Chapter 86: I admit defeat!

Yafei's expression on her face was quite shocked. Her eyes were focused on the long sword in Zhang Yang's hand. As Rogani's princess, she had seen countless rare treasures at a glance that the sword was extraordinary. When she heard Eliza say the words "Raging of Thunder", her heart seemed to stop beating!

Roni and the little maids all felt the strange atmosphere in the field, which reminded them that the long sword taken out by the orc must have an extraordinary origin!

Holding the silver-white sword hilt with patterns, Lan Lie felt quite comfortable. He twitched gently, and with a crisp sound, the gorgeous light immediately reflected in everyone present.

"It's indeed 'Wrath of Thunder'!" Looking at the sword blade that showed its full appearance and was as dazzling as lightning, the beautiful female witch narrowed her beautiful eyes and murmured.

The body of the sword, which was about one meter long, was as blue as sea water, was faintly filled with the magic power of wind and thunder. Countless tiny electric jars jumped happily on the blade from time to time. It is undeniable that this is a sharp weapon, and a sharp weapon that blesses magic.

"My Day! It's really 'Wrath of Thunder'!" Dragon Knight Anton couldn't help but swear, and the surprise on his face began to turn into greed. What is 'Wrath of Thunder'? It's a genuine magical weapon, a weapon that Sargeras held when he was not yet fallen into the God of Darkness. At that time, Sargeras was honored as the "God of Titan", and correspondingly, the "Wrath of Thunder" in his hand was also called the Titan Sword.

In fact, after Sargeras became the god of darkness, this artifact that could drive lightning and storm also fell with the master. The Wrath of Thunder became the "Destroyer of All Realms" and disappeared as the master died in battle.

What is placed in front of everyone now is undoubtedly a fake. Yes, a fake made by Elonus, a master of dwarf weapons casting hundreds of years ago. The great enchantist of the human race, Anora, blessed the thunder magic for the sword. In addition, the crystal core of the wind dragon on the hilt is inlaid by Jadalad, the most famous jeweler in the elves.

Although such a fake "Thunder Wrath" created by three master-level figures cannot be compared with the authentic artifact-level products, it has reached the limit of mortal forging - the legendary weapon level!

For a knight, what else can be more important than having a legendary weapon!? Apart from the external aids brought by a powerful magic pet, only a handy weapon can increase its combat power. In the continent where strength is paramount, Akaska, a cool magic pet, a cool weapon, and a cool armor, possessing any of them can double the value of an ordinary person, thus attracting the envious eyes of countless people!

Lord Silro was very satisfied with the expressions of everyone present. Yes, if there are any shortcomings of the upright and honest Lord Silro, then there is only this small show-off that is not a bad habit! Lord Silro cannot bear the depression of holding the treasure without anyone paying attention to it. Yes, treasures like "Rage of Thunder" are to be taken out to make people envious. He is not afraid of someone making any decisions about him. Lord Silro's axe is idle and almost rusted.

"Take it, Marquis, as long as you defeat this guy who is in name only, I will give this sword to you as a gift!" Lord Silro smiled cunningly, deliberately increasing his tone on the word "send"!

Gift it, give it to him! Everyone present could not help but be surprised by Silro's generosity at first, but then everyone thought of this question: Is it possible to defeat the Dragon Knight with this legendary weapon? Maybe there is, but the chance must be very small! And because of this, this cunning orc made a promise!

So, almost everyone, including His Royal Highness, gave the Orc Prince a contemptuous look!

"Marquis Marquis would better take this sword!" Before Lan Lingshi could not help but speak: "Of course, if you insist on having your hands empty, I won't intervene..."

"Swoosh!" As soon as the last word "meaning" of the Dragon Knight fell, Lanlie's sword sheath had already shot in front of him.

In his busy schedule, the Dragon Knight Anton stretched out his spear and pushed away the scabbard. However, the sharp sword light flashed, and the Lanlei was already jumping high in the air, holding the "Wrath of Thunder" in both hands, slashing an extremely terrifying slash at him.

Since you want to fight, why are you polite? It’s better to attack first, but then you will suffer. Lan Lie has long understood this principle. Moreover, this Dragon Knight uncle also set an example for him at the beginning. Humph, you are the first day of the 1st year and I am the fifteenth day of the year, so no one can say that anyone is despicable!

"Good!" Prince Bemon Silro's eyes widened. The Marquis learned to buy it now, and learned the Dragon Knight's sneak attack! It's developed, and it's very sympathetic to Lord Silro's temper!

When! A deafening and crisp sound, Lanlie's "Wrath of Thunder" slashed hard on the dragon knight Anton's spear. The electric magic blessed by the sword was activated with the flow. With the sizzling sound, countless electric orphans transmitted into the spear!

The dragon knight Anton's face was calm, and he held the dragon spear in his hands to hold the other party's fierce slash. The electric magic on the sword did not have any effect on him, because the powerful blue fighting spirit had appeared around his body.

"Not bad!" In this case, Anton could still speak, and the dragon spear was sending it out, and the fighting spirit surged, immediately shocked Lanlie out.

Lanley was very surprised. His condescending slash was easily taken by the opponent, and it seemed that the opponent had not used all his strength yet. No wonder the opponent was called the No. 1 Dragon Knight in the Aikaska continent, and his strength was beyond his imagination.

"Check me a shot!" Dragon Knight Anton roared, suddenly rushed forward, and the blue dragon spear stabbed out quickly.

The blue fighting spirit flashed, and the space seemed to be affected and became distorted. Lanlie felt the terrifying destructive power contained in this gun, and his heart tightened. The "Rage of Thunder" in his hand was raised, and three swords slashed at the tip of the Dragon Spear spear in almost no particular order.

Dangdang, three crisp sounds in succession. Lanlie could not resist the opponent's strong fighting spirit. His body leaned back and fell to the ground. However, the dragon knight Anton only beat him slightly, and the dragon spear stabbed in murderous spirit.

Seeing Zhang Yang falling to the ground, the Dragon Knight Anton acted like he was killing him. Princess Yaphir and Eliza were shocked and blurted out, "Stop!"

The strong bullheaded man and the black warrior did not move, because they did not think their master would lose so easily! Lord Silro and the beautiful female witch were not in a hurry, because they knew that Anton had always been very sensible in taking action.

Silro dared to bet that Anton's last shot would eventually be frozen a few centimeters from the tip of the Marquis' nose, and then appreciate the other party's white face for a while, and after hearing the other party's admit defeat, Niu b flashed back the dragon spear! That's right, in the countless battles in which Anton bullyed the weak, this was done every time!

However, what happened next was a bit beyond Lord Silro's expectations. Just as his body was about to touch the ground, Lanley pressed the ground with lightning like lightning, and he actually bounced into the air again with the force. He held the "Wrath of Thunder" with both hands and slashed the Dragon Knight with all his strength.

When! This slash was still steadily taken by the Dragon Knight. No, no, the green fighting spirit on the Dragon Knight suddenly subsided, as if it was dispelled by something.

A strange red light flowed on Lanlie's sword, and correspondingly, a virtual image of a skull appeared on the Dragon Knight.

‘Weak and powerless’! Lord Silro and the female witch saw at a glance that the Dragon Knight Anton was weakened by the curse magic.

Teng, Teng, Teng! Dragon Knight Anton was forced to retreat several steps back, which shows that under the curse of "weakness", his power has been severely weakened!

Seeing this scene, Princess Yafir and Eliza were shocked. This result was obviously beyond their expectations! Could it be that Lanlie really has the strength to defeat the Dragon Knight?

The Black Warrior Harry had some idea. He remembered the first time he fought with Lanle. Yes, at that time he was suffering the same loss as the dragon knight in front of him! What exactly was it? Until now, the Black Warrior Harry had not figured out what the weak power contained in the master's sword was!? It was magic!? No! It was fighting spirit!? No, he has never heard of any kind of fighting spirit that can make people weak in their limbs and be slaughtered!

It was unfathomable! Looking at the Marquis who looked calm and could not see any clues, the black warrior showed a little fear on his face. He had been following the other party for a while, and from the beginning to now, he had been unable to figure out how many cards the other party had! The mysterious weak power, a magic pet that was even more terrifying than the dragon, was the magic scroll used to fight back the chaotic Nine-Headed Dragon! Suddenly, Harry felt that betraying the young master did not seem to be a wise thing.

In contrast, the strong man with a bullhead had a much simpler idea. He had never fought with Lanlie, but from several battles between the Marquis and the enemy, he could clearly draw a conclusion that this young Oriental man was a strong man! As for how strong he was, he could not guess! But there was one thing he knew, that was to follow this master, he was not too embarrassed to be his ancestors!

"Purification!" The Dragon Knight Andong said two words coldly, and a white light immediately emerged from his body, dispelling the skeleton marks.

"Sacred fighting spirit, oh! I can't kill you, Marquis, I wish you good luck!" Looking at the sacred light on the Dragon Knight's body, Lord Silro knew that this guy with good face had really gotten angry and had already taken out the seriousness of fighting with him.

He felt keenly that the fighting spirit on the Dragon Knight's body had changed from blue to white, and a sacred and stern oppression followed. Lan Lie made a quick decision and rushed forward, "Thunder Wrath" slashed at the other party ruthlessly.

The dragon knight stretched out his left hand, and a heraldic shield transformed from light was generated, while the dragon spear in his right hand swept across the thousands of troops in one move!

Bang! Lanlie shattered the light shield with a sword, but the dragon spear had also approached his body.

In this case, Lanlei did not retreat but advanced, and his body accelerated and crashed into the opponent's arms. Longing weapons was not conducive to melee combat. He used his own strengths and attacked his weaknesses.

Huh! Anton responded quickly, and his left hand appeared with a white light and punched Lanlie.

Lanlie swung his fist to meet him without showing any weakness. The two fists instantly collided with one place, and the red and white light shone at the two junctions. Then with a muffled sound, Lanlie was knocked away.

His body flipped in the air, and Lanlie knelt on one knee with his hands leaning on the "Rage of Thunder". His breathing seemed to be fast. Looking at the Dragon Knight who was still moving, the old god had to admit that there was still a considerable gap between him and this Dragon Knight uncle in terms of strength.

However, this does not mean that he will admit defeat! This "Thunder Wrath" is so easy to use, he decided to have a good conversation with the Dragon Knight!

However, at this time, the Dragon Knight said something that shocked everyone.

"I admit defeat!"

Accompanied by the sound of the Dragon Knight, the Dragon Knight Anton disappeared, and the Dragon Knight then returned to the side of the female witch.

What's wrong? Lanlie stood up, looking confused. If there was a real person to admit defeat, it should be him! Did this Dragon Knight uncle take the wrong medicine?

Yafei, Eliza and others were also confused. They didn't understand why the Dragon Knight, who had already gained the upper hand, had to give in!

Only the female witch Chris smiled with red lips. She had no other way to this alternative man who regarded reputation as nothing but shaking her head!

"You despicable guy!" Lord Silro let out an angry roar. After being stunned, he immediately realized the other party's sinister intentions.

Immediately afterwards, Lanlei, Yafei and others also understood the reason why the Dragon Knight admitted defeat, and they couldn't help but open their mouths and couldn't speak.

"Cute Silro, as promised in advance, Marquis Ranley will be the new owner of the 'Wrath of Thunder'. You have no objection to this!" Dragon Knight Anton asked in a teasing tone.

He paused for a moment, turned to Lanlie and smiled, "Congratulations, Lord Marquis, for getting such a treasure, that, for my help, can you lend me the "Wrath of Thunder" to play for two days!"

Khan! This Dragon Knight uncle is so different! Lanlie looked at the smiling Dragon Knight speechlessly, not knowing what to say for a moment!

"Anton, remember it for me. Our affairs are not over!" Lord Silro's gritted teeth and could not hide his heart's pain! Among the treasures he collected, there were only two legendary weapons like "Wrath of Thunder". Now he would give someone a free hand, how could he not feel heartbroken!
Chapter completed!