Chapter 63: Rebellion

Chapter 63: Rebellion

Knight!

A formal knight!

A knight who has condensed the Life Seed, has, in essence, undergone a leap in their life force compared to ordinary people.

They are no longer of the same kind as common folk.

Their strength rivals that of lions and black bears, their speed is no less than that of cheetahs and tigers, and their agility is akin to that of eagles and falcons soaring in the sky.

Once they don the armor, knights become an invincible force on the battlefield.

"Matthew!"

Upon seeing the approaching figure, Jacqueline's hands clenched involuntarily, and her eyes filled with a mixture of grief and helplessness.

Matthew, the captain of the seventh squad of the City Guard.

He was also the murderer of the leader of the Whisperers of the Wind.

Many of Jacqueline's comrades and fellow warriors had died at this man's hands, and only by kneeling in submission like her could they survive.

"Karl is done for!"

At the moment Matthew appeared, several people had already guessed the outcome, and Dunlop shook his head regretfully,

"What a pity!"

If the other party hadn't been so impulsive, they could have supported each other in exploring ahead, but now it was too late to say anything.

The blade of a sword flashed.

A heavy curved blade weighing several dozen pounds drew a graceful arc through the air, slicing towards Karl.

"Clang!"

The sound of collision echoed.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned tense.

Jacqueline, who had been cold and indifferent, suddenly tensed up, and her lifeless, dull eyes burst forth with an incredible light.

The onlookers in the room, who had been as still as dead water, now seemed to have a newfound vitality in their eyes, as if a ripple had appeared.

For the first time, an emotion called hope emerged!

The scene before them was beyond everyone's expectations.

"A knight?"

Karl held a broadsword, his body slightly bowed, the sword firmly blocking the blade, not even budging an inch:

"Is that all you've got?"

Facing the sudden slash of a formal knight, he remained calm and effortlessly blocked the attack.

"You..." Matthew's cheek muscles twitched, and he quickly withdrew and swung his sword again, the blade glowing fiercely.

Martial Art - Shock Blade!

This martial art imbued his curved blade with a powerful shockwave, making it easier to break through an opponent's defense.

Even the tough skin of beasts could be easily torn apart by it.

Karl raised his hand:

"Guna!"

Lesser Force Field!

An invisible force field instantly enveloped the surroundings.

He had already constructed three zero-ring sorcery spells in his spiritual sea, solidifying his status as an intermediate wizard apprentice. His psychic energy had condensed, and his sorcery power had increased accordingly.

The force field cast by an intermediate wizard apprentice could weaken a peak knight attendant to the strength of an ordinary person.

While it didn't have the same effect on knights, they would still be affected.

And...

"Swoosh!"

"Crack!"

As the ring on his finger flickered, a suit of armor appeared, enveloping Karl tightly.

In just an instant, a Titan Warrior with a chilling and deadly aura appeared in the room.

This sight.

Caused even Matthew, the opposing knight, to change his expression, looking at Karl with disbelief.

What was this? Where did the armor come from?

And how did he put it on so quickly?

"Clang!"

The broadsword blocked the incoming curved blade once again.

"Hmm!"

Karl coldly hummed, his physique, close to 1.5 in terms of constitution, unleashed terrifying power as he pressed towards his opponent.

His strength already surpassed that of an ordinary knight, and with the suppression of the force field, it was even more formidable.

Matthew's body trembled, and the curved blade in his hand slowly retreated. His entire body was pressed down, bending under the force, and in the clash of strength, the knight found himself at a disadvantage.

"Argh!"

A roar echoed.

Matthew spun, his curved blade slicing through the air, leaving afterimages in its wake.

Combat Technique - Cyclone Blade!

Unable to match Karl in a head-on confrontation or in terms of strength, he had no choice but to evade the onslaught.

"Hmm!"

Seeing this, Karl coldly hummed and swung his broadsword.

Combat Technique - Blazing Wind Slash!

Seven sword shadows appeared out of thin air, colliding with the incoming afterimages, creating a cacophony like a storm hitting banana leaves.

As the blades clashed, a powerful force erupted, whipping up a whirlwind, and the two figures collided violently.

And the one on top...

was Karl!

Furious Strike!

Slash!

Karl, like an emotionless Titan Warrior, swiftly swung his greatsword, hacking at his opponent.

In terms of martial arts,

he was no match for Matthew.

The Blazing Wind Sword Technique was decent for a knight attendant, but it wasn't particularly impressive for a formal knight.

However, relying on his sheer strength and the armor, he had been suppressing Matthew from the start, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

Each powerful strike caused Matthew's body to tremble, and his defensive stance was on the verge of collapse.

"Captain!"

At that moment.

Several soldiers burst into the passage, their faces changing as they drew their weapons and charged at Karl.

"Huff!"

The figures swayed.

Jacqueline, with a scar on her face, suddenly took action, her longsword blocking the soldiers.

"What are you doing?"

The soldier's eyes turned cold, and he shouted angrily,

"Move aside if you don't want to die!"

"You're the ones who will die," Dunlop of the Shadow Alliance said with a low laugh, then flashed forward, his two-section short spear stabbing at one of the soldiers.

The others in the room also made their moves.

"Go!"

"Kill them, and follow Brother Karl out!"

"Ding ding dang!"

Whether it was Jacqueline or Dunlop, they were both peak knight attendants, far surpassing ordinary soldiers in strength.

In an instant.

City Guard soldiers fell to the ground.

"Where there is oppression, there will be resistance."

Mund, the bard, raised his arm and drew a soft sword, using his agile movements to charge at the remaining soldiers.

"Go!"

Xiaonan's face was filled with excitement:

"Kill them!"

However, Lyon merely sneered. If there was truly oppression, why hadn't they rebelled earlier?

Only when they saw an opportunity and hope did they dare to take action.

At that moment, Karl's body crouched, casting the Shadow Spell Seal, and his entire figure pounced towards one of the miners like a shadow.

Encouraged by a few, the miners in the pit rose to their feet, their lifeless eyes now brimming with intense colors.

"Kill them!"

"Charge out!"

"Since we're going to die anyway, let's fight to the end!"

"..."

The once-extinguished fighting spirit rose again, and they put down their pickaxes, gripping their weapons tightly.

"Clang!"

A sharp, grating sound rang out.

"Die!"

Karl stepped forward and furiously slashed down with his broadsword, the blade carrying immense force as it sliced through the air and knocked away the curved blade behind Matthew's neck.

The sword drew a bloody arc.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered.

Knight,

Die!

"Hahaha..."

Jacqueline looked up and laughed heartily, "Knight!"

"Karl, you actually killed a knight. No matter what happens today, I'm sticking with you."

Karl's entire body was encased in armor, including his cheeks, so no one could see his facial expressions. He simply shook off the blood from his blade.

"Go!"

He charged forward, swinging his sword to kill the two resisting soldiers in his path as he rushed upwards.

Footsteps approached from ahead.

Two City Guard soldiers could be vaguely seen in the distance.

Karl raised his hand.

Arcane Missile!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

A beam of light suddenly appeared in mid-air, shooting towards the charging City Guard soldiers like a sharp arrow, piercing them.

The Arcane Missile was not as powerful as the Flame Seal, but it had a fast casting speed, a long-range attack, and was hard to detect, especially in an underground environment like this.

The key was that it consumed very little psychic energy.

As a mid-level Apprentice Wizard, Karl could easily kill unarmored soldiers with the Arcane Missile.

For armored soldiers, he had the Flame Seal ready.

With sorcery from a distance and combat techniques up close, Karl, clad in armor, took the lead and charged out of the dark passage.

"Huh?"

Jacqueline was surprised, "Why are there so few people?"

Karl's strength exceeded expectations, but they hadn't encountered any decent resistance along the way, as if the City Guard had collectively resigned.

If the guards were negligent, they wouldn't be this negligent.

"Bang!"

Just as everyone was puzzled, a figure fell from above, landing and twitching lifelessly.

"A City Guard?"

Dunlop looked up, his ears trembling, and upon hearing the battle cries from above, he showed surprise, "There are others revolting!"

"An opportunity."

Jacqueline's spirit shook, "Let's charge!"

"I said that oppression will inevitably lead to resistance." Mund smiled, "It's true!"

In the passage.

Over a dozen corpses lay on the ground.

There were City Guard soldiers in armor and miners in tattered clothes.

"Bang!"

Two figures collided in mid-air.

Although there were only two of them, they exuded the powerful aura of a battlefield with thousands of combatants.

"Holy Law!"

A middle-aged man in worn armor held a longsword, his face stern as he stared at his opponent, Bernard.

As he spoke the two words imbued with a sacred aura, a gentle white light bloomed from his body, dispelling the surrounding gloom.

The dark underground passage was instantly illuminated like daylight.

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"Holy Light?"

Bernard clenched his teeth, "The goddess you worship has already fallen!"

"Get lost!"

With a roar, his vitality instantly boiled, like a volcano about to erupt.

This caused his body to swell slightly, and a strange crimson liquid oozed from his skin.

Combat Technique - Roar!

Powerful force surged from within, flowing along his bones, muscles, and veins into the longsword in his hand.

"Boom!"

An invisible aura emerged.

To others' perception, Bernard was like a burning human flame, each movement exuding terrifying force.

Battle Aura!

Knights could condense Life Seeds within their bodies, and when they reached a certain level, they could release Battle Auras.

Battle Auras were formless and intangible, yet possessed astonishing lethality.

Holy Light clashed with Battle Aura.

One was like a devout soul, radiating pure divine light, and the sword piercing through the gloom brought hope.

The other symbolized pure destruction, its terrifying might covering the entire area, causing the ground to tremble.

In the instant they collided, everyone nearby shivered, involuntarily stopping their actions and instinctively wanting to move away.

"Clang!"

"Clang, clang..."

The jarring clashing sounds echoed through the passage, and for a moment, only the shadows of swords could be seen crisscrossing, but not the figures wielding them.

In a corner not far away, a child named Ren looked worried, "Uncle Russell!"

"Don't disturb him."

Someone hugged Ren and retreated, "Holy Knights fear nothing. Uncle Russell will win. He promised to take us away, and he will keep his word."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the two figures in the middle suddenly separated, and Holy Knight Russell tumbled and flew backwards several meters.

"A Holy Knight indeed."

Bernard looked down at the sword scar on his chest, a hint of fear on his face, "If your strength was intact, I would definitely not be your match, but unfortunately..."

"You're not!"

"Bang!"

He leaped up, slashing fiercely with his sword.

Russell coughed up blood as he flipped over to block the attack.

He was once a powerful knight, but due to severe injuries, every subsequent move he made came at the cost of his life force.

While he could handle ordinary opponents, he was no match for a formal knight with Battle Aura.

Holy Sword Technique!

With a momentary concentration, his pure faith instantly suppressed the distractions in his mind, allowing him to control his body and wield his sword in defense.

Holy Knight,

Even in death, he would never admit defeat.

He was fearless, even in the face of death, and could bravely wield his sword.

"Fall down!"

Bernard roared, unleashing his Orca Sword Technique with wide, sweeping strokes, each strike accompanied by a howling battle aura.

"Fall!"

"Fall!"

"..."

"Swish!"

As he saw his opponent about to collapse, a Black Armor Warrior suddenly appeared in the arena, riding a gust of wind.

Who?

Without time to think, Bernard swung his sword to strike.

"Dang..."

The two swords clashed.

Bernard felt like he had collided with the head of a charging rhino, and his strength suddenly stalled.

The next moment, his entire body, along with the longsword in his hand, was sent flying.

"Die!"

Karl wielded his broadsword, pressing the attack.

Combat Technique - Eagle Assault!

Combat Technique - Gale Slash!

With a flash of his body, he rushed to Bernard's front, swinging his broadsword, and seven afterimages, along with the main body, howled as they slashed down.

"Ding..."

"Ding ding..."

"Bang!"

Bernard's face paled, and he swung the longsword in his hand with all his might, retreating rapidly.

But no matter how he retreated or dodged, he couldn't avoid the dense, rain-like continuous onslaught.

"Bang!"

The broadsword slashed through the block, hitting his chest.

Suspended in mid-air, an unknown number of ribs cracked under this strike, and his body slammed into the wall, slowly falling like a hanging painting.

His hand loosened.

The longsword clattered to the ground.

He was breathing out more than breathing in, his eyes were lifeless, and his life was fading.

"Battle Aura?"

Karl sneered and shook his head.

"His reputation is big, but he's not that impressive!"

It was a waste that he had been preparing for so long, waiting for the right moment to ambush, only to have his opponent fall after a single combo.

Of course.

He knew that he had only taken advantage, and if they fought head-on, the outcome would be uncertain.

"Pfft!"

Russell coughed up blood, his face contorted in a bitter smile.

If it weren't for him consuming most of Bernard's energy, this strong opponent wouldn't have won so easily.

However...

"Thank you!"

Struggling to stand up, Russell bowed:

"I don't know how to address you, but I will repay you once we get out."

"Now is not the time for this. Let's get out first." Karl waved his hand and said quietly:

"What are your plans?"

He didn't expect that there would be others resisting, including a knight. But this was just right.

Charging and killing along the way had been smooth sailing.

He had even defeated Bernard, who was supposed to be the most challenging opponent.

"Save them!"

Russell's face turned serious:

"There are people in the other mine shafts who are being held by the City Guard. They shouldn't be here and should be free."

Hmm? Karl was surprised.

He had been in the Black City for so long, and all he had seen was deception and betrayal. He hadn't met many kind-hearted people.

This person was an exception.

Holy Knight?

"That's good too!"

Nodding, Karl said:

"You go and save them, I'll go ahead and scout the way. In case the City Guard's reinforcements come, you'd better hurry."

"Yes."

Russell nodded:

"I understand."

The situation was urgent, and the two separated. Karl led the way with Flame Seal and Arcane Missiles.

Even if someone rushed to close quarters, he was unafraid in his heavy armor.

Moreover.

He had Jacqueline and the others by his side, and if they encountered scattered City Guard soldiers, they would take care of them.

"Bang!"

Karl kicked open a wooden door, wielding his sword to kill the two inside, a smile appearing on his face.

This was the City Guard's storage warehouse.

There were piles of food, various weapons, arrows, and the less common 'Collectible Treasures'.

"Uncle!"

Xiaonan rushed in, rubbing her eyes vigorously:

"Am I dreaming?"

"So much... so much..." Lyon stammered, his face like he was in a dream:

"So much food!"

That was all he saw.

Jacqueline, Mund, and the others looked at each other and quietly slipped out.

They were smart.

They knew that with Karl present, these items were not for them to touch.

Moreover, at this moment, the most important thing was to escape from underground, or else all their gains would be for naught.

"Sir Karl."

Jacqueline spoke outside the door:

"We'll go ahead and scout the way."

"Hmm."

Karl nodded:

"Be careful."

"Without a knight, we fear nothing." Jacqueline smiled, waving her hand and leading the others forward.

Meanwhile, Karl's gaze fell on the corner of the room.

Unlike the other places.

Most of the items in the corner were placed in boxes.

"Click!"

Opening the box.

Pieces of Beast Meat, Rune Seeds, valuable items, and even Heritage Runes appeared before his eyes.

"Take it!"

Taking a deep breath, Karl said:

"Choose the valuable items, take as much as you can!"

"Hmm."

Xiaonan and Lyon's eyes lit up, and they nodded vigorously.

(End of Chapter)

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