in2ebook Chapter 117 Chapter 117 The Scourge Knight is coming!
Chapter 117 Chapter 117 The Scourge Knight is coming!
Chapter 117 117. The Scourge Knight Descends!
As the fight continued, Markov gradually realized that Old Billka was acting strangely.
While a war concerning survival naturally called for fighting to the death, this guy was taking it too far.
He was simultaneously dealing with the joint encirclement of Markov and Harlan, while also paying attention to the royal capital's elite forces.
He even personally cut off the city gate with a single sword strike to sever the royal capital's elite forces' retreat, while also constantly watching the soldiers who were surrendering.
Whenever someone dropped their weapon to surrender, he would casually kill them.
He was using this brutal method of supervision to forcibly stage a do-or-die drama on the Rodri Continent.
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Now, the royal capital's elite forces, with no way to retreat, had indeed gone crazy.
But this seemed to be useless, as the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and it was impossible to reverse the situation with a do-or-die attitude.
Old Billka's actions only accelerated the expansion of the royal capital's elite forces' losses.
This guy鈥?,"Was he fighting against the Aurora Church or simply slaughtering his own soldiers?
Could it be that after being demonized, even his temperament had become twisted so quickly?
Markov didn't understand what Old Billka was thinking. After his demonization, his strength was terrifying, and he was also a master of both magic and martial arts.
Coupled with the Bloodkin Mind Flayer's bizarre and unpredictable Bloodkin magic, Markov and the others didn't dare to make too big of a move, who knew what would happen if they were sucked blood by this guy.
Logically speaking, in this situation where Old Billka temporarily had the advantage, he should go all out to attack Markov and the others.
As long as he defeated them, with Old Billka's strength, he could eliminate all the Dawn Knights even at the cost of some price.
But this guy was deliberately dragging out time, and the longer he dragged, the greater the Aurora Church's chances of winning.
Did he look down on them?
Markov felt some anger in his heart, but this anger didn't cloud his mind, only making the movements in his hands even more fierce.
But no matter what, Old Billka never showed a trace of weakness.
Strange!
It was really strange!
Markov and the others gradually had a faint ominous premonition in their hearts.
As time went on, the royal capital's elite forces, who were completely crazy in their last-ditch battle, did indeed cause more casualties to the Dawn Heavy Cavalry.
But鈥?,"Hundreds or thousands of crazy soldiers used their flesh to resist the Dawn Knights' warhorses and enchanted longswords, delaying their speed.
And then hundreds or thousands of soldiers used their bodies as shields to resist the Night Watchers' snipers, bringing knights and mages closer.
Forcibly鈥?,"They exchanged the lives of thousands of people for the loss of a Dawn Knight.
The battle damage ratio was as high as thousands to one.
This crazy attitude shocked Uriel and the others for a while.
But the Night Watchers' arrows and the Dawn Heavy Cavalry's iron hooves would not show mercy to the enemy.
Although the royal capital's elite forces were the nobles' and royal family's lackeys, this crazy fighting will was also out of desperation.
But having fought to this point, the Dawn Knights were willing to call them respectable enemies.
At least they weren't like the armies they had encountered before, collapsing at the first touch.
For this kind of enemy, the Dawn Knights only made their charge even more frenzied.
In terms of fearlessness, no one could compare to them, who possessed the lofty faith of the Aurora.
Harboring the will to die in battle and ascend to heaven after death, the Dawn Knights could still launch a fearless charge even if they fought to the last man.
This war had progressed to the point where Markov and the others couldn't understand this crazy slaughter at all.
The stench of blood raged outside the royal capital, and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground. Except for the Dawn Knights, who could maintain complete corpses after death due to their strong iron armor.
The royal capital's elite forces鈥?,"Had been completely integrated into the soil underfoot.
Hooves passed over, splashing thick blood.
Outside the royal capital, it had already turned into a huge meat grinder.
The royal capital's elite forces had fought to this point, with less than 20,000 people remaining.
Logically speaking, this kind of battle damage would have caused the royal capital's elite forces to surrender and run away, but due to Old Billka's crazy supervision, the royal capital's elite forces were still fighting.
Markov could understand that from the moment the royal capital's elite forces followed Old Billka out of the city, they had no choice but to fight to the end.
At this moment, Markov also felt a trace of pity in his heart, and his gaze towards Old Billka became even more angry.
Fighting desperately, even if Old Billka fell into the demon race, he would still call Old Billka a respectable opponent.
This guy was indeed playing with his life, but he was playing with other people's lives!
After being demonized, this guy was indeed completely crazy!
Could this be the curse of being transformed into a Bloodkin Mind Flayer?
More than 5,000 of the royal capital's elite forces had died at Old Billka's hands!
"What exactly is this guy doing!"
Markov withdrew and took a breath, saying in a low voice to Uriel beside him:
"Be careful, this guy is very strange!"
Uriel naturally could see it too, and had already arranged for the Night Watchers to fly to higher places to monitor the entire battlefield.
"We can't delay any longer!"
Markov hardened his heart and exchanged glances with Harlan and the others.
Their unparalleled tacit understanding allowed them to instantly understand each other's thoughts.
In the next moment, the Ender Pearl in Harlan's hand landed beside Old Billka. He didn't attack, but only took advantage of Old Billka's shock at his teleportation here.
Grasping the Undying Totem, he opened his arms and hugged Old Billka tightly, and a splash potion of Weakness landed.
"Kill!"
Markov roared, and eight Dimensional Slashes surrounded Old Billka and Harlan. Uriel's fire arrows also accurately hit the many TNTs that Harlan had placed.
Along with the ear-piercing sound of the Dimensional Slashes tearing through space, the explosion of fire engulfed Old Billka and Harlan.
Soon after, an Ender Pearl flew to Markov's side.
Harlan returned covered in blood and panting.
Several splash potions of Regeneration landed at Harlan's feet.
Harlan, who had been seriously injured just now, instantly revived to full health.
He hurriedly took out another Undying Totem and held it in his palm, feeling the bone-chilling coldness of death gradually receding.
Harlan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thanks to Young Master Ian's Undying Totem鈥"
Markov was also surprised by the Undying Totem's powerful effect. After all, even Layal wouldn't have survived the damage from that combo just now.
But right now, Markov was only staring intently into the smoke.
"Is he dead?"
Harlan asked.
Markov didn't speak, only instructing Uriel and the others to continue firing instant-damage arrows.
Finally, after the smoke cleared, Old Billka's figure appeared before everyone.
"This guy鈥"
Markov was shocked.
The current Old Billka had his left arm transformed into a scarlet blood mist, which was constantly dissipating and merging into the scarlet magic circle under his feet as he chanted obscure incantations.
In addition, the blood energy from the royal capital's elite who had died on the battlefield was also turning into pillars of energy, converging above his head.
Forming four scarlet, fanged demon shields that revolved around Old Billka's body.
Firmly blocking all attacks.
"Bloodline magic鈥?truly bizarre!"
Markov's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at his backpack.
Bloodline magic was bizarre, but his Undying Totem was not to be trifled with either.
The amount he had left was enough for him to use the 'mutual destruction' technique dozens more times.
However, Old Billka seemed to have regained his senses under this series of attacks.
After the blood mist of his left arm completely dissipated, Old Billka quickly retreated with his crippled body.
"Retreat!"
This immediately made all the royal capital's elite feel as if they had been granted amnesty, and they hurriedly threw down their weapons and ran towards the city gate.
Seeing this, Markov also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the Dawn Knights could have completely annihilated the remaining army if they continued fighting.
But with this kind of frantic fighting style, they would inevitably lose more manpower.
Moreover, they still had to spread the faith after the Holy War ended, and too much slaughter was never a good thing.
"Full army, charge! Breach the city!"
Markov shouted loudly, spurring his horse to chase after Old Billka.
But after this guy woke up, his speed of escape became faster and faster, and he soon overtook all the royal capital's elite.
Until he stood at the city gate, he stopped, his one arm clenched tightly around his greatsword.
"Something's not right!"
Markov was startled.
"Halt!"
The MC warhorse's extreme mobility immediately caused the Dawn Knights to stop in place.
Before Markov could figure out where the ominous premonition in his heart came from, Old Billka suddenly turned around and swiftly unleashed a slash.
Far exceeding his previous attacks, the scarlet sword energy, spanning hundreds of meters, surged towards the remaining royal capital's elite like the wails of countless wronged souls.
The battlefield instantly fell silent.
Markov and the others stared wide-eyed as the remaining royal capital's elite were completely annihilated by this one sword strike, dissipating into a blood mist.
The Dawn Knights who had stopped their horses, the Night Watchers in the sky鈥?,"Everyone looked in astonishment at Old Billka's sudden act of madness.
"Damn it! This guy's gone mad! What on earth is he trying to do!"
After a long while, Markov cursed and glared at Old Billka from afar.
The latter took a deep breath, inhaling the nearby blood mist into his nose with a look of intoxication.
"It's almost time鈥"
Old Billka finally spoke, staring at Markov and the others with a gloomy and excited gaze.
He threw the greatsword aside and took out the ancient contract from his bosom, which had already turned completely blood-red.
"Thump, thump, thump鈥"
A sound like the muffled beating of a heart spread out from the contract, and even from a distance, Markov could see the contract expanding and contracting like a heart.
Each time, it was devouring the blood energy on the battlefield.
Faintly, the wails of wronged souls could be heard in his ears.
Markov didn't know what it was, but the hairs standing on end all over his body and the strong premonition of death caused his expression to change drastically.
"Quick! Kill him!"
Now was not the time to think about keeping Old Billka alive for trial; this guy was probably about to do something big.
The demons who had not shown their faces since the start of the war were probably waiting for this!
As Markov's words fell, countless dark rays shot out from the Night Watchers' bows and arrows.
But as soon as they approached Old Billka, the instant-damage arrows shattered inch by inch.
This was an unprecedented situation.
"Too late鈥"
Old Billka spoke with intense madness, slowly raising the heart-like contract in his hand.
"If it weren't for you, how could I have suffered such pain?"
"Everything I had is ruined! You deserve to die! You all deserve to die!"
"Use your souls to atone for me! Damned Church of the Aurora!"
Markov was horrified, rushing towards Old Billka at the fastest speed of his life.
"Kill him! Kill him quickly!"
But the contract was ultimately torn apart by Old Billka鈥?,"In the next moment, a pillar of blood shot into the sky, dyeing the space in front of the royal capital's gate into a scarlet ocean.
Gradually, at the center of the light pillar that had reached its extreme redness, accompanied by several sounds like glass cracking, a purplish-black abyss luster slowly bloomed.
Three pairs of jet-black hands, wearing jet-black thorny heavy armor gloves, reached out from within and grabbed towards the sides of the abyss.
"Squeak鈥"
A sound, as meaningless as before, rang out.
But now Markov and the others understood; it was the sound of space tearing apart.
The small abyss that had just condensed was instantly torn open into a huge gash by those three pairs of hands.
Through the abyss, everyone saw the cataclysmic world and the scarlet blood moon.
Under the blood moon, hundreds of thousands of mind flayer armies, composed of pure mind flayers, were waiting in full battle array.
"Tap, tap鈥"
The muffled sound of hooves came from within the abyss.
In the next second, a huge demonic horse, its body burning with black flames, carrying a black-armored knight nearly five meters tall, strode out.
The knight had six arms, each wielding a weapon filled with demonic energy.
Knife, sword, axe, spear, hook, hammer.
All connected by chains made of unknown skulls, coiled around the knight's body.
His entire body was covered in black demonic armor, not an inch of skin exposed, upon which were carved patterns of ten thousand demons trampling countless living beings.
Beneath the jet-black helmet was a pair of pure black, emotionless eyes.
Demonic energy soared into the sky, instantly turning the entire sky into pitch black, and even the clouds seemed to ignite with black flames.
In an instant, from this place to the endless horizon, everything was reduced to the territory of black flames.
Markov and the others, who had just charged forward, were instantly overwhelmed by the demonic energy, and in the process of being sent flying, the Undying Totems all bloomed together.
After landing, Markov and the others were horrified.
The demonic energy that appeared just now had instantly killed them once.
What on earth was this鈥?,"Old Billka knelt on the ground with a fanatical expression.
Raising his one arm high.
"Welcome my lord, the descent of the Great Calamity Knight!"