Chapter 149

"Hello, Horace, have you decided? Give up the free life of mercenaries and join the town of ewendell to become a guard army?" on the second floor of the mercenary tavern on renwall street, Congreve looked at his partner and looked puzzled.

As the center of Valoran's foreign trade, irvindale town will recruit some knight apprentices and extraordinary Knights into the guard army all year round, but few extraordinary knights are generally recruited.

"There's nothing I haven't thought about. I'm just doing what I think is right." Horace took a sip of wine and stared at the busy street.

The dark tide is rising, and he sees infinite potential from Valoran. Maybe he can take this opportunity to return to the king's capital.

"Well, I have no choice but to accompany you. I hope the town of irvindale will not refuse the two extraordinary knights." Congreve touched his bald head and said with a smile.

"You......" Horace suddenly turned his head and looked at the opposite partner, with a trace of amazement in his face.

"Congreve, you don't have to..."

"Well, well, Horace, who makes you my only partner." Congreve interrupted Horace's words and said helplessly.

"Besides, after you left, the mercenary's freedom and looseness lost some charm. Maybe it would be a good experience to try the life of the guard army!?"

"Well, that's Baron modrian led by Valoran?" Congreve raised his eyebrows when he saw the abnormality in the renwall street from the corner of his eye.

Horace looked, at the end of the busy street, rows of black heavy cavalry quickly separated a safe road that could be passed. The famous Baron modrian and his followers followed closely. The last one was the noxas blood cavalry composed of extraordinary cavalry.

As the figure gradually approached, Horace doubted and guessed that this should be leaving irvindale town. Where are you going?

Boom!!!

Suddenly, more than ten violent spell energies surged and erupted in the dispersed crowd, and then a dozen figures in gray armor broke through the obstacles, and the sharp blade in their hands pointed directly at the owner of Valoran's collar.

"This is... Divine skill!" Horace's face suddenly changed. Which temple dared to attack the nobles in the street?!

......................

[medium level divine skill: power blessing]!

The White Gold energy was summoned from the unknown void and shrouded in the gray figure. The running speed suddenly accelerated, and even the sharp blade was stained with a little white gold brilliance.

"Kill!"

The Knox soldiers in front of them were repulsed by the arrogant force on the blade. They could only watch these murderers rush to the Lord's direction, but they were not worried.

Modrian tightened the reins and looked coldly at the approaching assassins. He hated the assassins from the temple of power.

Boom!

The thunderous sound of horses' hoofs suddenly exploded, and the blood colored Knights of noxas galloped by from both sides of modrian. The blood colored lances cut through the air and brought clear marks.

In enough open areas, heavy cavalry against infantry soldiers is a complete massacre, even Temple soldiers.

The red blood was scattered on the street, and the gray white figure was caught off guard and directly hit by the blood cavalry of Knox.

The heavy lance pierced out, and the fresh lives lost their breath and lay quietly on the ground.

But death did not let the assassins retreat. They chanted strange syllables, as if praising something, facing the charge of the blood cavalry of Knox.

"Wakasaleakadilkaak!"

to be sonorous!

The God of death is peeping at the battle here. Every charged noxas bloody cavalry will take the life of the assassin.

A bloody massacre was staged in the streets of renwal, and many businessmen and mercenaries looked pale at the inevitable battlefield.

Just as the noxas bloody cavalry wanted to turn around and return to the team, the change came again.

Eight tall and strong figures burst out of the shops on both sides of renwal street. The pure white life energy burst, tore the linen coat, exposed a strong and curly muscle, and the mysterious golden pattern tattooed on the body.

At the next moment, the bright white gold light column came, and the surging energy stirred and slightly shook the streets of renwal.

[high level Magic: power of rage]!

Eight tall and strong figures are bathed in brilliance. It can be seen by the naked eye that the already tall figure slowly grows into a giant in the white gold light column, and the exposed muscles are as strong as a rock.

The most striking thing is that their life breath, which belongs to extraordinary knights, directly breaks through the shackles, and the substantive white gold energy turns into exquisite armor to cover their bodies.

Panic screams everywhere. On the giant's way forward, countless ordinary people were crushed and bumped away, clearing a bloody road.

The direction of advance remained unchanged, pointing directly at modrian, but on the way, two figures left the queue and met the noxas bloody cavalry. They wanted to fight for a certain assassination time for their companions and not let this extraordinary cavalry return.

However, the imagined panic did not appear. The Knox soldiers maintained the chaotic order in the streets of renwal and allowed the white and golden giants to rush behind the array. They did not have enough strength to participate in the battle of the great knights.

"Burp... Happy hour is about to begin!" gujaras rubbed his red nose and looked vaguely at the fearless white gold giant, with a little smell of ale in his barrel.

"You don't have to do it!" modrian smiled, held out his left hand to stop gujaras from doing it, and half narrowed his eyes to the oncoming enemy.

A great Knight forcibly promoted by magic? It's really a temple of wealth.

It seems that the rumors are true. The existence of each temple is easier to earn gold shield than smuggling trade.

"The enemy is still waiting. I don't believe they haven't inquired about the existence of knights and strong men in Valoran's collar."

"As for here, leave it to me." modrian took out the gray shield from the space ring and moved his arm slightly. "Just let me move my muscles and bones and have a look at the results of this period of latent cultivation."

Dismount and stand up straight. Modrian puts his shield forward. The pale gun is on the side of the shield, revealing only the cold blade. (charging with a shield is not a cavalry.)

The scarlet life energy slowly spread over the gun blade and shield, and a purple light fluttered behind him, pulling out an eagle like shape.

"Charge!"

"Trample!"

"Shield strike!"