Chapter 357 Three days in the sky, the holy sword [Durandel], mortal and immortal! (7K)
In the hot summer of August, the sun is as hot as fire.
The earth is steaming with heat waves, and the sun is shining on the withered grass.
At the end of the horizon, a flag with the emblem of the Red Rose family appeared, with a horse carrying a knight in silver armor, and a mighty army following closely behind.
A long and piercing cry sounded in the sky, and a majestic griffon flapped its wings and landed directly in front of the marching troops.
The knight caressed the gryphon's head, turned over and got out of the saddle, knelt on one knee in front of the knight in shining armor, and reported:
"Your Majesty, I have inquired carefully. There is no one stationed at Stamford Bridge, and the road ahead is smooth!"
Edward Lannister opened his mask, his stern face was slightly pale, and he whispered:
"Don't be careless, continue to send people to inquire, be careful of falling into the illusionist's trap."
"Yes!"
The knight flew up on the griffin and went to reconnaissance again.
A handsome knight with soft golden short hair, wearing light armor and a white satin cloak, rode a snow-white unicorn to the side of Duke Lannister and whispered:
"Once you cross Stamford Bridge, you will soon be able to see the figure of Lendu Tower..."
Knight Commander Phoenix's eyes shone with compassion that didn't seem fake.
"I hope not too many people will die this time."
Duke Lannister closed his mask noncommittally and said in a muffled voice:
"Your Majesty Du Orlando does not have the support of the Mages Guild. The mages I can invite to help are mostly low-class guys. If you encounter an enemy who is good at magic, you have to rely on your magic."
The Mages Guild advocates birth and does not encourage its mages to interfere with the royal power. When the ban is at its most stringent, any mages involved in secular wars will be expelled from the Mages Guild.
Therefore, it is rare to see mages on the battlefield. Most of them are duels and fights between knights.
However, there are also those who pursue fame and fortune among mages. They will surrender to nobles and establish military exploits in exchange for the resources needed for cultivation.
However, most of these mages are not good at academics and cannot take much advantage against knights, and it is difficult to dominate the battlefield.
The Holy See and its knights are actively involved in the competition for secular power. After Pope Rodrigo succeeded to the throne, the situation has become more and more intense. There are many bishops with both clerical and secular titles. Rodrigo's controversial illegitimate son, Red-coated Cesare, the bishop and Duke of Valentino, head of the College of Cardinals, is one example.
"Since I have promised your Excellency the Duke, I will definitely spare no effort."
It was scorching hot in midsummer, hot and windless. The blond knight on the Unicorn looked back at the flagging flag and whispered:
"Actually, I have a way that might boost morale. Would you like to try it, Your Excellency the Duke?"
"What can you do? Let's talk about it." Duke Lannister tilted his head and said.
Phoenix's lips were slightly opened, and the silent communication technique fell on Edward's ears. Suddenly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and said:
"Then it's up to you, Commander Knight!"
“It’s just a little effort.”
Phoenix chuckled, raised his bright sea-blue eyes, and looked up at the dazzling sun under the sky.
Immediately, Phoenix's eyes turned golden, and a strange divinity filled the realm of creation, causing ripples in the magic network.
Divine magic is essentially contrary to magic.
The source of its spellcasting does not come from the magic network, but from the holy light.
Divine magic can also do many of the healing, hallucination, and killing methods that magic can do, but the principles of casting are different.
Phoenix raised his right hand and waved his slender fingers gently, as if playing invisible strings. Suddenly, the sky rippled like water.
The next moment.
Just like the moon in the mirror, the sun haloed the halo, and the light refracted the sunlight. Soon there was a scene of three suns hanging high in the sky at the same time!
Three days of volleying!
In an instant, an uproar spread among the rear troops.
The soldiers looked either frightened or shocked, and the army stopped moving forward for a while!
"Divine magic, magic sun."
Phoenix said calmly:
"It is said that before the Lord sends down divine punishment, he will send a three-day volley to warn the world that any illusion will melt like ice and snow in front of this high-hanging sun."
As he spoke, Phoenix looked at the Derwent River in front of him. The calm river crossed the road, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of a smile.
"The gryphon knight said just now that there is no ambush ahead, but I can't see clearly. There may be people who are good at illusions among the enemies, but this cannot be hidden from my eyes."
Sure enough, under the shining sun, the vast amount of dust stirred up on the originally empty plain looked like wild horses galloping, making people wonder how many people and horses were ambushed ahead!
Duke Lannister was secretly frightened. He tightened his grip on the reins and said in a hoarse voice:
"It seems there is an ambush ahead!"
Who is it?
Who saw through my marching route and set up an ambush here in advance?
Suddenly, the thunderous name rang in his mind. Duke Lannister exhaled and said coldly:
"Our enemy is God's chosen one after all. I am not surprised that he has such methods, but..."
"You were better and saw through his scheme in advance!"
Looking at the blond knight, there was a hint of admiration in Edward Lannister's tone.
Phoenix shook his head. As the Knight Commander of the Knights, he calmly analyzed:
"What is true is false, what is true is false, there may not be an ambush at all in front of us, but someone has set up illusions in many places to deceive the troops and delay our march, so that King Qin's army can gather and form a circle around us."
"Since we have decided to pass through the Derwent River, it is too late to move now. The soldiers are very fast. Regardless of whether there is an ambush in front, we should break through quickly and go straight to London!"
"As for now..." Phoenix paused, looked at the scene in the sky for three days, and said, "I also invite His Excellency the Duke to give a speech to boost morale!"
Edward Lannister's breathing became rapid.
As long as he takes over Lundu, with the knights and magic cannons under his command, it is only a matter of time before he takes control of Lundu.
And as long as he supports the ten-year-old DuOrlando to ascend the throne, he will climb to a height that no one in the Lannister family has ever climbed before!
After looking deeply at Phoenix, Edward nodded gratefully, and then looked back at the restless army.
Clang!
Edward Lannister drew his sword and said solemnly:
"The three-day sky symbolizes the unity of the three days. It is a miracle sent by God to favor us and ask us to save the kingdom from dire straits!"
"With the blessing of such a miracle, it is natural to win! Everyone, follow me to march and take back the throne that belongs to His Majesty Du Orlando!"
With the momentum of the spectacle and Duke Lannister's speech, the chaotic army soon calmed down and exploded with amazing morale.
The soldiers raised their spears high, raised their arms and shouted, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, gathering into an unstoppable edge. The sound of footsteps rumbled on the ground, shaking the mountains and seas!
Stamford Bridge.
The knight in silver armor rides on a snow-white horse, his cloak is hunting in the wind, and he holds a spear in his hand, holding the bridge head alone.
As far as the eye can see, the three-day volley in the sky glows with a magical scene.
Yeats's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was awe-inspiring.
This magical power, I don’t know where it was stolen from, is probably related to the death of the God of Light.
The person who could see through my illusion was probably the Sixth Ring Master under Duke Lannister, who seemed to be a knight from the Holy See.
but.
Since Gayaberg came into my hands, I haven't experienced a few real duels.
Today is the time for the spear to bleed!
On both sides of Stamford Bridge, the river bed was dry and exposed rocks. At the end of the plain on the other side of the bridge, there was the dull thunder of horse hooves, rumbling and trembling.
More than four hundred years ago, the Ice Sea people, led by the 'Pirate King', landed on the coast of the Golden Lion Kingdom, and started a decisive battle with the 'Conqueror King', the ancestor of the Lionheart King, at the strategic location of 'Stanford Bridge'.
Both of them are the strongest knights in the world. The battle started from the bridge to the sky, causing the river bed to collapse and the sea of clouds to surge.
In the end, the Pirate King was defeated and was beheaded by the Conqueror King.
That shocking battle, known as the ‘Battle of Stamford Bridge’, brought peace to the Golden Lion Kingdom for two hundred years!
Also at Stamford Bridge.
Yeats clenched the spear in his hand, listened to the approaching sound of horse hooves, his chest rose and fell, and he adjusted his breathing.
Waiting to use this battle to determine the future of the kingdom!
At the end of the horizon, a banner of House Lannister appeared.
The wind howled and the dust raised lowered the clouds, creating a chilling atmosphere.
Edward Lannister suddenly reined in the reins and stared at the figure blocking the bridge, with a flash of surprise in his heart.
Honeysuckle Duke!
He actually stopped here alone!
What does this mean? Does he want to stop my army with just one person?
In an instant, Duke Lannister's expression became extremely gloomy.
He thought that Yeats would intercept here, but he didn't expect that he would be so arrogant and dare to guard Stamford Bridge alone!
Just relying on his own strength is really overestimating his own abilities!
"Lord Lannister——"
The silver-haired knight's calm voice, carrying the fluctuations of mana, reverberated over the army like thunder, bringing with it an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Yeats, Brondi, have been waiting here for a long time!"
The army hesitated to move forward. The soldiers looked at the figure in front of them in fear or strangeness, and whispered.
Yeats of the Brondi family, the famous Duke Honeysuckle, whose deeds spread with the bards, has already become famous throughout the kingdom!
His prominent name can also be heard in the tavern, and even the conscripts who are illiterate know his legend.
And it is such a hero who must fight with him!
The morale boosted by the thunderous reputation suddenly dropped to freezing point, and a strange silence enveloped tens of thousands of troops!
Edward Lannister opened his mask, and a sneer appeared on his cold, clouded face.
"Just you?"
Yeats raised the pitch-black spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the spear far away, his eyes were scornful, and he spoke every word.
"It's more than enough to deal with you."
In an instant, a surge of anger suddenly ignited in Lannister's chest. His face was as dark as water, and he sarcastically said:
"You think you alone can stop me and my knights? You think too highly of yourself, hero!"
Yeats smiled softly.
"Your Majesty the Duke, it seems that your intelligence is quite backward!"
Lord Lannister was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, a surging will emerged from Yeats' body, an invisible intimidation pressed on everyone's shoulders, and the master's aura made the magic in the creative field riot!
Suddenly, Lannister's expression changed suddenly.
Yeats actually became the Master of Six Rings? !
But how old is he?
What is the reason for this!
After forcing himself to calm down, his expression became extremely ugly, and his voice became hoarse as he remembered Earl Humphrey's high praise for Yeats.
"You have really been promoted to master..."
Edward Lannister's voice was filled with icy coldness as he asked:
"Who is it that helped you? Could it be that the Mages Guild interfered with the secular world?"
A master who is only seventeen years old!
Even though he was Yeats's enemy, Duke Lannister still couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart!
Looking at the entire continent, this is the only example of a Sixth Ring Master who is less than twenty years old!
Duke Honeysuckle not only set a new record for the youngest master, but also cast a deep shadow over this battlefield!
This is too incredible.
The only possibility that Edward could think of was the help given to him by his teacher Candela, one of the Seven Councils.
For a time, Yeats's threat in Lannister's mind greatly increased. Just as he had obtained the help of the Knights of the Holy See, there was probably the Mages Guild behind Yeats!
Yeats' eyes were cold and his words were clear:
"You don't deserve to know."
Lannister's face twitched faintly, trying his best to control the anger in his chest, and barely managed a sneer.
"Duke Honeysuckle is such a genius, I really admire him! Then, please stay here forever!"
After saying that, Duke Lannister turned his gaze to the blond knight beside him, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Knight Commander Phoenix frowned.
"I never kill anyone."
"You just need to capture him." Duke Lannister gritted his teeth, "This is also for the sake of faith!"
Phoenix sighed, took the reins of the unicorn, came to the end of the bridge, looked at Yeats at the end of the bridge, put his hands on his chest, and said calmly:
"The battle of the Sixth Ring is extraordinary. If you kill a mortal, you will inevitably be cursed by fate. Please allow me, who is also a Sixth Ring, to be your opponent!"
Yeats looked at the blond knight on the unicorn and noticed the amazing aura on him.
"Tell me your name." "Phoenix, the sword of immortality, Phoenix."
Yeats was secretly startled and felt surprised in his heart.
It's him? Phoenix, the ‘Forsworn’ who betrayed the Holy See in the original plot!
Phoenix fought for half his life, never killed, and was good at healing. He gained the reputation of the 'Sword of Immortality'. Later, he became the grand leader of the Medical Knights. He owned one of the three holy swords. The sword that Paladin Roland once wore was not The Sword of Destruction [Durandel].
He originally followed the orders of the Holy See and devoted himself to the battlefields of various kingdoms, doing dirty work for the nobles, but because he witnessed too many killings, his soul was tortured.
Later, the Holy See organized a team called the "Children's Crusaders" to use children to assassinate dignitaries, which became the last straw for Phoenix.
He joined the underground Assassin's League in Rome and swore to kill only one person in his life. He listed Pope Rodrigo as his only assassination target and appeared in the card pool as the "Immortal Sword" and "The Forsworn". .
Phoenix's name also means 'Phoenix' and 'Nirvana Rebirth'. Breaking his oath actually became an opportunity for Nirvana.
Unexpectedly, it was Phoenix who supported the Lannister cause. From this point of view, it was not yet time for him to betray the Holy See.
Yeats' eyes were profound.
When Phoenix became the Forsworn, the rebel army he led caused great trouble to the Papal States.
There is no need to kill Phoenix right now, after all, killing him would be harmful in the long run.
But he must be defeated to prevent Duke Lannister from leading his army close to the royal city!
As the Grand Knight Commander of the Knights, Phoenix's swordsmanship should not be underestimated, but the combat skills taught in Skach gave Yeats the best spear skills in the mainland!
"Come!"
Yeats raised his spear, his sharp breath blowing like a strong wind, and said harshly:
"Fight with me!"
"That's exactly what I meant!"
Buzz——
The unicorn surged with fierce golden light, unstoppable, and charged forward carrying Phoenix.
Clang!
The spear surged with purple-red energy, suddenly thrust out, and collided with the sword in Phoenix's hand, causing dazzling sparks to burst out.
When his eyes fell on Phoenix's sword, Yeats's eyes flashed and he said: "Durandale?"
The end of Durandal's sword hilt is decorated with a bright ruby. The hilt is made of gold, and the sword body glows like the morning sun, engraved with flowing runes.
This handle originally belonged to Paladin Roland, and Durandal, which was supposed to be one of the greatest treasures of the Kingdom of Roland, has appeared in Phoenix's hands!
The corners of Phoenix's mouth curved sharply: "You have some discernment!"
But the next moment, a look of surprise flashed across Phoenix's eyes. Yeats's spear came from a tricky place like a poisonous snake. Phoenix was forced to lower his body to dodge, but his spear posture immediately changed, and he changed his stance with incredibly fast movements. For the downward thrust, it came like lightning breaking through the wind!
Phoenix's heart trembled, and he blocked with his sword, repeatedly deflecting Yeats's spear points that stabbed his eyes, throat, and heart.
bite! bite! bite!
Sparks are flying everywhere, danger after danger!
The distance between the two mounts was staggered and widened. The confrontation just now ended with Fenix suffering a loss, which fell into Lannister's eyes, making him frown.
Yeats had only been promoted to master not long ago, but he could actually compete with Phoenix without falling behind?
No, this must be Phoenix observing Yeats' moves and preparing to defeat the enemy with one blow!
Thinking of this, Duke Lannister's eyebrows widened a little.
Phoenix looked at Yeats, the surprise in his eyes still not dissipated, he nodded and said:
"Good marksmanship!"
Yeats didn't respond. The white horse neighed and came riding on the wind!
When charging, Yeats's spear swept across, the dark spear was wrapped with surging purple energy, like thunder, and the powerful spear hit the unicorn's side!
boom! !
The unicorn was swept away by a terrifying force, flew backwards with a cry, and fell heavily onto the exposed rocks of the river bed.
At the same moment, Phoenix had no choice but to abandon his unicorn mount, duck out, and fly into the air with fighting spirit burning in his body!
Condescendingly, with the holy sword in his hand glowing with cold brilliance, Phoenix looked down at Yeats, the relaxation on his face had been replaced by severity.
Is this person really only seventeen years old?
His spear skills are really weird, he must be a master!
His thoughts were like lightning, and the long sword in Phoenix's hand slashed out three sword beams carrying the holy fire, and a raging heat wave roared in!
Bang!
Yeats waved his spear, swaying away the terrifying gust of wind, and dispelling the sword radiance one by one.
The heat wave spread in all directions, and the aftermath of the battle swept through the Lannister army, causing a sudden chaos!
Lord Lannister looked stern and frightened.
This is the battle of the Sixth Ring Master! The aftermath alone is unbearable for low-level people!
Yeats actually has this kind of strength, which is a hundred times better than his father's generation!
Suddenly, Duke Lannister regretted if he had won over Yeats in advance and tried to win him into his camp...
But this idea was quickly dismissed. Lannister took a deep breath and hoped that Phoenix could take down Yeats as soon as possible!
same moment.
Yeats unfolded the wings of the God of Poetry, his gun shot out like lightning, and he bullied himself to meet Phoenix in the sky!
clang! clang! clang!
Terrifying energy surged high in the sky, rolling up the sea of clouds. In an instant, the two of them attacked each other for ten rounds. Phoenix felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and his arm holding the sword was shaking a little, and his thoughts were like lightning.
I can't see his way through it at all.
Who was the teacher who taught him how to shoot?
Could it be that his attainments in spear skills were still above the master level? !
Phoenix was good at healing methods and had an endless supply of fighting energy. Yeats did not use the dark night fighting energy, but relied on his quasi-grandmaster-level spear skills to steadily suppress Phoenix's counterattack.
Suddenly, the air pressure became lower and lower, and white holy flames surged on Phoenix's sword edge. Different from the golden flames of judgment, this holy fire is a common combat skill used by Holy Light Knights, and Phoenix also has the powerful ability to use six-ring combat skills!
The holy flame tore through the clouds and mist, and the high temperature made the air boil. Phoenix's 'Combat Skill: Blade of Holy Flame' seemed to ignite the sea of clouds. The sky was filled with rays of light, and the fire-burning clouds swept towards Yeats!
This shocking scene made the soldiers under Lannister's command raise their heads with frightened expressions.
Earl Humphrey couldn't help but hissed.
It is really unimaginable that the gentle and elegant doctor in the wounded barracks could have the terrifying power to ignite the sea of clouds with a sword!
The holy blade came roaring with fire, but Yeats was even faster!
Shadow Gun Killer is a direct descendant of Skach, Queen of the Shadow Realm, and has not appeared on the mainland in the past hundred years.
Yeats' body suddenly rose up and left an afterimage on the spot. This astonishing speed made Phoenix's eyes flash with a look of surprise, and it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity for a moment!
The shadow and the main body stabbed out the spear at the same time, and the shadow was quickly burned away by the holy flames, but Yeats' main body flashed to the back of Phoenix, facing the unsuspecting Phoenix, and blasted out a thunderous spear!
A strong sense of crisis quickly surged, and Phoenix immediately turned around to face the enemy. The blade of the immortal sword [Durandall] accurately parried Yeats's spear tip again!
Yeats snorted coldly, regardless of it, his arm suddenly exerted force, and the tip of the spear that had been stagnant moved forward again!
Click!
Phoenix's eyes were filled with shock.
I watched helplessly as the rune-engraved blade of the holy sword was shattered into powder!
The magic gun Gayaberg revealed a scarlet gun light, penetrated Phoenix's body-protecting fighting spirit, and hit his chest, forcing him to fall from the sea of clouds!
Suddenly.
There was an exclamation in the army.
Duke Lannister's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Phoenix falling from the sky, his face ashen.
How is this possible? !
Phoenix's sword was shattered by Yeats!
He had only been promoted to the sixth ring not long ago, how could his strength reach such an astonishing level!
When falling.
The dazed look in Phoenix's eyes was quickly replaced by determination. A bright white light appeared in his palm, and he pressed this light into his chest.
His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stabilized his figure. The right hand holding the broken sword burned with white flames, and a burst of crystal light converged on the broken blade. The immortal sword [Durandel] once again Back to good health!
Durandal is called Immortal because no matter how much damage it suffers, it can be restored immediately.
But Durandal's texture is extremely hard, and it has even more amazing defensive power than dragon scale armor.
Yeats forcibly crushed Durandal, which caused deep surprise to appear in Phoenix's eyes. He looked up at the condescending silver-haired knight and said in a concentrated voice:
"You are a respectable opponent, Mr. Honeysuckle, so I will try my best!"
Such is the declaration.
The runes carved on Durandal seemed to suddenly come to life.
These runes surrounded the blond knight and gathered around him to form a diamond-like barrier, just like the [Immortal Barrier] protecting the hero Roland in the epic!
Seeing this, Duke Lannister's heart softened and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Paladin Roland is the founder of the Kingdom of Roland. So far, the dueling and romantic culture of the Kingdom of Roland are still influenced by Roland.
He claims to be blessed by God, and no attack can be effective against him. This is precisely because of the powerful protection provided by the 'Immortal Sword' Durandal!
No matter how strong Yeats's offensive is, it is impossible to penetrate the immortal barrier!
Under the sky.
Yeats raised the magic gun Gayeborg and stared at Phoenix surrounded by a diamond-colored barrier, with the teachings of his teacher Skach echoing in his mind.
"Gayaberg, the moment it is thrown, will definitely bring destined death to the enemy!"
Gayaberg and Durandal.
Spear and shield.
Mortality and immortality.
Yeats grasped the handle of the gun tightly and raised the dark magic gun high. The handle of the gun was wrapped with dark purple surging energy, and his eyes suddenly froze.
Suddenly.
The magic gun turned into a jet of black lightning, tearing apart the sky, falling like a meteor, and carrying the force of thunder, it hit the immortal barrier around Phoenix!
"It's useless."
The immortal barrier firmly resists the magic gun and blocks the terrifying gunmang outside the barrier.
Phoenix said coldly:
"No one can break the immortal barrier, not even you!"
However.
Phoenix looked up at Yeats's stern eyes, and suddenly there was a bad premonition in his heart.
But I saw that the cloak of Honeysuckle Duke was flying in the wind, his eyes were sharp, and he said in a stern voice:
"Give me...break!"
The power of the magic gun Gayaberg's spear has not dissipated, and the tip of the spear penetrates inch by inch toward the immortal barrier. There is only a frightening shattering sound, and cracks spread rapidly across the entire barrier!
Phoenix was stunned on the spot, looking at the incredible scene in front of him, his voice trembled.
"This...how is this possible?!"
Click! !
The entire immortal barrier quickly cracked and turned into powder!
With its majestic power, the magic gun hit Phoenix in the chest. He vomited a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky as if his thread had been broken. He landed right on the Stamford Bridge with a loud bang and smashed the entire bridge. Step on it, the river water splashes and the dust and smoke fly!
The army was silent, and deathly silence spread in the military formation.
Duke Lannister's lips moved as he looked up at the figure in the sky, fear gnawing at his heart like a poisonous snake!
All the ambitions were in vain, the emotions in his heart were mixed, the bitterness turned into pain, and Duke Lannister's nails dug deeply into his palms.
"It's not good, Your Majesty the Duke!"
Earl Humphrey said hurriedly:
"There are enemies behind us! Phokas led the Frostwolf Cavalry to surround our retreat!"
It’s Yeats’s people again, it’s Yeats again!
Duke Lannister covered his chest, his face was as white as paper, his figure was shaky, and he said hoarsely:
"Quick, take Captain Phoenix and retreat!"
boom!
Yeats fell like a cannonball, stepped on the unconscious Phoenix, pulled out the magic gun inserted in his chest, held up the gun, and looked at Duke Lannister with a half-smile.
"Where are you going? How about I give you a ride?"
The army fell into chaos, and the shouts of killing shook the sky from the rear. Fear and panic spread among the army.
"No, Sir Duke, Duke Vic has also arrived with his army!"
"Our escape route has been cut off, Lord Duke, what should we do!"
"Sir, surrender, surrendering now can save future generations!"
"You...Yeats..." Duke Lannister vomited a mouthful of blood in despair and fear, his vision went black, and he fell off his horse.
In the sky, the setting sun is like blood.
Yeats glanced at Phoenix who was still breathing, took the Immortal Sword [Durandall], and murmured to himself:
"This sword is very similar to the one I lost before."
Putting the storage ring in his pocket and ignoring Phoenix, Yeats looked up at the sunset.
"Next...it's time to prepare for Queen Theresa's enthronement ceremony!"
(End of chapter)