Most of the knights who were shot by Su Changxing and fell to the ground did not die. Even if they were hit on the head, with their vitality, they would not die immediately.

The strength of these knights is generally between the seventh and sixth ranks, and most of them don't have any special abilities. They only have pure strength and speed, and unimaginable toughness.

Cui Jia's strength is at the sixth level at most, even if he is strong, he will not be much stronger than these knights, but the number of these knights is several times that of them.

The odds of winning this battle are low.

If there were only the two of them, they would definitely find a way to avoid it, but with one more Robin, there will be some variables that cannot be calculated.

Su Changxing put on another magazine, emptied it again within two seconds, and several knights fell to the ground under the bullets.

But this kind of damage is small compared to a hundred knights, and it will not weaken the pressure on Su Changxing and the others. On the contrary, it will make these knights even crazier and more aggressive.

Cui Jia rushed up without hesitation, and was still so fearless.

Su Changxing felt that it was a pity that a person like him died like this. At least he couldn't die here. His journey has not been finished yet, and he should go to the end.

Everyone has their own value, and everyone has their own mission. The mission is destined, and it is destined to fall on the shoulders at a certain moment. There is no way to avoid it, but to escape.

When you choose to escape, you are no longer you, but another self, another self among countless ego.

The bullet was empty.

Su Changxing raised his head, put down the gun in his hand, clasped his hands together, and formed an inverted triangle shape. From the darkness, a huge phantom formed behind him, carrying a sickle, wearing a cloak, bent and half kneeling on the ground.

It seemed like it was going to fall, but it wasn't there yet.

He whispered a large amount of red mist, floating in the air, like a gust of mist blown by the wind, covering them, the mist has a wonderful smell, it is sweet.

The more beautiful the more dangerous.

Following Su Changxing's low voice, light lit up in the mist, and he slowly opened his eyes wide, "Curse, blood kill!"

In an instant, like fireworks, a large number of blood sprays exploded in the mist, and shot out from the gaps in the armor. There were painful sounds, and the knights fell to the ground one after another.

Robin was right. This spell was indeed specifically designed to deal with knights. It was not mainly for physical harm, but for destroying their beliefs. It could gradually distort their beliefs. When their beliefs collapsed, their strength also collapsed.

A phantom of one eye appeared in the red mist, reflecting the stars, reflecting the deep darkness, reflecting the distorted spirit, all the distorted spirit isolated in the depths of his soul was released.

The essence of this spell is to use one's own spirit to influence the spirit of others.

The stronger one's own spirit is, the more powerful the spell will be.

Su Changxing never knew exactly how powerful his spirit was, but because his strength was no longer able to bear such a huge spirit, he had to forcibly block a part of it.

Probably when his beliefs spread throughout the Wodan Empire, his spirit should have reached the level of gods, or the demigods of this world.

The nature of power is ever-changing, and the spirit itself is also a kind of power. When his spirit reaches the level of a god, he has the same power as a god, but he cannot control it.

In a very short period of time, more than half of the knights fell down in the **** killing, struggling constantly, their bodies were bleeding, and their vitality was rapidly draining.

Su Changxing half-kneeled on the ground, motionless, the rot on his feet continued to spread upwards, this body really resisted the power from the darkness, the stronger the power, the closer it was to destruction.

This is so similar to the essence of Extraordinary.

"Boy with a broken leg, you still know how to do this. Are you a magician?" Robin shouted in surprise. He didn't expect Su Changxing to walk out, and he had never seen him use any spells before.

You know, blood killing is considered an advanced spell among spells, and it can't be mastered in ten or eight years.

Every time this spell is used, it will damage its own lifespan. The stronger the power displayed, the more lifespan it will be damaged.

Many conjurers often die unknowingly during battles. The conjuration itself is a kind of curse. Cursing the enemy is also cursing oneself.

The ability of the conjurer is to keep the balance tilted.

Taking advantage of these knights being disturbed by spells, Cui Jia also became more and more courageous as he fought. He rampaged through the crowd. He could break through armor and cut off his body with a single blow. He didn't have too delicate skills, and most of them used wounds for wounds. . what

In just over ten seconds, more than a dozen people died in his hands. Every second, his strength is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Killing an enemy will allow him to gain additional strength, constantly stimulating the blood of the Titans , can also make him stronger.

The two complement each other, making him completely in the extreme excitement.

When the other knights slowed down, the battle became difficult again. Wounds appeared on his body, and the blue armor was overwhelmed and shattered, falling to the ground piece by piece.

"Blood kill!"

Su Changxing stood up on the ground and cast the spell again. The blood-red mist rolled in the dusk, and bright flowers bloomed.

This time the incantation was a fatal blow, only a dozen of them could stand.

These are also the most powerful dozen or so knights. They forcibly withstood Su Changxing's two spells. , was beaten back steadily, and fell to the ground one by one.

In the twilight of blood, Cui Jia executed the last person. There were more than a dozen large and small wounds all over his body, and a long sword pierced through his chest.

But he still didn't fall down, he pulled out the long sword from his chest with his hand abruptly, and threw it on the ground with a crisp sound, only a slight pain.

"It has to be you, Su Changxing, who took care of them easily." Cui Jia looked back, his eyes trembling uncontrollably.

I saw that not only were Su Changxing's legs skeletons, but his hands also had no trace of flesh and blood. Most of the flesh and blood of his whole body had disappeared.

Robin looked at him and said, "Boy with a broken leg, now that your hands are gone, you are really cruel to yourself, just like I was back then."

Su Changxing took a deep breath: "I didn't expect to be like this either. I'm not as cruel as you. After all, you are active and I am passive."

"Is there a difference?" Robin did not agree with Su Changxing's statement.

Su Changxing nodded and said affirmatively: "Of course there is a difference. After all, I am not a warrior."

There was an implication in these words, but Robin didn't care, and said with a headache: "It seems that the guy won't come out for a while, we have to find him."

Su Changxing asked back, "Could it be that you can't detect his position?"

Robin sighed and said: "I can't notice it, he is still a demigod no matter what, even if he is not as good as me in fighting, he is still far better than me in other aspects."

"If he really wants to hide, I'm afraid I will never be able to find him."

Su Changxing was silent for a long time, and then said: "But you will die one day, so his best countermeasure is not to hide, just wait for you to die."

"Except for you, no one else in this world can pose any threat to him."

Robin said heartily: "That's not all like this. You are the opportunity. He won't let you out. He will definitely bring the world back to its original state."

is that so?

Su Changxing felt that something was wrong, would Valkyrie lie?

Maybe.

But that shouldn't be the point. The point is that even if the demigod doesn't make a move, then the knights shouldn't be the only ones who are right.

The most important thing they should do now is not to move forward, but to find Angelo's last seal point, and to exchange the collected souls for the power of the gods.

The sealing point is in the front left, and it is obvious that there is a tall building with a dome over there, and a flag is flying above it.

Following this direction, they continued to walk forward, and what they encountered were not knights, but corpses. Each corpse had more than a dozen tiny knife marks, which seemed not fatal but let these knights die.

After Su Changxing squatted down to check, he found that the small knife marks had penetrated his body, which was equivalent to a bullet in the shape of a knife, leaving people riddled with holes.

"These wounds look familiar." Cui Jia said thoughtfully, "It's very similar to the wounds caused by the ghost we met in the sewer."

Su Changxing nodded in agreement: "It's indeed a bit similar. Could there be similar creatures here?"

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As the promenade continued to move forward, there were more and more corpses on the ground, and the scene of the same death became more and more tragic.

There were even two huge knights, whose bodies fell to the ground and separated, and their blood pooled into a pool of spring water.

There are more and more corpses, at least thousands of knights died here, including some other people, including nobles in gorgeous costumes and servants in plain clothes.

It's like a massacre.

When they reached the entrance of the dome building, the corpses had already piled up into a mountain, and the heads of many knights wearing feathers fell among them.

"This place has become a meat grinder." Robin said calmly, as if he was no longer surprised by such a scene.

Faint shouts of killing came, a figure in blue armor squatted on top of the pile of corpses, one leg was broken, a large hole was opened in the abdomen, and many **** parts were seen, the gears were turning .

"It's her!" Cui Jia took a breath, "Did she kill so many by herself?"

It was the maid they met before. Most of the armor on her body was broken. Feeling their arrival, she slowly looked back and saw that it had been broken, revealing a hideous face. Her facial features were already distorted, and it was Made of steel.

"You are here."

The maid said softly, as if she had anticipated their arrival, she jumped forward on the pile of corpses, threw a knight down, and split his body with two knives.

There were still some remaining knights who were so frightened by her that they retreated again and again, their wills were shaken, and they didn't even have the courage to continue fighting.

"Are you from Angelo?" Su Changxing responded.

The maid didn't speak, and continued to run forward with a limp, attacking the knight in front.

"Horse-faced boy, come on." Robin urged, "Don't rest."