Chapter 60: The Sword of Evil Spirits (Page 2/2)

Stark, who was blocked behind him, was only affected by the frost and was not really injured.

The troll warrior shouted:

"Enough! Boss!"

"It's too cold now, I'm almost frozen!"

He kicked the evil knight's chest with his foot.

There was a click. After the thermal expansion and contraction, the powerful troll actually pulled off the evil knight's right hand holding the long sword. The

force of inertia directly threw the troll upside down and fell to the ground.

At this time, Frank had also rushed behind the evil knight.

He tightly grasped the venomous snake silver sword in his hand, exerted force with both hands, twisted his waist, and swept the sword with all his strength, slashing the evil knight's neck fiercely.

The venomous snake silver sword, which was born with the attribute of exorcism, flashed with cold light, and the magic inscription on the sword body automatically lit up.

Frank only felt that his sword had cut into a thick piece of rotten wood. With his full force, the sharp sword broke through the obstacles and cut through the rotten armor connecting the head and body of the evil knight. With a swoosh, the head of the evil knight fell to the ground and separated from its body.

After the head and right hand were separated from the body, the evil knight was like a pause switch was pressed. The whole body froze there and no longer moved.

However, the magic perception in Frank's body told him that the evil knight had not been destroyed. There was still a constant flow of evil power emanating from its body.

And the source of this power was actually the right hand that Stark had torn off.

To be precise, it was the knight's long sword held in the right hand.

Frank was moved when he saw this. He kicked the head of the Evil Knight that rolled to the ground and shouted to the troll Stark:

"Stark, throw away what you have in your hand."

At the same time, the demon hunter drew a seal in the air with his left hand. After a lot of magic power gathered in his hand, he hit the frozen body of the Evil Knight with an Alder seal.

The troll was still very obedient. After hearing Frank's order, he immediately threw the broken limbs and the long sword in his hand hundreds of meters away, directly under the wall of the castle.

Such a long distance seemed to directly cut off the source of the power of the Evil Knight, and even the black air on this armor was suppressed to the minimum.

And with a loud "bang!", this rotten armor wrapped in frost was hit by Frank's Alder seal, and rust splashed everywhere, ice chips flew everywhere, and finally turned into several broken armor fragments, which flew in the inner courtyard.

The battlefield seemed to have quieted down. After waiting for five or six minutes until there was no more movement, Frank let out a long breath and finally felt relieved.

He shouted to the troll Stark who seemed to be in a daze:

"Okay, Stark, you can sit down and rest."

"If there is no special situation, today's battle is over."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the silly face of the troll warrior, but walked towards the knight's long sword thrown under the wall with a serious expression.

After squatting on the ground and observing for a long time, Frank carefully put on a Quen shield for himself, and used the Aden seal to cast a magic protection on the knight's long sword.

Only after confirming that there was no danger did he reach out to touch the hilt of the knight's sword.

And at the moment when his fingers touched the hilt, the long-lost system voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Ding! The power of the origin has been contacted, and the information is being read. Do you want to absorb it?