"Don't regret it, Your Majesty..."
The simple longsword danced effortlessly in his hand, and Ning Feng's smile grew even brighter. He drawled out his words:
"His Majesty!"
After the last note was uttered, Ning Feng's sword dance changed in an instant.
Clang!
Holding the longsword in his hand, Ning Feng did not hesitate and went straight for Lai Enhart's neck.
Unlike ordinary people who have skills but no power, Ning Feng's power and skills are perfectly coordinated at this moment.
The lightning-fast blade tore through the air almost silently, slashing directly at the wounded target!
The sword light traced an eerie arc in the air, flashing with an almost imperceptible tremor as it attacked.
Even without the help of "Insight", Ning Feng easily found the most fatal spot on Lai Enhart's neck wound.
That position was ingenious, like a node, supporting the other wounds and preventing them from collapsing completely.
Conversely, if this node is attacked, it will inevitably collapse completely, like an old and dilapidated building with its load-bearing walls removed!
A smile played on his lips, but the brutal killing intent in Ning Feng's eyes was utterly genuine.
Ning Feng was aiming for the greatest possible results.
The disparity in strength between the two sides was enormous, leaving our side with absolutely no room for holding back.
He was serious.
From Lei Enhart's perspective, this battle was a test to show Ning Feng's worth and to demonstrate that he was qualified to have a dialogue with him.
But for Ning Feng, it was not just that.
This is also an opportunity.
A precious opportunity to attack at will without having to worry about the opponent.
Ning Feng was reluctant to harm Xilin, leaving her no room to fully utilize her abilities.
Most importantly, Shirin is a noble spellcaster who doesn't fight personally, so she can't give Ning Feng good close combat advice or help.
He originally had decent swordsmanship, but once Ning Feng's swordsmanship reached the legendary level, his sparring with Xilin was essentially him instructing her.
Xilin, who had little interest in close combat, didn't want to spend much time on it. She preferred to have Ning Feng instruct her on other close combat techniques.
In some soft, comfortable places, we can have a good exchange and guidance.
But with Ennhart, it's different.
He's perfect for the job.
real!
First of all, as a legendary melee fighter, he is a good opponent for Ning Feng.
Secondly, the fatal weakness of undead creatures is further weakened, so there is not much to worry about in battle, and one can kill them with abandon.
Finally, in a sense, Leinhardt could actually be considered an enemy.
If it could directly render the enemy powerless or even kill them...
Ning Feng wouldn't mind helping him a little more.
Oh, although even living is a problem for Lai Enhart himself.
With a flash of red light in his eyes, Ning Feng smiled at Lai Enhart.
A cold smile.
!
?
Under such gaze, Leonhardt was momentarily stunned.
Lai Enhart originally only wanted to see how far Ning Feng had gone, and planned to take the opportunity to let him pass, but he did not expect this to happen.
The original plan was that, as the king, he had to show his royal dignity and let him attack several times before retaliating.
Unexpectedly, the opponent made a fatal move, attacking directly at his most fatal wound.
If the other side succeeds, even if I am not seriously injured, I will lose all the recovery I have made.
no.
As a warrior's habit, completely subconscious, Lai Enhart raised his greatsword.
Instead of blocking, which would only put him on the defensive, he launched a direct counterattack!
The best defense is a good offense!
With a chilling and violent aura, the greatsword slashed towards Ning Feng's head.
Attack where the enemy must defend!
But the very next second after doing so, Lai Enhart regretted it.
wrong!
His goal wasn't to kill this outsider; he didn't need to bother.
Only he himself knew what kind of attitude Lai Enhart had towards Ning Feng, an "outsider".
It's very complicated.
Leonhardt loathed the living.
Once upon a time, Lai Enhart possessed a vibrant body, enjoyed the resources of a nation, was respected by his people, and had the most beautiful woman in the country as his wife.
He once had everything, he enjoyed everything, he was the supreme king of the Kingdom of Rhine.
But these memories have become his greatest torment at this moment.
Memories of the past are like endless nightmares, lingering in my heart.
A false life, painful memories.
The departure of friends, the death of lovers, a cage from which there is no hope of escape.
He was both clear-headed and confused.
Leonhardt fought back, but in the end he couldn't protect anything.
He walked alone through every inch of this country, and saw the high walls that had once covered it.
This country is a cage, they are prisoners, and the truly sober-minded Leinhardt is the jailer who guards them.
I wasn't the only one who came to Enhart; there were others who persevered alongside me.
But hundreds of years ago, those people eventually fell into the long river of time and became one of the dazed and confused dead.
Leonhardt personally buried each of his companions.
As a king, he buried every single person in the entire kingdom.
In moments of despair, he did consider suicide.
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