Skeleton King

Chapter 120 The Skeleton Knights Come to the World

Nuoou pressed the hilt of the sword to the ground with his backhand, and leaned back, just missing the bite of the monster.But their distance was also extremely close, and Nou could even smell the stench of the beast's saliva, and feel the beast's curly hair brushing against his chin.

With his right hand, Nuoou pulled out the sword of judgment from the dead monster's skull, and turned the sword back to his chest, directly cutting the monster's chest.The monster's blood splattered, not only touching the armor on Noou's chest, but also spraying on Princess Fenfur and Prince Bartholomew.

In an instant, these aristocrats and royal families who were still somewhat elegant began to be embarrassed in the war.

Nuoou took a few more steps to the side, his azure blue grudge was filled with the sword of judgment, and he killed the monster on their right hand in an instant, clearing a large open space.Then Nou, the deputy head of the Royal Guards and Knights led Princess Fenfur, Prince Bartholomew, and two wizards to quickly break out of the encirclement of the monsters.

Along the bloody road they killed, many knights of the Royal Guard Knights followed.They are brave enough to protect Princess Fenfur according to their oath.

Princess Fenful could only let the horse run faster, and faster, her eyes were red, but no tears flowed down, this was the first time she was so close to death.In the scuffle just now, the claws of a monster cut her arm, and the blood stained her sleeves red, but she didn't realize it.Because everyone's body was more or less stained with blood, and no one found that Princess Fenfur was injured.

Prince Bartholomew held the horse's neck with both hands, and stuck his whole body on the horse's back, trying to minimize his presence and avoid being hurt by the monster.

The two mages were not much better.If they knew that there would be a steady stream of enemies behind them, they would not use forbidden spells like this during the day.A magician who has lost his magic power is not as strong as a strong farmer.Because of staying in laboratories and meditation rooms all year round, many magicians are very weak in physique.This half-day effort was enough to immediately rub the skin on the thighs of the two delicate mages red and peel off.

And more knights of the Royal Guards are still behind them, beheading a steady stream of monsters.

As for the officials accompanying the mission, some of them are not bad, and they can barely protect themselves for the time being.Those ordinary people, no one has considered the possibility of them surviving.

……

In mid-air, Ace had sent a message to the Dead Realm.

The skeleton knights of the Necromancer Knights have passed through the teleportation array one after another, reaching the gate to the present world.They are in the dead world, waiting for Ace's call.

Ace looked to the east, and the Knights of the Golden Lion had already rushed this way, but when they arrived, they probably only had time to collect Prince Bartholomew's body.Nou, the deputy head of the Royal Knights of the Royal Guards, and the knights above the sixth level of the Royal Knights of the Royal Guards can protect themselves, but their oath and loyalty have determined that they will protect Princess Fenfur with their lives first. .

Ace no longer hesitated, he put away his usual hippie smile, and became indifferent and self-sufficient. At this time, he was no longer Ace Neumann from Bad Soden Manor, but the lord of Eternal Night City. A necromancer with the potential to become Skeletron.

Obscure and dark spells appeared from the bright red lips like roses. His light green eyes and bright red lips were the only bright colors besides black and white in the Demonic Beast Forest at this moment.

As Ace chanted the spell, skeleton knights continued to come from that end, and even the dead knights of the Royal Guard Knights slowly stood up from the ground, their movements were still a little stiff, and their eyes were dull But this does not prevent them from picking up their swords and guns and killing every monster they see.

Unbeknownst to Nou, Princess Fenfur, and Prince Bartholomew, countless skeleton knights wantonly slaughtered the beast controlled by Zura.

Ace didn't join them.The arrival of the skeleton knight gave Ace more than 3000 pairs of eyes. Ace easily found the Zula blower in the group of monsters. He was a very thin young man with green hair. There were several extremely powerful monsters protect him.

At the same time, he also saw Ace.

The green-haired animal trainer's face changed drastically, and his Zula made a "woo woo woo woo" sound, which became more and more ugly, but the monster guarding him came out on its own initiative, wanting to attack Ace.

Ace sneered, and disappeared where he was standing under the disbelieving eyes of the animal trainer.

After that, the trainer never saw Ace again.

Because Ace appeared behind the animal trainer, he used the bone staff in his hand as a dagger and cut the animal trainer's throat.He has already returned to the realm of the dead, and has become a subject of the Lord of Eternal Night City.

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There is a cold pool in a certain valley of the Warcraft Forest. The cold pool is natural. The water in the pool is icy cold, but the water is extremely deep and clear. Standing on the shore, people can see the jagged strange rocks at the bottom of the cold pool. Mysterious, magic circle shining bright yellow light.

The moon in the distance is reflected in the cold pool, extremely bright.Most places in the World of Warcraft Forest are very noisy. Little monsters run through the woods, and little birds flutter their wings and chirp, but this place is incredibly quiet. After the extreme silence, there is no life.

Sykes stood by the edge of the cold pool, the mysterious magic circle, the moonlight faintly related to his grudge, even the cold pool and the forest all looked like his color scheme.In this silent cold night, everything only exaggerated his incomparable beauty.Silver eyes and long hair add to his mysterious atmosphere, sharp facial features, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth always make people addicted.

The silver gun in Sykes' hand was full of grudge, and the tyrannical grudge was rippling in this space, and his long silver hair was windless and automatic.Sykes picked up his spear and struck directly at the core of the magic circle.

The first blow to Sykes only used [-]% of his strength, but the cold pool had an inexplicable suction force, which dissolved Sykes' fighting spirit.Sykes used his full strength for the second blow, and the silver light of the nine-level great swordsman's full blow pierced the sky, even the knights of the Royal Guard Knights in the distance saw it, let alone the people of the Lord of Chaos.

But the cold pool still blocked Sykes' attack, and Sykes' grudge was only less than one-tenth of the power of the magic circle.If this continues, it will be the next morning when Sykes breaks the magic circle.

Sykes couldn't wait that long, and neither could the Knights of the Royal Guards, Princess Fenfell, Prince Bartholomew, or anyone else.

Sykes looked around, the people in the Territory of Chaos may be too confident in this cold pool, no one guards it here.But the sudden and far-reaching "woo-woo-woo-woo" sound of Zula brought an extremely ominous premonition to Sykes.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of Sykes' mouth, "Oh, there is no other way." For some reason, a trace of deep tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Sykes held the spear behind his back and jumped directly into the cold pool.

The water in the cold pool was icy cold, but Sykes didn't seem to feel it. He swam nimbly to the bottom of the cold pool like a real fish, and the spear exerted force in the water. The damage is finally not like hitting a cow across the mountain.

Soon, cracks appeared on the magic crystal in the center of the magic circle.

When Sikes dived into the water for the third time, he actually broke the core of the magic circle.

The standard armor of the head of the Royal Guard Knights was placed on the edge of the cold pool, and it was too inconvenient to walk around the bottom of the pool wearing it.Sykes climbed onto the shore on hands and feet, his silver wet hair covered most of his cheeks, and the water dripped down on the brown ground.It is no wonder that the phoenix that fell into the water is not as good as the chicken, and the same is true for Sykes, who looks a little ugly.

Sykes is not a pampered magician. Not long after he arrived on the Magic Island, the Silver Sword Master taught him to leave room for himself at all times.In the perilous World of Warcraft Forest, Sykes would not use vindictiveness extravagantly.

Even though the wind was blowing on his body and it was extremely cold, Sykes didn't seem to feel it. He just brushed his hair back casually, revealing his full forehead and shaved features.All of a sudden, it seemed to be a picture of a beauty in her bath again.

Sykes stood by the cold pool, trying to recover his physical strength and fighting spirit as soon as possible.He took the broken magic crystal he got from the bottom of the pool just now, and said to himself with some doubts, "Why hasn't anyone come to the Territory of Chaos? Is this magic circle not broken or they have a good defense here?" confidence?"

Sikes did not expect an answer, he spoke only as he was in the habit of thinking.But he really got the answer, "Because I really believe in the protection here."

Sykes was shocked. Although he had consumed a lot of fighting energy at the bottom of the pool, it was impossible for even a ninth-level swordsman to get so close to him without him noticing.Even because he had seen many sword masters in Magic Island, many sword masters could not approach Sykes silently, and Sykes would more or less sense something was wrong.

Not as it was now, Sykes couldn't even find the source of the sound.

Silver vindictiveness spread all over the canyon, but nothing was found.

From the corner of Sykes's eye, he found an old man standing at the intersection of the canyon. Although the old man stood there, he thought that the moonlight shining on the water waves and the breeze blowing through the mountains and forests left no trace.

Sykes' heart was full of alarm bells, knowing that he had met a real strong man.

There really is a sword master in the Territory of Chaos.

You must know that Juggernaut is a very rare existence on the mainland.Except for Magic Island, only the head of the Golden Lion Group in the Finger Empire is a Juggernaut, and the Pansy Empire doesn't even have a Juggernaut who is loyal to the royal family.Although Heinrich Richter, the son of the old Earl Richter, the Silver Juggernaut is a holy-level fighter, he also belongs to the Magic Island and has little to do with the Pansy Empire.

On Magic Island, there will be relatively more holy steps.Therefore, Magic Island is hailed as a holy place by all ninth-level powerhouses.

But Sikes hadn't imagined that he would meet one in the Territory of Chaos.The old man's hair is gray and thin, and there are age spots on his face, but his eyes are dark and bright. He is dressed very plainly, just a simple gray coarse cloth long trousers. It is probably the clothes that people in the slums of the Pansy Empire dislike, but it is Wear it on this sword master.

Sykes looked very calm, he first bowed to salute the old man, a swordsman is worthy of all swordsmen below the swordsman to salute.

Sykes: "In Lower Sykes, I was born on Magic Island." In front of the strong, the name of Magic Island is much more useful than the two empires.Just like the old man wanted to go to the Pansy Empire to kill someone, the Empire couldn't stop him at all.

The old man didn't speak, and Sykes said again: "I don't know your name?"

The old man stood there indifferently, with a vicissitudes of life and a gentle voice, "I don't have a name."

Sikes was taken aback.

There is no need for the Juggernaut to lie to him, but the fact that a strong man has no name is inconceivable.

Sykes said: "I wonder if you have anything to order? I hope to have this honor."

In Sykes' view, they and the Territory of Chaos are already in an endless situation.

The Unnamed Sword Master didn't kill him directly. Apart from the name of Magic Island, he might still have some use value.

Nameless Sword Master: "I want you to stay in the Territory of Chaos forever."

Sykes thought that the nameless old man was about to make a move, so he subconsciously poured his fighting spirit into the silver gun, and wanted to retreat, when he heard the next words from the nameless sword master, "I'm dying. Those hills need a strong Guardian. I want you to stay and swear to protect them. Similarly, those hills will belong to you."

After this day, Sykes no longer dared to underestimate the Territory of Chaos.He knew that the gift from the Unnamed Sword Master was an extraordinary amount of wealth.

Sykes: "Why me?"

Unnamed Sword Saint: "You appeared at the right time, you are the right person. I am dying, and you have enough talent and strength. If you want to protect them in the Territory of Chaos, you must at least become a holy rank potential."

Sykes knew that if he agreed, he would swear now, and the nameless sword master would not give him a chance to make false claims.

Sykes had no choice but to say: "Sorry. But I can recommend you other talented ninth-level great swordsmen. They may not be as young as me, but they will not be weak."

Sykes was already thinking about who to pit on the magic island.He really couldn't stay in the Territory of Chaos, and it didn't make much difference whether those cultivating madmen stayed on Magic Island or in the Territory of Chaos.

The nameless sword master's voice was unwavering, like a machine, "It's too late. I can't wait for that time. Why don't you promise me? You swore allegiance to the Pansy Empire? I can let the empire set you free , offer a price that the Pansy Empire cannot refuse."

Sykes shook his head helplessly, "No, I don't belong to the Magic Island, nor the Pansy Empire, but I made a promise to a very important person to protect her personally. I can't make two promises. "

"Then you can die here." The nameless sword master said.

Sykes was extremely depressed, how could there be such a "scumbag" who would die if he failed to pursue.

The nameless sword master took a step forward as soon as he finished speaking.

At this step, the situation changed, and he suddenly changed from an ordinary old man to a famous sword drawn out of its sheath.

Even Sykes felt the great pressure, he didn't dare to think about things anymore, the silver fighting spirit was like a dragon entangled his spear, he heard the nameless sword master say again, "I'll ask you last, Are you willing to be my successor and guard this place for the rest of your life?"

"The days when I can't live according to my heart mean nothing to me," Sykes said.