Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

It is a pity that the three of them were wrong. The ones who killed Quevedo and the others were not "Singers" or "Prayers of Light", but "Sun Priests", who were genuine mid-sequence practitioners and demigods. Before, the "Sun" pathway was the sequence with the greatest improvement.

And the three of them are not Extraordinaries of the actual combat pathway. On the contrary, the three of them have the weakest combat ability among all the pathways, or at least for now, their sequence has not achieved a qualitative change.

However, Quevedo's expression remained the same. He was the first to rush up. He was not afraid of fighting with the opponent, but tried his best to get close to the opponent. of young people would have the courage to fight against themselves.

Although I am not interested in killing these young people, since the deacon has given an order, then these people are destined to die here. After all, there is no need to survive the heretics who wield knives against themselves. The brilliance of the brilliance, then being killed by the brilliance believers is also a matter of course. Thinking of this, the "fanatic" can't help showing a look of compassion.

Although Quevedo rushed up without saying a word, Carl weighed that he didn't know anything except learning some stabbing sword techniques when he was young, and he only had daggers now. When he came, Carl knew that he watched Quevedo rush forward, while he could only watch.

However, Karl could clearly see the gentle smile on the face of the "Sun Priest", and then looked at the broad sword he wielded into a phantom and Quevedo who was forced to avoid him. The corners of his mouth twitched. This is the "Church of the Sun". "Is it a believer, why does it look like this... eh, strange?

"Just stand here, don't run around, protect yourself, we will take you away."

At this time, Erich, who was beside him, said quietly, although there was no discriminatory tone in his tone, but in the eyes of the vigorous young man, he seemed to be slapped heavily.

Therefore, although Carl is not a child, it is not that he does not know that his combat power is so weak and that Erich is right, but even a young man who seems calm will have his blood on it.

"Do you underestimate me?" Such a thought flashed in Karl's mind, but he didn't care that although Erich's language was cold, the meaning expressed was warm.

And Karl's action was faster than he thought, and he rushed up like an arrow in an instant. Of course, his action was also a standard rapier stance.

However, how many of the swordsmanship instructors hired by today's nobles are truly talented? Or in other words, even if there is real talent and real learning, is it possible to let these thin-skinned and tender teenagers practice those moves hard?

However, Carl is not a stupid person, he is not ignorant of the situation, the timing he chose happened to be the short exhaustion time after the "fanatic" slashed vigorously.

"An inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous." Although this world does not have this famous saying, but for people in this war-stricken world, this famous saying has long been summed up, so Carl can win for himself. There are not too many doubts, or he is sure that he will not suffer.

Carl felt a little proud: "It's just an enemy. Although I have no actual combat experience, the books I've read, the words I've heard, and the scenes I've seen can bring me experience, which is my advantage."

It is a pity that all situations in this world are unique, and even if people attribute the same type of things, they will not be exactly the same. It is ridiculous to judge the present based on past experience.

Methodology is just a way of thinking, a direction, but not a real solution. What can really play a role is the specific method combined with the actual situation.

Using his own experience as a sure win, Karl was undoubtedly in a dangerous situation.

"The Zealot" seemed to have eyes on his back, as if he was not exhausted. At the same time, as if he had violated human mechanics, he slashed the broadsword towards Carl with a posture that was unimaginable for ordinary people.

Carl saw the broadsword slashing towards him but could only try to stop his progress, but it was too late, the sword had reached the top of his head, Carl seemed to be able to feel the coldness of the sword, so he closed it in despair. Eye.

Closing his eyes, Karl seemed to see Quevedo coming desperately, and the enemy's still kind expression made Karl feel that his situation was even more absurd.

Silence, Carl seemed to feel a different kind of tranquility.

However, Carl gradually realized that he did not die, and his hearing gradually returned to his own feelings. At this time, he heard the words of the people around him. It was so indifferent but full of warmth. It was Erich!

"...You made three mistakes. First, you shouldn't refuse to obey my command, this is the battlefield, and I have more experience than you, you should trust me unconditionally; second, you shouldn't be stubborn Blindly follow the past experience, as a well-reader ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ we should believe the knowledge recorded in the book, but more of it is to explore with doubts; third, you underestimate the areas you do not understand , thinking that the Beyonder is the same as his own conjecture, and even recklessly almost paid the price of his life to pay for himself..."

Carl suddenly felt that he had made so many mistakes, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but Erich went on to say.

"However, your bravery and challenging spirit are worthy of praise. Come on, be careful, we will fight the enemy together." Erich took this sentence as a concluding remark.

"Well." Carl didn't say much, nodded and stood behind Erich.

At this time, Carl realized that Erich had pulled out a rapier from nowhere, and swung the rapier to beat his opponent to the ground.

The "fanatic" followed the defeat without being chaotic, and did not panic in the face of Quevedo's covetousness, and there was no loophole in his defense.

"Sure enough, it is the heresy of the superstitious knowledge of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom." After being forced to retreat once, the "fanatic" shouted coldly.

"Look, Roselle and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom got mixed up." A hoarse voice rang out, "We and Zee benefited."

"Well, Lord Jacques told me to let me act according to the circumstances, then I'll accept your cooperation temporarily on behalf of the Lord." Fanatic said coldly.

"That's wise, we are all people who were suppressed by Roselle. If he also asked for external help, then our situation would be even worse. The heir of the Green family and the "CIA" of the Haimer family The traitor, and this spy, let's kill them all, just take it as a lesson to Roselle, all the consuls are paper tigers." A red-haired man walked out with a murderous look.

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