"The castle is about to fall. Let's go find Lord Poria and leave this place immediately!"
Standing in front of him, Pral's expression was solemn. He pulled up Elwa, who had fallen to the ground, and quickly walked to the side as he spoke.
He was very fast, and with the strength of a peak Knight leading the way, coupled with the guards around him, he was practically unstoppable. No one could stop him.
Pral led his men to a piece of flat land, and then he stopped and looked ahead with a grave expression.
Heavy footsteps came from the corner in front of them, and the faint sound of armor and weapons rubbing against each other could be heard.
This was the sound of a large army advancing. A large number of warriors were coming forward, ready to stop them.
Pral had long since prepared himself for this outcome. Although his heart tightened, his expression was very calm. Silent, he looked ahead and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
Although the castle had fallen into chaos, Elwa was too big of a target, and it was enough for the enemy to stop him at all costs.
Under Pilar's watchful gaze, groups of elite warriors quickly moved forward, blocking the path ahead.
And in front of this group of warriors was Cadiz.
At this moment, the wounds all over his body had been roughly treated, and the blood on his body had dried up and been washed clean. Only the wounds all over his body remained.
"Lord Pral!"
He came to the front and saw Pral and Elwa standing in the distance. A smile appeared on his face, and he quickly walked forward.
"Cadiz …" The moment he saw the figure in front of him, Pral inwardly let out a sigh of relief. He lowered the sword in his hand slightly and prepared to walk forward.
Suddenly, a violent and intense feeling of danger welled up in his heart. He saw a flash of sword light in front of him, carrying with it a powerful force that even surpassed the range of a Knight.
"You!!!"
Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, feeling that violent force, Pral's expression changed abruptly, and he retreated fiercely.
A ray of sword light flashed by, and the power of faint white qi quickly slashed across his chest, leaving a wound there.
A drop of blood gradually dripped down, and Pral looked at this subordinate he was once incomparably familiar with with with disbelief. "Qi! Cadiz, you!! "
"Pular, I'm sorry!"
Cadiz didn't take the chance to pursue Pralar when he saw him like this. Instead, he appeared rather silent. "Surrender! By now, more than half of the knights in the castle have defected, and Count Boria himself is seriously injured and will die soon. "
"You have no more hope. Surrender now, and I guarantee you a baron's title and territory!"
"Dream on!!" 'The other party,' Pular replied without hesitation. His firm conviction didn't seem to waver in the slightest.
Looking at this scene, Cadiz sighed in his heart.
As Purar's former subordinate, he knew Purar very well.
He was usually stubborn, serious, conservative, and extremely harsh to his subordinates. These were his major shortcomings.
But as a traditional knight, his greatest strength was that he was loyal and wouldn't be easily swayed by others.
"Seems like … I can only fight against you."
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. Cadiz's expression was calm as he sighed slightly.
At this moment, between the two of them, a gust of wind from a sword suddenly lit up, flashing through the air and bringing along a ray of white light.
When he saw this ray of sword light, Pular subconsciously dodged to the side. However, his body couldn't keep up with the speed of the other party's sword, and a bloody hole appeared on his shoulder.
If not for the protection of his sturdy armor, this attack alone would have been enough to cripple one of his hands.
He only felt pain in his body, and before he could completely react, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was Cadiz. At this moment, he quickly arrived in front of Pular, the longsword in his hand quickly slashing out, fiercely rushing towards Pular.
The gust of wind from the sword whistled towards him, piercing his face and causing a terrifying sense of danger to arise in his heart.
Bang!!!
The sound of swords clashing rang out.
At this crucial moment, Pular quickly raised his right hand and raised the greatsword in his hand high up, blocking this attack.
At this moment, the sound of weapons clashing rang out continuously. Two figures quickly shuttled back and forth on the flat ground, constantly moving at an extremely fast speed.
After a short melee battle, a figure was directly sent flying with a muffled sound, smashing heavily into the ground.
In the next moment, Pular quickly stood up from the ground. His entire body was covered in sweat from the intense battle, and he now looked at Cadiz with an extremely grave expression.
By now, his condition was not very good. Not only was his face somewhat pale, but there were also a few wounds all over his body that were slowly bleeding.
The armor on his body had long since been completely shattered. Although it had helped him block the other party's attacks many times, his defense was now almost at its limit.
"Give up, Pular. You're not a match for me!"
Cadiz shook his head as he looked at Pular's current state. He did not choose to pursue him, and only continued to advise him from where he was.
However, in front of him, Pular slowly stood up, not paying any attention to his words at all.
Seeing this, Cadiz finally felt a little impatient. A hint of killing intent appeared in his eyes as he looked at Pular.
A slender longsword was raised high, chopping down heavily towards Pular's neck.
The biting cold wind from the sword attacked wildly, causing a dull pain when it blew on one's skin, as if being cut by a sword.
Feeling the power of this attack, Pular really wanted to dodge.
But after the previous battle, he now had no strength left in his body. Even though he felt the danger, his body could not keep up and dodge.
"It's over!!" Looking at Pular who was enveloped by his sword aura, Cadiz's expression was calm, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Bam!!!
A great force suddenly came from the sword, bringing with it a powerful rebounding force. The arm that held the sword trembled, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead, his gaze filled with shock.
In front of him, a young man had appeared out of nowhere. He stood there in Silence, holding a black longsword in his hand, looking at him in Silence.
Evidently, that attack just now had been blocked by him, forcibly dispersing Cadiz's sword aura.
"Adil!!"
Looking at the young man in front of them, two surprised voices rang out at the same time.
Behind him, a hint of joy flashed in Elwa and Pular's eyes at the same time.
"Adil, take Lord Elwa away immediately! I'll help you stop him! "
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