Chapter 137 "Beauty Under the Moon" (Part II)
In front of the road, a magician shrouded in a black robe floated quietly in the sky, his face hidden in a high hat, unable to see his face clearly, and at the same time holding a magic wand in his hand, what made Du Wei's heart chill was that the wand was actually not made of any wood, but connected by various strange white bones one by one, and I don't know what kind of Warcraft bones were made of!
On the whole continent, only necromancers use bones as wands! Undead black magic is the most mysterious and terrifying, the lethality and weirdness are far above other types of magic, but the cultivation is extremely difficult, and it has always been considered to carry some evil aura. This magician held a white bone wand, floating quietly in the air, and the wide black mage robe fluttered in the wind, quite a ghostly feeling!
What made Du Wei even more helpless was that on the road, there were actually ambush soldiers! Two horses stood in the middle of the road, the horse on the left was empty, obviously the mount of the black magician, and on the horse on the right, a knight in silver armor sat on the horse, the white silver armor was covered with gorgeous ornaments, it was not an ordinary product, holding a slender silver longsword in his hand, as a knight, but using this slender weapon that was extremely unfavorable for riding a dash, it was already rare, from far away, Du Wei could feel the cold aura emanating from the sword! Du Wei only glanced at it, and felt that his spiritual power seemed to be forced back by a forest of ice and snow cold qi, and his whole body was beaten with a wit, as if he was poured on his head by a bucket of snow water!
What a powerful magic blessing weapon! Although Du Wei had seen a lot of magic blessing weapons, none of them could compare to the sword in front of him! The magic fluctuations on the blade, even a magician like Du Wei could not detect the past with magic! Compared to this sword, those magic blessing weapons that I have seen. It's just the difference between rubbish and garbage!
This long sword, the blade is also strangely with a faint pattern, the pattern is circled, exuding a cold aura visible to the naked eye, as if shrouded in a layer of fine ice!
This family actually didn't even have a face, obviously they were powerful, self-respecting their identities, and disdainful of hiding their heads and tails! He looked to be in his forties. His face was thin, the bridge of his nose was high, quite handsome, but his eyes were too heavy, his broad hands held the thin long sword, sitting on a horse, with two exceptionally clean manicurd beards on his thin lips, looking at Prince Chen and Du Wei. His voice came softly: "Your Highness, long time no see."
Prince
Chen had calmed down at this moment, patted the dusty robe just now, and smiled faintly: "I didn't think that my brother was so anxious that he actually invited you out!" Honor Your Excellency Rodriguez! Are you also going to participate in my struggle with my royal brother?
The silver-armored knight named Rodriguez's face was as calm as water. There was no arrogance or irritability in his eyes, and he slowly nodded his head: "I promised His Royal Highness the Great Prince that I would help him do three things in this life, and today is the second." His request, I could not refuse.
And Du Wei, hearing Prince Chen shout the name "Rodriguez", his heart was also cold!
During the days when he was on the plain of Rollin, he spent every day with Hussein, and once happened to ask Hussein a question on a whim: With his current level of paladin, I am afraid that he is in the line of warriors. Already the first person on the mainland, right?
Hussein pondered for a while and told Du Wei an answer: If there is any warrior on this continent who can threaten me, it is a guy named Rodriguez!
Du Wei heard the name at this moment, and immediately thought of the situation that Hussein had told him about this Rodriguez.
Rodriguez, forty-six years old, knight of the ninth degree, but that was six years ago. Speaking of this guy, even Hussein sighed at this person, thinking that this guy was really weird.
This person is withdrawn by nature. Always a loner. I never heard of any friends he had. And his experience is also very strange, this person is said to be from an ancient aristocratic family with a declining family. He began to practice martial arts at the age of ten, but it was not until he was thirty-five years old that he barely obtained the rank of a third-level knight. A third-level knight is a low-level samurai, and ordinary people who obtain a third-level samurai, as long as their qualifications are slightly better, they can become as long as they practice for three or five years, but it took him twenty-five years to barely pass the assessment of the knight association.
According to this, this guy's talent for martial arts is probably not even "ordinary", it can only be said to be inferior!
And after that, he got out of hand! After obtaining the third-level knightland level at the age of thirty-five, he practiced hard for three years, and in three years, he crossed from level three to level eight! Finally, at the age of forty, he won the title of a ninth-level knight!
If it weren't for Hussein's appearance, he would probably be the most special genius on the mainland for decades!
It took fifteen years to train to the third level, but it only took five years to get from the third to the ninth level, and such a speed is really difficult to understand.
The most rare thing is that he has in his hand the Earth Divine Sword, which is recognized as one of the three strongest earth weapons on the continent!
Beauty under the moon!
This is said to be an artifact, the legendary Divine Sword left over from the battle of the gods! Unparalleled sharpness, terrifying power, coupled with his unique frost fighting qi, when he used this divine sword to perform his unique move "Moon Frost Sigh", it was really a ghost crying god howl, the power is unimaginable!
At that time, Hussein said this: "When he last appeared six years ago, he was still a ninth-level strength, but there is no guarantee that he has not broken through in these six years!" On the continent, the hidden dragon crouching tiger, not every master is interested in running to the knight association to assess what knight's level! Especially this peerless powerhouse, do you think he will run to the knight association and be evaluated like those laymen? As for my so-called strongest knight, or what is the most promising paladin, most of them were blown out by the gang of divine sticks in the temple. After all, I used to be a holy knight, and the holy knights needed a banner, so they had to lift me up.
Most importantly, Hussein added in particular: "Even if Rodriguez has not broken through in the past six years, he is still a ninth-level knight, but relying on the artifact of 'Beauty Under the Moon' in his hand, even if he meets me, he has the strength to fight!" If he had advanced to become a paladin... Even if it is me, if I don't have a weapon in my hand that can be comparable to the beauty under the moon, I am afraid that I will not be his opponent.
I remember that when talking about this "beauty under the moon", Hussein seemed to be particularly sarcastic to Du Wei: "That is a real ancient sword, a real artifact." It's completely different from your tattered 'sword of kings'! "
A strong man whose strength is almost comparable to Hussein, plus an undead black mage whose strength is unpredictable...
Du Wei glanced at Prince Chen, and both of them smiled bitterly.
"My Highness, can you still laugh now?" Du Wei sighed: "I guess you won't be a little backhanded, right?" If you really didn't, I'm afraid we're going to die here today.
Du Wei clearly saw a trace of composure in the eyes of this highness, not at all like when he faced the Excalibur in the hands of a strong man like Rodriguez.
Prince Chen looked at Du Wei and sighed: "Rodriguez handed it over to me, that black magician, it depends on you!" As long as you hold out for a while, the nearby city guard will feel it. The
battle begins!
At the moment of life and death, Du Wei did not dare to slack. Although the face of the black magician floating in the sky under the robe was not clear, Du Wei could feel that the other party's eyes seemed to have seen himself thoroughly!
"It's a lot of magic." A dry voice came from the sky, the voice was like the strange sound quality that people want to cough but can't cough out, it is extremely uncomfortable to hear, and this person's tone still has a trace of appreciation: "Oh, you are wearing the robe of a bachelor of magic, your magic is very good, I like opponents like you,As long as I kill you and extract your soul, I can refine a powerful undead demon pet!" Hahahaha..."
Saying that, above his white bone wand, a cloud of white smoke floated out silently, and the smoke swirled in the air, gradually solidified, and it was actually a huge bone dragon!
Du Wei sighed.
Being able to summon a bone dragon, this dark mage is at least level eight! Another great magician!
The black magician shook up and stood on the back of the bone dragon, which opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar!
Just now, when the other party summoned the bone dragon, Du Wei had already felt the baggage from his arms, and a few scrolls were stuffed into his sleeves, plus he also had a ring made of multicolored stones that stored enough magic power on his hand, according to the mouse Gegewu, at least in the competition of magic power, he may not be left behind! Moreover, there is also a Semer behind himself! Saimer and himself are considered to be living and dying together, and they will definitely not watch themselves being killed.