The Earth Conquers All Worlds

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The alarm clock on Rabbit Marshmallow's head rang. She looked at Duke Mountbatten and said, "Please give me an answer within ten seconds. If we don't receive an answer after ten seconds, we will launch an attack immediately."

In her hands, among the more than 1,500 Foundation Establishment players around her, more than 120 red sword qi condensed.

Under the central control of the Taoist flying sword flying in the sky, the sword energy became more than sixty, bringing an even more terrifying atmosphere.

Satisfied, of course, he would not let go of more than two minutes to fully gather momentum, but it is a pity that the internal force is too mixed compared to the mana, which is already the limit of what he can do, and the power has increased several times compared to before.

Knight Neil's expression changed slightly, and he rode his horse back a little bit. The purpose of his visit this time was to persuade him to surrender, and he did not accept the combat mission.

He thought about fighting with the Duke of Mountbatten to preserve the dignity of a knight, but the terrifying bloody lotus that circulated in his body all the time made him quickly give up this idea.

"Even if I fight against the ending together with them, nothing will change."

Knight Neil tried hard to comfort himself in his heart.

Seeing Knight Neil retreating and the increasingly dangerous atmosphere around him, the Duke of Mountbatten finally gave up the last hesitation in his heart, and threw the lance in his hand to the ground a few meters away.

A deep sense of humiliation floated in his heart, he got off the horse little by little, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his head deeply: "I am willing to surrender, and I hope you can keep your promise."

Behind him, before Duke Mountbatten knelt down, the other knights couldn't wait to throw away all the weapons in their hands, and Wu Yangyang fell to his knees.

Mountbatten immediately knew in his heart that even if he didn't surrender, it was useless. After time passed, the hearts of the people were lost, and it was impossible for the knights to fight him to the end.

Among the vast and kneeling knight group, there are still a dozen or so knights standing proudly holding lances.

"Mosen, you..."

The knight kneeling next to him looked at his companion who was still standing proudly beside him and exclaimed, his face became more ashamed.

Unexpectedly, my companions usually don't see it, but at the critical moment, they actually show such integrity.

With a look of admiration and guilt on his face, he knelt on the ground and wiped the dirt with his knees, silently making way for his former companions to charge.

The same is true of other kneeling knights, expressing their admiration in their hearts.

"Hahaha, I still don't think it's safe. My family's main branch is too weak. If I surrender my title, I might not be able to pass it on to my infant child."

Mo Sen, who was only a knight, smiled lightly at his old friend who had been with him for many years: "I want to see, if I died fighting for the empire, my good uncle can still take my territory."

The horse steps lightly and accelerates a little.

"Heretic, die."

Amid wild laughter, more than a dozen formal knights and their mount companions rushed out, with different expressions in their eyes, some were concerned about the territory and family, and some were simply fighting for the dignity of the knights.

At first the team was scattered, but when they came to the front of the Knights, they had already formed a tight formation, and every lance was aimed at the most conspicuous Bunny Cotton Candy.

Before the battle, the one-armed Duke put his other knee on the ground to see off the warrior.

When these charging knights took half a step out of the knight's position, more than a dozen red sword auras flying in the sky came towards them, one by one, and there was no waste.

The knights want to resist and unite, but it's a pity that they are not qualified to practice the profession of 'lord', so they can only fight on their own.

The sword light flew over, and the heads of all the charging knights flew high, and the blood spurted out half a meter high. Headless corpses and dead horses rolled to the ground, and the frontmost players could even touch the horse's neck with their toes .

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the kneeling knight lowered his head even lower.

"Put them in custody."

Teams of players stepped forward, and the squadron leader took out from his waist storage bag the forbidden magic rings developed by the mages of this world to trap extraordinary people, and put them on the wrists of the kneeling and surrendering knights, pushing them backwards. take into custody.

These forbidden magic rings can limit the recovery and use of these knights' grudges, reducing them to a harmless level.

It's just that this kind of mass-produced props can only be used on knights who are weak or have consumed more than half of their fighting spirit, because too strong fighting spirit may damage it.

This is not enough if you want to get a slave who can exert the power of a knight.

Behind the players, Knight Neil watched all this bitterly. They could still escape, a little better than him.

As long as the forbidden magic ring is lifted, they can regain their freedom, but how can they get rid of the terrifying and delicate thing in their bodies?

can grandpa

Grandpa is a Sky Knight, stronger than Cass Knight, can he get rid of it?

This is a spell cast by someone stronger than Sacred Wing-sama, and even my grandfather cannot break it.

"Walk."

Just as Knight Neil was looking at the sky in confusion and thinking about something, a fist full of thorns and thorns rested on his shoulder.

The extremely powerful grudge covered Knight Neil and the mount under him, leading him to fly forward without any intention of staying.

"grandfather!"

Neil, who suddenly flew into the sky, was startled at first, and then showed ecstasy. He didn't care to say anything, and urged: "Grandfather, hurry up, their leader is very powerful, you are no match, even Lord Sacred Wing has been defeated. "

"I know."

The sound of urgency and urgency sounded, and a knight with a calm face suddenly appeared beside Neil.

He is a head shorter than Neil, but he has a strong sense of presence. Standing with him, all eyes will be drawn to him involuntarily.

He was wearing extremely thick black armor, with inch-long diamond-shaped spikes all over his body, even his faceplate, with only two dark round holes exposed.

"Master Thorn Spike!"

The knight who knelt and surrendered below was overjoyed when he saw the sudden appearance of a figure, but seeing him leave immediately after receiving Neil Ironthorn, he fell into a deeper level of despair and incomprehensible emotions.

"The storm is coming!"

"kill!"

The long-awaited spear and the divine light in the eyes of Mage Regan lit up at the same time.

Dozens of thick crescent-shaped cyan wind blades flew into the sky roaring from the large wind elements gathered by the mage group.

The wind blade continuously absorbs wind elements in the sky to strengthen itself, the speed is getting faster and faster, and soon the power reaches the level that even the sky knights feel threatened.

And the flying speed of the sky knight did not exceed the speed of the wind blade.

A group of middle and low-level magicians undoubtedly threatens the sky-level powerhouse, but they can only hurt the sky-level powerhouse at most, and they cannot stop the sky-level powerhouse's blow anyway.

If any sky-level powerhouse is allowed to break into their formation, they will be able to kill them all in at most ten seconds.

At the same time as the mage group, after a long time of preparation, the spear fingers that had been accumulating layer upon layer slashed fiercely towards the sky, and the twenty-four Taoist soldiers formed a formidable sword array to kill the strange golden elixir that suddenly appeared. The blades are flush, with a hint of cooperation.