frightfiction Chapter 409 Taunt
Chapter 409 Taunt
Chapter 409 Taunt
When Thorne threw the studded gloves on the grass like trash, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"
The people in the Emerald Field put on a fighting posture at the moment Thorn stopped, pulling out their long swords, shields, and axes one by one, and watched the crowd on the opposite side vigilantly.
Thorne, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, even felt the strong magic fluctuations behind him and the sound of crackling electric arcs jumping out of unwillingness to be lonely.
"Come on! Come here if you have the ability! I can't kill you!"
"Labor and management will throw you to death!"
"Little dwarf, come here! Labor and management stand still and let you jump up and smash your knees!"
"Ye Daddy screw ye head!"
"Kicked you and kicked Gael Katulupi and smashed you Galaha!"
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The Fang Group, the White Rose Knight, and adventurers in different costumes of the Black Pearl Forest all took out their weapons and confronted each other, and at the same time burst into familiar trash talk.
Thorn, who was in the center of the storm, did not leave, but lightly pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, remaining silent.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a group of thick dark clouds condensed over the group of people in the Black Pearl Forest, angry thunder came, and crackling deep purple arcs condensed in the densely covered dark clouds. Suddenly, the area shrouded in dark clouds was blown by violent wind and showers. to.
Dazzling lightning bolts reflected frightened faces that suddenly changed color.
Immediately afterwards, a black-robed woman from the Black Pearl Forest silently raised her wide sleeves, her whole posture changed, and unknown fluctuations of magic power spread from her body quickly.
The temperature among the crowd in the Emerald Field rose strangely, a pungent sulfur smell mixed with choking smoke spewed out from the fine cracks in the ground, and the green grass turned from withered yellow to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye .
"Albert! Stop!" Carlos, who could feel the heat on the ground even though he was wearing thick boots, changed his face, and immediately shouted at Albert, the storm lord who raised his lightning spear behind him.
"Alice, don't go too far." At the same time, Archbishop Aleena stretched her hand and stroked her long rain-wet hair, and stopped the spell brewing by the woman covered in black robe.
In a moment, the strong wind and dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the thick smoke and high temperature on the ground also disappeared without a trace.
As the tense atmosphere dissipated, everyone had expressions of relief on their faces.
The White Rose Knight who was lying on the grass woke up and sat up leisurely. He propped himself up on his elbows, and while spitting a big mouthful of blood from his mouth, he uttered vicious attacks towards the ranger who had already put his hand on the hilt of his sword. curse.
Thorn, who was about to turn around and leave, stopped, and looked around coldly under the vigilant eyes of everyone. Most people turned their heads subconsciously, and a small number of people took two steps back involuntarily.
"boom!"
Thorn came to the incoherent White Rose Knight again, and then his eyes were fixed, and he kicked him in the face casually, breaking his cheekbone.
The White Rose Knight collapsed in the muddy grass again.
"White Rose Elite Knights from Seput City? I thought this white cloak was so amazing." Thorne curled his lips in disdain, and sarcastically said in a cold voice. When he mentioned "elite", his tone was deliberately emphasized, clearly Clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.
The Fang Group and the White Rose Knights clenched their fists angrily, but no one dared to rush forward.
Seeing the taunts from the unconscious White Rose Knight and Ranger, the smile on Archbishop Aleena's face froze for a moment. She frowned and cast her sharp eyes on the other three white roses who had remained silent all along. On the rose knight.
"stop!"
A white rose knight wearing a masked helmet came out. He first signaled to the two companions with his eyes, and when he saw his companion dragging the unconscious hapless man down, he called out to the half-elf who had just turned around. .
Thorn gave the half-elf girl Lilia a reassuring look, ignored Carlos' frantic winks, stopped, turned around, and looked at the new white rose knight armed to the teeth with great interest .
"I am the captain of the Second Squadron of the Third Brigade of the White Rose Elite Knights in Sept City, the guard knight Opt. Half-elf, you not only humiliated my subordinates, but also insulted the honor of the White Rose Knights. "
The knight clenched his squeaking iron gauntlets, and the eyes hidden in the masked helmet calmly looked at the half-elf who turned around. He didn't care about the rude behavior of the other party staring at his helmet, but chose to slow down as much as possible. own tone.
"Him?" Thorne stood there casually with his arms folded, pointing playfully at the unrecognizable knight—the rag-like lips and ruin-like face, and then evoked an indifferent smile:
"Have you heard of the way of balance in one body? Since God gave him a low IQ, it is natural to have an ugly appearance, so as not to make him look so uncoordinated, so don't you see it? Am I teaching him the art of balance?
Of course, if the honorable Lord White Rose Knight thinks that I am doing something wrong, please tell me, I will not change anyway, and you should not hold back your illness.There is no way, it hurts so much when I hit someone, just let him bear it and let it pass.Besides, the scars represent the glory of a knight, I think...he should be grateful for the glory I gave him. "
brief silence...
Facing Thorne's provocative gaze, Opt, the White Rose Knight, nodded heavily, then threw the white cloak violently behind him, reached out to take off the helmet, and brushed aside his thick silver hair, revealing two Like a centipede lying on the hideous scar on the face, said:
"Very good! Your Excellency the half-elf is right. For a knight, scars are a sign of admiration and a symbol of honor. The knight order has always hoped that every member should be like this, because a knight without scars is a coward and cannot be counted. A true knight."
After Opt finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to Thorne, the armor clicked, then stared at the half-elf's eyes, pulled out an iron gauntlet from his belt, and fell heavily on the half-elf's feet side, the voice resounds loudly:
"The White Rose Elite Knights are the backbone of the protection of Seput City. It is the supreme glory of countless ancestors and soldiers who died in battle. Therefore, I must defend the glory of the White Rose Knights today! Let's go! A clearing! I will fight you!"
"You dropped something, respected Lord White Rose Knight, pick it up quickly, we can't throw garbage here, this is the Emerald Field, and the druids in the Emerald Garden are very strict. Besides, this is not your glorious knights Resident, if you want to sing a big show, go home and sing by yourself."
Thorne touched the 'garbage' thrown on the ground with his toes, and said calmly, still standing there casually with his arms crossed.
"The Archbishop of the Temple of War, I think you'd better take this stubborn fool away, or his end will be very miserable, very miserable." Sarayan's eyes shifted to Aleena, full of kindness. reminded.
"Don't you people of the Emerald Field still be afraid of a White Rose Knight?" Aleena's mysterious smile seemed to carry thousands of meanings.
After finishing speaking, he ignored Sarayan's angry eyes, and looked at the half-elf ranger with interest.
"Clang!"
Immediately afterwards, Opt, the White Rose Knight, pulled out his sword in an instant, swept Sarayan and Carlos with his eyes, and finally fixed on the half-elf:
"Come on! A battle to defend the honor of the Knights! If I win, Sarayan, Carlos, you two bastards, and you, an arrogant and ignorant half-elf, must apologize for the insult of the White Rose Knights. Half-elf, you must fight today!"
"I must?" Thorne looked at the serious knight, his eyes became playful.
"Must!" The knight's cold tone was beyond doubt.
"However, my lord knight, don't you think..." Thorne smiled ironically, "you decent knights duel with me? Isn't it too flattering for me, a louse who can only hide in a sheepskin coat?
You have to understand that the louse you are fighting is not even a knight, and the origin is not worth mentioning.I don't think I'm worthy... how do you say that?Carlos? "
"We lice living in sheepskin coats don't deserve to be honored and praised in knightly competitions." Sensing Thorne's gaze, Carlos shrugged helplessly, curled his lips, and spoke in exactly the same tone as Thorne :
"You are honorable knights in shining armor, perfect squires to the ranks of order, and faithful lick...guardians of the king's men. You practice the dogma of justice and pursue lofty goals. Your creed requires: honor, honesty, Integrity, bravery, compassion..."
"Shut up! The Knights have their own creed, so you don't need to tell me what to do here." The angry Opter interrupted Carlos's words in a cold voice, then suppressed his anger, and said righteously :
"If you challenge a knight, the knight naturally has the right to choose to accept or reject it, depending on his will. But now the situation is reversed. The knight challenges you and treats you as equal to him. Of course, this It's only temporary, so you have no right to refuse.
To refuse this honor will only prove that you are utterly worthless, that you are nothing more than a louse living on a sheepskin coat, an evasive coward.In other words, you are nothing but lingering on your last breath! "
"This principle is really strict enough..." Carlos dug his ears, deliberately laughed like a fool a few times, then cleared his throat, and continued to sarcastically:
"It seems that the great Lord White Rose Knight has also studied philosophy. Faced with the deteriorating morality of the world around him and the degeneration of ethical behavior, this small and lonely knight is just the kind of warrior who is dedicated to restoring the spirit of chivalry that has long since fallen.
All his behaviors are showing his ideals all the time, and implementing them in all actions, they never care how difficult the process is.In the face of such a great act, we can be said to be ashamed.So, great Knight of the White Rose, please give me a chance to lick your boots. "
After Carlos finished speaking, he really pretended to bow to the pale-faced White Rose Knight, causing everyone to roar with laughter.
Apart from the livid-faced Tusk Group and the White Rose Knight, the adventurers in different costumes couldn't help laughing.
However, in the absence of Archbishop Alenara's words, everyone could only hold back their anger and dare not make any rash moves.
"I'm afraid this knight master has drunk too much fake wine." The barbaric personality Hao picked his nostrils, flicked in the direction of the White Rose Knight, and muttered.
"You...you..." The White Rose Knight raised his long sword tremblingly, pointing at the funny barbaric personality with hatred, and looking at Carlos with a smirk on his face, he was so angry that he couldn't think of a complete sentence for a long time discourse.
"Then...do we still need to fight? Respected Lord White Rose Knight." Thorne answered inappropriately, with a smile on his lips.
After finishing speaking, his right hand involuntarily touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"The glory of the Knights of the White Rose cannot be trampled on!" the knight Opt, who tried his best to suppress his anger, said coldly while looking at the half-elf.
"Very good." Thorne put away his smile: "If that's the case, let's make a break, so as not to waste this sunny day. I have to say, your arrival is really disappointing, very disappointing!"
After finishing speaking, Thorne glanced coldly at the people behind Opter, then looked at the knight who was still suppressing his anger, and threatened in an unquestionable tone:
"If I win this duel, then all of you White Rose Knights will apologize to me for the unlucky guy's rude words, until I am satisfied.
Otherwise... have you seen that locust tree?I will use the reins of the horses to hang all of you noble and decent knights on this big tree one by one! "
"I don't think he dares. A group of cowards who can only hide in the skirts of female priests." After finishing speaking, the savage personality Howe didn't care about the murderous eyes that seemed to be real. Instead, he scrutinized the indifferent Archbishop Ya Lian Nala smiled and said: "I'm so sorry, so she didn't wear a skirt today, so she has nowhere to hide, so she can only choose to fight."
The barbarian smiled and suddenly heard a cold snort, and then his expression froze, the whole burly body could not move at all except for the two big eyeballs that were still spinning around.
Immediately afterwards, under the influence of an unknown force, the barbarian fell on his back in a daze, splashing dust all over the place.
"I bet this vile bastard is about to get out of the female priest's skirt." The green-haired bard, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but came out and answered.
After speaking, he retracted very consciously.
However, before he could completely hide himself, the bard and the barbarian became the same, and the handsome little white face made the most intimate contact with the ground.
"So, do you agree?" The knight who finally suppressed his anger raised his head and looked at Thorne with a gleam in his eyes: "Have you agreed to a duel with the White Rose Knight from Sept City?"
Thorne nodded lightly.
"Very good, let's get ready." White Rose Knight Opt put on iron gloves and gently wiped the sharp long sword in his hand.
"I'm ready. Don't waste time. I have to go back to Waterfall Town today. You can't afford the delay." Thorne put away his smile and said seriously.
Except for the barbarian and the bard who were still lying on the ground frozen, the rest of the people formed a large circle in the wide area of the Norhill Plain, and Thorne confronted the knight coldly.
"Noble White Rose Knight, in this glorious duel, don't you plan to give some speeches to boost the morale of the audience? For example, shouting for the glory of so-and-so?" Thorne looked at him with a relaxed expression. The expressionless White Rose Knight teased on purpose.
The indifferent knight was unmoved, his lips were tightly pursed, his left hand was behind his back, and he was in a sword strike posture, motionless.
——"Supreme Cleave!"
Knight Opt squatted slightly, then jumped up without warning, against the background of the white cloak, he slashed at Thorne like a big white bird spreading its wings.
His attacks opened and closed, the sound of the long sword piercing through the air was heard frequently, and the strong wind even made Thorn feel the pain on his face.
Thorn didn't swing his sword to block. At the moment when the long sword was about to approach, he made a light half-spin and dodged the attack.
——"Silver Cross Swordsmanship!"
Lethal silver lights flickered from the sharp long sword of the unrelenting knight, turning into sharp sword nets covering Thorne's whole body.
"There are two brushes, no wonder you are so arrogant." Thorn's expression froze, and he drew out another sharp sword. While resisting the knight's stormy attack, he focused on finding the opponent's defense loopholes.
In addition to the target's exquisite swordsmanship, the defensive strength of the full body armor is also very high. With his current strength, if he does not activate the "Qi Raising Slash", it is impossible to break through.
Obviously, the quality of this enchanted armor is very high.
"Clang clang clang!"
In the large circle surrounded by a group of people, two staggered figures kept colliding, and the sharp blades, not to be outdone, made endless crisp sounds.
"I didn't expect this kid to master the "Silver Cross Swordsmanship". It seems that this crazy woman brought back a lot of private goods from Zhanzheng College. "Sarajan was surprised and said to Carlos beside him.
"Who told you to make the little girl's belly bigger, otherwise we can study for another half a year, maybe even be lucky enough to observe the white crow swordsmanship." Carlos teased indifferently and complained.
"...If we come half a year late, the owners of this Emerald Field will be the idiots like Opt, and our people will be cleaned up by them. If there is anything else going on with us, don't send me a message here." Complain." Sarayan glared at Carlos and retorted.
"This half-elf ranger's swordsmanship is very concise, and I also saw shadows of drow sword masters and wandering swordsmen in the Underdark." On the other side, the dual-knife monk looked at the dual swords wielded by the ranger in the field, and said to the archbishop beside him confirmed.
"A ranger who can make Sarayan and Carlos dare not speak up is a bit interesting. I hope it won't ruin our plan."
Archbishop Aleena looked at the figure of the ranger in the field, her eyes flickered, and then she glanced at the woman covered in black robe not far away, feeling a lot more at ease.
"Clang clang clang!"
In the arena of the duel, Thorne was still in a defensive position. Facing the Cavaliers' attack, his countermeasure was very simple, that is, to keep procrastinating until the opponent's physical strength was greatly exhausted, and it was he who launched the counterattack. when.
After all, in addition to continuously attacking him, this knight also had to bear the weight of his full body armor, and he seemed much more relaxed.
The sound of the long sword breaking through the air came again, and Thorne quickly turned around on his toes, leaned over to avoid the sharp blade, and jumped to the side lightly, and then the steel soul sword in his left hand moved towards The knight feinted, instantly disrupting the attacking rhythm of Opt Silver Cross swordsmanship.
Immediately afterwards, Thorne stretched out his arms with all his strength, and slashed at the knight's face with lightning speed.
"clang!"
The desert wind sword hit the blade of Opte's frantic parry, and the powerful impact caused his body to stagger back a few steps instinctively.
——"Lifting Qi and Slashing!"
Thorn bowed his body slightly, and rushed towards the knight who had not stabilized his figure like an arrow from the string. The blade wrapped in the energy of Qi instantly slashed across the gap between the enchanted full-body armor, leaving a line on his abdomen. Deep wounds.
Opte let out a cry of pain, bent his legs, and threw himself on the grass.
(End of this chapter)