Night Raven Master

Chapter 215 It's a long way to go

Count Susie took a deep look at him:
"A helping hand?"

"No, it's a transaction."

Phantom Art replied with a smile.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became silent amid Phantom Art's unchanged smile and Earl Susie's dignified silence.

Afterwards, he looked at Lord Shadow Crow, who was manipulating the shadow and having a great fight with the old chief guard.

After blocking the black shadow's onslaught, the old head guard seemed to have figured out the opponent's fighting habits, his pace became more steady, and his attacks were no longer back and forth as before, but gradually began to show his advantage.

As the old head guard gradually became familiar with Sombra's fighting style, or the operation mode of Lord Shadow Crow, the silver light long sword left more and more wounds on Sombra's body, although each attack left All the wounds he made would heal in the next instant, but this did not make the old chief guard feel disappointed. His confidence in victory did not decrease with the decrease of physical strength, but gradually increased.

Even the black shadow used the black shadow long sword to cut a deep hole in the light armor of the old guard chief several times, but after the old guard was bleeding and injured, his attacks became more fierce and powerful, but in terms of rhythm and strength However, it maintained the previous pace.

Sombra is falling into a disadvantage.

"You're too young! Monster!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the old guard slashed Soi Ying's right arm with his sword.

The moment the silver light flashed across the black shadow's right arm, it separated from the black shadow, and fell to the ground together with the black shadow's long sword, losing its outline and merging with the shadow on the ground.

Watching the opponent's right arm gradually heal, the old head guard showed a smile. He taunted the controller and the huge crow coldly:

"Even if you try to interfere with my emotions in such a despicable way, it's useless! Monsters are monsters! You will never learn human skills!"

"Vulgar swordsmanship! You can't touch me again!"

A firm light flashed in the vicissitudes and cloudy eyes of the old head guard, and the long sword in his hand reflected silver light.

This black shadow imitating his own image is stronger than himself in terms of strength and reaction speed, but lacks experience.

Experience as a warrior who wields both sword and shield.

Experience with weapons.

The fearless attack method can bring him a lot of trouble, but...it doesn't matter, he can win!
At this time, Phantom Art picked up his top hat, put down his left and right hands together in front of his body, smiled and said to Count Susie beside him:

"Your chief guard has won~"

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Count Susie glanced at him silently, and then said: "Foster's strength and agility are not enough, but he has a wealth of experience, and his sword skills are also first-rate, but if he can't attack the main body, it is useless .”

His gaze was on the huge shadow crow.

It looks like it's the body, but it's not.

Count Susie glanced around, and finally stopped on the damaged items involved in the fight, the shadow of a piece of broken wood.

There's something weird about the shadows there.

Although it is true that there is a shadow crow hidden there, it is just not the same one.

Yate looked at the old head guard, staring at the breach in his light armor, a shadow resembling a smiling face wriggled around the wound.

The real battle is over.

He watched with some pity that the old head guard raised his long sword again, and slashed at the black shadow fiercely.

Silver light streaked across a long and narrow line in the air.

Seeing the black shadow reluctantly blocking, the old head guard raised his long sword again, pointed at him and sneered:
"Have you run out of strength to parry? Now I can defeat you head-on!"

Heiying raised his long sword and slashed at Heiying's right shoulder obliquely. However, the old guard had expected it. He stepped forward with his right foot and dodged the opponent's counterattack. He drew back his long sword and parried obliquely. The opponent's slash.

"My silver-bladed long sword can attack the shadows, just find an opportunity to attack the vital point"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the huge crow that combed its feathers from time to time.

This silver-edged long sword was a reward given to him by Earl Susie more than ten years ago. It can carry attacks similar to moonlight, and it is effective against shadows.

Moreover, an electric crystal is inlaid on the hilt of the sword, which can be released only when it hits a vital point.
Lord Shadowcrow didn't mean to argue with him at all, but just manipulated the black shadow to attack and defend.

This made the old chief guard even more puzzled. From becoming a mercenary to becoming a follower of Lord Suzie, he walked through the forest alone, fought monsters, went to the battlefield, and killed various human professionals, aliens and monsters. , I have also experienced a more dangerous situation than today, and even a battle where I have no resistance at all.

The clashing sound of the black shadow long sword and the silver blade long sword continued to resound, and the old head guard gradually realized that something was wrong.
There is no doubt that the opponent's sword skills are not as good as his, but...
Why didn't you gain an advantage?

what.
Out of the corner of his eye he glanced at his arm.

The next moment, he saw that black threads like spider silk had wrapped around his wristbands, and he felt a strange sense of oppression.

Is that so?

No wonder there was a sense of weakness.

It is not because of the sudden drop in physical strength that the more weak the Vietnam War is, but
"Old man, did you finally find out!?"

The shadow lines wrapped around his armor converged, forming a huge crow shadow behind him.

Countless shadow threads bound his limbs, especially his hands and feet, making him look like a marionette.

Shadows condensed on the two pairs of wings of the Shadow Raven Lord, forming the shape of claws:

"Hahaha--"

Looking at Lord Shadow Crow who was laughing wildly, Yate said expressionlessly: "Okay, come down."

These guys were infected by Prome.

Hearing his words, the Shadow Crow Lord immediately left Foster's body, turned into a pool of shadows and slipped under Phantom Art's feet.

The old guard chief who was let go fell down directly.

Part of the shadow was swallowed.

Looking at such a scene, Count Susie just asked indifferently:

"My lord, are you sure you want to stop me?"

"Oh? What, Your Excellency the Earl?" Phantom Art narrowed his eyes, looking at the gate of the castle, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Accompanied by a roar, the gate of the castle was pushed open, and the gate, which was 3.5 meters high and over 3 meters wide, was instantly blocked by a huge black shadow.

The huge black shadow with the light behind it stepped into the hall with its head down.

It was a big man with a bushy beard and brown dreadlocks, far beyond ordinary people's huge stature and muscular body.

However, the eyes flashed a ferocious and aggressive light, and the thick fur clothing diluted the pressure and impact derived from his figure, but when he left from the backlight and entered the hall, The tall and heavy body made the ground tremble.

thump—

thump—

thump—

Heavy footsteps, as if the ground was overwhelmed.

"Is it the blood of giants? Transformation experiments? Or aliens?"

The identities and names of Count Susie's followers quickly flashed through Art's mind.

"Hahaha! Lord Earl! Here I come! Where is Foster? Ask the servant to bring me a glass of wine without adding ice."

At the same time as the loud voice sounded, a tall and rugged man walked into the hall with a long-handled giant ax on his back.

When he saw the old chief guard kneeling on the ground and the messy hall, he frowned, strode over and helped the old chief guard up.

"Hey! Foster! What's wrong with you!?"

He shook Foster's body, but he didn't seem to wake up.

In such a situation, he couldn't help turning his gaze to Earl Susie, who looked indifferent, and then looked at the young man beside him with an annoying smile on his face.

"Is that you? Bastard!?"

There was anger on Lunk's face.

He was originally a serf, his father was a half-giant with the blood of a mountain giant, and his mother was an ordinary person. As an experiment of a certain earl, he became a serf during the war a hundred years ago.

He was later conscripted into the army and became a soldier.

In the superior war, the lord was killed, and he also changed from a soldier of the army to a slave.

In the end, it was Foster who discovered him and trained him as Earl Susie's follower until he became the apocalypse and became an important combat force in the territory.

Lunk clenched his battle ax tightly, and the blood power of the mountain giant circulated in his body, and his tense muscles could attack Yate at any time.

At this time, a female voice sounded:
"Lonke, be careful, this guy is a bit weird."

The moment the voice sounded, a masked woman appeared not far from Lunk, and together with Lunk stood in front of the old head guard.

Her hands were placed behind her waist, holding the hilt of the short sword, and the half-drawn short sword was shining with the streamer of spell items.

And outside the castle, a middle-aged man with a longbow squinted his eyes slightly. The bow and arrow that had been drawn were aimed at the window that was opened at an unknown time.

There is also a group of people who have faintly surrounded the castle.

"Well~ Sure enough," Art pressed down on his top hat, "Is it to delay the time for the chief guard to fight? Is it just to wait for someone to come over?"

What a pity, he knew very well about the fact that someone came here. The Shadow Crow had already spotted them when they were three kilometers away from here.

Excluding the old chief guard who could not continue to fight, plus Earl Susie, there are a total of four Apocalypse and more than 100 apprentice-level professionals.

"Although at the beginning I wanted to rely on words to persuade, but it really didn't work."

The combat power is very sufficient.

Sorry, though.

The corners of Phantom Art's mouth turned up, and the whole person became pitch black.

A patch of shadows spread rapidly, and figures holding black violins appeared around the castle one by one.

Appearing together, there are hundreds of shadow crows, and thousands of shadow servants summoned by the shadow crows.

"If you want to engage in a legion battle, your combat power is still far behind."

(End of this chapter)