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But just as he was about to carry out this plan to eliminate them.
A purple lightning snake, as thick as a bowl and exuding a domineering and dangerous aura, attacked him.
It was his opponent from the previous moment, the Thunder Badger Knight Lawson.
Lawson swung his uniquely designed rune warhammer and unleashed his second signature combat skill, Thunderstrike.
He looked at the black-armored knight, Daiba.
After sensing the threat coming from nearby.
He had no choice but to temporarily suppress his earlier thought of annihilating the blond youth and quickly deal with the lightning strike from Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight.
"boom!"
He held a curved sword with a demon's head engraved on its hilt, releasing a chilling wave of wind that, imbued with honed malevolent energy, slashed at the purple lightning serpent before him.
finally.
With its superior aura power, the purple lightning bolt was annihilated by his wind-based aura.
However, lightning-type waveguides have paralyzing properties.
After shattering the purple lightning snake, he felt a tingling, weak sensation in his arm holding the knife.
In response, the Black Knight Daiba had to allocate a portion of his waveguide to repair the paralysis in his arm.
After completely neutralizing the opponent's attack.
The black-armored knight, Daiba, refocused his gaze on his opponent.
At first glance, the other person appears to be a very honest-looking old man with a white beard.
However, after the battle began, the initial impression was shattered by the opponent's sharp and domineering fighting style.
After several exchanges.
He had roughly figured out the other party's background.
His opponent was a mid-stage Silver Rank knight, one level below him, who possessed rare lightning-attribute waveguides and had formidable offensive capabilities.
Fortunately, the opponent's Knight Breathing Technique was probably only of the "ordinary" grade, and its aura intensity could not pose a significant threat to him.
However, the main reason he was entangled with this opponent for so long was the high-quality knight's equipment the opponent was wearing.
The black-armored knight, Daiba, also deduced from the way the old man used his warhammer that he was a runesmith.
Thinking about it this way, the high-quality knight's gear that this guy was wearing was his masterpiece.
Thinking this, the black-armored knight Daiba glanced at his companion, another black-armored knight, Duke.
at this time.
The black-armored knight Duke was fighting an elderly silver-rank knight of the same age as his opponent, whose appearance was clearly fading.
Despite the fact that the black-armored knight Duke discovered during the battle that both of them were at the mid-stage Silver Rank.
At the same time, due to his age, he was superior to the old man in terms of strength and speed.
However, the old man's offensive rhythm was even more ferocious than that of the Black-Armored Knight Daiba's opponent.
He wielded a silver axe covered in frost and runes, launching a relentless attack on the black-armored knight Duke.
Under the fierce offensive of this silver-ranked knight elder, the black-armored knight Duke could only passively defend.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He held a broadsword in both hands, constantly defending against the attacks from the runic silver axe that was wrapped in cold air.
But passive defense will only cause him to exhaust his stamina faster.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse, he could only turn his head to look at his companion and cast a pleading look at the black-armored knight, Daiba.
He looked at the black-armored knight, Daiba.
He sensed his companion's plea for help, so he used a Wind Strike Wave to repel the Thunder Badger Knight Lawson and rushed over to help his companion.
Seeing another powerful late-stage Silver Rank knight break in, Frostraven Knight Leon dared not be careless and had to stop his attack and retreat as well.
soon.
The two black-armored knights met up.
Deba, who was in the lead, seemed to be in good condition at this time.
His voice, emanating from beneath his visor, remained steady:
"I never expected that there would be two legitimate Silver-rank knights from the kingdom in this remote border region."
This is evident from their superb fighting skills.
"Oh! If you're scared, then surrender and I will deal with you according to the laws of the Kingdom of Gray."
Upon hearing this, Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight, scoffed and gave the other party a contemptuous response.
"Sigh, dealing with you guys is indeed a bit tricky."
"I can't believe it," the black-armored knight, Daiba, readily admitted.
But then.
He then glanced at a shadowy spot on the edge of the battlefield, and abruptly changed the subject, shouting:
"Frankie, you should stop hiding in the shadows and watching the show."
The voice just fell.
Where Deba's eyes fell, there was a large, lush tree, from which came a soft rustling sound.
next moment.
A gaunt young man dressed in a blood-stained robe peeked halfway out from the shadows between the tree trunks.
He looked down at the black-armored knight, Daiba, who had called out to him, first letting out a violent cough, then responding in a sickly tone:
"Ahem! Lord Daiba, what can a mere apostle like me possibly do in a battle between you Silver-rank knights?"
At this moment, let's look at Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight, who is present.
When he heard the words "witch apostle".
An unusually solemn look appeared on his face.
Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but clench the rune warhammer in his hand that was flashing with purple lightning.
Subsequently.
He murmured so faintly that it was almost inaudible:
"As expected, they've come looking for..."
The appearance of a new enemy also attracted Arthur's attention.
"Frankie, the Witch Apostle?"
As he repeated the name and identity called out by the black-armored knight Daiba, he frowned and stared at the thin young man in the blood-red robe in his field of vision.
The other person gave him a very strange feeling:
His qi and blood were even weaker than those of an average person, just like his sickly appearance.
However, after staring at it for a few more seconds, he felt a vague sense of crisis that came and went.
Upon seeing the gaunt young man in the blood-red robe appear, the black-armored knight Daiba quickly raised a hand and pointed at Arthur:
"We need your help with a young guy."
He possesses healing and blessing abilities resembling those of a high-ranking priest in the Holy Church.
"Lord Daiba, there's no need to worry. I've already cast 'Corpse Explosion' on several of your subordinates."
A crazed smile crept across the pale face of the blood-stained, gaunt young man, Franky, his tone slightly manic:
“Once the corpse explosion is over, the healing blessing he just displayed will not be enough to save these soldiers’ lives.”
After saying that, Franky turned his gaze away from Arthur.
He didn't pay much attention to the golden healing blessing that Arthur had just cast, only glancing at it briefly.
but.
Instead, he took a keen look at Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight, who had just fought with the Black Armor Knight Daiba.
Then, he made a startling statement:
"You and I seem to be of the same kind, also a witch apostle, right?"
咛！
Upon hearing this, an incredibly powerful burst of purple lightning erupted from Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight.
Subsequently.
Lawson merely glanced sideways at the gaunt young man in blood-red robes hiding at the edge of the battlefield, his face grim.
He didn't speak, but simply raised the runic warhammer in his hand and swung it down.
Third Battle Technique: Heavenly Thunder Strike!
He poured all the lightning waves that suddenly erupted into this uniquely shaped warhammer.
Instantly, the runes on it began to tremble violently.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar echoed through the sky, shaking the entire audience.
A purple lightning bolt with a radius of over one meter struck directly down on the large tree where the gaunt young man in the blood-red robe, Franky, was located.
In an instant.
The purple lightning bolt displayed overwhelming destructive power, instantly splitting the large tree into countless fragments.
This terrifying bolt of lightning directly stunned all the bandits and Blackrock Legion soldiers present, except for those below the Silver Rank Knights.
Even Arthur stared in disbelief at Lawson's ruthless methods.
Only the mid-to-late Silver Rank knights present were not surprised that the Thunder Badger Knight could use such methods.
But the butler, Leon, sensed something was wrong with his old comrade-in-arms of many years:
"Old man, what's wrong with you?"
He realized that it was the words of the gaunt young man in the blood-red robe, referring to him as a "witch apostle," that had angered him.
However, he could not find any information about the "Witch Apostle" in his knowledge.
He had some uneasy suspicions about this.
In contrast, consider the Black Armor Knight, Daiba.
He was the first to call out Franky's identity as a witch apostle, so he naturally understood what that identity meant better than the butler Leon.
And so, at this moment.
He stared with great interest at his opponent, with whom he had just fought several rounds:
"So you're also an apostle of the witch?"
And at this time.
From the flames left by the lightning strike on the large tree, that sickly voice rang out again:
"Judging from the way this Silver Knight reacted, perhaps I guessed wrong?"
Franky, the gaunt young man in the blood-red robe, walked out of the burning tree flames unharmed.
He looked at Deba, his pale face remaining calm:
"However, I am not sure yet whether he is an apostle."
However, one thing is certain: he carries a strong aura of a witch, and he must have had "contact" with the "vessel" we are searching for.
"Oh! No wonder."
Upon hearing this, the black-armored knight Daiba let out a voice of sudden realization from beneath his visor:
"No wonder our first attempt to seize a 'container' in this kingdom failed; it turns out you were the one hindering us."