Kant's words were very blunt, almost humiliating, but the two sides are currently in a state of hostility, and even the war has already started, even if it is humiliation, there is no hesitation.
At least Kant has confidence, he is not afraid of this death knight who looks like a dead man.
He sensed it.
This death knight does have extraordinary power.
But with the passage of time, although the extraordinary power contains a strong negative energy atmosphere, it is actually a natural restraint relationship for Kant's two extraordinary powers, the king's power and the divine power.
Otherwise, the two royal knights could not have resisted the five death knights.
Just 1 now.
Not to mention the Bundak next to Kant who can summon the underworld invader team with all extraordinary powers.
Just behind him, 10 royal knights and 10 lion knights are enough to crush this little death knight. If you count the 2000+ skeleton cavalry behind, the knight troops who can come over at any time can also make this dune The range turned into a white bone mound full of bone slag!
This is the confidence, the confidence brought by absolute strength. It is precisely because of this that Kant dared to be so unscrupulous, and even brought so few people to meet for so-called negotiations!
The death knight looked at Kant indifferently.
But it is not stupid.
Sweeping over Bundak beside Kant, the faintly revealed, devil-like negative energy seemed to spread a wave of fear in his hollow chest.
There are also people waiting at the bottom of the sand dunes.
Each has its own power.
Those who can follow Kant here are not ordinary people, the weakest sharpshooter can shoot through Yang Lianzhu with a hundred steps!
At this moment, the Vekia sharpshooters were already holding their bows, staring coldly at the top of the sand dunes, standing on the death knight in front of Kant, and the armor-piercing cone-headed arrows were already on the bowstring.
If there is any change, 20 cone-headed arrows will arrive in an instant.
No joke.
The death knight was silent on this.
It has now discovered that if it really wants to do something, the final consequences will be irreversible.
But in the face of Kant's insult and ridicule, it can't even say a word of rebuttal.
It's as if it's not it who has the upper hand now, but this seemingly young human noble who actually possesses a powerful force that makes him feel uncomfortable all over!
Even if there are 2000+ skeleton cavalry behind him.
It still makes it useless.
Kant didn't care about its attitude and heart fluctuations, which was where his confidence lay.
Seeing this guy's silence, Kant snorted lightly, and said lightly: "Now I am the lord and ruler of this desert, you have now violated my territory, and caused hostility to me enough to start a war, now I I want to ask you..." Kant paused, but his voice was solemn: "What do you guys think!"
Accompanied by Kant's almost reprimanding voice, many knights under the sand dunes behind them stepped forward neatly, each wearing shiny plate armor like a luxury item, with long spears and knight swords in their hands.
Including the mage and mage apprentices, the gems inlaid on the top of the staff in their hands also emitted crystal light.
The power of elements is gathering!
And the death knight was even more silent.
The soul fire in the eyes flickered rapidly, as if reflecting its emotional instability.
"Please explain why you are here."
Kant stretched out his hand, signaling to suspend the persecution.
And his eyes were fixed on the faint blue flames in the hollow eye sockets of the death knight, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to know, do you want to start a war or choose peace? You are wise, and there is something higher behind you." Generals at the same level should also have wisdom, I need an answer."
"reply."
The death knight spoke slowly, his voice hoarse as if his vocal cords were rubbing vigorously.
But it smiled sinisterly: "Human beings, the glory of the gods has faded, and we who once belonged to the blood of the gods have returned. Do you still naively think that you can really rely on your own strength to resist your former master? "
Kant narrowed his eyes, put his hands on the hilt of his sword: "Please speak humanly."
"We're back."
The soul fire in the eyes of the death knight leaped.
"Heh." But what responded to it was Kant who drew his sword out of its sheath in an instant and slashed horizontally. Golden flames burst out of his body suddenly, and he cut off its neck without even letting the death knight react. .
The whole head flew out instantly.
But there is a hint of golden light on the broken trace, as if fighting against the black mist that leaked.
And at the moment when the head was severed, the entire body of the death knight also trembled slowly, the horse under the crotch leaped directly to the side, the horse's mouth full of sharp teeth picked up the severed head, and fled towards the rear go.
"Human beings...you will...bear...a harsher reality than what we have endured at the beginning!"
The death knight still spoke, beheading was not fatal to it.
And that voice was hoarse, full of arrogance and hatred: "You...don't know what kind of horror we...are facing...you don't know...what kind of...existence you have annoyed!"
"I'm waiting for you." Kant looked disdainful.
Seeing the group of skeleton cavalry fleeing around the death knight, he snorted coldly as if talking to himself: "Perhaps you don't know what kind of existence you have offended!"
Kant did not order the pursuit.
The number is close to 2,000 skeleton troopers, and there may be other death knights among them.
Chasing is unwise.
They return.
At the city gate on the east side, the long-range firepower composed of Vegia sharpshooters, archers, and Swadian crossbowmen is ready, and at the bottom, many knights and heavy cavalry are also assembled, waiting to respond.
All for the sake of safety, to prevent those undead cavalry from acting irrationally and threatening Kant's safety.
Go back to Castle "Drehem".
Kant looked solemn, looked at Manid who was coming and Bundak next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Get ready now, the war is coming."
"Yes!" The two responded.
This has been foreseen.
When the undead cavalry chose to retreat and the negotiations between the two parties collapsed, there was no need to continue the negotiation.
Those descendants of the blood of the gods who belonged to the ancient times, like the old Pope Kant met in the dungeon, were also transformed into undead, and with hatred for the living and longing for the world, they made a comeback again!
"It's a pity." Kant couldn't help taking a deep breath.
The sun disc can only be fixed in one place.
If it can be manipulated, as the troops go deeper into the Nalun Desert, maybe there will be nothing to these undeads. After all, this huge strange thing that is almost like an artifact has a natural restraint against the evil creatures that gather negative energy!
(end of this chapter)