Something's wrong with my undead

When Gawain said this sentence, the impact was at the level of a nuclear bomb.

Holy light, shadow.

These two words, which are forever irreconcilable in the eyes of the black knights, appeared on a paladin.

And this paladin was Gawain, who was once regarded as the banner of Eternal Dawn.

Gawain, who was banned from discussion by the Shadow Temple and kept secretive.

Even if he defeated his group's enemies...

Even if he no longer represents Eternal Dawn...

He is also the spokesperson of the Holy Light.

But now he says he wants to teach himself to become a "Shadow Warrior"?

How can this be! ?

Looking at the faces that were shocked to the point of numbness, Gawain sighed sincerely.

Heine was right.

Although these level four black knights have no barrier in their souls, they do in their hearts.

And it’s a thick, pathetic wall.

The so-called promotion to the fifth level is just to strengthen it with the prejudice and hostility of countless people integrated into the extraordinary energy.

Still needs a dose of kick.

So he activated the "Shadow Protection" on his body.

A ball of dark light appeared on Gao Wenliang's silver armor.

Then he pulled out his sword, which was also coated with a layer of shadow energy.

——A three-piece set of extraordinary energy produced by McCalla Yuanling Factory: energy channel, energy shelter, and energy attachment.

There was total silence.

The breathing of these black knights seemed to have stagnated. They stared straight at the black Gawain and kept approaching, feeling the shadow energy that was so real.

That is true.

"Extraordinary energy is just energy, and the methods of use are the same."

Gawain said in a deep voice:

"For example, the Black Knight's Annihilation of the Earth is the same combat skill as the Paladin's Devotion to a certain extent."

boom--

Black flames poured to the ground as he stepped forward.

This is the land of annihilation that Gawain spent three nights learning under the instruction of Heine.

The range is not large, indicating that the level is not high.

After all, it is a foreign energy, and it does not directly inherit Gawain's level of devotion, which is reasonable.

The so-called interconnection is just that, just like the erhu and the violin. The principles are the same and they are connected by analogy, but the methods are different.

But there is no need to pay attention to those details at this time.

The shock brought by this scene is no less than that of Gawain turning black just now.

“The purpose of combat is to defeat the enemy, and extraordinary energy is just one of the means to assist.

“With the help of extraordinary energy, we can certainly gain better advantages, but solid basic skills cannot be ignored.

“You must have experienced the fighting skills of the Meikala people in previous battles.

"They are not paladins, let alone the elites of Eternal Dawn, they are warriors of McCalla!

"Next you will see how a qualified McCalla warrior fights."

Gawain looked towards Capture the Sheep.

Wei Dianyuan: "Come on, Brother Yang, Guangbo has done it with him!"

Zhu Sheep: "Why do you think it's so weird..."

Having said that, he took off his armor and helmet and got on with his bare buttocks.

This is also what Heine meant.

Just imagine, an undead creature that is considered a heretic by the Eternal Dawn and the Shadow Temple demonstrates basic skills with the Sun Knight.

What kind of visual impact is this?

The so-called barriers and so-called barriers cannot be broken down by education and slogans alone.

Only hard facts will turn into a heavy sledgehammer and smash these boring barriers.

Because the facts are there, and they can’t wait to stand in your eyes.

What you have seen with your own eyes cannot be violated, cannot be fabricated, and cannot be ignored.

boom!

The two shields collided hard, and Gawain withdrew his strength, so no one retreated.

Withdraw, feint, horizontal slash, shield charge, and the simplest shield attack.

Every collision between the two people was powerful and heavy, and the sound hovered over the prisoner of war camp, echoing in the hearts of the prisoners of war, as if it was not a collision of shields, but someone striking at the impossibility in their hearts.

This is the most primitive but the most advanced fighting technique.

This is the collision of blood and bone, a direct display of strength.

This is enough to mobilize the blood of every melee profession and make their blood boil.

In the face of this primitive impulse and longing, the blood begins to boil, like a fire burning away distracting thoughts.

Until Gawain's shadow and the sheep-catching holy light each appeared on the shield and annihilated each other, the fire burned to the extreme.

The paladin who controls the shadow, and the undead who controls the holy light.

Preconceptions and dogma were burned to ashes.

From the ashes, new reverie shoots out.

Desire to become stronger.

This is the purest desire of people in this world.

...

Heine was surprised that the first light blue experience ball actually came from the guy named Olivier.

On the one hand, this shows that Olivier has put aside his prejudices from the bottom of his heart and began to believe that "there is no right or wrong in power."

On the other hand, this guy is pretty talented.

Heine thought of this guy's past——

He hated the Ruku and his own people equally, and his thoughts were twisted and radical, so much so that he became a target for his enemies.

"Hopefully he can find himself this time."

Heine sighed.

Changing opinions too quickly is not always a good thing.

He is like a ball of duckweed. Where he goes depends only on the direction of the turbulence, not on himself.

This is not what he wants to see.

After the first teaching, more than twenty people were screened out, and Heine handed the list to Gawain.

Gawain came up with the idea of ​​starting a new business when the Court of Light was established.

He felt he needed a team to return to the Eternal Dawn for physical evangelism.

In the game, this is the predecessor of "Bloody Dawn".

This time there is no need for the organization to be stained with the blood of revenge, so the name has not been decided yet.

Heine suggested that he think quickly. If he couldn't think of anything, he could ask Bedivere or Old Ian.

He just came close to saying "Don't ask my skeleton."

...

Six days later, the training in the Nibra copy ended.

This group of twenty students, fully armed, left McCalla and headed to Nibra City, located east of Cuiyeting and deep in the Whispering Forest.

There, they go on their first mission.

At the same time, a floating city approached McCalla from the north and suddenly stopped at the border.

Inside the floating city.

An old man wearing a dark robe with white beard and hair asked:

"Meno, why do you stop?"

According to the "Pancontinental Robe Wearing Code" produced by the Vilitas, solid-colored robes always represent technical personnel, and edging represents combatants.

Among them, purple represents the shadow technician, dark green represents the tree herder of the cultivation school, earthy yellow represents the totem technician, etc.

God knows how the black robe in front of me was handed down.

But in the Shadow Temple, only guys with the surname Kitil and who are not technicians or spellcasters can wear it.

This kind of people are usually old men with high moral standards.

Meno Jitiler, who was wearing a purple robe, lowered his head and was about to explain when a voice came from the side.

"Your Excellency Dmitry, McCalla is ahead. Invading other countries' airspace rashly will cause disputes."

Dmitri glanced sideways at Siara, the person in charge of this negotiation and the so-called "mediator".

He showed a disdainful sneer:

"Your Excellency, are you saying that there will be air strikes to counter us in this countryside?"

Siara smiled slightly and was not fooled by him.

"I don't know, but out of diplomatic etiquette, I think we should respect each other."

Dmitri: "I finally understand why we sent three of us to negotiate with a countryman. Some people's position has already tilted towards the opponent. What do you think, Mr. Messenger?"

He looked at Andre, who remained silent.

The three people represent the three parties respectively.

Gitil, the old nobles, and direct lineage of the Temple.

Kitil was the first to fall from the old aristocracy to the temple, but after so many years, the family has remained standing, with many connections and powerful forces.

Whether he is a solid supporter of the temple or a thorn in his side, who can say?

Andrei ignored Dmitri's squeeze, pretended to be drunk, and stared at the wine glass in front of him.

Suddenly, a young shadow technician shouted:

"Report, something is approaching quickly!"

Meno was shocked: "What?"

"We're watching."

There is no need to say more.

This ugly monster quickly hit the face, and then braked at an incredible speed.