The appearance of the Black Grail Knights stopped almost all the Sea Knights who were trying to chase after the intruder. The terrifying strength of these Black Grail Knights was on full display. One of the Sea Knights tried to attack, but the Black Grail Knight easily deflected the trident with a single move. He then turned sideways, and the spear in his hand, which was emitting a dark aura, directly pierced through the Sea Knight's armor.
The Sea Knight was nailed to the ground. The great pain made him scream out loud, but the Black Grail Knight did not say a word. He gave up on killing the Sea Knight. He let go of his spear and pulled out his sword and shield. The image of the Black Grail on the shield was the greatest insult and mockery to the Brittany Knights.
The undead horses spat out white smoke. The charging power of the three Black Grail Knights was comparable to that of hundreds of Sea Knights. The Sea Knights formed a formation of spears and clashed with the Black Grail Knights. Amidst the sound of metal cutting and the neighing of war horses, the Sea Knights shouted the holy name of Mannen and fearlessly rushed towards the Black Grail Knights.
In the first clash, more than a dozen Sea Knights fell off their horses, but the three Black Grail Knights were unharmed.
"Black Grail Knights." Duke Lauren was wearing a cross helmet and shining armor. He held the Lion's Spear in his hand. His face was as calm as water. "Come back, knights, come back. You are no match for them!"
"That's the Black Grail Knights?" Laing also raised the Mjolnir in his hand. He had fought a Black Grail Knight once, and he still remembered his name: Onore de Reis.
The Black Grail Knights in front of him were different from the ones in his memory. These Black Grail Knights' faces were covered in helmets, but they were not like Onore de Reis, whom Laing defeated. Even though Onore de Reis' body and soul had been desecrated, he still retained some of his characteristics. The three Black Grail Knights in front of him had completely lost their minds. They were like killing machines, harvesting the lives of the Sea Knights and the guards.
"That's right, that's the Black Holy Grail Knight! When I was attacking Muxilon, I once fought against a Black Holy Grail Knight. That curse-filled posture was the greatest blasphemy to a lady, but don't underestimate their strength. After being blasphemed and resurrected, they are even stronger than when they were alive! "Lauhn Leo Cornwall gripped his lance tightly and began to charge.
"Me too!" Laing pulled the reins of the pure-blooded elf warhorse, Grape, and charged forward. In the night wind and the smell of blood, he clashed with a black knight of the Holy Grail right in front of him.
"Ding!" The warhammer in Ryan's hand emitted a scorching heat in the air, knocking the black holy grail knight off his horse on the spot. The head of the warhammer collided with the shield with the image of the black holy grail, making the sound of metal being twisted.
Laing was already a Grand Knight of the Sanctuary-realm. His strike was enough to shatter the strongest steel, but the Black Grail Knight did not react at all after being knocked off his horse. It was as if he was dead — dead in the truest sense of the word. He was quiet all the time. He neither spoke nor felt pain. On the contrary, he was like a real veteran. He stood up and faced Laing directly.
From the corner of his eye, Laing noticed that Duke Bodrick and his son were working together to deal with a Black Grail Knight. Lauhn Leo Cornwall was also fighting with a Black Grail Knight. The Lion's Lance and the black lance in the hands of the Black Grail Knight were clashing. In the dark street and under the light of the light yellow magic lamp, Lauhn Leo Cornwall's face was filled with a fanaticism that Laing had never seen before. It was said that after meeting the Black Grail Knight, Duke Connet swore that he would destroy all the souls of the desecrated Grail Knights to repay the grace of the Lady.
But now it was Laing's turn to show off. He raised his war hammer and hit the shield of the Black Grail Knight in front of him continuously. Every hit was enough to deeply embed the Black Grail Knight's body into the ground.
After the Black Grail Knight's shield withstood three heavy hits from Laing in a row, the Black Grail Knight's black sword directly slashed towards Grape, who was Laing's mount. The pure-blooded Elf Warhorse raised its front hooves to avoid the attack. Its huge iron hooves stomped hard on the Black Grail Knight's Cross Dragon Wing Helmet. Then Laing raised Mjolnir, and the handle of the hammer released a psionic storm under his control.
The silver lightning drowned the Black Grail Knight in front of him. Then, Laing tried to attack the enemy in front of him with his war hammer again.
The Black Grail Knight did not stop. He stubbornly stood up in the lightning. The smell of burnt flesh and the sound of burning corpse oil was not hindered by the psionic storm. He turned over and stood up. His feet, which were wearing red and black iron boots, stomped on the ground, creating a big hole in the stone pavement.
Laing was shocked. He knew why the Black Grail Knight was so powerful.
After desecrating the remains and souls of the Black Grail Knights, the evil undead tried to eliminate their consciousness, turning them into pure killing machines. Then, through the immortalization of vampires, they cultivated them into super soldiers who would not feel fatigue, fear, or pain.
So, the Black Grail Knight was stronger than the ordinary Grail Knights!
But even so, under the continuous psionic storm, the Black Grail Knight and Laing fought back and forth for seven or eight times. The continuous confrontation gradually made Laing feel more confident in his heart. Out of concern for his mount, he jumped off his warhorse and forced the enemy in front of him to retreat.
His strength was firmly above the Black Grail Knight, but this did not mean that he would definitely win. What he was most worried about was that the Black Grail Knight had some special skills.
In many battles where the strong lost to the weak, a very important factor was the lack of understanding. The strong knew nothing about the weak. They did not know what special skills the other party had, and did not know what special skills the other party had. That was why they lost.
Therefore, a wizard's spellbook was a top secret. Wizards would only tell their spellbook to their closest relatives and trusted people.
Now, it was time to end the battle! Laing suddenly retracted his psionic storm. The huge amount of energy and heavy pressure dissipated in an instant. The Black Grail Knight who was fighting with Laing staggered and almost fell down.
Relying on his supreme martial arts and almost perfect body control, this black holy grail knight twisted his body at an incredible angle, getting rid of the fragile sense of balance brought about by weightlessness. He was hit by Ryan's attack for a short period of time. The only thing he could do was to defend himself as best he could.
The attack did not come from Laing's side. A blade releasing white holy light penetrated the Black Grail Knight's shoulder armor from the side. A passionate voice shouted, "Holy Light!"
Golden light illuminated the night sky, showing the signs on both sides of the street to the people who were fighting bravely. The Paladin Al Frey joined the battle from the side. He was holding a sword and a shield. The holy light on his sword drowned Laing and the Black Grail Knight together.
The pure light energy of the holy light finally hit the Black Grail Knight. The blade blessed by the God of Justice pierced through the black cursed armor, and a stream of black blood spurted out. The Black Grail Knight groaned. He ignored the damage to his body and turned around with his sword. Al Frey, who had raised his shield to block the attack, fell to the ground together with his shield. Then he continued to slash at Al Frey's shield, adding another sword mark.
Al Frey was sent flying by the fierce attack and fell directly into a bakery. The black bread fell from the counter and hit his head, making a heavy metal sound.
"Ah … Well, I wasted the food. My Lord, I atone for my sins." The Black Grail Knight's heavy attack made Al Frey temporarily lose his ability to fight. The Paladin tried to get up, but the pain in his organs made him spit out a mouthful of blood. "It's over. I can't move. Laing, it's all up to you!"
"Leave it to me!" Al Frey's efforts were not in vain. When the Black Grail Knight knocked Al Frey down, Laing's warhammer hit the Black Grail Knight's shoulder. The sound of bones breaking came one after another. When the Black Grail Knight used his shield to hit Laing's face, Laing immediately raised his warhammer to block and counterattack.
The handle of the warhammer was deeply embedded in the Black Grail Knight's cross helmet. Then the Nemesis was unsheathed, and the head with black blood was held in Laing's hand. "For the Lady! For Brittany! "
"For the Lady!"
Cries of victory soon came from all around. Bright red blood flowed from Lauen Leo Cornwall's forehead. There were several gaps in the plate armor on his body, but the Lion's Lance pierced through his enemy's head. Obviously, he had won.
The other Black Grail Knight slowly fell under the siege of Duke Bodrick, his son, and fifteen or sixteen Sea God Knights. There were at least a hundred wounds on his body. In order to kill this Black Grail Knight, Bodrick released the Wrath of Mannen three times. Half of the street had been destroyed.
"It's over." After confirming that the enemy was eliminated, Duke Bodrick, who was covered in wounds, shook his head and put away his Sea God Trident. "Mannen above, the infiltrator must be Muxilon's vampire, and it's very likely that it's Matthew Bard who calls himself Duke Muxilon."
"Only Matthew Bard and Lich King Akerman can command the Black Grail Knights." Lauen also put away his weapon and sighed. "Damn it, we've been fighting for a long time. The infiltrator probably escaped long ago."
"We've eliminated three Black Grail Knights. This is already a great harvest." Laing also put away his weapon. He looked around vigilantly and then shook his head. "You're right, Lord Lauen. The infiltrator should have escaped. Now that the whole city is in chaos, it's almost impossible to patrol. Let's settle the whole city first and check the guest list while we're at it."
"Okay." Bodrick, Duke of Bordero, was the angriest. The banquet he had carefully prepared turned out like this. It was the greatest shame for the duke. Feeling ashamed, Bodrick said to everyone, "Everyone has worked hard. Today's banquet has turned out like this. It's a shame for Bordero. We will give everyone an explanation. My court doctors will treat everyone's injuries. Bordero will also be responsible for paying the pensions for the dead."
The corpses of the three Black Grail Knights turned into ashes in front of everyone's eyes. Laing and other nobles searched for the infiltrator's whereabouts and left after finding no clues.
There were about twenty knights left to clean up the scene. They loudly ordered the serf soldiers and sergeants to clean up the scene and not let go of any possible traces.
The knights and nobles who attended the banquet today came from all the duchies in Brittany. They didn't know each other, so they volunteered to stay and clean up the scene.
After cleaning up for a while, a young knight scratched his head. He opened his kite helmet and complained, "Guys, it was a fierce battle. Damn it, the banquet was stopped halfway. I haven't eaten yet. I'm so hungry."
"Hey, brother, why didn't you eat at the banquet?" A Sea God Knight smiled and said, "Then leave this to us. Go back to the castle and look for food in the banquet hall. There must be enough food in the kitchen and bar."
"That's great. Thank you, brother." The knight thanked him again and again. He made a very standard Brittany knight's salute and slowly left.
The rest of the knights continued to clean up the scene.
The knight turned two streets and hid his body in the darkness. He took out the golden skull from his pocket. This skull had lost all its magic power because it had been used before. Therefore, the life-saving tool that Akerhan left for his godson had been destroyed.
Feeling the terrible energy and countless battle knowledge flowing back after the death of the three Black Grail Knights, Matthew Bard frowned. It wasn't that he couldn't accept losing three Black Grail Knights, but he couldn't accept that he didn't gain anything from Bordero this time.
Originally, as long as the fully armed black Holy Grail Knights barged into the banquet, how could the nobles, who were not wearing any armor or carrying any weapons, possibly resist? Except for Laing and Berchemund, the only ending for the other nobles was to be killed on the spot.
But in the end, he still failed. Failure didn't need an excuse. A failure was a failure. That was what his Godfather, Akerhan, taught him. Victory didn't need a reason, and defeat didn't need an excuse.
Let's return to Mu Xilong first. Ma Xiubad had witnessed Leon's strength in the battle just now. He understood the gap between him and Leon. Feeling the overflowing power in his body, he planned to return to Mu Xilong to cultivate and wait until he had completely absorbed all the power.
Relying on his flawless disguise, Matthew Bard smoothly left the city and headed to the meeting place he had agreed to meet Fiona.
… …
Within Bodlius Castle.
As soon as Laing returned to the castle, he saw a strange scene.
The Black Lady of Nur, Nur's Black Lady of Death, Supreme Magus of Amethyst Academy, Supreme Magus Elspeth von Drakken of the Empire's Amethyst Academy, and Nur's Champion, Theodore Bruckner, were standing in front of Suria and Emilia.
Laing took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He knew that Nur's people had come looking for him.
What would Emilia do?
What should he do?
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