The leading seven-striped magic knight noticed the change in Alan Pangbo and said: "Mr. Alan Pangbo, you should have persisted to the limit now. After killing so many of us, your magic power and physical strength are all gone." Is it almost consumed
Ha, to be honest, I don’t understand at all. Since you have seen your Pangbo family destroyed, why are you still fighting with us? Your fight is completely meaningless. If you win, you will get nothing. If you lose, you will leave yourself here. "
"Humph, a traitor, what do you know!" Alan Pangbo tried his best to stand still, flicked his clothes, straightened his collar, and looked at the leading magic knight with a look of death, "You are that Gawain, right? Let me tell you, maybe I will die here, but the Pangbo family will never be destroyed.
My current battle is just to let you know what the anger of the Pangbo family looks like. One day, you will feel ten times or a hundred times this anger! You traitors will all die! "
"Really, Mr. Alan Pangbo!" the leading magic knight retorted, "I don't think so. In my opinion, I am not a traitor, I just overthrew the cruelty of your Pangbo family for the sake of justice. It’s just rule. As for whether your family can be rebuilt and whether we will die, I’m not sure, but I can be sure that you will die before us.”
After saying this, the leading magic knight looked solemn, held the knight's gun forward, and issued an order: "Charge!"
"Wow!"
All the magic knights rode on horseback and rushed towards the standing Alan Pangbo.
A dazzling light surged from their bodies, like huge waves in the ocean, threatening to submerge Alan Pangbo.
At this moment, a purple-black electric arc suddenly flashed from the surface of Alan Pangbo's body, and his eyes shot out white light that penetrated the darkness. With his hands spread out, arcs of electricity flew out, knocking down the magic-equipped knights rushing up from the left and right sides.
He stretched out his hands again and knocked away the javelins thrown from all directions.
"Ta-ta-ta!"
Aaron Pangbo stepped forward, one step at a time, and reached the center of the charging team—the leader of the magic suit knight who had talked to him before.
"puff!"
Alan Pangbo stretched out his hand and pierced the neck of the leading magic knight's horse like a blade, brought the horse down, and then dragged the leading magic knight down.
"Snapped!"
Alan Pangbo strangled the neck of the leading magic knight with his left hand, raised his right hand, and countless arcs of electricity condensed in his palm, turning into a thunder ball, seemingly ready to blow the head of the leading magic knight into pieces.
The leading magic knight was kneeling on one knee in front of Alan Pangbo. The crimson light on the armor was condensed and not dissipated. He grabbed Alan Pangbo's left hand with both hands and tried to get rid of it, but he couldn't do it at all.
The leading magic knight stared at Alan Pangbo, as if he understood something, and said angrily: "You... were you just pretending? Did you show weakness on purpose, just to kill me?"
"No, I'm not pretending. I have indeed reached my limit." Alan Pangbo looked down at the leading magic knight and said, "However, even if I reach the limit, I can still choose to bring someone to die with me. So I chose I killed you—the biggest traitor who betrayed our Pangbo family—Gawain Nova Trunk! You said, I will die before you? I’m telling you right now, this is impossible!”
"I..." After hearing what Allan Pangbo said, the leading magic knight opened and closed his mouth a few times, as if trying to defend himself, but Allan Pangbo did not give him this chance.
"Go to hell, Gawain!" Aaron Pangbo roared, the electric ball in his right hand was condensed, and he shot it directly towards the head of the leading magic knight.
The electric ball generated a dense arc, penetrating the surrounding air, like a tangled electric python, screaming towards the head of the leading magic knight. The whole street was suddenly illuminated, and the leading magic knight, unable to resist, knelt on the ground with one knee, his face as pale as paper.
At this moment, Allen Pangbo's movements suddenly stopped, and the electric ball in his hand disappeared with a "pop". Allen Pangbo blinked, as if he was a little confused. Before he could figure out what happened, his whole head flew out like a baseball.
"boom!"
Allen Pangbo's head flew more than ten meters and then landed on the ground. It rolled for a long distance before stopping.
The body that remained on the spot, a large stream of blood spurting out from the neck like a fountain, swayed and fell down.
Behind Allen Pangbo's body, a tall figure with a square face and thick eyebrows appeared out of nowhere. Wearing armor, the armor was surging with rich purple light, and he was holding a metal ax engraved with magic patterns in his hand, with blood slowly dripping from the ax blade.
The man glanced at Alan Pangbo's flying head, and said expressionlessly: "Actually, I am Gawain, and the person who just spoke to you was Sif Lang. And what he said is right, you are absolutely You will die in front of me, because... justice will prevail!"
After saying this, Gawain seemed to have been drained of all his strength. The purple light on the armor quickly dissipated, his body swayed, and he sat down on the ground with a "bang".
Many magic knights around him made a "crash" noise and sat down on the ground together, with extremely tired expressions on their faces.
The deputy commander of the magic knight, Sif Lang, who was lucky enough to be saved by Gawain, sat down on the ground and took a big breath. He didn't know whether he was scared or tired. After breathing for a long time, he slowly raised his head to look at Gawain, and said with excitement: "Boss, we won."
"Yes, we won, Sifron." Gawain responded with some sigh, "The Pangbo family's rule in St. Louis City is over, and there will be a new beginning after that."
"Hopefully, it will be better." Sifran said.
"It's not a hope, it's a certainty." Gawain affirmed with his eyes, "At that time, it will be a fair city, not a city ruled by wizards. Of course, we still have to cooperate with them in the early stages of construction and now. "
After saying that, Gawain looked into the distance.
A wizard was walking out of the darkness. In the previous battle, they did not show up at all, leaving the magic knight to fight desperately. Now they walked to a collapsed magic knight and used magic to treat him.
Looking at these people, Gawain's expression was calm and indifferent.
…
Richard, standing on the spire of the stone building, stared at the body of Alan Pangbo for a few seconds, and then looked at Gawain.
He didn't have the urge to avenge Allen Pangbo. The reason why he came here was just to see what the outcome of St. Louis City would be. At this time, I saw a large number of wizards treating the magic knight, and I couldn't help but think of what Alan Pangbo said to Annie before.
Alan Pangbo said that it is impossible for the magic knight to exist independently without a wizard. Unless a magic pattern can be developed that does not require mana, life force, or any energy.
This kind of magic pattern obviously does not exist. After all, it functions without energy, which directly violates the law of conservation of energy and becomes a perpetual motion machine.
If you really have a perpetual motion machine, what kind of magic knight is needed? You can bulldoze the world with a forklift.
But what about the other way around
You can't create magic patterns that don't require any energy, so you can always create magic patterns that can be charged, right
Isn't his miniature spell-seeking missile just such a creation? It stores energy in energy storage metal, activates it when needed, and seals it when not in use. It is extremely flexible.
The only difference is that the miniature spell-seeking missile is a one-time consumable and does not need to be considered withstand the issue, while the magic armor knight has to consider the issue of withstand.
But even so, it still cannot be underestimated.