At the edge of a forest, a young man was standing quietly.
Opposite him, a dozen soldiers were looking at the opposite side with serious expressions. They seemed very nervous, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
A knight-level warrior, if there is no one of the same level blocking him, is enough to kill more than a dozen elite warriors single-handedly, and there is not much suspense at all.
"Are you from Arcadilla?"
Standing there, looking at Asila opposite him, Athir suddenly spoke.
Across from them, Aisila and the others were stunned. Before they could answer, they heard Athir on the other side continue to mutter to himself: "No, that's not right."
"Although Arcadilla is known as the best knight in the North, he doesn't have that many knights under his command. He will be needed in many places, so he probably won't send just two knights here."
As Athir was speaking, a sword light suddenly appeared beside him, and a figure flashed by.
The man was wearing light green leather armor that blended in with the surrounding environment. He seemed to have learned some special skills, and he moved without making any sound.
Feeling the sword wind coming from the side, Atier slightly tilted his body and dodged the attack in the man's incredible eyes.
The light green life energy fluctuations gradually dissipated on the sword and stabbed towards Athir from an incredible angle.
The distance of just a few meters passed in a flash.
When the long sword was about to pierce Athir's chest, Athir moved his feet, took a step back, and then a black sword light flashed in his hand.
Bang!!!
The long swords suddenly collided with each other. As the weapons came into contact, the life energy kept colliding between them, making a shocking sound.
Atier exerted a little force on his hands, and in the face of the other party's incredulous eyes, a sudden force came from the sword, knocking the man away.
The knight's secret technique was forcibly interrupted. The man felt a pain in his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood after falling to the ground.
Athir and this man moved too quickly. When it was all over, only Asila among the people present had a slight reaction and rushed towards Athir with a sword in hand.
After seeing Athir's performance at this moment, he did not hold back at all, and his aura became fierce.
There was a banging sound inside his body, and the seed of life exploded in an instant. His muscles suddenly solidified, and he looked mighty and powerful, and his aura suddenly rose.
"The target has entered the life seed burst state! Interrupt it immediately!"
In my mind, the mechanical prompt sound of the chip rang.
Looking at the person rushing towards him, Atier's face was calm. He just raised his sword slightly forward, and then chopped it forward fiercely.
The long sword chopped down, and the life energy condensed in it, exerting terrifying power. Combined with Athir's own terrifying physical fitness, its power was no less than the full-strength attack of a peak knight.
The sharp sword wind whistled in front of him and pierced Asira's body from a distance, causing his face to change and he felt a threat of death.
"I can't stop it!!" At this moment, this thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he leaped to the side and avoided the attack at the critical moment.
A gust of sword wind as if it was real raged before his eyes and chopped down a big tree several meters away, cutting the tree directly in half. The thick trunk fell obliquely to the ground with a heavy sound.
Looking at this power, cold sweat broke out on Aisila's face.
If that blow had hit a person directly, even if he was wearing heavy full body armor, it would probably have cut him in half without any accidents.
Seeing the person in front of him dodge, Atier was not disappointed, and his face remained calm.
He took a step forward, and his great agility enabled him to reach the front in just one or two seconds and come in front of the group of soldiers.
Sizzle!
The sound of a long sword piercing flesh and blood rang out quickly. In front of Athir, several heads flew up, and then several headless corpses fell down. It seemed that the efficiency was amazing.
Although the warrior in front of him was good, not only was he well-trained and had physical fitness better than ordinary people, but he was also wearing leather armor. However, he had no power to resist in front of Athir.
Their reaction speed was too slow. Even if they saw Athir's movements, their bodies and brains were unable to react, let alone keep up with Athir's movements.
Although those rough leather armors can provide protection to a certain extent, Athir has excellent control over his body and excellent accuracy, and he will never cut towards those protected areas.
With the existence of the chip, even in a high-speed battle, Athir can still quickly analyze the enemy's weaknesses. Basically, every sword strike will be made at the most labor-saving and convenient place without any hesitation.
Warriors like the ones in front of him would pose little threat to Athir unless there were too many of them and they formed an encirclement.
Several long swords passed by in front of him and slashed towards Athir at the same time.
After Athir killed several people, the warriors in front of him seemed to react and surrounded him.
Athir's body swayed, and he took a step back before the enemy surrounded him. He swung the long sword in his right hand backwards and directly hit a man's breastplate, chopping him off and causing him to fall heavily to the ground wailing.
He rushed forward with a sword, maintaining an efficient and fast fighting rhythm. Basically, with every sword strike, someone would die at his hands.
Behind him, Asila looked at another knight, and while Athir was slaughtering those warriors, they rushed forward, ready to join forces with those ordinary warriors.
The two knights joined the battle together, and suddenly, Athir was under great pressure, and his originally efficient killing speed slowed down a bit.
However, it is just a slowdown.
At a certain moment, Athir's speed suddenly increased and he arrived in front of Asila in an instant.
Looking at the figure in front of him, a trace of surprise appeared on Asila's face, and he instinctively wanted to draw his sword and chop forward.
As soon as his body had this reaction and he hadn't even raised the sword in his hand, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
A black sword quietly pierced his chest and emerged from the other end of his body.
Athir's hand shook, and the life energy attached to the sword immediately spread around, directly destroying the opponent's organs.
"You!" As she looked at the black sword that appeared at her chest, Asila's eyes widened.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but as his strength gradually disappeared, he had no strength left and fell backwards.
After his death, the original state of the life seed explosion suddenly disappeared and returned to its original state.
Quietly pulling the sword from the corpse, Athir turned around and looked at the last few remaining warriors behind him with a calm smile on his face: "The warm-up is over."
After saying this, his right hand gradually raised up, and a silver glow of fighting spirit slowly appeared.
On the opposite side, feeling this silver light, the only remaining knight widened his eyes, his heart filled with despair.
(End of this chapter)