Lord of the North

Then Gilbert took the lead and rushed down, quickly moving towards Lancelot, followed by a dozen masters behind him.

They were like predators in the dark, and tonight they were going to kill a powerful prey, giving him a fatal blow while he was weak enough.

Gilbert is feeling this way now. This feeling of hunting the strong makes him uncontrollable and makes him extremely excited.

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"Go to hell!"

On the other side, Zola roared, she finally finished off one of her opponents, the long sword cut open his chest, the tyrannical power destroyed his internal organs, his livelihood was cut off instantly, the man fell to the ground with wide-eyed eyes.

Before Zola was forced to deliberately reveal a flaw, and at the cost of being cut in the back, he killed one of the two by surprise.

The remaining masked man looked terrified. With his partner assisting him, the two restrained Zola and the others for such a long time. Now that he has gone one by one, he can already predict his end.

So he chose to turn around and run away. He thought it was due diligence if he had the ability to stop her, but he was called a fool if he had no ability to stop her and insisted on speaking out.

"Want to run?"

Seeing that he was about to escape, Zola glared and threw the long sword in his hand. The long sword pierced through the air and hit the back of the man's heart. Blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Want to slip away from me? Joke!"

Zola snorted twice, looked at the corpse in the distance with disdain and said.

"My lord, you should help me first!"

Not far away, Charles roared angrily. He was really disgusted by these two people, and he retreated as soon as he touched him. He never confronted him head-on, like a loach.

"Ooo, here we come."

Zola was embarrassed, and immediately rushed into the battle group with another sword in his hand. Sure enough, the two of them cooperated and the battle situation changed. Soon the enemy was forced by the two to abandon the sword and run away.

"The poor don't chase after them."

Zola wanted to catch up with them, but was stopped by Charles: "Go and see the situation at the auction house first.

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The battle first started from there. When Charles and Zola were going to help, they were stopped by these knight-level extraordinary powerhouses, and they were even entangled by their weird fighting style for so long.

If it gets out, it will definitely be a big joke. The two great knights were forced into a bit of a panic by the four extraordinary knight-level powerhouses.

"good!"

Zola glanced at the surrounding soldiers who were fighting some unidentified men in black, and nodded in agreement.

Judging from the situation, these people just want to hold back themselves and the soldiers under them, and the main target is Lancelot or Violet.

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"Lord Lancelot!"

Morando suddenly appeared and forced back a ghost attendant who was close to Violet, shouting nervously.

At this time, nearly half of the more than one hundred ghost attendants had fallen, but Lancelot could be described as bloody all over at this time.

Just now he was attacked from behind by a ghost servant, and a sharp knife pierced his shoulder. When Lancelot crushed the ghost servant's neck with his backhand, another ghost servant rushed out with a knife on his left leg.

Lancelot groaned and half-kneeled on the ground, but the ghost servant who attacked him was cut in half by his sword.

"I will try my best to open the way for you, and take Miss Violet out of here."

Lancelot stood up and faced dozens of ghost servants. His face was still bleeding and he had wounds of various sizes on his body, but he didn't seem to lose his fighting spirit because of this.

"What a heart-wrenching hero."

At this time, there was an evil smile, and Gilbert suddenly jumped out from behind the Ghost Attendant, slashing at Lancelot's neck with the long sword in his hand, so fast that Morando had no time to react.

Lancelot's eyes were fixed, and Arondette in his hand quickly blocked in front of him, but there was only a thin layer of black gas burning on it, and he was really about to reach his limit.

"clang!"

The golden long sword in Gilbert's hand collided with Arondette, and a wave of air rolled over. Lancelot failed to withstand his heavy blow in a haste, and was knocked back a few steps, but quickly stabilized his footing .

"I didn't expect you to react so quickly when you were close to running out of fuel. I'm really surprised."

Gilbert stroked the long sword in his hand, and a dozen people walked out one after another from behind him, all of whom faintly exuded fluctuations of extraordinary power.

Dark Blue Cross!

Violet's pupils shrank, and her heart skipped a beat. She saw the blue cross star logo on Gilbert's clothes, a logo that only lunatics with dark blue cross stars would wear.

"Who are you?"

Lancelot gasped, it seemed that tonight was going to be a disaster.

"Go out and stop those two eyes-obscuring guys."

Gilbert ignored him, and gave instructions to the dozen or so subordinates behind him, because he felt two powerful auras approaching, and it was someone who was going to disrupt the situation.

"Are you from the Dark Blue Cross?"

Violet looked at Gilbert and asked solemnly, if it was the Dark Blue Cross, it would not be difficult to explain why they have so many strong people.

The rare force on the mainland that can restrain the Holy See was once a Holy See organization formed by a group of people with good visions, but in the end it went astray and completely deviated from the original intention of their founders.

"Ah, beautiful Miss Violet."

Gilbert's eyes lit up, and he forgot that the heir of the Kyle family had been trained in the Holy See.

"Allow me to introduce myself." He smiled slightly and performed a noble etiquette: "I come from the eternal kingdom, and greed is one of the seven deadly sins under the Knights of Scourge."

"What?"

Violet exclaimed, she didn't expect that what she was facing now was actually the notorious Seven Sins of Greed in the Deep Blue Cross Star. This person's identity was similar to that of the judge in the Holy See Inquisition.

The Calamity Knight he was talking about was a person similar to the presiding judge, and he killed the previous Templar Knight Commander of the Holy See, who was also the teacher of the current Knight Commander Joyce.

"You actually plan to take root in the north?"

"Okay, now it's time to send you on your way."

Gilbert raised the golden long sword in his hand and pointed at Lancelot. He wanted to deal with these people as soon as possible and leave: "Kill!"

The ghost servants behind him rushed forward one after another, completely ignoring the dozens of corpses lying on the ground, as if they didn't feel any fear at all.

"Shattered!"

A loud roar came from the roof, and someone punched a big hole there, and then pieces of broken stone and tiles fell on the ghost attendant's head, and they dispersed in an instant to avoid the person who fell down.

"Tianwei!"

After the big man fell to the ground, he didn't say hello and pushed forward with both fists, a burst of golden energy gushed out, and the dozen or so ghost servants closest to him screamed and turned into ashes in an instant.

"I don't like the breath on his body, let's leave immediately!"

The voice of the devil's gold coin suddenly sounded in Gilbert's mind, and he screamed and begged sharply.

"who are you?"

Gilbert grimaced. He felt great terror in this man, and his plan might fail because of it.

All losses will be in vain!

"Under Beowulf, I want to take your head for credit."