Extraordinary Noble Chapter 85

Michael Harris threw the magic sword in his hand to Colin without any hesitation. Losing his weapon, he quickly retreated and withdrew from the front line.

"A follower of Omena, the wolf god..." Michael Harris stood at a safe distance, looking at the strange man with an ugly face.

Not only Michael Harris, but also the attendants who recognized the identity of the person present were flustered. So much so that the five silver giant wolves, who were at an absolute disadvantage, came alive again.

no way.

The other party's origins are too strong.

Originally, there was no **** in this world. The nobles believed in their bloodline and surname, and they revered their ancestors.

But hundreds of years ago, gods suddenly appeared on a large scale. They established their own Holy See according to their own priesthood.

The good gods help people and often perform miracles, so that they prosper among the common people, and their Holy See becomes strong.

The evil gods rely on spreading fear to unite believers. Their power cannot be underestimated, and they have caused huge disasters to the world.

The wolf **** Omena is one of the evil gods. His followers are all werewolves, that is, people who have been transformed from humans into werewolves. This process occurs whenever one converts to Omena.

Werewolves are very strong, with vitality and resilience that are different from ordinary people, enough to match the knights of the enemy.

And Colin Russell, their deputy head of Will City, was actually only thirteen years old. It was only last year that he had just been promoted to a knight, a newcomer in the extraordinary world.

If it weren't for the city of Will, all the knights would be old, weak and sick. It is also impossible for him to become the deputy commander of the Knights and carry the banner.

Facing such a powerful werewolf, can Colin kill him?

If Colin couldn't kill the opponent, wouldn't our attendants be wiped out?

"Why, why did the followers of Omena, the wolf god, appear in Van Gogh????" While panicking and solemn, Michael Harris couldn't help but wonder.

Van Gogh was a glorious Van Gogh. Emperors and dukes believed in the blood in their bodies. They were proud of their blood and boasted of their military power.

Not to mention sneering at the gods, but not in awe. For the spread of good gods, they will even partially curb it.

For the appearance of the evil **** believers, they dealt a severe blow. Van Gogh is one of the very few countries in the world who has such an attitude towards gods.

Even the power of the good gods was restrained, and the evil gods were even more unable to move.

Michael Harris has been an academic master since he was a child. He has learned a lot and has an amazing memory.

"In the hinterland of the empire, I am afraid that there have been no believers of the wolf **** for thirty-four years, right???? Why do they appear now? Blood moon, plague, magic tide. Is this series of changes related to the gods? relationship?"

Michael Harris had an amazing guess in his heart. His body trembled uncontrollably, his fists clenched, and even his breathing became heavy.

The empire and the Texas dynasty had a huge war, so that the elite lost countless.

The empire fell into weakness, and the gods took advantage of it to enter?

What the **** are the emperors and dukes doing! ! ! !

Van Gogh! What will it be like?

Colin noticed the changes behind him, but he didn't have the energy to stabilize the military. This guy in front of him is definitely a terrifying opponent.

This time was different from the tomb of Frederick the Great. That time, Madam Anna was standing in front, but this time it was only him, and behind him were a group of quasi-knight attendants.

"Ow!!!" The werewolf suddenly let out another howl at the blood moon, with a slender, thick scarlet tongue protruding, and then stepping on both feet, the whole person turned into a bright silver light, coming straight to Colin .

Colin's pupils shrank for a while, holding the magic sword in both hands, he fought fiercely with the opponent.

"Ding Ding Ding!!!" The great sword glowing with magical light collided in the air, making a crisp ding ding ding sound. The werewolf had the overall upper hand. This terrifying creature is far and away in terms of strength, speed, and vitality. Far more than the current Colin.

Colin moved his feet together, constantly moving his body on the grass, trying his best to use his tyrannical swordsmanship to fight against the opponent.

But the opponent's strength surpassed him so much that swordsmanship played little role in the face of absolute power.

"Damn!!!" After only a moment of fighting, Colin's face was covered with sweat, his heart was beating at an abnormal speed, and the whole body's blood flowed rapidly with the beating of his heart. He had tried his best.

"Michael, kill these **** wolves quickly and stay away from me." Colin yelled at Michael Harris without turning his head.

"Destroy them." Michael Harris was awakened by Colin's words. He drew his spare long sword and quickly rushed towards the giant wolves. The rest of the attendants were also deeply shocked, and they gathered up their courage and launched an attack on the giant wolves.

"Wow."

The remaining five silver wolves~www.mtlnovel.com~ fell to the ground under the attack of the attendants. Before they died, their cries were not weak, but full of ferocity and fearless death.

"Quickly back away." After the last silver wolf died under the sword, Michael Harris directed the attendants to leave the fighting two people far away, and gathered with the war horses and hounds.

They stood panting, the burning of their lungs slowing down. They also raised their heads and watched the battle between Colin and the werewolf ahead in shock.

"Damn it. The deputy commander can't support it anymore, what should we do?"

"A werewolf, that's a werewolf, **** it. How could the empire have such a thing?"

The attendants were so panicked that they became incoherent. Fear and panic spread uncontrollably. Suddenly, an attendant said: "Let's retreat first, we won't be able to help if we stay, but will make His Excellency the deputy head of the army in a hurry."

Finally said it.

This is actually what many servant officials thought, but they didn't have the guts to say it.

What answered him was a sharp sword and the cold eyes of a few servants. Michael Harris put the sword on the attendant's neck, and he could clearly see the attendant's pupils shrinking, showing a panicked look.

"When Van Gogh did not have a valet, he chose to retreat when the knights were fighting. Forget it this time. If we mess up our army again, we will kill without mercy." Michael Harris' icy voice seemed to be climbing out of hell. He was so terrifying that the attendant shivered, and then hurriedly lowered his head.

"Colin can't hold it anymore. Michael, do we want to help?" Bill looked forward nervously, holding the two-handed sword in his hand tightly.

Chapter end

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