Our morale was high, and the first person to take action was Mr. Al. Everyone could see that he was very angry, which was normal.

If Luther hadn't appeared, he would most likely have died.

No one is not afraid of death, and Mr. Al is no exception.

So Mr. Al released arcane missiles immediately. Seven or eight arcane missiles were scattered and rushed towards the members of the Autumn Wind Thieves' Gang who were engaged in a battle.

"Wind Spell!"

The wizard of the thieves' gang also instantly cast wind magic. Suddenly, a tornado-like gust of wind broke out with him as the center. The wind was so strong that even the knights could not stand steadily. Of course, Mr. Al's arcane missiles lost their trajectory, spun chaotically in the air, and finally landed in various corners of the hall.

“Boom!!!”

Explosions sounded from time to time, and the entire hall began to suffer severe damage. If the castle had not been reinforced with magic, it would have collapsed long ago.

"kill!!!!"

The leader of the bandit gang, Knight Omima, suddenly roared and swept his sword towards the Axe Knight. He was not afraid of the heat of the flame fighting spirit and used his sword with the wind fighting spirit to fight directly with the Axe Knight.

The fierce wind fighting spirit, as sharp as a wind blade, pierced straight into the face of the Tomahawk Knight, causing tiny cracks to appear on his face and blood spurting out.

Strong wind.

"This guy is immune to my flame fighting spirit, and his physical strength and fighting spirit strength are probably even above mine. He is only one step away from being a great knight." The Tomahawk Knight's eyes condensed, not daring to fight head-on. He kicked out with his right foot, which contained flame fighting spirit, and kicked the Omima Knight away. The Tomahawk Knight took the opportunity to distance himself from the Omima Knight.

knight!

A human weapon that relies on a strong body and powerful fighting spirit to fight. Although it is divided into primary, intermediate, and advanced levels, weapons of the same level are not necessarily evenly matched.

There are elites and there are mediocrity.

Today, Luther is an elite among the junior knights. As long as he becomes immune to all eight kinds of power, he will be able to defeat the intermediate knights.

The Battle Axe Knight is an elite among the senior knights, but it is obvious that the Omima Knight is the elite among the elites and is only one step away from becoming a great knight.

"You are no match for me. Even with that senior knight with the hatchet, the two of you together cannot kill me. Get out of here."

Omima roared, standing with a sword in his hand, his face ferocious and full of powerful momentum.

Omima has been a thief for many years. He has amassed countless wealth. Some of it was used to buy potions to enhance his own power, and a large part was spent on the "Grand Knight Potion". This was the key to his becoming a Grand Knight. How could he give up?

At this time, he doesn't mind fighting hard.

Who will kill whom?

Knight Omima's eyes gradually turned blood red, and the fighting spirit in his body was extremely fierce, and there seemed to be a howling wind in the air.

This is a strong man who fights desperately.

"Knight Orleans, ignore the clay golem and go help, otherwise the Axe Knight will be defeated." Mr. Al released magic and started a battle with the opponent's wizard while paying attention to the situation on the field. Seeing this, he immediately yelled at the Knight of Orleans.

At this time, the Knight of Orleans had already dismantled two clay golems, leaving eight.

"Okay." Knight Orleans agreed, abandoned the eight clay golems, rushed forward, and stood with Knight Axe to deal with Knight Omima.

The battle between the senior knights became more and more intense.

The battle between the Sabretooth Mercenaries and the Autumn Wind Thieves was also fierce. The advantage of the Sabretooth Mercenaries was that they were all mid-level knights, a higher proportion than the other side.

However, the Qiufeng Thieves also had the advantage of eight clay golems, and the two sides were evenly matched for a while.

Of course, as time goes by, the Sabretooth Mercenaries will definitely gain the upper hand, because the clay golem is driven by the "Earth Crystal" and has a time limit.

Besides, the two senior knights, the Battle Axe Knight and the Orleans Knight, are fighting against the Omima Knight. Although it seems that both sides are evenly matched at the moment, two against one is always an advantage.

Time, the key is time.

"Are you okay?" Luther was paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, and the female knight suddenly asked Luther with concern.

Because it was the female knight who was responsible for receiving the father and son, there was certainly nothing rude about it, just a small detail.

The female knight only paid attention to Old Thor, the contemporary Pompeii Knight, and seemed to ignore him, the next generation Pompeii Knight. Perhaps in the eyes of the female knight, he was just a little brat.

I showed my presence today and my attitude is different.

Why.

People.

Luther sighed in his heart while continuing to pay attention to the battle situation. The more he observed, the brighter Luther's eyes became.

Luther thought of a question. The other party was a thief. What did the thieves do? Robbery. They were not an army. Their way of doing things was to bully the weak and fear the strong, and they specifically looked for weak persimmons to squeeze.

If it doesn't work, just run away.

Run away.

Although the current situation is evenly matched, any discerning person can see that as long as the time comes, the Autumn Wind Thieves Group will fall apart.

But the opponent's leader, Knight Omima, fought to the death and gritted his teeth to fight against the two senior knights of the Sabretooth Mercenary Group.

There is definitely something wrong with this.

Although Luther was not very concerned about military affairs, he read many military works out of boredom and guessed that the other party was delaying time.

Why the delay? Luther didn't know, but he guessed it was for a good reason.

So Luther looked at his father. Old Thor was standing not far from Luther with a sword in his hand, looking like he was ready to protect his son at all costs.

Luther curled his lips and said, "Dad, show your true strength and help the Axe Knight kill Omima."

Hearing this, Old Thor glared at Luther and said unhappily, "I am a mid-level knight. You want me to fight with high-level knights. Isn't this asking me to die?"

"Dad, stop joking. I know you have hidden your strength. You are a genuine high-level knight." Luther rolled his eyes.

Old Saul was shocked and suspicious.

How did this guy know that I had hidden my strength?

But Old Thor refused to admit it and said stubbornly, "You are still asleep and talking in your sleep. I am a mid-level knight."

"Are you going to fight or not?" Luther said with a sneer.

"Don't do it." Old Thor continued to say firmly.

"Then I'll charge over." Luther rested for a while and recovered some strength, then he grasped his knight's sword again and took a step forward as if he was going to charge into the battle group.

"You kid." Old Thor cursed loudly, and finally stopped hiding his strength. He stepped on his right foot, flew into the air, and rushed towards the group of senior knights.

He finally hid his strength without fighting, and exerted the physical strength of a high-level knight.

This speed is beyond the reach of an intermediate knight.

While the man was in the air, the knight's sword in Old Thor's hand burst out with a bright fighting spirit light, and the powerful fighting spirit of the senior knight was burst out by him without reservation.

Three senior knights besieged one senior knight.

The war finally took a dramatic turn.

Pompey and his son declared to everyone that they were not here to make up the numbers.

We are the main force.

(End of this chapter)