Knight's Guide to Anti-Wolf [Western Fantasy]

The sword light flashed across, and at that moment, there seemed to be the sound of flowers blooming.

Time and dreams are eternal sleep.

Thousands of years ago, the door of demons opened from purgatory, endless demons flooded the continent like a flood, and countless races were wiped out in that catastrophe.

At this moment, the benevolent god cast a miracle, and countless strong men emerged in that battle. Of course, apart from the gods, artifacts are never lacking.

The Violet Sword is the best among them. As the head of the Seven Sacred Artifacts, although the name of the Garland Sword sounds ordinary, it is just that the first generation Grand Duke Heragalan did not have the talent for naming. The degree to which people are frightened, wherever the Violet Light goes, there are victories and no defeats. Even if the Grand Duke Ophelia died in battle while pregnant with a child, he still made the army of the Royal Alliance die in the southeast. The most common symbol of the family.

The Sword of Eternal Sleep is one of the most powerful moves in the holy rank swordsmanship of Huahuan Sword.

The veins of violet sprouted the moment the sword was drawn, slowly crawled across the entire blade, but quickly grew full before the sword was drawn.

The extreme contrast between fast and slow makes people feel in a trance.

The other party was about to raise his hand, but found that his body and even his eyes couldn't move, let alone condense elements to drive spells.

The long-lost feeling, the sword of eternal sleep.

crackle!

With the same soft voice, that person quietly appeared behind Ansu, and said lightly, "The ability to manipulate time in the dream world can only be fully achieved with the Xingyue pointer."

"You mean I'm not enough now?" An Su chuckled lightly, "Get out of my dream, and stop talking like this."

"You're still far behind." The man looked at the normal scenery around him, "You can't cut off the connection between dreams and reality."

An Su was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and continued to slash with his sword.

The man raised his hand and popped out a white rose.

clang! !

The long sword suddenly bumped into a huge translucent rose, and after an instant blast, three identical long swords slashed from different directions with a translucent figure holding the sword.

The man turned around and flashed, and after changing several times, he flashed out of the shadow of the sword, and his right hand instantly drew several runes in the air.

Ga la - the long sword drew countless sparks on the invisible surface, and the sound of rubbing glass made people's ears numb.

"Is it just like this?" The man flicked in front of the mirror, and in an instant, countless fragments whizzed through the air and shot at Ansu.

The long sword in Ansu's hand turned into countless petals, and rolled up the fragments in front of him, rushing towards the enemy like a tide.

The battle continued. Although Ansu's swordsmanship was ever-changing, the man opposite him was obviously a higher level, and he could use all kinds of skills at his fingertips. "It's meaningless." The man's voice came intermittently around, "A mage at the seventh level will Solidify one of the most commonly used magic in my soul, although this technique is only a short-distance teleportation, it can be used without limit for me."

"Really?" An Su suddenly stopped his sword, swung the long sword horizontally, and held the blade with his left hand. The sword was extremely sharp, and a lot of blood flowed out almost instantly, seeping into the patterns on the sword.

The ethereal and subtle song that made people itchy in the ears gradually disappeared.

An extremely strange and twisted breath emanated from him.

"Today, I call the heavens and the earth to witness with you..."

A huge phantom of a demon god slowly emerged behind him.

"Reread the original promise, stick to my heart,"

The surrounding dreamland seemed to be immersed in a long-lasting darkness.

"You!" The man's expression froze, and he suddenly took out a white light staff. In a hurry, a cluster of white crystals slowly grew on the staff.

"Put freedom, time and love on the other side of the scale, and come instead of justice!"

"Sword of Cogito."

The man's white crystal suddenly released a strong light, which collided fiercely with the moon-white sword light.

The world returned to chaos, and the entire dreamland was instantly evaporated.

The dream disappeared, and the man looked down at the long sword passing through his heart, and sighed slightly.

Ansu drew out his sword, blood spraying everywhere.

"Sure enough, it's from the Violet family." He ignored the bleeding wound, but just looked at him quietly, "You are very strong, and you can surpass Ophelia soon."

"You deserve to mention her too?"

"Why not," the man chuckled, "but I'm sorry, you're still a little short."

Ansu didn't speak, but thought that the sword should hit the vital point and kill him. Even if his heart was out of the way, he would die of pneumothorax or hemorrhagic shock. It's just nonsense to be able to raise well.

But how can this person speak well? Is this another clone of the mirror image technique?

"This is my real body." He clenched the staff tightly in his hand, "It's just... I'm already dead."

As the music fell from his words, the flesh and blood on his body fell off piece by piece. In an instant, there was only a clean and unbroken white bone left. Dark elements gushed out from the shadows and quickly gathered on his body to form a black mass. The cloak and chains, the black eye sockets are empty, and there are only two green gleams dancing, which belong to the soul fire of the dead.

"...Lich?" Ansu stared at his body, his hand holding the sword tightened again and again.

"At least the legendary level, you can follow my soul and destroy my phylactery. Before that, no matter what, you can't kill me." Lich's voice was extremely hoarse.

As long as the phylactery remains, the lich can respawn infinitely.

"Then kill you until you dare to appear." Ansu held the long sword again.

The lich just said: "It's almost time."

An Su frowned, but the next second, his fingers froze instantly.

On the open space where the soldiers were bound before, countless green marks suddenly floated up, forming several green lights, which intersected and overlapped with green lights from other directions, forming a huge magic circle, covering the entire area, and then submerged into the distance, where the soldiers They didn't know where to go, maybe they left first, but more likely it was the plasma that had already turned there.

Countless strange bubbles appeared in the lake water, and the fish in the water jumped out of the water desperately, as if there was something terrible underwater.

These are all trivial matters. What really froze Ansu was the white smoke rising from the dam in the distance.

"What did you do!" he snapped.

"Look, you'll know." The Lich giggled twice, the fire in his eyes flickered, as if he was mocking.

And the dam in the distance has already burst into countless cobweb-like cracks.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"White Rose's ancestors built this dam, so that the entire south will no longer be disturbed by floods, making the downstream the most fertile land in the empire, with a large population." The Lich said lightly, "But so what, what we want , is enough people to die.”

Before the words fell, the dam was finally overwhelmed. The magic power of the guardian was neutralized by the demon's spell. The stone itself could not support such a huge water pressure at all.

There was a loud bang, and the water was rushing and roaring, and the lake that had just been as calm as a mirror instantly turned into a devil, roaring and roaring, and let it down.

The surging torrent engulfed the small island in an instant, and the waiting griffin hurriedly picked him up, so as not to be involved in the huge torrent.

An Su moved his lower lip, and didn't speak any more. He just shot a sword suddenly, chopped the lich in two, and fell into the water.

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Miriam was sitting in the study changing documents. He felt that An Su's life was too good. Except for the development of his territory at the beginning, it took a little effort. Later, there was Rick Luther, and then himself, basically he didn't care about it, although He is not professional in this area, but if he is not professional, he can learn from it. How could he just throw his hands away to others casually this time.

Mireya even felt that Ansu was playing tricks on the bed to get him to go to the front line first, and then follow him after he helped him arrange the affairs in order to escape from the sea of ​​documents.

Suddenly, he covered his forehead, forcibly suppressed the huge dizziness, and took several deep breaths before recovering from the bone-sucking pain.

Ansu Jane opened the first seal?

Didn't he know... well, he didn't know, no one ever told him.

"Master Su Lien." A sexy and seductive hoarse voice sounded from the void, and a charming beauty stepped out of the shadows. She had three dragon-like horns, like a strange crown, green There is an unquenchable hellfire in his eyes, and the skeletal armor on his body is exquisite and domineering, "How does it feel to be a slave of man?"

"There is no difference between a slave of a god and a slave of a human being." Miriah said indifferently, "Aruba, you don't have much time to show up, so what do you want me to do?"

"It seems that you are very satisfied with your current life. Then how do you respond to the call of our Lord?"

"My soul is sealed in the sword and I can't deal with it."

"How can I set you free?"

"..."

"Is it unwilling to say, or there is no way?"

"Is there any difference?"

"It seems that I didn't mean it. I hope you don't regret today's decision. Goodbye, my former comrade-in-arms."