Chapter 212 023: Sharp Sword

  Compared with the wizards under the Wizard League, the structure of the dark wizards is relatively looser, but among them, there are still some large-scale and organized ones, of which the most famous are the three.

  Respectively: The Church of Truth, Death Worship, White Paradise Lost.

  And the triangular badge in front of me is the unique wizard badge of the Church of Truth.

  "Really the Church of Truth"

Before strangling the two dark wizards in the rear, Heath extracted the two corpses. From the extracted soul fragments, Heath could see that the witch seems to be related to the Church of Truth, so he just left it on purpose. Mindful.

  Heath frowned: "Why did these things come here? Is it a coincidence?"

  According to what he has learned recently, the active dark wizards on the Scarlet Battlefield should be relatively loose individuals, and there should be no such system as the Church of Truth.

   "Take it back for a trial!"

  Thinking for a while, Heath took out a soul bottle from the space pocket, and then performed a soul search technique on the witch's corpse. With the chant of the soul, the witch's soul was grabbed from the body by him.

  The soul that has just died is still well preserved, and she is conscious of everything. After seeing Heath, she immediately screamed: "What are you going to do!"

Heath did not have the habit of talking to the dead, so he simply stuffed it into a soul bottle and set a seal. Heath has also done a lot of research on the soul in the past ten years, and now he is quite familiar with the basic principles of sealing the soul. NS.

   Immediately, he went on to search the space pockets of the three of them, but unfortunately, there was not much wealth found in the pockets. There were only a few magic stones and materials, and the total amount was no more than tens of thousands of magic stones.

  Most of the black wizards are barrens, and most of the dark wizards are poor ghosts.

   "Huh!"

  I just closed the magic stone pocket, and suddenly, a gust of wind blew from a distance. The wind was not strong, but it was exceptionally cold, and there was a strange smell in it.

  Heath, who was sorting his magic stone pocket, suddenly changed his expression and stood up abruptly.

   "This feeling is"

  He quickly shouted at the Aaron Knight over there: "Captain Aaron, pack up, we must get out of here quickly!"

  The knights were still cheering for the rest of their lives, and they couldn't help being stunned when they heard Heath's order.

  Aaron Knight asked: "Master Wizard, what did you say? Let's leave? Now?"

  The buried place of the night is full of undead spirits who have been eroded and revived by the wraiths. Wasn't it because of this problem that they chose to camp on the spot?

  Heath said concisely: "The tide of resentful spirits is coming!"

  The gust of wind just now contained an unusually terrifying air of death, which seemed to be a call for the resentful spirits before the tide arrived.

"what!"

  Aaron Knight was taken aback.

  The scale of the resentful spirit tide has been personally experienced by the people present. Naturally, there is no need to introduce too much. Compared with the resentful spirit tide, the small-scale wandering resentful spirits in the forest are nothing at all.

   "Pull up the carriage and go! Go!"

"Hurry up!"

  The knights straightened the carriage, packed up their bags, and immediately lined up and set off.

  Heath himself rode a horse, and one horse took the lead in the front, with two knights in the middle of the carriage, and Aaron Knight leading several knights at the end.

   "Uh, uh."

   "Scare."

  After rushing out for a while, a team of more than a dozen skeletons, zombie pollutants, etc. appeared in front of him.

  The situation is in crisis, and Heath is too lazy to talk nonsense, holding the reins in one hand, pulling out the red devil, and slashing forward with a few swords, instantly sweeping these zombie skeletons to the ground.

   "Go!"

  The team continued to move forward without stopping.

  However, after driving out for a while, he soon encountered a wave of Wraiths, and this time the number increased to dozens.

  This team of Wraiths is still nothing to Heath. He continued to wield the Red Devils and quickly cleared a path, and the team rushed over after that.

  The same is true for the rest of the journey.

  Heath rushed to the forefront, and when the wraith team appeared, he swept the red devils to clean up the wraiths, led the team to break through, brandishing swords, breaking through, swinging swords, and breaking through.

  The number of wraith spirits has gradually increased, and his sword swing frequency has also become faster and faster.

  Heath had a faint feeling, he seemed to have grasped something, and he was infinitely close to the sharp arrow realm that Robert described to him. As long as he continued to increase the speed of his sword, he would definitely be able to make a breakthrough.

   But at this time, Heath’s sword-swing speed could no longer be increased, and it seemed that he had reached the bottleneck.

  Thinking about it, he decisively took out a lightweight cross sword from the space pocket and replaced the Red Devils. The heavy sword was a burden for the speed increase.

  Anyway, the resentful spirits encountered in front of him are only knight-level or so. According to his current strength, using the red devil to treat monsters of this level is basically the same as ordinary cross swords, and they are just spikes.

  As soon as he started with the lightweight cross sword, Heath was like an ascetic monk who untied the stones on his legs. The whole person suddenly felt loose, and the speed instantly increased a lot.

  But at this time.

   "Huh!" There was a gust of wind in the forest.

  The violent wind passed through those hideous holes in the trunk with teeth and claws, making a low sound of ‘uuuuuuu’.

  The sound is like a rallying call sounded on the battlefield. Shortly after the sound fell, the whole forest suddenly changed!

   "Crack! Click!"

   "Scared! Uh uh!"

   "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The sound of bones grinding teeth, the weird sound of air leakage pipes, all kinds of sounds suddenly sounded, accompanied by these sounds, the ground cracked one by one, and a group of dead spirits possessed by the resentful spirit climbed up from the ground. .

  In the Dead Soul River, hordes of wraiths walked out of it and flooded into this land of death.

   Looking around, the whole land has been given to the battle by the resentful spirits, densely packed and countless.

   "The Wraith! The Wraith is here! The Wraith is here!"

   "Oh my God!"

  There was a panic in the team. Seeing so many grievances, every knight was frightened.

  Heath quickly shouted: "Don't panic! Hold on! We can rush out!"

   "Martha, add ice armor to the knights."

   "Roval, Pete, prepare to use spell support."

   "Others, rush forward with me!"

   "Charge, charge!"

  After a series of orders were issued, Heath continued to rush forward. At this time, he simply jumped off the horse and rushed into the group of resentful spirits.

The golden cross sword slashed again and again, engulfing the power of the elements, and plunged into the group of wraith spirits. Under this powerful offensive, the wraith spirits were all torn apart wherever they passed, and their stumps and arms flew all over the sky. .

  However, a group of wraith spirits fell, and more wraith spirits came up again.

  They rushed towards Heath with their teeth and claws, trying to grab his arms, thighs, and climb up his back, trying to bite him, trying to drown him.

  In order for these wraith spirits to succeed, Heath could only wield the cross sword over and over again, sweeping to his arms, thighs, and around, cutting all the resenting spirits into pieces.

  The battle has entered the cycle of siege, behead, siege, and behead. The two sides seem to be in a stalemate.

  The number of wraith spirits is increasing, and Heath's sword swing frequency is getting faster and faster.

  There was even a series of dense sonic booms in the air, and the blade even left a trail of afterimages in the air.

  However, Heath is faster, and Wraith is faster.

  A sword shadow had just strangled a wraith spirit, and immediately there were three or five wraith spirits to fill the vacancy. Heath had just cleared the wraith spirit in front of him, and immediately there was a larger wave of wraith spirits pounced on, countless densely.

  Under this wave of offensive, Heath's sword speed gradually couldn't keep up with the frequency of the resentful spirit.

  More and more wraith spirits piled up in front of him, gradually forming an encirclement, and the sword light that Heath could explode became less and less, and the shining golden brilliance was slightly overwhelmed.

   Seeing that Heath was swallowed by the wraith spirit, the Aaron Knight and others in the rear were shocked.

   "Master Wizard!"

   "Quickly, support Master Wizard!"

  However, at this time, they have gathered no less than thousands of resentful spirits all over their bodies, and they are simply unable to protect themselves.

  At the same time, Heath, who was in the wraith group, was still doing his best to brandish the cross sword, attacking the wraith spirits surged up around him.

  ‘Is it the limit? ’

'Do not! ’

  ‘This speed is not fast enough, but even faster! Hurry up! ’

"quick!"

Accompanied by a low roar from the depths of the soul, suddenly, thousands of swordsmanship extracted before flashed in his mind one by one. In this moment, he suddenly realized what speed was and wanted to understand it. The essential.

  He raised the cross sword in his hand.

  Following his movements, he only heard a sound of "Bang!", as if the blade had pierced the wind.

  There was only one voice, but thousands of sword shadows appeared in the air at this moment.

   Holding this sword, holding these thousands of sword shadows.

  Heath suddenly pierced out with a sword!

  (End of this chapter)