want to kill them at all, especially Bartley.

The living ones are more useful than the dead ones, especially the half-dead ones. They are the reins around the neck of the great knight Alger. As long as they are not dead, the great knight will not be able to let go of his hands and feet and attack with all his strength.

If both of them died, it would be terrible. The great knight who shouldered the duty of protection would go completely mad and chase him desperately, endlessly.

After three arrows were shot.

Sean didn't even look at the final result, and continued to run with a sullen head. Now he is not playing any tricks, but really running away. If his tactics succeed, that is the best, but if he fails, he must win more for himself time to escape.

Even if Xiao En is quite confident in his ability to escape, but when he is facing a great knight, he will inevitably feel guilty in his heart.

As for those Andes mountain people, Sean couldn't take care of them anymore. He had done everything he could, and in the end he even risked his own life. Involved in the same place, the rest is life and death.

This is not an exaggerated adjective. Just now, Sean was indeed betting his life, betting on the loyalty of the great knight to the young nobleman, and betting on the great knight's sense of responsibility.

If the great knight's conduct was a little bit worse, and he gave up rescue and attacked him with all his strength, even if Bartley died, he, Sean, would also be buried with him.

Sean has always hated such things as putting his life and death on the whims of others.

Facing the figure of the cunning hunter getting farther and farther away, the great knight Alger could only roar angrily. It is already dereliction of duty to injure the person he guards. If the Feilun family does not pursue their own responsibilities, their reputation will be discredited, and the only way to go is self-exile.

Although Batley lost a leg, his life was not in danger for a while. The highly concentrated heat of the flame arrow directly scorched the wound on his broken leg, so there was no need to worry about bleeding.

After confirming this, Ajel directly pinched Bartley, who was howling and cursing crazily, unconscious, then clamped him with one hand and held a sword in the other, and started killing wildly.

Even so, there is still no enemy of him among the Andes mountain people.

There is no way to describe his swordsmanship.

The whole process is that he walks over, draws out the sword, and kills.

Every time I use the most basic chopping, straight stabbing, and upward pick in swordsmanship, this is something that every swordsmanship apprentice will learn after getting started.

If you are trying to find an adjective, then one word is fast.

Not only is the speed of the sword out fast enough, but the distance traveled by the sword is also short enough. The weapon in someone else's hand has just been raised, and he has already started to retract the sword.

When there is enough strength, speed and reaction as a support, that kind of flourishing tricks is useless instead. This kind of straightforward swordsmanship is the most lethal and saves the most energy. It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, it can kill people. It is good swordsmanship, which is the so-called return to basics.

If this kind of sharp scene is placed in the environment of blood boiling and fighting soaring to the sky.

What is art?

This is called art.

An art of killing.

Under this unstoppable swordsmanship, even the Andis mountain people who are not afraid of death will soon be killed and terrified.

They are fearless and true, the premise is that their death is worthwhile. If they are faced with a one-sided massacre, they will become very resentful of their lives. They withdrew to the mountains and forests one after another.

The retreat in this situation, even if the Andes mountain people generally have the upper hand, is not orderly, not to mention the wounded on the ground, even those who react a little slower are forced to stay where they are , caught in a round of siege.

Fortunately, the entire hunting slave team was stupefied and frightened, not to mention that they didn't react immediately, even if they did, they didn't have much desire to pursue them.

At this time, the limitations of the great knights were revealed. Their powerful force could be used as a small army at certain times, but most of the time, they could only defeat them, but could not wipe them all out.

The scene after that was a bit bloody. Whether it was voluntary or forced to stay in the Andes mountain people, they faced a one-sided massacre. The surviving hunting soldiers used their cruelest and bloodiest methods to deal with them. It is used to vent the great fear that is just on the verge of death.

Get lost. The great knight Ajel kicked away a slave soldier who was addicted to playing Lingchi, and looked around coldly, You can kill them, but you can't torture them. It is wrong to vent your fear in this way. An act of incompetence and cowardice, of facing one's own fears, deserves to be called a warrior.

What are you, I killed you... The kicked slave soldier obviously didn't know Ajer.

This is not surprising, not to mention that the people brought by Benson don't know him, even the people brought by Bartley, only a few people know his identity. From the beginning to the end, he just followed Bartley and acted as a A taciturn guard.

If Bartley hadn't been targeted by Sean and was forced to make a move, even if the entire slave hunting team was wiped out, as long as Bartley's safety was not threatened, he would not blink.

For a great knight to appear in the slave hunting team, it was an extremely worthless thing.

Even if you are poor from the lowest level, as long as you have the strength of a great knight, no matter which noble lord you go to, they will treat you with courtesy. It is impossible to escape properly, and on the battlefield, at least the first level of the hundred guards.