"It's a werewolf!" One of the senior Knights saw the werewolf that Abel had turned into and yelled. As he yelled, blood began to flow out of his body. However, he didn't seem to care about this at all. He turned to the other Knight and yelled, "Take His Highness away first!"
The senior Knight rushed towards Abel with his combat qi. He knew that if he didn't attack now, he wouldn't be able to fight back due to his injuries.
It was Abel's first time facing an elite knight. Although the wolf rider spear technique of the royal worgen Woolf family was not as powerful as it used to be without a mount wolf, it still had a 50% increase in strength.
A strange orc howl came out of Abel's mouth. Through the howl, the wolf rider's spear technique spell was added to his long spear. Along with the front thrust of the 11 spear technique, he collided with the elite knight who was rushing towards him.
Abel didn't know how strong a senior Knight was, but according to Lord Marshall's speculation, the strength of a senior Knight was no more than 1000 pounds. With the boost of combat qi, it could reach 2000 pounds. This kind of strength could almost destroy everything in front of it.
Abel's strength was about 2000 pounds, and with the incomplete boost of the Wolf Rider's spear technique, it reached 3000 pounds. However, the senior Knight was already injured, so it was doubtful that he could reach 2000 pounds of strength.
When the spear and the sword collided, the senior Knight's sword was directly knocked away. However, the spear didn't stop. The spear body flashed with a strange green light and pierced through the senior Knight's armor as if it was a thin piece of cloth. Then the green tip of the spear directly penetrated the senior Knight's body and out of the armor.
Abel yelled, picked up the elite knight on the tip of his spear, and threw him towards Prince Wyatt.
The other senior Knight, who was covering Prince Wyatt, heard the sound and turned around to see his companion's body flying towards them.
The senior Knight didn't expect that even an injured senior Knight wouldn't be killed in seconds. At this time, his companion's corpse had already arrived in front of him. The senior Knight didn't use his sword. He didn't want to destroy his companion's corpse, so he used all his strength to block it.
The moment the corpse came into contact with him, he finally understood why his companion was killed. The force was too great, and the body of the Senior Knight was sent flying more than ten meters away. Prince Wyatt, who was limping towards his horse, fell to the ground.
Abel held his spear and walked towards Prince Wyatt step by step. As he howled, the spear flashed with a green light from time to time.
The Senior Knight, who had already stood up, was blocked by the poor Prince Wyatt, so he didn't suffer any more injuries. Prince Wyatt, on the other hand, fell to the ground and fainted.
The senior Knight's eyes flashed, and he whispered, "You are a Wolf from the Woolf family?"
The Woolf family's wolf rider spear technique was not a secret. Other than the direct descendants of the Woolf family, if other orcs learned it, they would be hunted down and killed by the Woolf family. The Woolf family's wolf rider spear technique was known throughout the world on the battlefield between orcs and humans. Countless humans had died under this spear technique. The green body of the spear and the howling sound had become the symbol of this spear technique.
Abel didn't care. He didn't want to talk at this time. Whether it was orc language or human language, he didn't want to stop chanting. He and the senior Knight were two levels apart. It was just that Abel's strength was higher, but compared to a real Knight, there was still a big gap between them.
Abel had been training as a Knight for less than a year. He had only been an official Knight for less than a year. In this kind of high intensity battle, for a newbie like him, he didn't dare to relax.
The senior Knight felt that his strength was constantly draining away with the loss of blood. At this time, he couldn't delay any longer. A streak of combat qi flew out of his sword. This was the senior Knight's long-range combat qi attack.
Abel flew back. For this kind of long-range combat qi attack from the senior Knight, he didn't have a better way. He could only dodge and retreat, and constantly use his green spear to hit back the combat qi. Fortunately, the Wolf Rider Spear Technique was indeed worthy of its reputation. When the white combat qi came close, Abel's green spear was always able to hit it back, allowing him to calmly retreat.
The senior Knight's attack was getting weaker and weaker. His body had lost too much blood. The fierce attack and the use of combat qi made the blood flow faster. Finally, when the senior Knight used his combat qi to attack Abel again, the combat qi was suddenly interrupted.
Abel naturally wouldn't let this opportunity go. He swept his green spear and hit the senior Knight, but Abel didn't go forward to check. Instead, he went to Prince Wyatt.
At this time, Prince Wyatt had faintly woken up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the terrible face of a werewolf.
"No, no, don't kill me." At this time, everything in Prince Wyatt's heart didn't matter. In the face of life and death, he showed his ugly side and repeatedly begged for mercy.
At this time, Abel couldn't help but be stunned. He was now a werewolf. In the human world, the orcs were almost equal to the public enemy. Begging for mercy from an orc, Abel had never heard of anyone doing this.
Prince Wyatt was a Knight. As a Knight, he actually begged for mercy from an orc. Abel couldn't help but think of the word "traitor". A traitor who betrayed the human race and defected to the enemy.
"Dear Prince, what you did to my adoptive father, I will take your life in return." Abel's wolf mouth spat out the human language.
"You, you, you are a human!" Prince Wyatt at this time understood, and then exclaimed: "You are Abel, that Abel, I recognize your voice!"
"It seems that I have to kill you!" Abel's wolf face showed a murderous look. The spear in his hand stretched out and pointed at the tip of Prince Wyatt's throat.
"No, please, don't kill me." Prince Wyatt was frightened by the cold air at the tip of the spear. He softly begged for mercy, and then shouted: "I don't know you, I really don't know you."
"Be a good person in the next life!" The tip of the spear flashed a green light, and Prince Wyatt's throat was pierced. The pleading look on his face had not dissipated, and he was no longer breathing.
Coldly looking at Prince Wyatt on the ground, Abel shook off the blood on the tip of the spear, and came to the side of the Senior Knight who was shot more than ten meters away. At this time, the Senior Knight was still unconscious. Abel lowered his body to check that there was no danger to his life, and then he called Bai Yun.
On the way back, Abel asked Bai Yun to fly as high as possible. After an hour, Abel appeared in Harry Castle, and he rarely went to the blacksmith shop to exchange some forging experience with Master Bentham.
The news of Prince Wyatt's death was quickly brought back by the Senior Knight who woke up. King Spender George was so sad because of the accident of the 4th Prince that he fainted.
The appearance of the worgen also made several nearby towns nervous for a while, and a large number of guarding missions made the mercenaries in several cities make a small fortune.
When the nobles talked about Prince Wyatt, their hearts were always full of gloating. But the noble arbitral tribunal did not stop because of Prince Wyatt's death, and according to the gods of this world, if the sinner did not get rid of his sin, his soul would not return to the kingdom of God.
Therefore, when the Lord of Marshall was assassinated, in the end, Prince Wyatt took out a Bakong City manor worth 100,000 gold coins and gave it to the Lord of Marshall as a form of atonement.
"May his soul return to the kingdom of God!" When Lord Marshall received the manor document, he solemnly read it, as if he had forgiven Prince Wyatt's crime, and said these words that could make Prince Wyatt's soul feel peaceful. This made the palace secretary who came to deliver the document very touched. The legend of the humble, brave, and just Lord Marshall really lived up to his reputation.
Only Abel knew that Lord Marshall was happy with the manor, which was worth 100,000 gold coins, and the annual output would bring a lot of income to Harry Castle.
And with the end of this incident, it seemed that everything returned to the beginning, and everything returned to peace.
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