Demon Hunter and His Hut

Chapter 441: Are you surprised or surprised?

Gao Wen raised the shield in his left hand and stood in front of his chest.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, there are a total of five knights, plus Lancelot.

Such a lineup, in the absence of Tier 4 extraordinary, is enough to sweep across Europe.

But there was no tension on Gawain's face.

It's not that his power is really strong enough to fight everyone present, it is Gawain's will and spirit that makes him not allow himself to bow his head under any circumstances.

Because he is a glorious knight.

Destined to shine in the world like the sun.

He stretched out his right hand and opened a hole in his palm, and red blood leaked from his palm. At the same time, the sun in the sky seemed to be attracted and actively gathered on Gawain's palm.

In an instant, a shining long sword appeared on Gawain's right hand.

The blood spread out, forming a special pattern wrapped around the sword.

"Compared with your weapon, the so-called Sun Sword in Bedwell's hand is just a stick."

As an opponent, Lancelot was also impressed by Gawain's demeanor at this time.

"Lam Mallok, the three of you and Bowes go after the other two."

Lancelot ordered.

He turned his head and glanced at Gerante, who was standing on the stone pillar, "Pay attention to the changes in space at all times, and don't let him find a chance to escape."

"No matter what happens, don't come near."

After making the decision just now, Lancelot was already on the string and had to send it out. If Gawain can't die here today, then everything about him will end here.

So he does not allow any possible failure.

To be honest, Lancelot didn't know the true strength of Gawain, but as the only inherited knight with his equal name.

Based on this alone, ordinary Knights of the Round Table are in danger of death at any time when facing Gawain.

In other circumstances, it was fine, but the Radiant Knight at noon had no bottom in his heart.

But he still wants to give it a try.

Try who is stronger between him and Gawain.

As the last trace of respect to kill this respectable opponent.

Lan Mallok nodded, staring at Gawain in the field, and gave the others a wink. Everyone slowly backed away until they were out of the range of Gawain's attack.

Then he discerned the direction, and rushed in the direction that Roger and Araham had just left.

Four heritage knights should be enough to deal with the other two enemies.

From beginning to end, Gawain didn't do anything, he just held his shield and sword, and looked at all this lightly until Lancelot cast his eyes on him again.

"Are you going to have a fair duel with me?"

Gao Wen looked up at the sun hanging in the sky.

"It doesn't seem fair to you."

"But I want to try, try to defeat you in the strongest form!"

Lancelot's silver hair was flying in the air, and although his words were light, his face was indomitable pride.

He awakened a rare dragonborn bloodline, even the lowest bloodline among them, but the nobility of the dragon was born.

Gawain shook his head.

"Lancelot, you are always like this, and nothing has changed for more than 100 years."

Reading the contempt in Gawain's eyes, this made the arrogant Lancelot unacceptable, and a soft noise came from his body. Lancelot's figure was elevated, and ice crystal-like scales appeared on the surface of his skin.

A pair of transparent horns drilled into the silver hair.

He raised his right hand, and at the same time, Gerante, who was standing in the distance, made the same movement, and the rhythm of the two was exactly the same.

There was a strange noise in the air, and when Lancelot's arm fell, there was already a wide long sword in his right hand made of ice crystals.

This weapon was more than three times wider than an ordinary long sword, and Lancelot stood on his chest, the width comparable to half a door.

The top of the blade is not symmetrical, and one side of it is condensed with thumb-sized ice crystals, which looks like a dragon scale being stripped and draped from a distance.

The name sword is more like a knife.

"Ready?"

Gawain retreated half a step and moved his center of gravity forward. At the moment of launching the attack, the gentleness on his face disappeared, and a frowning frown emerged from his body.

"Welcome to the greatness of light!"

A strange voice came from all directions around Lancelot. Lancelot looked around. Six identical shining knights surrounded him and attacked at the same time.

"Where the light shines, everything is nothingness!"

【Glory】

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Roger swallowed the pale blood that he had drawn into his body. His current strength was no better than in the past. After a period of research, he had found a way to temporarily store the pale blood in his body.

After doing all this, he turned around without hesitation and fled. Araham's roar came from behind, and then, a powerful breath exploded in the air.

Roger turned his head in a hurry, and Araham had once again transformed into the weird appearance he had when he was in Crescent City.

It's just that compared to the hastily fusion that day, what is erupting from Galahan at this time is the purest Tier 3 peak strength!

No, even stronger.

Humm!

The air was compressed, and Araham's wings gathered together. The whole person was like a whirlwind. The tip of the wings was a sharp awl. A shadow flashed in his eyes, and Araham had already appeared in front of his eyes!

Roger did not dodge like he did when facing Lan Mullok just now, his eyes flashed, and the ability of Quinn's Seal was running to the extreme.

He knows that the situation between himself and Araham is destined to be endless. This is an enemy that cannot be overcome. He must find out the real gap between the two sides.

If Araham couldn't resist even an ordinary shock, then there would be no way to talk about the next battle.

So he couldn't retreat with this blow.

And it must be blocked! !

Power was transmitted from the ground to the soles of the feet, and Roger twisted his waist and exerted strength. Even if he didn't have a weapon in his hands, he would have long since been the ordinary boy who came to the island.

His body is a weapon, and his arms are swords!

【Qianjun】

Roger roared, the muscles on his body bulged, he did not squeeze the energy from the pale blood, but completely relied on his body strengthened after the trial of dreams.

boom!

The two figures collided together, Araham pushed forward violently, flying over the ground, and Roger's body was pushed out more than ten meters away, dragging a long trace on the ground.

But at this time, there was no decadence in Roger's eyes, only a burning desire to fight.

"Compared to a few months ago, you are just a little taller, nothing else has changed?"

Roger stared at Araham's eyes and said lightly.

The mania and anger on Araham's face had long since disappeared.

His hatred for Roger is more derived from Roger's strength.

If Roger's strength exceeds him ~lightnovelpub.net~ and defeat him in a head-on battle, Araham is still relatively easy to accept.

But Roger stole his most precious things in the most opportunistic way when he was weakest.

This kind of grievance, wimpy, let him have nowhere to vent.

But at this time, Araham had calmed down.

He was surprised to find that a few months ago, the little bug that seemed to be easily crushed to death as long as he was a little serious, had grown incredible to the point where he was on an equal footing!

Roger let out a breath and grabbed one of Araham's wings with one hand.

"It doesn't look like you have become weaker."

"It's that I got stronger!"

"Is it a pleasant surprise?"

As he said, he hit Araham's face with a punch.