The moment when a strange bulge appeared in the white sand at the bottom of the lake, the great sword in the hand of the spirit knight Mlak had rushed to fall downwards. The heavy sword seemed to be completely unhindered in the water and smashed straight into the white sand.

Fine sand flew, and the broken vines flew out from the cut. But then they exploded with a piece of crystal blue ice crystal, which quickly frozen in the water, instantly frozen Mlak's sword into a huge piece of ice.

Komrak himself is a spirit body, including his great sword - it was just a change of thought. The great sword had escaped from the surround of ice and returned to Mlak's mastery.

"Sir Legion, pay attention to its ability." Mlak's voice sounded again in Cyril's mind, while Cyrilm kept silent. The strong wind gushed out from the wind element pool, wrapped around the sword, and slashed towards the sand surface as his arm swung out.

For example, Leonardo usually wraps elements on weapons, which is undoubtedly a way of using weapons. Unlike previous magic power injected into weapons to increase their power, the elemental wrapping caused the water surface that made the sword feel sluggish and was cut open by the rapidly flowing wind. Two nouns immediately appeared in Cyril's mind:

"Cutting" and "Sharp".

These two terms are common in the enchantment effect of weapons, and Cyril clearly felt that at this moment, there seemed to be two more wills on the nameless sword, which assisted his movements to advance.

But if the bonus to the power of the weapon alone is not enough to meet Cyril's idea of ​​his career promotion, he still needs more - the talent "Everything Wind Shape" owned by his body, as well as the experience of his wanderer!

His mind flowed, and he focused all his attention on the wind, treating it as a wanderer's dagger. Then the magic power in the wind element magic pool continued to output. The moment the sword broke through the sand surface and cut into the rhizomes hidden under it, the wind that was still entangled in the sword the moment before flew out like a hungry wolf who smelled a lamb, turned into a fine wind blade and cut back and forth on the thick and long vine of the Ice Crying Vine, and broke it into four or five pieces in a blink of an eye!

The spirit knight Mlak above couldn't help but let out a light eh. He was increasingly unable to understand the way the legion commander was. No matter how you look at such a sword skill, it was not something that a knight would be able to hold on, but rather a rogue swordsman, or a rogue who likes to hide under his cloak.

Or is it that after many epochs, is the current knight so far away from his era?

Cyril's movements did not stop. With the lessons of Mlak's past, he quickly waved his sword and cut off the vines that broke into ice crystals and gathered towards him, in case his sword was frozen.

The Ice Crying Vine itself is a water-born monster. Compared with the underwater lump, Cyril encountered the Ice Crying Vine for the first time, its combat power is completely different.

If he knew what Mlak was thinking, he could only say that the level and vision of the Spirit Knight were indeed extraordinary.

The seemingly ordinary sword swinging actually hid on the wind wrapped in the sword. Cyril tried to bless the wind with the shape of a swagger on the magic of the wind, and his experiment was completely successful - the wind in an instant, like the double daggers stabbed by the wanderer, evolved the wanderer skill he wanted to use: double entanglement.

Cyril was refreshed and quickly passed every detail that had just happened in his mind, and at the same time sent a signal to Mlak:

"Mrak, find out its main torso!"

"clear."

The spirit knight's body sank and moved quickly under the water. The big sword bombarded the white sand like a pile driver. However, thick vines were frightened like tentacles of monsters under the sea. For a moment, crystal blue vines twisting towards the water were swollen from all directions.

And the center of these vines is the core part of the Ice Crying Vine!

Cyril stared at the gap left between the vines, and looked at the moment when the gap was wide, and his feet were stepping in the water. With the help of the wind element, he was as if he was on the ground, rushing towards the gap.

"Legislative Commander, be careful!" Mlak did not expect that Cyril could be so reckless. Those twisted vines had an extremely terrifying sense of predation and smell. The creatures that attempted to break into it would undoubtedly be entangled and teared by it and then drained. Cyril's move was tantamount to seeking death!

But before Mlak had time to take any measures to help, he saw that his body, which looked much thinner than him, was like a swimming fish. His speed in the water suddenly increased by a certain level, and in an instant he had already passed through the vines, and countless bubbles burst out from the water layer behind him as a result!

"So fast!"

This thought flashed through Mlak's mind, and he suddenly realized that his eyes could not capture Cyril's figure - he was sure that he was tracking his existence every moment, but at the moment when he was surprised, the latter disappeared.

He is gone?

The next second, Mlak knew that he was indeed not wrong. The Legion Commander did disappear at that moment - because the young man's figure instantly appeared in the center of the vine, and the green light on the long sword in his hand could illuminate the water surface of ten meters in diameter and thrust towards the bottom!

The fierce monster only realized where the prey he wanted to capture went, but it was too late. The already fragile core part was as crisp as thin paper in front of the armor-breaking ability attached to the wind element, and the wind piercing into the center of it twisted around its hinterland, cutting all its important organs into pieces.

The vines twisted wildly in the water due to pain, completely shattering the calm lake. But these futile actions did not work, because their end was destined.

When the boy slowly floated away from his body with his sword in his arms, how huge the monster was hidden under the sand had completely died. The vines that had lost their lives turned into frozen ice crystals, and in an instant it became an ice sculpture at the bottom of the lake.

"What a...a great blow, Legion Commander."

Mlak drifted to Cyril with respect, but saw the young man still looking at the sword and pondering. After a while, he looked up at him:

"Keep on, Mlak, we have to climb the island in the middle of the lake before your duration is over, and don't be entangled by monsters in the water."

Cyril said to Mlak in his mind, his body had begun to swim forward, but there was an unstoppable smile on his face.

At this moment, he knew very well what elements the attack he had just included - the ability to advance to the vines for the first time came from the Knight's charge. This medium-range and long-range and forwarding ability, which can clearly lock the target, is much easier to use than the many roamers' propulsion skills that are limited to changing positions at close range and pulling closer range.

The ability to break through the vines is from the "swift running" of the wanderer. Under the evolution of the wind element, it instantly shook off the vines' surround.

After that, Mlak's eyes disappeared, but it was a complete application of his mastery—

sneak.

A sneak after confusing the enemy's sight makes the opponent completely lose his existence. The distance between this sneaking does not need to be too long, because at this time he is already beside the enemy, with only one last step left, which is to deliver a fatal blow.

The ending method he chose to use for the Ice Crying Vine is similar to the wind blade, but it also has a considerable difference - it is also the accumulation of wind elements, so he placed the center of gravity on the wind wrapped around the sword, and once again used the attachment of skills to it in the shape of a universal wind.

The final effect is to kill this powerful monster almost instantly.

[Abrasives: Knight], [Elements: Wind], and his own wanderer's combat experience as a material were integrated in a clever way at this moment. Cyril was surprised to find that this tactic seemed to be no different from his previous combat methods.

He had already relied on the experience of the wanderer in battle to fight, casting the wanderer's skills through the form of the wind of the world.

If there is any detailed difference, it is undoubtedly the use of wind element.

He opened the attribute panel again, and the experience bar surged. Including the experience of killing giant spiders from his subordinates, it was nearly level 58 at this time, which shows that the level of this ice crying vine is not low.

However, he still failed to break through his profession and was still a trainee knight (50/50).

But Cyril was not discouraged at all. If we look at Leonardo or Alvin Bridges' fighting style, his direction was obviously correct. The next thing was to repeat the experiment and diligence, and finally kick out the final kick.

But he is short of time now. If it were normal, he might be able to play in this black forest lake. All the monsters thrown by the Aosaint Emma are experienced babies. He wishes he could reach level 60 or above here, and once he breaks through, he will go straight to the next step of the profession level [Extraordinary].

But he must cherish the precious time that the Spirit Knight can survive. Things on the island in the middle of the lake are the key, and wasting time in the lake is obviously not worth the loss.

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The people of Siliki did not know that their lord was trying to break through in the lake, and they were now in a bloody battle.

The shield soldiers in the front row were under tremendous pressure. The huge power of the giant spider could be transmitted to the shield soldiers' hands every time they hit the shield. Even though the soldiers of Siliki had experienced such a long period of devil training, their arms were still numb.

Atsk was extremely glad that these giant spiders did not have enough IQ, or that they had gained huge bodies after being filthed by the Black Forest, but lost their IQ for hunting, leaving only the instinct of being like a mad dog.

If it were a group of smart enemies, they would have been circling from the flanks and behind, and they would have been surrounded by them. After all, they did not have enough shield soldiers to resist attacks from all directions. This is not a simulated war game. They can huddle in a corner of the map, allowing infantry to block all enemies by just one or two directions.

At this time, the giant spiders would only rush to the power in the front row frantically, not to mention that the bodies of the dead giant spiders undoubtedly became their cover, allowing them to face fewer enemies, which gave Atsk a certain amount of room for "operation".

"The front line contracts again, the second team of Shield Soldiers will take over and take over the first team!"

What he took was the same as the Adelaides Sea Guards when they faced the invasion of spiders, so that the front-row power could have sufficient "stay".

"Retreat, Wolf, you bring people back and let the elf come up!"

While Rod roared loudly, he swung out the one-handed sword held in another hand, slashing the giant spider's hard legs and making a "ding" sound, which instead made his tiger's mouth numb.

"Sir, you haven't rested yet!" Wolf, the captain of the Shield Soldiers, hesitated, responding to him with a hoarse voice: "As long as the orders, Wolf!"

Wolf gritted his teeth, and a shield-holding elf behind him had already pushed to his side. He could only turn his head and call the soldiers beside him to retreat and give way out the front row. The elf who was already on standby immediately rushed up, and another round of sound of a collision between the shield and the spider's legs sounded.

The shield soldiers were already familiar with the movement rules of the giant spider after multiple rounds of collisions. After resisting the impact of the giant spider, they immediately gave in. The halberd soldiers and swordsmen behind them took action at this time, striving to cause more damage to them in the gap between the attacks of these monsters.

Wolf's eyes were still on the front line, especially Hagen Troni, who was originally with his dormitory. He was undoubtedly the best among the swordsmen. The Great Sword had successfully killed at least three of them.

But he quickly realized something was wrong, because Hagen's big sword slashed the fragile parts of the giant spider as usual, but it did not cause enough damage as smoothly as before. Instead, it bounced out to one side with a "clang" sound. Hagen himself did not expect this to happen, and even almost fell to the ground.

"Hagen, are you so hungry!" Wolf shouted at the top of his throat.

"Damn it, the next sword will kill this beast!" Hagen couldn't tell who was calling him, but he just responded with a voice. But when he said that, he would not destroy the coordination of the team. Then he stepped back and handed over the pressure to resist the attack of the giant spider to the elves' shield soldier. After the shield soldier separated the attack of the giant spider, he waved his sword again.

But this sword still failed to kill the giant spider successfully - his big sword was deeply trapped at the junction of the giant spider's head and torso, and then he couldn't move forward. The angry giant spider even increased the attack frequency, and turned his head and nibbled at Hagen, forcing him to even abandon the sword in a hurry.

"Leonardo, share their pressure!" But this sword still failed to kill the giant spider successfully - his big sword was deeply trapped at the junction of the giant spider's head and torso, and then he couldn't move forward. The furious giant spider even increased the attack frequency, and turned his head and nibbled at Hagen, forcing him to even abandon the sword in a hurry.
Chapter completed!