Lord of the North

Chapter 261 Magic Swordsman

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

In the middle of the night, a knight in black armor with only two eyes exposed rode a horse and galloped across the great plain in the south of the Lopez Kingdom.

In addition to the rattling of horseshoes, there was also a palpitating ghost cry echoing in the wilderness from nowhere.

Fortunately, there is no one living in the vicinity, otherwise they would not be scared to death?

call out! !

Suddenly a sound of breaking through the sky resounded from above the sky.

clang! !

The black-armored knight pulled out a long black sword with his backhand, and swung the sword backhand without turning his head. Fierce sparks splashed everywhere, and there was a harsh sound of metal rubbing against each other.

It turned out that a spear came directly from a distance, but it was easily resolved by him.

The spear was sent flying by him, and with the rest of his strength, it pierced fiercely into the soil.

This spear doesn't look simple either, with exquisite patterns engraved on it, the most conspicuous one being the symbol of the shining sun.

Holy See...

The black-armored knight reined in his horse and stopped on the spot with his sword in his hand. The surroundings were silent. He just rode there without making a sound, motionless, like a dead person.

Not long after, a dense sound of horseshoes sounded in the distance, and it sounded that the number of horses must not be less than twenty.

Only then did the black armored knight tilt his head slightly.

Finally, twenty-four knights wearing white full-body armor with their faces hidden behind their visors galloped forward on horseback. The leading knight had four spears stuck behind him, which was the same as the one who attacked the magic swordsman before. The rods are exactly the same.

They also have a Sunburst symbol on their armor.

"Swordsman, I didn't expect you to dare to step into the mainland." His tone was calm and loud, and he heard his words clearly from a long distance away.

It's just that the voice is full of coldness and killing intent.

The magic swordsman turned his horse's head and aimed at the direction the knights came from.

"kill him!"

Seeing that the magic swordsman was getting closer and closer to him, the leading knight pulled out a spear again, and ordered in a cold voice, and the knight behind him immediately took out his lance and pointed it at the magic swordsman standing in place.

It's just that they didn't feel at ease at all because of their superiority in numbers. Each of them had solemn eyes, and even a trace of anger.

This is the legendary magic swordsman!

"Hidden spirits linger..."

The magic swordsman watched them charge towards him with a cold and difficult tone.

"The heresy trial...those...people in the trial court treated you as...sacrifices..."

After he finished speaking this sentence with some difficulty, his eyes became more indifferent, then he raised the black long sword in his hand, and lightly pinched the horse's belly.

One man and one horse slowly greeted the more than twenty Holy See knights who had launched the charge, like a soldier walking on the road to meet his own death.

"Embrace... die."

Not long after, the shouts of killing faded away, and everything settled down. More than 20 Holy See knights, including their horses and men, were cut to the ground, and their bodies were scattered around.

The magic swordsman stood in the middle without saying a word for a long time, his sword was bleeding, and his war horse stood quietly beside him.

"Have you...haven't thought that what you...doed is wrong...wrong?"

After a while, the magic swordsman spoke again, in addition to the indifference in his voice, there was also a faint disdain.

"God's...guidance will never be wrong..."

A burst of intermittent weak voices sounded. It turned out that the leading knight hadn't died yet, lying on his back on the ground with blood on his face, but his breath had become weaker and weaker.

His silver-white visor had been shattered in half, scattered around his side, and a terrifying wound stretched from his left rib to his right shoulder.

"God? What is God? Have you seen...your god?"

The voice of the magic swordsman became a little low, with a mocking tone, and the difficult voice became smoother.

"God...is my...faith..."

The look in the knight's eyes was getting darker and darker, he answered weakly but firmly.

"Your belief? I'm...killing you now. I killed so many people from the Holy See before. Why hasn't your...faith come out to judge...judgment me?"

It was the first time for the magic swordsman to say such a long sentence. After he finished speaking, he paused and continued: "Your... belief is false, he doesn't...exist."

"You will be judged by...God."

The knight's eyes rolled slightly, and he tried his best to finish the sentence, and then the last look in his eyes dissipated: "God... the holy light... and me..."

"god?"

After he died, the magic swordsman stood here for a long time. Finally, he muttered indifferently to himself, and seemed to say to the knight lying on the ground: "Even if he... exists, he is still an evil god."

After speaking, he got on his horse and left here.

After his war horse started galloping, the ghostly cries of "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow" can be heard again.

Only corpses scattered all over the ground were left in the wilderness. In this kind of place, there is no need to worry that they will stink and rot, because it will not be long before there will be wild beasts to deal with these corpses.

Before dawn, there were already some beasts lurking in the surrounding darkness, and they stared at the corpse not far away with salivating eyes.

In their eyes, this is food, but none of the beasts dared to share the food, because there were four men in white light armor standing there.

"Sure enough, he is indeed a magic swordsman. An earth knight, two great knights, and twenty-one knights fell silently in this wilderness. How powerful is he?"

One of them whispered in amazement that there was also a Yaoyang symbol on their light armor.

It's just that their light armor is different from the armor of the people lying on the ground, that is, the Yaoyang symbol on their light armor is black, not golden.

They are members of the Heresy Inquisition of the Holy See. They believe that even God is not completely benevolent. God has an angry side. Anyone who offends God will accept the wrath of God.

"As soon as Charles Wen died, the Holy See Knights lurking in the north will be leaderless. Send back a message and ask the judge to send someone to preside over the overall situation."

The other knight said in a sad tone, but his real expression couldn't be seen through a visor.

"Also."

The knight who spoke before nodded, and continued: "Someone will come and take them back, let's bury them decently."

Then he turned his eyes to the beasts around him, and the sadness and pity in the exposed eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"A group of ignorant beasts who dare to covet God's believers should die!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and returned to the same place after a few breaths, the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed, and a strong smell of blood gradually filled the surroundings, and the group of wild beasts had been slaughtered by him. .

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