Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 183

   The blood knight and the wolf **** champion's duel under the moon is a song and tears.

Staggered again, Lailun turned the half-griffin, and in the rapid advance, Lailun narrowed his eyes, focused on the blood blade sword, bent down, dodged the blade carrying the power of vampires, and immediately shot from the sword. The mount jumped high on its back, and the flaming warhammer hit the top of the blood knight's dragon helmet from behind. In the next second, the blood-red dragon scale shield slammed from an incredible angle, and the warhammer smashed Ameler down. The dream demon warhorse, and the unexpected shield strike hit the chest of the dark golden knight.

Lailun rolled over to the ground, supporting his body with one arm. The pain from his chest stimulated his nerves. The biting cold wind and the scorching war hammer really hit the blood knight's prestige. Emily fell to the ground, rolled around on the ground in the forest, and stood up again.

   "Ahhh!

The blood knight shouted angrily, stretched out his hand and slapped the purification flame attached to his rib, he was really injured, the blood-red long sword pointed at Lailun: "The riding battle is over, young man, let me understand your steps. Battle strength! "

   Lailun's face was only indifferent. He picked up the warhammer and quickly put it on it, the golden light flowing on the surface of the dark golden plate armor.

"Until the other side falls and perishes, the battle between us will not end! Tonight, you and I are destined to survive only one!" , blood gushed out from the black rune on the blade.

   "That's what it means!" Lailun's finely crafted secret gold rune plate armor was still shining brightly, and the young baron was not afraid of the blood knight's deterrence at all, and moved forward with high spirits.

   "Sigh—!"

The sound of piercing the eardrum, the blood-red long sword slammed down his head, and Lailun, who had endured this blow, could feel the terrifying power pressing down on the sword like rolling thunder, and he responded immediately and swung it up. His own warhammer attacked Ameler's bald head without a dragon helmet from the back, and the long sword covered with blood-red might slashed away at a tricky angle.

Lailun's speed was incomparably fast, his full-strength agility even surpassed that of a witch hunter, and in just a blink of an eye, he avoided the maddening blow of the blood knight, and Heram, who was burning bright golden flames. The warhammer drove the gust of wind and broke the defense of the dragon scale shield. The blood-red stomach was twisted and ruptured under the power of purification, and the sharp edge that was swallowed had already fallen before the blood knight's shoulder blades.

   "Drink!" The blood knight responded very quickly, he immediately returned to the sword to block, the blood knight's blood-colored long sword and the war hammer collided, sparks scattered.

   The foot-battle on the edge of the Black Forest continued, and the two sides fought endlessly.

The sword of the blood knight is like a poisonous snake, fast and deadly. It cuts through a dangerous arc, and every blow is directed at the vital point of the dark golden knight. Lailun swung the warhammer, opened and closed his hands, and used violence to control violence. When the next battle is dangerous, it can always be turned into a safe one.

Although the blood knight in front of him is not as powerful as the Khorne God's Choice Champion Karamalone-Blood Dog that Lailun has faced, the supernatural power of vampires is still extremely dangerous, coupled with the terrifying resilience and unparalleled power of the undead. Combat experience, it is extremely difficult for Lailun to deal with him until now. …

The blood dragon knights are a group of crazy guys who are immersed in duel battles and obsessed with death threats. Aimille Kyle became more and more excited the more he fought, his expression gradually twisted and turned into a frenzy, and his mouth kept howling: "Ah! Fight! More battles!

Lailun is different. Relying on the blessings of Sigmar and Uric, his energetic body is tireless. The crazier the vampire is, the more calm he is. The warhammer follows Lailun's arms and turns over, blocking the blood knight. every attack.

A set of superb swordsmanship was finished, and there was a sword mark on the chest of Lailun's dark golden plate armor, and the bald head of the blood knight was also hit hard, condensed with blood, unable to cover the blood knight's scarlet boy hole, Lailun stepped back again and again, taking the opportunity to widen the distance between the two sides.

"I've changed my mind, young man, give you the kiss of blood, and you should become the same existence as Abrash, a great blood dragon knight!" The blood knight licked the blood stained on the blade, only The rationality of existence is gone. At this moment, Aimille Kyle is a blood-sucking beast stimulated by blood thirst.

"You and your blood descendants, the sealed iron coffin is your best destination!" Lailun's eyes had flowing golden magma, and the dazzling holy light spurted out from his palm, condensing into a substantial beam of light bombardment In the body of the blood knight, he drilled into the gap of the scarlet plate armor.

   "Ugh!

  " The white light of purification has always been attached to the armor, and the blood knight's whole body is full of blood, which gathers into a blood shield to protect his body. He desperately wants to use the ability of vampires to restore his injury.

Lailun galloped up without giving the Blood Knight any chance to breathe. He raised his warhammer with a loud roar and launched a fearless challenge to Aimille Kyle. The Blood Knight did not flinch, his heart was already full of hatred. He vowed to kill the wolf **** champion who despised the blood dragon and blood in front of him.

The holy sword of the white wolf knight no longer has the glory of the wolf god. The blade that once killed the enemy of the empire no longer has glory. Now this sword has been completely transformed into the sword of the dead. The blood knight shook his pale body in scarlet armor. Welcome to Lailun.

The blood knight opened his mouth, and the huge mouth cracked beyond mortals was extremely terrifying, spewing out a rotten and smelly breath. Lailun immediately used holy light to disperse the blood-red breath. The afterglow of the holy light tortured the blood knight's senses. The pain distracted him, and the Hammer of Helam left a hollow, bone-deep wound on the blood knight.

   "Ughhhh!

The purifying flame above the chest scorched the blunted nerves of the vampire, and it howled loudly. In order to get rid of these purifying flames, the blood knight had to stretch out his hand and tore off the flesh and breastplate together. The blood was thrown out in the air, and several pieces of scorched rotten flesh were torn from his body. With the courage of the strong man to break his wrist, the blood knight barely got rid of the fire crow that was like a gangrenous bone.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lailun raised his leg and kicked the Blood Knight, his warhammer swung down, shattering the Blood Knight's shoulder blades, almost smashing Ameler's Tianling cover directly, the Blood Knight hurriedly used the blood blade sword to launch. To counterattack, Lailun hurriedly dodged. He pulled up the dragon-scale giant shield that fell not far away, aimed it at the throat of the blood knight, and smashed the spikes on the edge of the shield with force: "Drink ah ah ah!"...

   "Hehehe~~~ Young man, you underestimate me..."

"Hmm!" The blood knight's laughter came to an abrupt end when he held the spike with one hand and let it pierce the palm of his hand. Lailun ruthlessly used his right fist to smash the dragon scale shield, punch after punch, The spikes on the edge of the dragon scale shield also sank into the throat of the blood knight little by little. Ameler's scarlet eyeballs protruded, and the blood dragon vampire wailed loudly. He struggled fiercely on the ground, his face twisted.

"This precious gift was given to you by a witch hunter, vampire!" Taking advantage of the blood knight being nailed to the ground and unable to move, Lailun took out a whole bottle of holy water from the church, gasped heavily, and unscrewed it. The wooden plug, the holy water of the church, which was enough to purify several wild graves, was poured on the injured body of the blood knight, and the large group of steam mixed with the corpse odor, spit out, and enveloped the dark golden knight and the blood knight, "Ah Ahhhh-"

The blood knight's scream could almost resound through the entire plain. In the black forest, countless night birds were startled. He ignored the spikes that sank into his throat, roared and twisted his body. Future Lun was kicked upside down and flew out. The violent side of the dragon knight was revealed to the young baron.

   "Hmmm..." Lailun snorted, forcibly swallowed the sweet taste in his throat, gritted his teeth, and stood up again. The light of exile took half of his energy away, but the effect was very significant.

   Lailun coldly watched the blood knight's whole body twisted.

The screams like a siren continued, and Aimille-Kyle frantically scratched his face with his claws. The holy water of the church burned several holes in him, and the corpse stains such as mercury lesions emerged. He couldn't stop crying.

At this time, the blood knight looked miserable. Half of his face was completely destroyed. Except for the scorched pustules and festering sores, there was nothing left. He looked like a flesh and blood skeleton, or rather, his original face. , leaving only one crazy blood-red one-eyed.

"Uric gave you glory and gave you an immortal mission, but you brought endless pain to the people of Uric who should have been protected." Bright light, Lailun approached step by step.

"You can't understand my desire, you can't understand true immortality. During the long years of fighting for Uric, I hated myself for being a mortal at all times. I need immortality to become the second Abrash! Only In this way, I can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods!" The blood knight's whole body was burning, he struggled to get up, but the half of his body rotted by the holy water was a little disobedient.

The holy water that has been concentrated by the witch hunters has a great effect on restraining undead creatures. Although the blood knight is already the top existence of the vampire race, he still cannot withstand the purifying power of holy water, and the death energy spews out of his body. , the blood knight can no longer control the power that belongs to the vampire, and the recovery is far behind the corrosion, and the holy water has corroded him.

   But he still stood up, and with endless obsession, the blood knight barely got up.

  Lelon did not speak, and only the flaming Hlam Warhammer responded to Ameler-Kyle.

   A big tree was directly snapped, and the blood knight barely avoided the attack. He rolled several times in a row and rolled behind a bush. …

Lailun, whose face was sinking like water, never stopped his steps. For Ameler, he had already made up his mind to kill, and at all costs, the Heram Warhammer attacked continuously, and every time the hammer wind forced him into danger. , However, the blood knight's decades of combat experience have played out. He is now slightly weaker than Lailun, but he can still dodge continuously to gain breathing time. The supernatural healing of the vampire is repairing his damaged body visibly, he said loudly. : "You don't understand, you don't understand at all, Abrash's gift is unique, and short-sighted humans can't really understand the true meaning of the mortal world!"

   "I don't understand, but I don't want to understand either." Lai Lunmeng came up suddenly, and the fierce offensive never stopped.

  The blood knight dodged Lun's attack again and lay down on the ground. He groped hard and found the blood blade sword, and then subconsciously raised the sword to block the counterattack.

"Qiang!" The blade intersected with the warhammer. This holy sword inherited from the Great Temple of Uric once killed demons in the hands of the Knight Commander of the White Wolf Knights and drank the blood of the fallen. At this moment, facing Hera The Hammer of Mu, it spontaneously shattered a dark rune on the blade, blocking the fatal blow for its master.

"Yeah, no one can understand me all the time. In the end, there is only this sword that accompanies me." The blood knight aroused the last fierceness, and used the blood blade sword to launch a series of swift strikes against Lailun. The offensive was resolved by Lailun one by one, and the two had a breathtaking battle in the forest under the night.

At the same time, the blood knight felt the threat of death, and after withdrawing his sword again, the sword pointed straight at Lailun, retreating step by step, he grabbed his neck, and his words were a little crazy: "Young champion of the wolf god, and I , together, sink into the curse!

The last four words, the blood knight roared loudly, he opened his already fleshy body, and rushed towards him like a hug. Lailun used the war hammer to smash the bones of his neck, and the blood knight's soft bald head collided. Coming here, Ameler stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the Heram Warhammer. He ignored the power of the hot twin-tailed comet, exhausted his last strength, opened his mouth, and the four fangs of the upper and lower jaws of the vampire gnawed at When he came to Lailun, he vowed to impose the curse of the blood dragon on Lailun.

   Even if he dies, he will make Lailun suffer the eternal curse.

   Lailun didn't sit still, he decisively released the warhammer, and a pair of iron fists were completely clenched. Invisibly, a layer of frost adhered, carrying the judgment of the white wolf God of War, which directly rammed the blood knight's face.

The remaining half of Aimille's face was also deformed. The fangs he wanted to bite were also punched back by Lailun's heavy punches. A few yellow teeth were knocked out, and the blood knight screamed. The man slammed into a big tree a few meters away, his face twisted, he seemed to be howling, and he seemed to be laughing wildly.

   "Hah-h-" The blood knight opened his mouth full of gaps, pointed at Lailun from a distance, extremely weak, and sneered sarcastically: "Champion of the Wolf God, you are... cursed."

   As he spoke, the flesh and blood on the blood knight's face fell off one by one, and his seven orifices sprayed black blood, trying his best to laugh at him.

  Lilun noticed something, he slowly twisted his wrist, the two clearly visible fang marks on his forearm seemed to confirm the blood knight's words.

"Ha ha ha h-"

   The vampire's laughter was extremely harsh at this moment.

   He was cursed.

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