The cold sword light instantly illuminated half of the night.
Rosen's strike with the sword was beyond the expectations of all the saints. Seeing the Knight of Order's soothing and friendly tone, he thought he was trying to impress Ansu with his comradeship, but he never expected that he would strike directly.
This sword was fierce and tricky, and it was a sword that Rosen was bound to win.
Rosen is naturally aware of the stakes involved.
But for him, Ansu must be removed.
He couldn't let this opportunity pass by.
Otherwise, the biggest contributors are still his three border areas.
Even if he assassinates the saints in public, he can explain to the saints afterwards that it was Ansu who fell into the esoteric cult first, and his sword was just to defend order.
After Ansu dies, he will lose all his memory, and naturally he will not know who killed him.
Only the victor has the right to interpret order—this is the true teaching of the Knights of Order!
As long as Ansu is killed, no one will know about it!
[blood flow]
Rosen even didn't expect that a warlock from Ansu could actually use combat skills. In shock, the dagger stabbed his cheek open.
[Effect: Causes the attacked part to bleed for ten minutes]
[Consumption of two magic points (originally four)]
Ansu didn't seem to feel the pain in his shoulder, and his will didn't waver at all.
He softly chanted the magic of the Painful Secret Cult, and shadows grew wildly from under his feet. The shoulders of the slender figure were glowing red, as if they were dyed with a layer of blood mist.
But he was only half right.
After this month of large-scale sacrifices and the inhumane high-intensity training of the Painful Secret Cult, Ansu's physical fitness has reached the level of a second-level warrior.
There was still a calm smile on his lips, but he took a slight step back. The sword blade chopped his long gray hair, and sliced Ansu's shoulder straight from bottom to top, leaving a layer of blood.
[Consumption of combat skill points 1]
[Blood Shadow]
But Ansu took another strange step back, just in time to avoid the sharp edge of the sword. The cuff of his hand flashed with cold light, and his slender fingers twisted a poison-quenched dagger towards him.
The angle is both tricky and swift,
[You can temporarily transfer the wound to your own shadow for ten minutes. If the enemy who caused the damage dies during the period, the wound can be transferred to the enemy's body a second time]
Facing this sudden sword attack, Ansu was not surprised, and had even expected it.
If you were in the other party's perspective, you would also choose to do this.
Ansu is just a weak warlock and has no training. He must be unable to dodge at such a close distance!
[Auxiliary magic]
Nonsense!
Sensing the shrinking and questioning looks of the saints around him, Rosen felt like his lungs were going to explode. As a Knight of Order for so many years, he had been bathed in the admiration and admiration of everyone. How had he ever received such treatment!
Now that we have done it, we will continue to do it.
In Rosen's shocked eyes,
The wound on Ansu's shoulder was fading rapidly, and the smile on his face was even more heartfelt. "In ten minutes, you will die. At the same time, your cause of death will be suicide out of shame."
He turned the blade, and the icy cold light poured in, and he stabbed Ansu again;
Blood flowed down like a fountain, dyeing his face blood red.
They came and went in just a blink of an eye, as smoothly as water, and in just a blink of an eye, Knight Rosen's cheeks were already bleeding profusely.
Alice's eyes widened completely, and she couldn't believe what she saw. She had heard from her cousin Ashley that Ansu was far superior to her in the field of magic, and was a higher-level magical beast than a magician.
But when did this magical beast learn combat skills
Is he also a genius in the warrior field
He was actually able to fight hand to hand with the Knights of Order, and even had a slight upper hand.
In fact, Ansu is not said to have any talent at all in the warrior field, but he can be regarded as ignorant. He can use this move only by stacking a large number of sacrifices. This move has a knife hidden in his sleeve, and he spent a month practicing it. Nice trick.
This success was only due to Rosen's carelessness. He would definitely not be able to defeat the Order Knight with just a bare blade.
But it doesn't matter, Ansu is just looking for a test subject to try his moves - this is also a bad habit of evil players. Every time he gets a new skill, he always wants to find a target to try it on.
Half of Rosen's face was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of blood red. His resentment towards Ansu had reached its peak. It was simply unreasonable to be humiliated by a warlock in the field he was best at.
He must wash away this shame with his own hands.
But who would have thought that Ansu said with a smile, "Then I won't bother you."
"I'll sneak away first."
Under Rosen's eyes, Ansu put the bloody dagger into his cuff and said goodbye slightly apologetically. His sunny smile was like that of a big boy who was about to leave early.
Only when there are subordinates are there, a fool will fight on his own.
If you can fight in a group, of course you have to fight in a group!
And Anzu did have other things to do.
The behavior just now, including the deliberate stabbing, was just for show.
It's a show for someone.
The esoteric cultists had already pressed forward in unison, confronting the paladins in a semi-encirclement manner. Their cold eyes were staring at Rosen.
The chilling atmosphere suddenly reached its maximum.
Ansu led Liszt and the two of them, once again stepping on the rigorous pace that they had been training for several days, and walked towards the Guards in unison. Their steps were uniform and filled with the chilling aura of a superior.
What the hell. Rosen looked at Ansu's back, his eyes almost turning gray.
I have never seen a guy born like this!
The duel before the battle actually slipped away!
However, the guards were very convinced of Ansu and took the initiative to move out of the way.
Every time Ansu passed by a person, the latter would respectfully lower his head and shout, his eyes fanatical and full of fighting passion.
"Thank you, Boss Ansu!"
Where did this guy work hard
Rosen was almost speechless. He didn't know what benefits Ansu had promised these esoteric cultists in advance to boost their morale so high!
Of course the esoteric cultists were excited, because Ansu Divine Chosen had promised them that if they performed well in this battle, the cadre school would build a new bathroom.
That's the new bathroom.
The bathroom that symbolizes freedom!
-If Rosen knew about this cheap promise, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.
On the other hand, Rosen saw that his saint's morale had been depleted, and the eyes he looked at him were full of doubts and uncertainty.
From their perspective,
The three Ansu were saints who killed dozens of second-level esoteric cultists in a month, and even reached high positions in the esoteric sect.
Rosen, on the other hand, is full of nonsense. So far, everyone’s scores are still close to zero.
All they feel now is regret.
In any case, now that we have boarded this pirate ship, we can only do it forcefully.
They now have the advantage in numbers,
Although there is no internal assistance,
But the odds of winning are still great!
The paladins unsheathed their swords, and the magicians also took out their staffs and began to chant blessings. Under the interweaving lines of silver-white rain, saints and esoteric cultists charged together, and the fighting echoed in the rainy night.
Ansu looked at this scene from afar, turned around and walked towards the legion commander's study.
Okay, the characters are all here.
Just open the offering.
For Ansu,
Everything alive brings chaos,
Only when the picture is clear can there be true order—this is the true teaching of the Holy See of Order!
(End of chapter)