In the Northern land, it often means power, mystery, evil, and such.
Rumor has it, they love creating all kinds of eerie creatures, or abduct children to concoct mysterious potions.
Other rumors say that they are immortal, holding the secret to eternal life, and they enjoy meddling with souls.
In short, they have quite a negative reputation, even ordinary knightâs attendants would be filled with fear at the mere mention of them.
âItâs just a wizard, right? Keep going!â
Andrewâs face became fierce as he roared in anger.
He regretted a bit inside. He was so well-prepared this time, but he hadnât expected the enemy to be an extremely rare wizard!
âBut even though heâs a wizard, Iâve killed such before! Their spells might be powerful, but they come with restrictionsâŠJust wait until they wear themselves out, then any knightâs attendant could take down their frail bodies.â
âOffending a wizard⊠Thereâs no going back now, the only option is to kill him and nip the trouble in the bud.â
Sometimes, things in the world are just so hopeless.
A small matter escalating out of control, until both sides canât stop until one is dead.
Or, an inexplicable hatred.
Su Lu saw it all too clearly.
He knew the root of the problem was that he wasnât powerful enough. He had only displayed âBlack Iron Levelâ strength, not to mention he wasnât a noble, just a commoner. This was the start of disaster!
If he had at least the lowest rank of nobility on him, even if it were only an irrevocable court title, these two wouldnât dare to be so rampant.
âClass? Status?â
Su Lu laughed loudly, âIn the face of pure violence, they mean absolutely nothing!â
As he laughed, a terrifying pressure suddenly generated and spread outwards.
Although his spirit oppression was suppressed, it was still enough to intimidate ordinary people without any issue.
Despite their rigorous training, the knightâs attendants at the scene felt as though they were alone in the frozen snow-covered land, facing an Ice Plain Wolf, all trembling and forgetting to load their crossbows.
âCharge!â
Seizing the opportunity, Su Lu spurred his horse forward and drew his cross sword.
He has not actually practiced any swordsmanship. It felt like he was swinging the cross sword as if it was a wooden stick.
Clang! Clang!
But his terrifying physical prowess made many knightâs attendants feel a numbing sensation in their arms. Their weapons flew out of their hands and they were knocked off their horses.
He let out a hearty laugh and took advantage of the break to charge out.
âAfter him!â
Seeing Su Lu âbreak outâ, Andrew and Mas were the most anxious. They immediately urged the knight team to pursue and kill him.
Just at this moment, Su Lu suddenly looked back, with an orange fireball appearing in his right hand and smashed towards them!
âFireball Techniqueâ!
This was not the experimental âSmall Fireballâ he used before, but a spell with the destructive power of a hand grenade in the Main World!
Even in this world, the damage it could do was quite terrifying.
Not to mention that Su Lu used it as a âparting shotâ, the Fireball Technique directly hit the face of a knight who rushed too far forward!
Even though the knight was wearing a face shield, there were still gaps for breathing and vision!
The fireball went straight inside and exploded, causing an even more terrifying effect.
This well-armored, brave and battle-hardened knight didnât even scream before his head burst open and he fell off his horse.
âSir Norman?!â
Andrew and Mas felt even colder. This was a lord with his own fiefdom, who just died before their eyes. It was unbelievable, âYouâŠyou actually dared to kill a noble?â
If a few attendants of the knight team died, it wouldnât matter, but killing a formal member would definitely alert the deputy leader âSilver Handâ, as well as Duke Wolf Fort!
As instigators, these two would certainly be punished. This matter is now impossible to cover up.
Of course, being the direct murderer, Su Luâs fate wouldnât be any better.
âHeheâŠâ
Su Lu sneered without saying a word.
In encountering someone who had come to kill, could he really afford to worry about any status?
The prompts from his status panel gave him a small surprise.
[XP+40]
âA mere first-tier occupational person of Iron rank, yet their experience is so high?â
Such power and rewards might have been possible when he was in the first or second tier, but not after reaching the third.
âCould it be⊠because of the different worlds, that their soul essence is higher? No⊠it should be that my soul essence is too high, experiencing more suppression, greater bindings⊠indirectly narrowing the power comparison, therefore, the experience gained, has become a bit moreâŠâ
Su Luâs eyes flashed: âUnexpectedly⊠thereâs such a method to circumvent experience penalties, but itâs a pity⊠this is, after all, the world of Twilight of the Gods.â
If there were many Transcendents in this world, he could go on a big killing spree, perhaps even accumulate enough experience points to break into legend.
Unfortunately, in the entire northern land, nearly one-fifth of the continentâs area is only occupied by one Northern Knight team!
Su Lu slightly narrowed his eyes, two cards appeared in his hand, and with a flicker, he moved backward:
âMud Swamp Skill!â
âVine Entanglement!â
Suddenly, the originally flat path became a muddy swamp, as if they had arrived at a marshland.
Not just that, numerous black vines sprouted out, winding around like snakes, coiling towards the knights behind him.
âAh!â
The screams echoed.
Fast riding in the mud was a great test to their horsemanship, coupled with the obstacle of vines, many knights fell off their horses.
Even the remaining six knights were no exception.
âCharge!â
Knight Mas swung the giant sword in his hand with all his strength, obliterating a vine covered with sharp spikes. Feeling the tingling in his arm, he was shocked: âThese vines⊠theyâre almost as thick as the thickest of the ropesâŠâ
He even felt as if his sword had hit an iron bar!
âImpossibleâŠâ
Andrew looked gloomily at his mount, entangled by the vines, âHow can the wizard be so strong?â
The wizard he had killed before did not have such formidable abilities and spells!
For the first time, he felt the threat of death creeping up on him.
The next moment, Andrew saw that there was no knight figure in front of the horse. His expression changed drastically: âBe careful⊠defensive formation!â
âAh!â
âHelp me!â
In the muddy field, a shadow dashed through, like a beautifully choreographed waltz, casually harvesting lives while dancing.
The other held a pitch-black dagger in his hand. Even the armor of a Iron Knight seemed like paper in the presence of that lightless blade, easily cut open.
âWatch out, heâs behind you.â
Knight Masâs pupils dilated.
âAh!â
A bronze radiance flickered on Andrewâs back and he smirked. With a lunge of his crossed sword, he harshly landed a blow as he turned his head!
He was confident that he could block the opponentâs surprise attack with âTemporary Solidificationâ and then smash this speedy little guy into a mush!
The blade flashed with light and swung with terrify power, cleaving through the air.
A shadow was cut in half in midair, disappearing into nothingness.
âHmm?â
Andrewâs pupils constricted: âA phantom?â
Knight Mas, who had just warned him, looked incredulously at his own chest. There, the tip of a blade protruded, dotted with splatters of blood.