Doom Knight System

The nights in the cold winter are always extraordinarily long, without the tense atmosphere on the battlefield during the day, full of a strange ease.

A soldier defending Wimbledon yawned, wrapped himself up tightly, and then walked out of the sentry tower.

He bent down cautiously, and came to the changing position along the city wall to take over the vigil. The blood of the day condensed into ice at night, and it was a bit slippery to walk on.

The soldier leaned on the wall and muttered: "The guard is changing, hurry up! The weather is really freezing to death. Those noble gentlemen are enjoying the women with their arms around them. We are so pitiful."

He didn't get a response, so he pushed his leaning companion, but the latter fell directly to the ground with his strength.

The soldiers saw a horrifying scene through the torch, and saw that the people on the ground had already died, their faces were covered with black blood vessels, their eyes were congested, and a dark unknown liquid was flowing from the corners of their mouths.

"The plague! It's the plague!" The soldier screamed in fear, staggering back, because the ice floe caused the whole person to fall to the ground.

The plague is the most feared thing in the process of defending the city. The screams of the soldiers are like invitations from the god of death, announcing the coming of death.

An apostle rushed over to the city wall and dispersed the surrounding soldiers. The moment he saw the corpse, he gasped, his face turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble.

The strong death magic indicates that this is not an ordinary plague at all.

"Dear God, are you punishing us?" Most of the soldiers around couldn't help but knelt on the ground, drawing crosses on their chests with their right hands, and remorse appeared in their eyes for the first time.

"Is it because we joined the Dark Council that we were abandoned by God?"

"We're going to hell, I don't want to die!"

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The situation did not get out of control. Kemira led the knights to take over the city wall in time. The soldiers and knights of the Dark Council did not see God at all. Although they also had the same fear, it was much better than other people's eyes.

Camilla cut a hole in the corpse's face with the knight's sword, and asked with a gloomy expression, "Who found it?"

"It's me!" The soldier cautiously stood out from the crowd and said with his hands raised.

Kemira swung his sword directly, knocked the general down to the bottom of the city wall, and then said to the silent soldiers: "This man is also infected with the plague. If you don't want to die, find all the people in the castle with black blood vessels on their faces. come out."

"Yes, my lord!" The whole castle panicked immediately.

Camilla took a deep breath, and led a small group of people towards the magic tower.

Listening to the sound of clouds and rain in the room, Kemira blushed slightly. Regardless of the obstruction of several Teutonic knights, she forcibly knocked on the oak door.

"My lord! Something happened!"

The sound in the room gradually disappeared, footsteps came, and the door lock was opened from the inside.

Except for Kemira, no one dared to be presumptuous. The former also bowed his head and walked in silently.

Mrs. Pomero was only wearing a black lace pajamas, hanging from two thin suspenders, her white and tender shoulders could be seen at a glance, the small V-neck couldn't be completely covered, it was almost torn out of the pajamas .

This set of expensive pajamas showed Mrs. Pemero's hot figure to the fullest. Under the pajamas were translucent stockings, and the slender legs were faintly visible.

Even from a female point of view, Kemira felt a little hot on her face, and she couldn't help avoiding her eyes.

Mrs. Pomero pursed her lips and smiled, walked back to the bed with cat-like steps, and slipped into Lancelot's arms.

Lancelot closed the book in his hand and asked casually, "What happened?"

"A plague-like undead natural disaster has appeared in the castle, and it is extremely contagious. My lord, what should we do now?" Kemira knelt on one knee and asked respectfully.

Lancelot frowned, and said with a sneer: "It seems that they can't help it so soon, it's okay, after tonight there will be no plague."

Camila retorted on purpose, feeling that the man in front of her was a bit overconfident, but the difference in restricted levels made her unable to speak. As a loser of the Dark Council, she was lucky to be protected by a Silver Knight, no matter what the other party did. She has no choice but to be obedient when making any decision.

Lancelot put on his armor under the service of Mrs. Pemero, and after inspiring the glory of the mad knight, he flew directly out of the magic tower.

"Ding Dong! The Eye of Reality: The devil's curse is different from the devil, and has special lethality against the soul."

boom!A black light penetrated into the ground and swam towards an inexplicable direction, Lancelow closely followed.

In fact, when he heard the word devil, he knew that the person who made trouble for him should be the magic consultant Fogo who disappeared inexplicably, the guy who once challenged him to play the piano in the inner city.

"My lord, according to your instructions, three places have been wiped out, and there is no one alive."

"My lord, this is the last place where the evil smell is the strongest."

Two thin men stood in front of Lancelot and said excitedly.They are all newly promoted blood priests, with S-level combat power, they can be said to be easy to deal with a few knights.

After being hunted down by the Holy See for a long time, they are very grateful and worshipful of Lancelow, the savior, which is one of the few harvests of Lancelow.

"Hmph! There's a sneak attack!" One of the thin men growled, and a magic rune appeared in his palm.

boom!Click!A piranha emerged from the ground, chewing to pieces the enemies hiding in the snow who were about to attack.

Lancelow waved his hand and asked the two people to stay outside, and he slowly entered a small two-story building.

There was no light in the whole small building, but Lancelot could see everything through the eyes of reality. The knight's sword swung at a high speed, and a sword light roared out.

When the sword light was in midair, it was blocked by a transparent object, and then the space was distorted, and a bloody priest with black bandages all over his body appeared.

"Forgive me. I surrender!" The Bloody Priest shouted loudly, he was deeply aware of the gap between himself and the Silver Knight, but the next second, the cold sword edge pierced his body.

The bloody priest looked at the blood hole in his heart in disbelief, a thought flashed in his mind, "So fast!", and then he fell face-on to the ground.

Lancelow didn't even look at it, he just stepped over the corpse and walked to the second floor.The bloody priest who had just been killed still performed well in the offensive and defensive battle during the day, but it was a pity that he was his enemy.