Black Knight From Blue Star

In the darkness, the huge black knight, holding the mad Minotaur lord in his arms, came outside the city and even rushed into the forest.

At this time, the upper half of the black knight's large body was full of holes, densely packed like lotus pods.

But even so, the Black Knight was not greatly affected.

He hugged Tolkien, the leader of the Minotaur, with one hand, and then stopped inside the forest.

It was also at this time that the Black Knight's combat effectiveness had dropped significantly due to too much damage to his body. The Minotaur Lord took advantage of this opportunity and suddenly removed the Black Knight's right arm, jumped back, and left directly behind. The person's restraint.

Both have dark vision and can see even in complete darkness.

Tolkien looked around. He didn't sense any powerful spiritual body, nor did he notice any strange phenomena for the time being. He smiled and said, "It seems you have reached your limit."

Looking at the huge black knight in front of him, Tolkien stretched out his hand: "You are very good. In terms of human talent, you are already an amazing individual. Surrender to me, and then hand over your ability. I can spare your life and make you a noble slave of our cattle tribe.”

The black knight lowered his head and looked at his tattered upper body, then released the transformation magic and returned to his human form.

Hardy looked at the other person with smiles in his eyes: "You are really arrogant. Your current state is not much better."

Tolkien's appearance at this time is not much better than Hardy's.

The armor on his body was almost completely broken.

Because the appearance of the magic armor is related to one's own magic power, it can be deduced that the opponent's magic power is not much left.

This is normal. It is not an easy thing to resist the black knight's 'embrace'. Moreover, along the way, he also 'poke' the black knight's body with all his strength.

A lot of energy and physical strength was wasted.

"But at least I can deal with you in human form." Tolkien said confidently.

He kept looking at Hardy and paying attention to his surroundings.

It was quiet around him, and he became more and more confident. The other party was already at the end of his strength.

Hardy looked to his right.

Tolkien noticed his action and mocked: "Do you think Nazan will come again? He is too busy to take care of himself right now and can't help you."

Indeed... both of them could vaguely feel that a powerful spiritual body was leaving quickly, followed by a group of spellcasters, who were relatively weak spiritual bodies.

Hardy sighed: "In other words, even if Nazan doesn't come to you this time, you will come to him after a while. You have developed special armor to resist magic."

"Haha, that's it." Tolkien said very proudly: "The Bone Demons always think that they are the only smart people, but in fact, which race does not have one or two unique skills of its own. Even the Flame Imps, relying on their powerful reproduction We can still have a place in this world despite our abilities. It’s ridiculous that they think they are the only magical race second only to Evil Eyes.”

Hardy nodded: "It's indeed a bit ridiculous."

"Do you also agree with what I say?" Tolkien took a step forward, stretched out his hand to Hardy, and smiled: "Submit to me and become mine. Humans like you can indeed be called treasures."

There was heat in his eyes and a special possessiveness.

Hardy subconsciously grimaced. The feeling of being coveted by the same **** was too uncomfortable.

He suppressed the feeling of nausea and asked: "I am very curious, you have ideas to deal with the Bone Demon Clan, so what do you think of the Evil Eye Clan!"

"The Evil Eyes?" Tolkien was silent for a while, and then said: "It is not a race we can understand for the time being."

Although the Minotaur race is very confident, they are still a little self-aware.

The reason why the sun fell was not because the Evil Eye clan discovered the secret of the gods and announced it.

Then the royal family and some strong men joined forces and used this secret to kill the Sun God.

Although many strong people died at the same time.

But if the Evil Eye clan didn’t clarify the concept of ‘rules’, no one could deal with the gods. Of course, the Evil Eye clan also suffered a lot of criticism and ostracism.

After all, without their ‘contribution’, the world would not be as dark as it is.

"So, what would you think if I had a backer from the Evil Eye Clan?"

Tolkien narrowed his eyes slightly at first, then laughed and said: "Who are you trying to scare? The Evil Eye tribe has long been divided. They are all hiding in the wilderness and forming a self-contained body. Why do you..."

Tolkien then stopped talking.

Because in the sky behind Hardy, there was a huge eyeball rising slowly in the forest.

Tolkien turned around and ran away without saying a word.

He can use enough magic resistance to bully the Bone Demon Clan, but when it comes to the Evil Eye Clan, there is nothing he can do.

Who doesn't know that the only opponents of the Evil Eye Clan are the royal family?

At this time, the Minotaur army that had been chasing before also rushed over.

Because I had to run, I just stretched it into a long straight line.

Tolkien also happened to see them. The distance between the two sides was less than a hundred meters.

"Disperse!" Tolkien yelled, waving his hands while running.

But it was already too late.

Previously, Morado was hiding in the hidden magic circle and had been 'accumulating magic power'.

After she takes off, that's when she can take action immediately.

A bright magical glare formed in front of the eyeballs, forming a magic circle at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, the densely packed granular eyes around the eyeballs are also glowing.

The magic in the air is surging crazily.

Then, a torrent of light beams spurted out, accompanied by countless small colorful lights!

The light of the torrent of magic suddenly cut through the night, lighting up half of the sky, and instantly hit Tolkien who was running madly.

"No!"

A faint scream sounded, then quickly disappeared.

Everyone can see that in the bright torrent of magic, a black figure is twisting, evaporating, and turning into gas!

In less than two seconds, the other party had disappeared from this world.

At the same time, the torrent of magic power continued unabated, spraying forward on the ground, swallowing up a horizontal line of the old monster army in an instant, and leaving a straight, red lava ditch on the ground.

This torrent of magic power surged all the way to the walls of Corner City before becoming powerless and disappearing.

The sky became dark again.

Hardy couldn't help but pat his palms twice!

Awesome, really awesome.

Such combat power, ten thousand years from now, would definitely be city-destroying.

Then, the huge eyeballs came down, half-closed, looking weak.

Come to think of it, Morado also exhausted his magic power. (End of chapter)