Chapter 716 Mission Knight Part 3

Chapter 71⑦·Knight 3

Foreword:

It seems that pain is originally the sister of joy. If we are happy too early, we will become extremely happy and sad.

[Part ① · Wildebeest Knight]

"Horcrux No. 2 has appeared."

Exciting news came from the temporary headquarters.

Qi Ji: "What is its specific form? What about the preliminary assessment of psychic disasters and the results of elemental analysis? Can Ms. White Snake catch this new enemy?"

Mole Girl nervously held up the compilation form and held the three receiving bells from the fifth group of the Scout Corps under her chin. While distinguishing the ringtone information, she compared the Roman pronunciation of the translation form and wrote them one by one on the tablet.

"Its spiritual disaster index is similar to the No. 1 Horcrux Frostfire Giant, and the core area of ​​the spiritual disaster remains at three to four times the sextant standard."

"It should be a pure creature from the underworld. Judging from its shape, it is a heavy-armored cavalry covered in iron-nickel core lath armor and riding a wildebeest creature."

"The mount is similar to a white-tailed wildebeest. There are four large horns on the animal's head, and the horn spines are slanted outward, and the size is more than 70 centimeters."

"The Scout Corps can confirm that Horcrux No. 2 does not have the ability to fly, but has some ability to wade through water. The wildebeest knight entered the shoal from the sewer system at the mouth of the embankment, and galloped on the sea level - together with the White Snake Lady and the heroic spirit Charlie... Knight got involved."

"The last question from the Commander-in-Chief, can Ms. White Snake catch him?"

"The latest battle report is here."

Si Yao's Shop near Huacheng Bay Pier, a nearly four-kilometer road from the streets in the east of the city to Huakang Beach, has become a devastated ruin.

The father of the Horcrux is the descendant of the Frostfire Giant, and Ashue's psychic hail cannot cause much damage to him.

Relying on the help of [Timeline] and the possession of heroic spirits, Dulan fought side by side with Ms. Xia Li, always maintaining a flying state with the scaled wings of the Pixie. She had to constantly adjust her flying attitude in the frosty cold current to avoid the rain. Deadly hail the size of footballs in the snow.

Teacher Xia Li focused on the offensive side, using the spiritual power of [Curtain of Darkness] again and again to try to open the death door of the No. 1 Horcrux.

The Horcrux father followed Duran all the way on the ground. No matter what, he could not learn to fly. Facing Charlie Knight's psychic bombardment and the shining sparks that burst out from the psychic armed magic furnace from time to time, this crawling The giants on the ground could only be beaten unilaterally.

The scene of a battle between gods and gods was seen in the eyes of Si Yao's officers and soldiers in Dongma Port. They would never dare to step out of their mansion. From time to time, rays and fire burst out from the streets of the Bay Area, hail fell from the sky, and giants ran on the ground - where was this place? What about battles in which mortals can participate?

"I can't break this hard bone, little sister." Ms. Xia Li's purple-blue spirit floated next to Dulan: "Is your mental state okay?"

On the one hand, Dulan controlled the spiritual body armament of [Curtain of Darkness]. The scale wings transformed from these broken spiritual bodies required the user's strong will to control. On the other hand, the white snake bit her neck tightly, trying to destroy the clouds near the earth. She could clearly see the path of the falling hailstones, and she had almost no time to rest, like catkins swaying in a violent storm.

"It's still early!" Dulan responded casually, found her inner pocket from her robe, and drank the chocolate mixed with VIP essence as MP potion. As soon as she felt a little tired, she would immediately eat candy to stay alive.

Although there is no way to reproduce the magical powers of these VIPs, the physique of the blood-granting monster can directly transform human flesh into real-time combat power. Carnivores can eat whatever they want to replenish themselves - the alchemical base material contains VIP's flesh and blood, so these chocolate candies with soul power can also be turned into pure psychic tonics for use.

Right now, right now -

——A shining spark accurately shattered the white copper cane of the Horcrux father and struck the dazzling chicken blood hibiscus stone.

The dust crystal turned into a high-energy jet and hit the violent and brave red stone. This multi-sided and multi-faceted crystal immediately turned into an energy refraction device, bursting out thirty-two beams of bright red light, which almost instantly destroyed the Horcrux father. Cut into pieces!

"Is this its death door?!" Dulan looked at the sky, turned his head and caught a glimpse of this scene, applauding Teacher Xia Li's unique skills: "Your spells are amazing!"

"No" Xia Li said with a solemn expression, "I'm afraid it's not enough."

Duran: "Not enough!?"

The red stone on the white copper cane exploded along with the dust crystal jet——

——The air wave caused by the explosion instantly cleared the drifting snow on the coastal streets and some shallow areas, and shattered the hail that was about to fall in the air. This gave Duran, who was swaying in the wind, to stabilize his body for two or three seconds. Breathing time.

The incarnation Die Lai, who is rich in essence and strong in body, may not be able to catch the hot dust crystal flames and super-pressure air waves, but Fret's Horcrux is not completely dead yet!

This frost fire giant's physique was terrifyingly strong, his hair was completely burned, his body was cut into several pieces by the jet of dust crystals, the pieces of flesh were stuck to each other, and his clothes were torn to pieces and blown away in the explosion. As a result, the giant's descendant was super strong. The vitality and fire resistance of the sword protected the blood-forming organs, and the scattered and cracked texture was forcibly grown back.

"It's always just a breath away! It's always just a little bit closer!" Teacher Xia Li had veins popping out on her forehead and was already starting to get a little impatient: "Its cane is not the support of the Horcrux. It is just a decoration and must be destroyed at the same time. The sixteen pyroxenes on its chest must cause a wound of at least thirty-seven centimeters in an instant, and it would be even better if it is a penetrating wound."

Charlie Knight's unique skill can at most create a jet of dust crystals as thick as a fist, which can penetrate the heart of the Horcrux father, but there is no way to destroy so many pyroxene targets at the same time - the moment the shining spark ends, these pyroxene... The stone objects will slowly grow back together with the giant's essence.

The wildebeest knights rushing into the battlefield from the mouth of the embankment brought them new troubles.

The father of the Horcrux was unable to cause any harm to Duran, who was flying freely in the air, but when the fully armed wildebeest cavalry used water walking and galloped through the turbulent waves——

--Sudden! A cold arrow breaks through the wind from the waves!

Dulan shuddered all over, and almost [Timeline] turned into a little white snake, biting her neck and twisting her head.

The arrow was accompanied by a strong spirit essence. This magnetic storm air lifted off Dulan's face, opened the collar and shoulder fabric of the rare robe, and gnawed open Ms. Dulan's skin, sending part of her cheekbones and flesh flying away. Go far away.

The excruciating pain made Duran grit his teeth and buckle down. He turned back to take a closer look at the movements of the wildebeest knight. He had completely hid in the wave, and rode the wildebeest for more than two hundred meters to the deep water.

"That's another Horcrux." Charlie saw something strange in it: "According to legend, Wood Plaque traveled to the countries of the Western Continent and used pig iron to make bows and arrows to test the strength of his students - Fred Caesar was his adopted son. This bow is the second Horcrux."

"Teacher Xia Li! Your spiritual body weapon cannot block this arrow." Duran activated his scale wings and flew low towards the city.

"Of course! That is the relic of the saint Wood Plaque. The people of the Western Continent of Shambhala regard it as the artifact chosen by the God of Fertility. Before this old man became the think tank staff of Ao Ruomingde, he was also very skilled in bow and arrow. A warrior—how can a helpless spirit like me be able to stop him?"

Dulan asked anxiously: "What should we do?!"

"Fly to the city! Let's keep close to the ground! The little guys of the Dragoons will find a way!" Charlie Knight scolded: "We have to hold on until Wood Plack comes to support! His own relics, he wants to own them Come and solve it!”

[Part②·Hunting Season]

At this moment, Flavia could not move at all.

Compared to the white snake flying freely in the sky, the black snake can hardly help in this fight——

Almost as soon as the battle began, she returned to her familiar post, back to the wartime logistics supply line, and back to the front line of the security battle during the expedition.

There are nearly 300 households on the two main roads in the north and south of Huachengwan Street. There is a private school, a university mansion, and 16 large and small food shops and teahouses.

Most of the civilians who still had the strength to escape found a way out under the guidance of the dragoon scouts and cleared a clean combat environment in advance. The Lingyun team can ambush the Wings of Light at the Huachengwan Market, but also depends on this environment - otherwise these rural gentlemen and tribesmen will randomly grab civilians to ask a few words, or hold them in their hands as hostages, and the conditions for the ambush will become complicated. stand up.

The weak who don't have the strength to escape will have to stay in this hell on earth, waiting and praying for the gods to leave soon.

——This is also the reason why Flavia cannot move.

She arrived at Boyang Nursing Center four minutes ago and wanted to evacuate the civilians here.

This building is very old. It is an entertainment place used by many people in Huachengwan Market to house the elderly. Grandparents can play cards and drink tea here. Occasionally, they can take a lunch break in the teahouse on the second floor and gather in the lobby on the first floor to listen to a play.

In the morning, the theater troupe received news of the war on the beach. The squad leader and several leading martial arts students ran the fastest. Other elderly people who had family members to help them were also taken to the west of the city for refuge by their families.

What about the few disabled elderly people who are left with their children and grandchildren and no one to rely on? They couldn't get out of this building, and were trapped in this warm coffin by hail, gathered together with several Pond's grandchildren, "invisible orphans" who had no father's love or mother's love.

Flavia was squatting in the lobby on the first floor, holding up the huge caisson ceiling on her head——

——The explosion of dust crystals that came from the seaside street just now triggered a small earthquake, causing the ceiling of this old house to collapse, almost hitting these old people.

Flavia called out [Fairy Tale Kingdom], and together with the feathered snake spirit body, they supported the wooden frame of the caisson and opened a way out.

She could only remain motionless and unable to say anything, hoping that the elderly people in the lobby could quickly crawl away with their grandchildren.

The child was so frightened that he could only cry. The grandmother, who was the fastest crawler, hugged her grandson. Her right leg was not very flexible and she was panting while crawling on her short body. Seeing Flavia's embarrassed expression with gnashing teeth, she could only smile in return.

“There are still many good people in the world.”

"Girl, do you have a husband?"

"Here."

Flavia responded in a low voice: "Please, old lady, leave quickly! No blind date! I have no shortage of partners."

Seeing that several elderly people had climbed out, Flavia was about to put down the caisson and escape. Grandpa No. 1, who had a shining white beard, patted his thigh and roared in annoyance.

"Grandson! Where is my grandson?! Where is my grandson!"

It seemed that he was suffering from the onset of Alzheimer's disease. He was too preoccupied with escaping for his life and forgot his precious grandson in the tea room.

Flavia did not dare to move. The ceiling collapsed first, and the skeleton of the old building would also collapse. If it was not placed properly, the whole building would be destroyed at this moment. If it was buried inside, Dongma Port Fire Department Director Yao Yao Judging from the efficiency of the officers and soldiers in the shop, when rescue comes, it will be a desperate situation.

No matter how much the old man yelled, his little grandson just wouldn't answer.

Flavia didn't dare to let go, so she could only waste her energy and her spirit body became weaker and weaker.

"Old man! Are you sure you have a grandson? Doesn't he have Alzheimer's disease?!"

Black Snake's evil thoughts wanted Flavia to scold him a few times, so that the stupid old man would wake up from the scolding.

"Yes! He has a grandson! He should be hiding in the attic and not coming down with us." The old lady who escaped early was still patting her grandson's back to calm the little baby: "Are you scared? He must have been too frightened to move."

"Oh my God!" Flavia rolled her eyes.

But God didn't respond to her——

——The people who responded to her were the three soldiers of the seventh group of scouts of the Dragoon Regiment.

Two young men came in from the violent hail outside. One of them crossed the kitchen room and walked a few steps to the lobby. When they saw the damaged ceiling, they froze for a moment, as if they were frightened.

The soldier who broke in through the window on the second floor also had a frightened expression. His face was pale with fright from the bad weather outside, and he seemed to have had a brush with death. He had just escaped the deadly rain and snow and stepped on the shaky indoor floor. Not sure, he muttered in a low voice: "It won't collapse, right? It's a bit scary."

The leader of the seventh group poked his head down from a hole in the roof, observed clearly the indoor environment and slowly hung upside down to the beam, and quickly got down to the ground with dexterity - they were not here to rescue Flavia and the civilians, this was not their duty. The evacuation should have been completed before the war started.

These little knights received orders from the temporary headquarters to respond to Wood Plunk and create attack conditions around the VIP's route. They must try to find the death door of Horcrux One in the city and completely defeat Horcrux Two.

Flavia: "Help! Dragoon!"

With just this call, the young leader of the scout team glanced in the direction of the tea room. Without saying a word, like walking on a tightrope, he jumped over two railings and rushed into the attic, catching an eight or nine-year-old boy hiding in the closet. , threw it from the attic to the second floor, and then the brothers on the second floor threw it to the first floor.

In the end, the brothers on the first floor sent the child out of the door, which only delayed the fight for twelve seconds.

"BS (Black Snake)! Get out of here! In less than half a minute, this tactical point is about to collapse." The leader of the dragoon team shouted sternly, with a tense and harsh tone that could not be tolerated. The slightest mistake: "Take the civilians and leave quickly."

Flavia removed the heavy caisson floor slabs, causing the entire house to tilt toward the street. She quickly retreated outside.

The three scouts who stayed in the house did not rush to leave. They almost risked their lives to occupy the high point and constantly observed the enemy situation on the street.

There was an explosion from the kitchen on the first floor. It was the standard defensive grenade of the Dragoon Regiment that broke the base of the beams and columns, turning this precarious building into a weapon of the regiment.

There was a high-frequency noise like a hummingbird flapping its wings outside the house. It was the whistling sound left by Duran as he flew by at low altitude.

At the same time, the three-story old building overturned and collapsed toward the street. More than ten tons of basic building materials became an unbearable weight for the heirs of the giant.

The three scouts of the Dragoon Regiment jumped back and forth between the collapsed and deformed beams, found a high point and crawled out of the ruins, still ringing the bell continuously, making qualitative analysis and judging the enemy's injuries, and detecting souls in the smoke and ashes. Dad Qi's head, and then the giant burst out of the ground - they were like birds, frightened away by this amazing momentum, and they left as quickly as they came.

Flavia led the civilians across two narrow alleys early. When she raised her head, she could see the figures of the soldiers climbing over the walls. There are at least six groups of scouts on the streets and alleys doing their best to deal with this mythical unit in various ways.

When she reached a fork in the road, Flavia saw a scout soldier on the wire tower who was trimming wires and silently arranging an attack. He held a survival knife and pliers and bit the gun handle with his mouth, ready to switch hands for emergency shooting at any time. .

The sudden enchanting purple light almost blinded Flavia's eyes.

Those were the powerful bows and arrows from the wildebeest knights. One side of this fork in the road went to the coast. The terrain gradually became lower and the field of vision was very wide. Naturally, it became the sniper target of the wildebeest knights.

This arrow penetrated the little warrior's stomach, made a deep round pit, and broke his spine——

——He didn’t cry out about the pain, but his legs lost the command of their nerve centers. The steel beams that were tightly clamped on the power tower were about to fall towards the road.

"No! -" Flavia screamed, but she couldn't help at all.

The little soldier did not fall. Instead, he held the pliers, hung his right arm on the tower beam, cut four thick cables, and then calmly changed his hands to completely cut off the wires.

After doing these things, he seemed to have lost part of his strength, and his lower body was paralyzed, causing his body to lose balance. Judging from the badge on the collar of the regiment, he was a veteran who had won the Bauhinia Medal, but he was only in his early twenties.

Biting open the plastic bag of panacea from the interlayer of the collar badge, his colorful intestines fluttered messily in the wind for a while, then was pulled by the power of regeneration and slowly returned to his stomach.

At the same time, the Horcrux father who was chasing after Du Lan had just rushed out of the intersection and was hit by the four cables. Sparks erupted from his body and he froze in place unable to move.

Before the wildebeest knight could fire the second arrow, the warrior quickly slid down the tower like a dexterous ape, calling five groups of two scouts to move together. A new bell had come, and new orders needed to be executed.

Flavia was stunned——

——But reality cannot tolerate her being in a daze.

The scout leader who had just run out for about 20 meters turned around on the spot, as if the message sent to the headquarters had received a response, and the location of the black snake was reported back in real time.

"The headquarters said to take her with us." The scout leader had just finished speaking.

Flavia asked two soldiers to carry her horizontally and found a small path to the dry goods market in the hail, rain and snow.

When rushing out of the intersection, Wood Prak had been waiting for a long time according to Qi Ji's instructions.

"The situation is not optimistic. How many strange things did my unfilial son find in his hometown?"

"Each group has different degrees of casualties." The scout leader responded: "Pain is originally the sister of joy. If we are too happy too early, we will be overjoyed. The next decapitation procedure will be handed over to you."