I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 302

The roaring young knight ran anxiously under the night, and the blood-stained blade ripped open the sea of flames, leaving no trace of scarlet.

The figure, who was struggling to the death in the flames, rushed towards him desperately, but within three steps, a translucent water vapor had already attacked him; the speed at which the rifle was fired made the mutant pagans only I can see the afterimage of the blade clearly, and there is no time to dodge, and it is directly divided into two.

At the same time, combining his own power with the power "obtained" from Fair Cresci, the power of Louis Bernard's sea knight bloodline is not only as pure as one plus one, but directly reaches a new level. , as if opening a door never imagined before.

The ability to manipulate water vapor not only enriched his attack methods, but also greatly improved combat efficiency; the highly enhanced body and senses not only gave him the endurance ability to manipulate water vapor, but also greatly improved the precision and scale of manipulation.

Of course, the increase in strength cannot be without a price, and it will only be more serious than in the past - but now Louis has no time to take care of it.

Although he could only detect a very faint breath, the young knight was 100% sure that the elf girl was still alive; the Ysel elf who had awakened the power of his bloodline and became a "blasphemous mage" was not so easy to kill, in a sense he could even Said to be immortal.

As beings that violate the natural laws of this world, although they still look the same as in the past, they are essentially another form or level of life; they will not die due to injuries or organ failure, generally The concept of life and death does not apply to them.

"Fifty meters ahead, turn left!"

Shouting Anson pulled the trigger on the revolver, and the lead bullet with the rubbing of [Hunting] pulled out a golden-red beam of light under the night sky. With the angle that was stuck in an instant, he shot the heads of six heretics along the way; The tentacle's torso twitched and fell to the ground, and knocked down a crumbling building, which collapsed the moment the two passed by.

"boom-!"

The infidels who couldn't escape were buried alive, and a stream of dark red blood flowed out from under the rubble piled up into mountains.

Confirming that he had blocked the pursuers behind him, Anson, who was running wildly, immediately put his right hand into his shirt pocket and stuffed the last six buckshots into the magazine - he was here for a banquet tonight, not a fight, of course he couldn't be fully armed. .

"How far?!"

"Come on, there are two more streets to come!"

He didn't dare to delay at all, Anson immediately responded to the young knight rushing in front; Louis's mood is very unstable now, and his sea knight bloodline power needs to remain calm, otherwise the ability will directly fail - so he must not let it go. He was too strongly stimulated.

Because of this, he never interfered with Louis's decision from beginning to end, and at the same time cooperated with his actions as much as possible, and hid his doubts deeply in his heart.

For example, why didn't the grave keeper kill Freya?

As the only spellcaster who can desecrate the mage level at the moment in Beluga, Freya can be said to be the only one who can threaten their existence; as long as she is killed, even if all the rest are added, it is not as good as her alone... Elves the value of.

There are only two plausible explanations: they couldn't do it, or they did it on purpose.

"boom-!"

One shot blew up the fish that escaped the young knight's slash, and there was only one round of ammunition left, and Anson, who was biting his pipe, frowned even more.

It would be best if they couldn't really kill Freya because of their abilities or some limitations; but then they would definitely try their best to stop the rescue, and there should be more than this number of heretics standing in front of them and Louis, The combat power should also be several levels higher, not the current stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

But if it was intentional...why?

What good would it do for them by attracting myself and Louis to the position where Freya fell?

"Puff puff-"

The translucent water vapor swept away blood mists in the street following the figure of the young knight. As the figures of the two continued to approach the target, the number of enemies became less and less; the pagans in the surrounding streets seemed to feel some kind of A higher level of coercion does not dare to approach here at all.

"Louis! We're almost there, just..."

"I know!"

Louis Bernard, who pursed his lips tightly, fixed his eyes on the ruins of a building in front of him; the two-story building seemed to be penetrated by some kind of cylindrical drop from the roof and then exploded, collapsing quite neatly.

Although it is not like Anson has the "power" of insight, his enhanced senses and keen sense of battle still make him feel an ominous taste.

Maybe... it's a trap.

With a flash of thought in his mind, Louis Bernard erected the long knife in front of him, and then... he ran straight and rushed towards the direction of the elf girl.

"I repeat, I really don't think this is a good idea!"

In the pitch-dark living room of the Rune Mansion, the uneasy cries of the Wild Hunt knights echoed.

At this moment, the three of the Faithless Knights, who were supposed to stay in the "safe house" of the Beluga Harbor Council, stood motionless in the corner of the living room, staring at each other with uneasy expressions on each other's faces.

For Derek's complaints and complaints, Karno chose to ignore it, while Ian's face showed a bit of a bitter smile.

Obviously, this decision was not made by him, and there is nothing he can do about the final result.

"Then I'll repeat it again, this is the best way."

The cold voice of William Gottfried came from the fourth corner of the room. The Colony's first technical advisor faced the wall and gestured around with the sterling silver pendant he took out from his neck, as if looking for something.

"So what are you looking for?"

"The life-saving straw, the key prop to defeat or even turn the situation around, is our only hope of successfully surviving tonight."

"...Can I trouble you to go into more detail?"

"It depends on how much you believe in what I'm doing. It's science, and I told you to believe in science."

"We escaped from that lounge for you, escorted you to kill dozens of heretics along the way, and went to the Rune's house to steal things—I think we're qualified to know more."

Weakly put down his sore right hand, William sighed helplessly, sometimes he really envied that narcissistic Saint Isaac, who was able to show off his might in front of a group of ignorant people and explain a bunch of things that were completely obvious at a glance.

This is not the most painful, the most painful is that the next reaction of those ignorant people is completely expected - he really does not understand, what kind of fun is this kind of thing at all.

It's a pity that my plan must still have their presence, and they must be willing to accept it... Silently turned around, William spread his hands:

"It's easy, I'll try to explain it in simple terms, but I'll only say it once so please don't interrupt me."

The three of Derek looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"To explain it in the simplest terms, that is, the grave keeper of the Resting Land is going to start the big plan they have prepared for a long time in Beluga Harbor because of someone's reasons." William said weakly:

"Yes, I know you must have heard of this word. The old gods of the old world especially like to talk about this word. They want to reproduce the glory of the former spellcaster ruling the world and destroy the false **** of the Ring of Order."

"This is the 'big plan' in their minds. As far as I know, many old gods organizations are really working in this direction, especially many old gods organizations that have infiltrated various wealthy families - but this is not The point!"

"The key point is the real, most primitive 'big plan', which is to continue the grand vision of the Three Old Gods, let the life of this world continue to evolve, and give birth to a truly 'perfect' life."

"Okay, don't be so surprised, because I'm about as surprised as you are—I only found out about ten minutes ago; but the tomb keepers of the Resting Land have some... creative ideas on how to achieve this goal. "

"I won't go into details, in short... They seem to be planning to use someone to distort the time and space of Beluga Harbor, and bring the dead three old gods back to this world."

"what?!"

"Um?!"

"What are you kidding?!"

The three people who had a tacit understanding blurted out almost at the same time again, their faces full of shock.

"Very good, very good, I knew you would have this look - so I knew for a long time that it was impossible to keep you from interrupting."

William shrugged his shoulders with a look of helplessness: "But you don't have to be so nervous, because it is impossible for the grave keeper to succeed - the Rune family has long been aware of this problem, so they have prepared a secret weapon in advance, just to avoid this most dangerous situation. bad situation."

"And now what we have to do is to find this secret weapon, and then ... safely bring it to the place where Anson Bach is, and stop the ambition of the gravekeeper."

"Yes, you should have guessed that that 'someone' is Anson Bach. If he has any accident tonight, the three old gods will be resurrected in Beluga Harbor, and we are completely finished."

"Don't ask me why he is so special, because I don't know, I know this information is only less than an hour before you guys - that's all, what's the problem?"

"oo."

Ian glanced at his companion beside him: "What does that... secret weapon look like?"

"Nothing else, I just think that since the time is tight, we may have to find it separately, which may be more efficient."

"Nice proposal." William's eyes lit up, and then he spread his hands again:

"Unfortunately, even I don't know what it looks like, because I've only been here once, and I only know the existence of this secret weapon, so I'm afraid..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

As if hearing something, William turned his head to look at the window on one side, and said with a long sigh of relief, "Ah, it seems that we are lucky."

Um?

The three of Ian were stunned at the same time, looked in the direction of his gaze, and then...

At the same time, his eyes widened.

"Fleia—!"

Inside the ruins of the collapsed building, the anxious young knight threw his saber on the spot, staggered as he ran, and climbed to the side of the elf girl. He was unaware of the torn wound on his calf.

Lying in the ruins, Freya closed her eyes gently, and a faint smile hung on the corners of her mouth, as if an angel had fallen asleep; her delicate long dress was covered in dust, and her body was covered with marks of frostbite and falls, and her skin was as white as silk. Blue and purple.

But this is not the most serious, the girl's body from head to toe, has completely lost the appearance of even a ray of life.

"Fleia... Frey..." Louie's voice was a bit choked, he gritted his teeth in agony, his hands floating in the air kept shaking, and he didn't even dare to touch the elf girl's body easily.

He can clearly feel that Freya still has a little breath, but it is too weak; and he, a gifted person, has no means to help her at all, so he seems so helpless.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Louis still mustered up his courage and slowly embraced the elf girl in his arms; his trembling pupils shone with sparkle, which wet her shoulders.

The young knight raised his head desperately, looking at the starry night sky above his head, but he could not feel a trace of tranquility. In his mind, there was only the image of the delicate girl in his arms falling and smashing heavily on the icy rubble.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt but..."

On the side, Anson silently approached behind the young knight, trying to make his voice sound as gentle as possible: "This place is very dangerous, we have to leave as soon as possible so that she can be taken to a safe place."

At the same time as the words fell, An Sen couldn't help twitching... A safe place, where else can the current Beluga Port be considered "safe"?

The young knight didn't say anything, silently hugged Freya and stood up, looked at the saber that Anson kindly handed over, and shook his head:

"No, thanks."

"you sure?"

An Sen raised his brows. Although they had already cleared a lot of enemies on the way, this did not mean that they would be safe.

"Well." The young knight nodded slightly, with a bit of apology in his lonely expression: "Take that... I can't guarantee that she won't be hurt."

"…All right."

Anson had to nod slightly, holding Louie's saber in his left hand and the revolver with only four bullets left in his right hand, and walked ahead.

Now that the direction of the port has been occupied, thousands of worms of the Lord of the Abyss are flocking to the city, and Fabian's troops outside the city are still rushing to this side. If you count the infidels who are in the way, at least half hours to arrive.

At present, it seems that only the Rune Mansion is the safest place.

Just as the two were about to leave, a dull voice appeared in their hearts at the same time:

"Sorry, but none of you can leave."

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