Doom Knight System

The sky began to drizzle, and the rain tended to get bigger and bigger. Rogge Castle is located on the edge of the Fallen Land. Once you step in, you will feel a boiling heat in the air. The raindrops did not wait to fall. The ground turned into steam.

The demons are used to living on the land with the smell of sulfur, so they spare no effort to transform the land after entering the main world, but their neighbors are different, the devils enjoy all kinds of beautiful things made by humans.

Lancelot walked slowly on this abandoned land, his feet creaking in the mud, and he enjoyed the surrounding scenery very comfortably with his hands behind his back.

Compared with the idiots following behind, the demon's sharp perception could detect the terrifying energy hidden in Lancelot's body. The few berserker demons just poked their heads out and left quickly, but they must have informed the higher-level demons.

After about an hour, someone finally couldn't help it anymore. A team of professionals surrounded Lancelot. Although he was equipped with various equipment, he was very imposing. One could tell at a glance that he was someone who was walking on the edge of life and death.

The leader is a bald giant with tattoos all over his face. He is over [-] meters tall, and his age cannot be seen. The giant ax in his hand is a low-level treasure, which is shining with scarlet light.

"What's the matter?" Lancelot raised his eyebrows and asked.

The giant man was a little surprised. He had robbed money more than once, but it was the first time he met such a calm guy. But when he saw the gorgeous saber, his greedy heart couldn't be restrained immediately, and he said with a sinister smile: "Take your sword!" Hand it over, boy!"

His shot broke the weird balance, and the professionals behind quit and rushed over at the fastest speed.

"Lone wolf, you want to eat alone, have you asked our guns and mercenaries?" A team of professionals rushed over, and the captain drew out his long sword and shouted in a cold voice.

Afterwards, two teams of professionals followed up. The forces and numbers of the four parties were similar, and Lancelow was included in it.

In their eyes, the thin Lancelot was like fish on a chopping board, without any chance to resist.

The reason why they missed it was because Lancelot's appearance was too young, and he didn't have any magic power or mental fluctuations.

"Idiots, do you know which direction the City of Sanctuary is in?" Lancelow shook his head and said slowly.

Swish!Everyone looked at Lancelot, both surprised and puzzled.

The lone wolf roared: "Boy, I'll tear off your bones one by one and feed them to the dogs. Go to hell!"

The giant ax in his hand whizzed out, the sharp edge of the ax fell straight down, and the scarlet light shrouded Lancelot's head.

The other professionals didn't stop them, and all showed cruel smiles, but unfortunately, this expression didn't last long before froze.

Lancelot didn't even draw out his sword, he blocked the ax with just one hand, and said, "Why don't people in this world have eyes?"

"What? You... who are you?" The giant lone wolf was sweating profusely. He felt as if he had been split on a rock. The shock force of the ax split his tiger's mouth, and blood flowed down .

"Okay, too much nonsense." Lancelow said nonchalantly, raised his knee, and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen with his right foot.

Pooh!The lone wolf's eyes were bloodshot, his body leaned back, and he flew upside down several steps. A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and his sternum cracked and cracked.

"Boss!" His companion rushed to the side of the lone wolf giant, but before he could help him up, he heard a crackling sound, and the power of the demon's energy shook his bones into powder in a short time .

"Who are you guy?"

"Damn it! Could it be the knight commander?"

"Come on! Even the knight commander will take away his treasure. That sword must be a high-level treasure!"...

The other three professional teams exploded, but their leaders were all peak knights, and at the same time drew their weapons and rushed towards Lancelot.

Tyr's sword came out of its sheath, and an incomparably sharp aura shot up into the sky. With a flash of sword light, the unparalleled sharpness of the sword filled the entire space.

The sword light subsided, and everyone on the scene froze and couldn't move. After the next second, all of these people were torn apart, and a lot of blood sprayed in all directions.

Several professionals who were far away saw this scene, their faces turned green, and they fled as quickly as possible without any hesitation.

Lancelow's swordsmanship was like a ghost, and there was no shadow of Tyrfing's sword. He just put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the escaped professionals fell to the ground at the same time, and their heads flew up.

Terrifying strength, terrifying swordsmanship.

The surviving team of professionals did not dare to move, for fear of becoming the souls of the dead under the sword. The head of the bearded and strong man was sweating coldly, his throat rolled, and he swallowed hard.

Lancelot stepped on the ground lightly, and the ground instantly cracked countless gaps, spreading like spider webs, boom!The ground collapsed, and all the corpses fell into the giant pit.

This scene was unforgettable for the bearded man. His head went blank, and a strange thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and then he blurted out: "You... are you a legendary powerhouse?"

"It doesn't look like there are too many idiots." Lancelot said slowly, just turned his head and glanced, and all the surviving professionals were kneeling on the ground.

The unparalleled heavy pressure made their bones crack, and they could hardly breathe. Their faces turned from blue to red, and then from red to white.

"Get up, I need some servants to lead the way, you are lucky to save your own life." Lancelot said lightly, and then retracted his aura back into his body.

The bearded man was relieved, panting heavily, his aura alone made him, a knight, unable to resist, and made him completely give up. He still knelt on the ground and nodded again and again.

"I'm going to the City of Sanctuary, which is the shortest way to go?" Lancelot asked. Since the power of space in the Ghost Seal consumes a lot, the location of the drop is uncontrollable. In order to avoid wasting time, we can only find these places. guy.

The bearded man felt relieved, he knew that as long as he showed his value, he should be able to survive, so he nodded and said: "My lord, the city of sanctuary is in the northeast direction, if you take the safe passage, it will take two months, if you go to the fallen land , it will take half a month at the earliest."

"What is your means of transport?" Lancelot asked.

The bearded burly man said helplessly: "We are a small mercenary team. We can't afford armored vehicles and steam airships. Besides, the sky is not safe now. A large number of winged demons occupy the sky arena. Near the City of Sanctuary."