After a while, Lin Ke and General Messer stood face to face.
Even the air seemed to stop flowing at this moment.
The Hebrew soldiers on the city wall just frowned slightly but did not blink.
"General Messer..."
Except for a few soldiers who murmured the general's name, everyone else just pursed their lips and held their breath.
In their opinion, General Messer had a chance of winning.
Although there were not many, they felt that as long as General Messer could seize some precious opportunity, perhaps he could deal a fatal blow to His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh.
And Lin Ke just stood there quietly at this time.
But just by standing there, he caused great oppression to General Messer.
This feeling of oppression will become more intense as the distance from Lin Ke gets closer.
Moreover, Lin Ke’s expression didn’t look like he was coming for a duel, but more like he was out for a walk.
His fell straight on General Mercer.
The look didn't even seem like he was looking at an opponent, but rather like a god about to judge an ant.
On the other side, General Messer's breathing was as heavy as a cow.
His fingers were tightly gripping the giant sword, and his arms, legs, and all the muscles visible to the naked eye had clearly visible blue veins.
He didn't say anything and remained silent.
However, his teeth were clenched tightly.
Sweat trickled down his temple and pooled at his chin.
Finally, it dripped onto the hot ground, making a slight "hissing" sound.
His chest was covered with dents and scratches from battle, wounds that he was so proud of, but now they had lost their due honor and luster.
Because he found that the Holy Pharaoh in front of him seemed to have absolutely no interest in the horrible scars on his chest.
It was as if they were just air and could not be seen at all.
Lin Ke took a deep breath and thought about whether he should make the first move or let the other party make the first move.
But judging from David's strange action of suddenly picking up the dagger, Lin Ke guessed that General Messer must have said something to David.
That's why David took actions that went against his previous plans and behaviors.
You know, the members of the Society of Light can guess Lin Ke's thoughts and plans just by one or two of his actions.
This David is no ordinary person.
Lin Ke narrowed his eyes slightly when he thought of this.
He speculated that General Messer must have said something that made David feel a sense of crisis, so he took the risk of picking up the dagger and almost assassinated General Messer.
Then, there is only one answer.
At this time, General Messer's eyes moved slightly, watching every subtle movement of the Holy Pharaoh.
He was thinking, he was anticipating every move that the Holy Pharaoh might make.
The other party did not raise his hand, which means that he might not cast magic first.
If the opponent's stance is relaxed and his center of gravity has not changed, it means that he will not make a sudden advance for the time being.
The left hand hangs naturally, but the fingertips are slightly curled inward.
Could it be a preparatory gesture for some kind of ritual?
His muscles were tense, ready for a possible attack.
Of course he had heard of the reputation of the Holy Pharaoh.
This opponent rarely takes action himself, but once he does, he can destroy an entire legion in the blink of an eye.
It is impossible for such an opponent to not have a backup plan.
Even after Lin Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, General Messer's muscles all over his body trembled violently.
That was his subconscious reaction, but just this was enough to make General Messer feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
He took a breath.
Just now, if I had taken action...
Might die!
"You are calculating my moves, General Mercer."
At this moment, Lin Ke's expression returned to its indifferent look again.
His voice was so calm that it sounded like he was just chatting.
Moses just widened his eyes suddenly and exhaled a few bursts of hot air from his nostrils.
"pity."
"My power is far beyond your imagination."
"Why not throw away your experience and just attack right away?"
"Only then can you realize the gap between us."
Lin Ke said, of course, he did this in order to force the other party to use his most powerful move.
He suspected that this guy might have a very powerful trick up his sleeve.
He also noticed that General Messer was in a state of mental tension. If he suffered a few setbacks, he would most likely gamble all his strength and try to give Lin Ke the final blow.
So Lin Ke shrugged slightly and acted relaxed.
As expected, General Messer's nerves were instantly stretched to the limit, and all his muscles trembled violently again.
Lin Ke's action was like touching some kind of switch, and General Messer's body was faster than his mind. He immediately swung the giant sword horizontally, and the blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistle.
“It’s here!”
This sword was not aimed at the Holy Pharaoh, but at an empty space three meters to his left.
His combat instinct told him that danger would come from there!
"call!"
However, when the sword passed, there was nothing there.
The Holy Pharaoh still stood there, not even moving a finger.
Moser's sword missed and his body leaned forward slightly due to inertia.
Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, his heart was beating violently, and he could even hear the roar of blood rushing in his ears.
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