Chapter 568
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The other six swordsmen gathered together and shouted. Their faces were covered in cold sweat and they stared at Angele nervously.
Angele watched Fra disappear into the corner of the carriage and slowly took out a silver tooth necklace from the pouch.
Beside the carriage, Fra carried a small, grayish-brown leather bag and climbed into the carriage. Angele closed his eyes and fell asleep again. Fra carefully put the pouch on the wooden box beside Angele.
The white glow on the swordsman's left arm dimmed and a gray string appeared on it. The swordsman had no time to react and he was pushed back by the attacks from the left and right.
"So strong!" Angele had a serious expression on his face. "His speed and strength are comparable to mine! He's just a small fry from the church … "
The swordsman only had enough time to swing his sword toward Angele's original position and he saw his teammate falling to the ground. He could not even see Angele's shadow.
"You …" His eyes reddened, and his knuckles turned white as he gripped the hilt of his sword.
* DANG *
"That strong?" Angele quickly withdrew his mentality and the black vortex slowly disappeared. His sight returned to darkness.
* CHI CHI CHI CHI * …
Two swordsmen's throats were cut open. Blood spurted out of their bodies.
* DANG * * CHI *
Fra's face looked like a normal girl after Angele applied some special herbs on it. Fra and one of the female guards she knew were watching two female guards wrestle with each other.
The expressions on the faces of the silver swordsmen changed.
"It's not a matter of whether we want to fight or not, it's a matter of whether they'll let us go or not …" The swordsman with two swords finished his words and the black shadow disappeared into the water. Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Apart from the swordsman with two swords, the rest of the swordsmen were all killed easily. The swordsman was so fast that he did not even have time to make a sound.
"Walking on water … He's at least a rank 2 wizard … This is bad …" he muttered. * CHI * The white light from the ring on his right hand surrounded his body in a white light barrier.
* CHI *
A tall man stepped out of the shadow and stared at Angele calmly. This man was a farmer in brown linen clothes. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, and his eyes were dim and turbid. He didn't have the slightest temperament of an expert, and he looked exactly like an ordinary farmer.
Chi!
Angele swung his sword horizontally for the last time. He did not look back and jumped back, landing on the dark red grass. His red eyes glowed brightly in the darkness.
Hah!!
"He disappeared again!" "Everyone be careful! Stand back to back in a circle! "
Ding!!
"Chief, why don't we retreat first and wait for the rest of the troops to catch up before we attack together?" The deputy leader behind him asked in a low voice.
"Next!" She spat on her palms and rubbed her hands together. Her wolf-like eyes scanned the others around her.
The white light finally trembled and slowly disappeared. The swordsman's neck began to bleed slowly. His body shook violently, unable to make any resistance movements.
"Those that can rush out of the spatial tide and be summoned by me clearly aren't ordinary creatures. Either they have strong mentality or they have a special frequency that resonates with the summoning process. "
Angele looked at the other side of the river and the silver shadow was looking at him as well.
Angele shook the blood off the sword and the red light in his eyes flashed again. A circle of invisible ripples suddenly spread out in all directions with him as the center.
A series of golden sparks exploded between the two of them, and the sound of countless swords clashing could be heard. In the end, only a continuous and dense sound could be heard.
Angele carefully put the necklace into his pocket and started meditating to recover his mentality.
A large hand slapped him on the shoulder, from the tree trunk behind him.
"Huh? You blocked it? Impressive! " Angele slowly revealed himself from the darkness. His eyes were glowing red. There was a silver longsword in his hand with a cross engraved on the blade. It seemed like he just robbed the sword from another swordsman.
The sky was not completely dark yet and there were still red clouds in the sky.
Angele was standing in front of the swordsmen, but no one could see his body. He slowly walked to the front of the gathered swordsmen and casually swung his sword.
Angele opened his eyes and saw Fra lying on the ground. She seemed to be in a daze.
"Alright … Alright, I'll go right away." Only then did Fra react. She got up and jumped down from the carriage. She jogged towards the carriage in front of her.
* DANG DANG *
The swordsman did not have time to think, he turned around and slashed in all directions with his swords.
"Henry …" He was a bit surprised, his sight fell upon one of the swordsmen that was cut in half on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot.
Angele stared at the swordsman. For some reason, he sensed that the white light around the swordsman was much stronger than the white light released by the leader of the swordsmen. Angele could feel the danger coming from the man. His body was trembling because of the danger.
One of them, a woman with short, dark blonde hair that resembled a lion, let out a low growl, exerted strength in her arms, and threw her opponent to the ground with a loud bang.
* DANG * The swordsman's swords were knocked away by the impact. Angele spun around like a spinning top and kept attacking the swordsman's neck.
The swordsman moved to the side and blocked Angele's attack with his swords. The noise made by the impact was ear-piercing.
It had been a while since Angele last felt like this after he completed the refined true form.
Angele leaned against the wall of the carriage and watched the two strong women fighting in the middle of the crowd.
"I'll do it!" A burly man stood up and tore off his black vest, revealing a tanned and strong body. He stretched his shoulders and slowly walked forward.
A series of hurried shouts and screams suddenly rang in his ears.
"Fra?!" Angele repeated the name. He just found an excuse and asked her to leave.
He passed through the Red Leaves Forest and arrived by the lake. The noise from the campsite was getting louder and louder. The surroundings were dark and blurry.
The rest of the swordsmen gathered around the swordsman with double swords and checked the surroundings anxiously.
The silver armored swordsmen spread out and waited for Angele's arrival.
"Take a rest, I'll do it." A deep voice came from the shade.
Angele slightly moved to the left and dodged the three swords. He slashed forward with his right hand, creating a silver arc in the air.
Several silver armored swordsmen fell to the ground after several seconds, all of them had their throats slit. Blood was still spurting out of their throats and the whole forest was stained with blood.
"He's too fast!"
The sky turned from red to gray and then to dark.
* PA *
He jumped into the air and dodged the swords that were about to hit his feet. He landed in front of a large tree.
The swordsman's body was surrounded by white light and his body was tense like a spring. He stared at Angele.
The caravan slowly stopped and stopped by the Red Leaves Forest. Several carriages formed a circle around the caravan and there was a campfire in the middle.
The leader of the caravan knocked his swords against each other and made a crisp noise. "That's a problem! Everyone, use the hunting formation! "he shouted and the sapphire ring on his right middle finger started glowing.
"Damn! Jason is dead! "
"It's been a long time since I last had this feeling …" The red light in front of Angele's eyes was getting brighter. His body was shaking because of excitement. He remembered the last time he had this feeling.
"Ah!" "Shields! Shields! "" Left! "
Angele heard two strong vibrations coming from behind.
"Formation! Stay focused! "
Angele stood up and jumped off the caravan quietly. He walked to the lake.
Wisps of black smoke continuously flowed out of his mouth and into his nostrils. However, after a few seconds, the black smoke slowly faded and disappeared.
"God's Eye, watch me!" The swordsman shouted and jumped up from the ground. He slashed at Angele's upper body with his two swords. The white light covered the swords and the swordsman's attacks were fast and strong. The swordsman's swords turned into a ball of silver shadow that surrounded Angele's body.
Their bronze-colored muscles glistened under the light of the fire as they slowly circled each other.
Angele stopped using the illusions. He stepped forward and stabbed the swordsman with his sword.
The white light around his body started fading away. The man in front of him was spinning left and right and the swordsman was hitting his swords repeatedly. The swordsman's hands were getting heavier and heavier.
The middle-aged farmer looked at Angele calmly and glanced at the dead bodies around. "My name is Victor. I didn't expect to meet a big guy like you in a random crusade mission. I thought you were on vacation … "
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he could not make any sound.
The rest of the dead bodies were cut in half and their blood splashed on the ground.
Angele shook his head and did not want to waste any more time. Suddenly, blue light dots flashed in front of his eyes. He turned his head around and looked at the other side of the lake. There were more than ten silver shadows there, all covered in darkness. The swordsman in the front had a muscular body and was holding two swords of different lengths in his hands.
The swordsman with two swords took several steps back and hit the tree trunk on his back. He slowly sat down.
"They're here?" Angele muttered and glanced at the people around the campfire. Fra was still watching the wrestling match.
The swordsman's dark brown hair was messy and it seemed like he had not washed it for a long time. His clothes were tattered and his hands were covered with calluses.
"Let's end this!" Angele charged forward like a spinning top and hit the swordsman's right hand with the sword from the left. He then turned around and slashed the swordsman with the sword from the right.
"Ugh …" The swordsman groaned and shook his head. "I caught a cold … Fra, can you buy me some medicine from the potion master?"
* BAM *
The swordsman was kicked in the back and was blown away. He rolled several times on the grass and his body was covered with blood.
The swordsman stepped on the surface of the lake with his brown leather boots, but it seemed like he was not going to sink.
The swordsman with two swords was wearing a silver armor and there were several strands of brown hair under his helmet. He lowered his body and stared at the wizard in black who was slowly approaching them.
The crowd formed a circle and cheered from time to time.
* DANG *
"I can use the wizard power this time …" Angele chuckled and stepped into the wide lake.
The merchants of the caravan sat around the bonfire, eating the freshly baked black bread, grilled meat, and mushroom soup. Their faces were all glowing. Some of them finished their meals in advance and gathered together to drink and brag, while others invited their strong guards to wrestle and gamble.
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