Quirek's mood fluctuated more and more violently.

The veins clenched in the fist were shaking slightly.

He suddenly regretted his impulse. In Quirek's opinion, if he hadn't conveyed the message to Baixiong Town, the fleet that went out to sea would not have been damaged. In this way, NetStone City would not have given up support to Oyster City because of its weakness exposed.

When self-criticism is enough to trample on one's own personality and dignity, this guilt will turn into external anger.

"It's all White Bear Town!"

Quelek suddenly had a hideous face.

"All the extraordinary people on the city walls, go down to the city wall and smash the siege car!"

Quirek suddenly gave an order, his tone with an irrational madness.

"Mr. Quirek, this..."

A junior knight showed a look of obvious resistance on his face: "This seems too dangerous..."

"Danger?"

Quirek turned his head and glanced at the junior knight, then pulled the cross sword out of the sheath: "Can a few iron lumps scare you too? Relax, guys..."

The darkness in Quirek's eyes became heavier and heavier.

For a moment, the two intermediate knights and four junior knights on the top of the city wall looked at each other, and they all took the order and jumped down the ten-meter-high city wall.

"broken!"

The six knights who fell to the ground slashed violently at the siege car.

They waved the long sword in their hands, and the surface contained fighting spirit.

Everyone's movements were very fast, and they all wanted to deal with these siege cars as soon as possible. Otherwise, the enemy's extraordinary people would appear and they might die outside the city gate.

bite!

However, when the long sword was connected to the surface of the siege car, it did not directly break as they expected, but there was a gap on the surface.

"What material is this siege car?!"

Quirek, including the several knights who attacked the city car below, were puzzled.

"not good!"

Just as several knights continued to slash the surface of the siege car, two figures suddenly jumped out of the troops in the distance. One of them looked like a human figure, covered in metallic luster, with sharp thorns on his elbows and knees, and a slender tail on his waist.

In addition, a strong man holding an iron rod roared and strided forward, and the power of yellow elements appeared beside him.

"Lord Quirek, the enemy's extraordinary person is here, we ask to return to the city!"

An intermediate knight shouted in panic at Quirek on the top of the city.

The other knights were also a little slower in their hands. They looked up at the city wall with a pleading look in their eyes.

"Bad! Coward!"

Quirek suddenly roared.

If these guys return to the city, the city wall will completely collapse in a few minutes.

At that time, the vast crowds of soldiers opposite will violently enter the Oyster City behind you with firm steps.

Querek bit his teeth, held the cross sword in his hand, and jumped down from the head of the city himself.

"Die, invader!"

Quirek's body was so fast that he rushed towards Bandelun and Benduyin in the distance.

"Is this the strength of the junior knight..."

Looking at Qurek who was rushing from a distance, Bendu's heart trembled.

This is his first time facing the momentum of a junior knight.

Although they often contacted the stronger Weli and Wally when they were in White Bear Town, they had never released their strength and murderous intent like this.

But even so, Benduyin did not show any panic.

Even the steel warrior Banderen next to him showed no cowardice.

Of course, it's not that they think they have the strength to fight against the junior Knight, but because someone has been waiting for Quirrek's move.

bass!

Another figure suddenly jumped out of the troops in Baixiong Town.

This figure is almost at its peak, and even the afterimage is hard to see clearly.

"The Great Knight of White Bear Town?!"

Quelek suddenly felt like a thorn was on his back.

As if extreme danger was approaching, Quirek suddenly stopped.

"You're Quirek?"

The figure seemed to stop in front of Quirek in an instant.

I saw him wearing a coarse linen, carrying a long sword wrapped around him, only revealing the hilt of the sword.

The most conspicuous thing is that the man only had one arm, one of his sleeves was hollow, and fluttering slowly with the wind.

"People from White Bear Town?"

Quirek looked surprised.

He never expected that there would be such a junior knight in White Bear Town.

He thought that this time the attack would be the legendary genius Baron Willy.

"Surrender, Quirek, go and tell your father Viscount Babila that if you choose to surrender, we can keep your lives."

Jarvis did not take action directly, but whispered.

"dream!"

Quelek subconsciously took a half step back. For some reason, he was obviously at the same level of breath, but facing this man with broken arm, Quelek did feel like a lower-ranking person being oppressed.

“What a pity…”

Although Jarvis said so, there was no sense of loss in his tone.

Although Quirek secretly conveyed information to White Bear Town, he was still loyal to Oyster City and his father Viscount Babila.

"Since that's the case, then... die!"

Suddenly, Jarvis moved.

When his only hand held the hilt of the sword behind him, the coarse cloth on the sword shattered instantly without warning.

Jarvis pulled one hand and a long sword that was extremely simple and even slightly old was held in his hand by Jarvis.

"This momentum..."

The moment Jarvis held the sword, Quirrek felt the pressure he was under reached a higher level.

This kind of oppression was like he was facing his father Viscount Babila.

Jarvis slashed down with a sword.

Suddenly, the sharp and violent sword energy brought up dust on the ground, like a fierce earth-type snake, pounced towards Qurek.

In the sword energy, there is endless oppression.

For a moment, Quirek felt like he was locked.

In the smoke and dust rolled up by the sword energy, there seemed to be a hideous and twisted face, as if he wanted to completely swallow himself.

"How is that possible!"

It was not until the blow hit the face that Quirek's figure barely moved.

In addition to the violent power, Quelek also sensed an indescribable artistic conception from this sword energy.

This artistic conception made him breathless.

"Why do you feel this way?"

Quirek was shocked, but he had been thinking for a while.

The opponent's attack was so fast that Quirek had no chance to draw the sword the same way.

He just moved instinctively to the side, trying to avoid the surging attack.
Chapter completed!