Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Chapter 1165 Silver Wing Flower

Looking at the high-level black orc flying straight towards the floating fleet, a high-level fire mage rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me take this guy, don't fight with me."

After saying that, he jumped off the airship.

Seeing this guy jump down, a hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the other spellcasters who were eager to try.

As he flew downward, the wizard's staff in his hand expanded rapidly, and in less than a moment, it was thirteen meters long.

He held the tip of the staff tightly with both hands, first releasing a fireball with a diameter of ten meters, then following the fireball, he swung the staff and made an attacking gesture.

Looking at the enemy's figure, Yabat snorted coldly, drew out his bone sword, slashed out with one blow, and shattered the fireball.

"Black boy, let me see what you can do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the high-level fire mage of Soul Intention swung his huge staff and smashed it at Abate.

The bone sword and the staff expanded towards each other, radiating an extremely powerful force.

Feeling the power in his hand, the Soul Intention High-level Fire Mage thought to himself that it was not good. It seemed that he could not defeat the opponent, but since he had started, there was no way to retreat.

Besides, if you are in danger, others will not stand idly by.

At the front of the airship, Ignis put his hands behind his back and looked at the bone sword in the hands of the high-level black orc with soul, and a trace of memory flashed in his eyes.

On the ground, a large number of black orcs began to flee in all directions.

The command system collapsed. Except for a small number of elite Black Orc troops who were still following the orders of the Thirteenth Legion Commander Yabat to fight to the death, the rest of the Black Orcs scrambled to escape.

In the east city of Ceres Fortress, the leader of the Dragon Knights, Lasen Esor, jumped off the flying dragon, threw away the broken spear in his hand, took out a long sword from the space ring, removed the scabbard, threw it aside, and looked at the high-level black orc shadow warrior with soul a hundred meters away, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Lasern, my old friend, you don't even say hello when we meet this time?" The high-level black orc shadow warrior of Soul Intent took off the mask on his face, threw it aside, and greeted with a smile.

Latheon stared at the shadow warrior and said, "Udona, I never thought I would meet you here."

Facing Latheon's direct gaze, Yudona smiled gently and said, "If I guess correctly, it should be Mona's sword."

"Yes."

Looking down at the knight's sword in his hand, the murderous intent in Latheon's eyes became even stronger.

"Hahaha."

"It seems that you still can't forget the pain of losing your loved ones."

Eudona spoke in a relaxed tone, untied her long hair that was bound, and shook her head, letting it fall naturally on her shoulders.

"I also can't forget the moment I killed Mona."

"Before she died, she once told me that in her life, she had let down three people: her father, her mother, and you, her brother."

At this point, Yudona took out a wooden sword from her space equipment, threw it to Latheon, and said, "This is what your sister begged me to give you when I meet you again before she died."

Latheon reached out and grasped the wooden sword, looking at the name on the sword with a dim look in his eyes.

"Today, let's make an agreement." Yudona stretched out her hands, condensed two long swords with the power of shadow, looked up at Latheon, and said, "Let's see whether I will kill my former lover, or you, the former paladin, will avenge your sister."

"Udona." Latheon put away the wooden sword, held the knight's sword with both hands, stared at the black orc woman in front of him, and said coldly, "Today, we will understand our past."

"Hahaha, come on then, my dear brother Lasern."

The next moment, Udona's figure disappeared like a ghost and appeared behind Larsen, the shadow sword in her hand stabbing silently behind him.

Latheon turned around, and the sword in his hand drew a silver arc of light, taking the attack.

It was a pure contest of speed and swordsmanship, with neither of them using their backhand directly.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal colliding was crisp and harsh, and sparks burst where the swords collided.

Above the ruins of East City, the figures of the two people quickly crossed each other, sometimes appearing on the roof, sometimes flashing in the middle of the street. The broken walls were covered with sword marks, and rubble and dust were flying in the air.

The Shadow Sword drew countless black tracks in the air, and the sword light burst out with silver light, chopping the attack into pieces.

"My dear brother Lasern, the warm-up is about to end."

As soon as she finished speaking, Udona's figure disappeared from the top of the tower and flashed to the left side of Latheon, silently reciting the shaman's words, and the black curse aura surrounded the Shadow Sword.

Latheon's face was indifferent, his expression did not change at all, he slightly tilted his body and swept his sword across.

The two swords collided again, bursting out with dazzling light, and the remaining buildings around were destroyed more thoroughly.

"thorn"

The arm armor was broken, a wound appeared, and blood splattered.

Lathen retreated several hundred meters and turned his head slightly to look at the wound on his arm. The cursed aura on it was constantly eating away at his flesh and blood.

Yulana stood on top of the broken stone tablet, licking the blood from the tip of the Shadow Sword. She looked intoxicated and said, "Your blood is still so delicious. Even after a hundred years, there is still no change."

Hearing the other party's words, Lathen's face remained calm. He swung his sword to cut off his right arm, dug out the contaminated soul fragments, and then used his strength to restore his arm.

During the whole process, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones was like nothing to Latheen.

"Today, I will kill you, even if it costs me my life."

"Brother Lasern, I'm looking forward to it."

As soon as the words fell, the two men burst out with all their strength, gathered them into one attack, and rushed towards each other.

……

Above the sky, when the high-level fire mage of Soul Intention was about to be defeated, Ignis, who was standing on the deck of the floating battleship, drew out his knight's sword and slashed out.

The silver light covered the sky and the sun, pushing back Yabat, the commander of the 13th Legion of the Northern Army of the Black Orcs, ten thousand meters.

Wherever the sword passed, light red flowers bloomed in the air, emitting a faint fragrance.

At this moment, the eyes of many soul-conscious warriors standing on the deck of the floating battleship looking at Ignis have changed, with fear mixed with shock.

The high-level fire mage looked at the gradually fading light red Silver Wing Flower and murmured in a low voice: "Kwat Silver Wing, this guy came out of the Judgment Prison."

In just a few seconds, the Soul-consciousness-level experts present figured out the whole story.

The reason why Kwat Silver Wing was able to get out of the Judgment Prison must be because of the Knights of Everlight. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Kwat Silver Wing, who used the alias Ignis, became the adjutant of the Marshal of the Ninth Legion.

"Kwart Silver Wing."

Yabat steadied himself and looked at the pale red silver-winged flower that was about to disappear, silently reciting the name of the enemy who had killed his father and brother.