Chapter 7 Black Knight (Page 1/2)

Hearing this rude and malicious voice, Frank immediately recognized that this was the group of robbers who besieged him a month ago.

After his teacher disappeared, the demon hunter apprentice immediately went to the place where his teacher was carrying out the mission. As a result, before he had time to investigate, he was surrounded by this group of shameless robbers.

At that time, Frank had little practical experience. Even if he fought hard, he was soon seriously injured by the siege of this group of people.

In the end, he had to rely on luck and jumped off the cliff beside him, which led to his current rebirth.

Unexpectedly, this group of guys was really lingering and actually waited here for more than a month. Is this a coincidence?

Hearing the boss mentioned in the other party's words, Frank knew that this matter must be not simple, and there must be more dangerous people involved behind it.

Whether it is the disappearance of the teacher, the holy artifact blood ring in his hand, or even the mission that the teacher investigated at the time, there must be hidden unknown conspiracies.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

Frank glanced at the bandits surrounding him, and seeing them waving their weapons impatiently, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

Damn, with his current skills, he might have a chance of winning against two or three people, but how could he possibly deal with more than twenty armed men?

Moreover, his body was still a little weak. Even if he had the ability to break through and escape, he might not be able to outrun these experienced bandits.

Moreover, he noticed that these bandits actually had bows and crossbows in their hands, and they were obviously well prepared.

Maybe these long-range weapons would not be very useful in the melee, but if he dared to leave his back to these people, he would definitely be shot into holes by these long-range weapons.

Just as Frank was constantly thinking about how to escape, the leading two-handed axe bandit spoke again.

"Disgusting little mutant, surrender and take out the things your teacher gave you."

"Otherwise, we will break your limbs, cut your throat, hang your ugly head on the gate, and use your skull as a shit pot."

"There is no cliff to let you escape this time, damn bastard, you made us wait in this broken forest for more than a month, I will let you taste our power later."

Perhaps because the number of enemies and us was too different, and Frank didn't even have a piece of leather armor, after speaking harshly, the bandit leader didn't want to wait any longer, and immediately called his men to surround him.

Looking at the bandits surrounding him from all sides, Frank had no time to think of other ways. He could only grit his teeth and draw out the iron sword hanging on his waist, ready to fight them to the death.

The only thing he could rely on now was the holy artifact Blood Ring in his hand. He could only hope that this ring was strong enough to save him after he killed more than 20 bandits.

I hope that by then his body will not be chopped into pieces, and he can still have a complete corpse.

Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, Frank, with the determination to fight to the death, did not attack first, but took the defensive posture of the snake hunter, ready to wait for the enemy to get close, and exchange his injuries for his life, to shock the enemy first.

However, before the robbers really rushed to him, he suddenly heard a shrill scream and the sound of a sharp blade cutting the body from behind him.

Frank looked in the direction of the sound.

A tall figure wearing black armor and holding a huge long-handled battle axe came behind the robbers at some point.

Her movements were silent, and the heavy armor on her body was like nothing. Before she took action, she did not attract the attention of others at all.

The most terrifying thing was that she was extremely powerful. The long-handled battle axe weighing dozens of kilograms in her hand was like a light iron rod. With just a simple sweep, she cut the two human robbers in front of her into two pieces.

The metal chain mail that humans are so proud of was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the black-armored knight's battle axe, and it did not protect the flesh behind the armor at all.

The human bandits who were cut in half did not die immediately. After they splashed their blood and internal organs on their companions, they could only wail with fear on their faces, crawling on the ground, dragging the remaining half of their bodies, trying to keep themselves away from the devil behind them.

Such horrific destructive power and brutal means of taking lives immediately frightened the surrounding bandits. The crowd dispersed and all looked at the black-armored knight with doubtful eyes.

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