Losa once again found himself fighting alone.
It seems that every ti a battle record begins, he has to separate from the main forces for a while.
However, he is not at all panicked now, because his personal combat power has beco the top presence among all the followers.
The "Demon Warrior" talent brought to him by Viviana is even more terrifying than when he is in his True Dragon state.
This Holy Knight is strong, but only at a level that the Wolf Race cleansing squad can handle, a notch above the elite centurion.
He himself is not a dark creature and is unaffected by the restraint effect of holy light. In his normal state, he feels that dealing with this enemy shouldn't be too difficult, especially with the support of the "dark state" of the Holy Cross Plate Armor.
As he pondered, the Holy Knight opposite him was already drenched in golden holy light, appearing like a divine being descending from the heavens, majestic and grand.
"All demons shall fall."
"Eliminate evil and vanquish demons!"
The Holy Knight chanted the holy words loudly, and a golden Hamr of Judgnt ford above his head, locking directly onto Losa's figure as it flew towards him.
Bang—
The warhamr was swept away by Losa's lance.
A hint of surprise flashed in the Holy Knight's eyes; this Hamr of Judgnt was considered a nesis to demons, yet it seed to have no restraining effect on this Black Knight. Could it be that this demon's strength has reached the "Ancestral" level?
Thinking of this, a decisive expression appeared on the Holy Knight's face. He lifted the silver-white lance, tightly squeezed the horse's belly, and charged at the Black Knight opposite.
The sound of hoofbeats thundered like lightning.
The two divine steeds faced each other, crossing the distance of dozens of ters in just the blink of an eye.
The Pegasus flapped its wings; golden arcs of electricity flashed on its horn, striking at the Eclipse opposite, which gnashed its teeth. The horn on the Eclipse's head flickered with the eerie green Hellfire, spewing demon fla at the opponent.
Unicorn, Unihorn Nightmare Beast, they are two extrely similar yet opposing species; many people regard the Nightmare Horse as a Unicorn fallen into Hell.
When these two creatures et, they naturally wish they could skin and dismantle each other.
Losa did not interfere in the contest between the steeds; his vast spiritual power, starting from the mont of close encounter, was fully imbued into his physique, and the Spear of Destiny thrust out like lightning.
Clang—
The Holy Knight only felt as if he was hit head-on by a Demon Dragon; the terrifying power at the mont their weapons crossed knocked the Holy Spear out of his hand.
Imdiately following, the spiritual power that was imbued into Losa's physique returned, using the most basic thod, it transford into an invisible hamr, and slamd into the Holy Knight.
His entire body crashed with a bang, falling onto the back of his warhorse.
His helt was flung far away, his golden hair scattered ssily, he spat blood from his mouth, and whispered softly, "Demon, you can only be fierce for a while; sooner or later, God will grant you the judgnt of justice."
Riding on the back of the demon warhorse, the Black Knight, a slight mocking smile seed to show under his golden mask. The Holy Knight knew the enemy was probably an ancestral level demon, and he was no match, so he straightforwardly did not resist, only standing upright, waiting for the outco of death.
Losa indeed smiled, but it was not the mockery seen by the Holy Knight, rather he thought, I am Losa, the Holy Son, Holy Land Guardian, Holy Spear Master, Liberator of Egypt; if there really is a God, I might as well be honored with a flag.
"I heard that Holy Knights are good people."
Losa's voice ca slowly: "Or rather, they consider themselves good people. Why be the minions of colonizers, the accomplices of invaders?"
Speaking of evil, colonizers are the foremost in this era.
The Brits operated large-scale concentration camps during the Boer War; the Thirteen Colonies in Arica launched the infamous Westward Movent. On the contrary, the Texas Wolf Race among these rogues was like a breath of fresh air.
The Holy Knight sneered: "Devil, you cannot enchant . You heretical devils will sooner or later be cast into the Fire Prison, to suffer eternal damnation."
Losa snorted lightly: "Preaching to an ox."
Then, without hesitation, he pierced a lance through his chest.
Behind, the Pegasus issued a dying wail, its white mane stained with bright golden blood, the Eclipse gnashed its teeth, biting fiercely into the Pegasus's neck, greedily sucking the Pegasus's blood.
Losa watched the scene and whistled: "Ti to move out."
…
New Basilicata.
A shadow darting across the mountains swiftly halted at the castle gate.
"Centurion Tony is back!"
"Open the gate quickly, the enemy is coming, and among them there are even Holy Knights!"
With the sentries' alarm calls, the gate was flung open.
Soon, the centurion known as Tony was standing before the elderly clan leader of Basilicata, Juliano, who had led the Texas Wolf Race for decades.
"Are you sure you saw it clearly, there's a Holy Knight among the enemy?"
"That's right, his armor depicts Saint George slaying the dragon. At the sight of holy light, I felt my entire body was set afla. I've felt the holy light from priests before, and the two strengths are worlds apart."
The elderly clan leader raised an eyebrow: "If it was a Holy Knight from Saint George's Knight Order, how did you escape?"
Tony hurriedly explained: "A knight intercepted the opponent for ... I thought it was soone sent by you to rescue ."
Though Texas is fertile, fertile lands abound in this era.
He couldn't understand why the Brits would go all out; hasn't the lesson from the Boers been big enough?
During the Anglo-Boer War, Great Britain deployed over 400,000 troops to attain a pyrrhic victory, its reputation as world hegemon tarnished.
The Texas Wolf Race's prowess, in any case, was a formidable power ruling over a populous region of over a million, surpassing the Boers who numbered only a few hundred thousand.
Moreover, with tens of thousands of wolves as extraordinary combat power, even the Apennine Peninsula's overlord Yakxi Family didn't possess such a wolf force.
Of course, most of them are mixed-race, their combat strength only slightly above ordinary people, still subjected to discrimination, and those truly counting as combat power are about a thousand.
"The news may have been leaked."
Juliano's expression was filled with indignation.
"What news?"
Juliano was silent for a mont, then lowered his voice: "The White Crystal Vein, in New Basilicata, we discovered a vein with extrely abundant reserves of white crystal."
Moreover, with tens of thousands of wolves as extraordinary combat power, even the Apennines Peninsula's overlord Yakxi Family didn't possess such a wolf force.
Of course, most of them are mixed-race, their combat strength only slightly above ordinary people, still subjected to discrimination, and those truly counting as combat power are about a thousand.
"The news may have been leaked."
Juliano's expression was filled with indignation.
"What news?"
Juliano was silent for a mont, then lowered his voice: "The White Crystal Vein, in New Basilicata, we discovered a vein with extrely abundant reserves of white crystal."
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