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Before they could react, the crimson arrow of light pierced the head of Ugo, who had just crushed the bronze mirror.
"boom!"
As the one-armed, black-armored knight's visor shattered, and the crimson arrow pierced his head, he let out a maniacal laugh:
"Hahaha!"
At this moment, the Frost Raven King sensed a strong sense of crisis from the crimson arrow of light.
Previously.
It was resting in Blackrock Fortress when it was suddenly and mysteriously attacked by a cursed power similar to this crimson arrow of light.
This caused severe damage to its vital energy and blood.
Meanwhile, its master, the Frostraven Knight Leon, also seemed to be suffering from the backlash of this power.
Fortunately, its owner, Leon, had learned soul magic to counter the curse.
From the fact that this unknown cursed power could turn against him through a soul contract, Leon quickly deduced its nature and successfully lifted the curse.
Later, its master Leon told it that Blackrock Territory was invaded by a powerful enemy, and it was in a life-or-death situation.
Therefore, Leon gave it an incomparably precious ice-attribute extraordinary artifact.
This extraordinary object with ice attributes was originally intended by Leon to help him break through to the mid-stage of the Silver Rank.
But he chose to use it to help the Frosty Raven King recover from his injuries in a short time.
In the end, the Frostraven King lived up to expectations, and after regaining his strength, he immediately left Blackrock Keep and rushed to the battlefield in Frostraven Town.
Upon encountering the evil one-armed black-armored knight, it launched an attack on him.
Back to the present.
After sensing that the black-armored knight's aura had not weakened after being pierced through the head by the crimson arrow, the Frost Raven King's aura began to rise steadily.
Therefore, it generates a strong sense of crisis.
"Cuck!"
Thus, driven by this sense of crisis.
The Frosty Raven King decided to strike first, flying over the enemy and spreading its wings.
Second-tier wind magic - Ice Strike!
It once again mobilized the ice elements within the body, condensing them into several thick, enormous ice cones.
Then, it flapped its wings and hurled the ice spikes at the enemies below.
He looked at Ugo, the one-armed knight in black armor, who had been pierced by a scarlet arrow.
Faced with the Frost Raven King's attack, he did not dodge, but simply raised his remaining right arm, opened his palm, and held it above his head.
next moment.
A dark, almost solidified aura of malevolence erupted from his body.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful wave of wind surged forth.
Ugo's wind-guided wave, carrying this malevolent energy, formed a pitch-black tornado.
Then, he released the black tornado upwards.
The pitch-black tornado made contact with the ice spikes thrown by the Frost Raven King, instantly annihilating them and crushing them into countless snow-white flakes that fell from the sky.
"Hahaha!"
Surrounded by the white dust, the one-armed, black-armored knight Ugo let out another maniacal laugh.
With his head pierced by a crimson arrow of light, he lowered the arm and stared intently at it:
"This is the power I want, the power I crave!"
Say it.
The one-armed, black-armored knight, Ugo, suddenly turned pale, his manic smile freezing in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, even more dark, malevolent energy emanated from his body.
These dark, malevolent energies transformed into a colossal beast, completely engulfing the black-armored knight.
Only that one scarlet arrow of blood remained outside.
Witnessing this scene unfold.
From an observer's perspective, Gao Wen had only one thought in his mind at this moment:
This guy has turned into a monster!
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The perspective returns to the battlefield on the main road outside Eyes Town.
"Alas, Lord Ugo has ultimately lost himself to the power of 'witchcraft'."
Beside a large tree charred by lightning at the edge of the battlefield, the witch apostle Franky turned her gaze away from Frostraven Town and sighed.
"Cough cough!"
Immediately afterwards, he, who was physically weak, started coughing violently.
With a pale face, he couldn't help but turn his gaze back to the battlefield not far in front of him.
He saw:
The blond youth who caught his attention rode an extraordinary jet-black warhorse and charged into the battlefield of the four silver-rank knights.
At first, he thought that this blond youth, who was only at the mid-stage of the Black Iron Rank, did not have a proper understanding of his own strength and wanted to die.
But what happened to the blond youth next overturned his judgment.
A holy light emanated from the blond youth, and then his knightly cultivation level instantly rose to the late stage of the Black Iron rank.
Despite being pierced through the head by a crimson arrow of light on the battlefield, the black-armored knight Daiba did not lose his mind.
Based on his accumulated experience, he immediately discerned a clue from the holy light emanating from the blond youth who had joined the battle:
"Oh! I didn't expect you to be a Holy Son of the Moon Church."
He was furious about this.
After repelling his opponent with a powerful Wind Aura Slash, Daiba questioned Franky, who was watching the fight:
"You bastard, didn't you say there was no trace of church influence in this land?"
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"Ahem! Lord Deba, my 'witchcraft' tells me that this borderland is free from the interference of the church."
Franky, the witch apostle, was also very confused by this and tried to explain.
"Hmph! Whether you are a holy son of the Moonlit Church or not, you will die by my hand today."
The black-armored knight, Daiba, withdrew his gaze and directly called out his self-identified identity as a blond youth.
"Young Master? Holy Son?"
"Is this a 'blessing' from that deity of the Church of the Bright Moon?"
The butler, Leon, and Lawson were also confused.
Butler Leon knew that his young master had encountered a border incident related to the Church of the Moon while on his way to Cedar Valley to establish a workshop and supply channels.
But all he knew was that his young master had escaped danger in that incident and had befriended a priestess from the Moonlit Church and the Crescent Lord, who belonged to the church.
now.
He felt the holy light emanating from Arthur and recalled his few interactions with the leaders of the Moon Cult during his time in the royal city.
This is undoubtedly the power that only believers of the Moon Church can draw from their worshipped Moon Goddess, the "Power of the Moon."
Lawson also noticed this.
And so, the same thought simultaneously arose in both his mind and that of his butler, Leon:
Could it be that the young master/Arthur joined the Church of the Moon, and his faith and potential were recognized and favored by that god, thus receiving the power of "blessing"?
at this time.
We now turn to Arthur's perspective, the one who is in the spotlight.
When Black Rock faced a life-or-death situation, he no longer held back and chose to reveal one of his most important trump cards at the crucial moment.
—Lv.2 "Blessing of the Moon".
Only he knew that this "favor" did not come directly from his faith in the deity of the Moon Church.
It has another name, named after one of the eight virtues of chivalry, "The Blessing of the Soul".
Arthur received his second blessing after "Blessing of Mercy" after subduing Gawain, the second possessor of the Knight's Heart.
In contrast to Gawain's "Blessing of the Sun".
"The Grace of the Bright Moon" allows him to significantly enhance his strength, mental resistance, and life recovery when fighting at night.
Arthur experimented with it at first.
The Lv.1 level "Blessing of the Moon" increases by a maximum of 100% in these three dimensions during the full moon at night.
And after the Crescent Moon Collar incident.
After his "Blessing of the Moon" unexpectedly advanced to Lv.2, the improvement in all three dimensions could reach 100% during normal nighttime hours, and even 150% during a full moon.
Right now, it is the long night in the North, at the half-moon stage.
With the help of the Lv.2 "Blessing of the Moon", Arthur gained a significant 120% increase in three dimensions: strength, mental resistance, and life recovery.
The most direct result of such an improvement is:
Without relying on the "Excellent" grade "Flame Lion Breathing Technique" recorded as the first combat skill - Bloodline Boiling State, he can stably maintain the late stage of Black Iron Rank.
Back to the present.
Arthur, a late-stage Iron-rank knight, intervened in the battle between the four Silver-rank knights.
Then, look at Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight.
After just now, I fought against two black-armored knights whose strength had increased dramatically.
He had actually anticipated this:
If no other Silver-rank Knight-level variable occurs, the outcome of this battle would be a foregone conclusion for him and Leon.
Therefore, upon seeing Arthur, a late-stage Iron Rank cultivator, join this battle where the odds of victory were already slim, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"Alas, my lord, given the potential you have shown so far..."
"Excellent" grade Knight Breathing Technique;
The Holy Son of the Church of the Bright Moon, "Grace";
These things are enough to propel your growth to the golden level, a realm that seems unattainable to us.
He paused and changed the subject:
"But why don't you cherish these precious things at all? Why don't you cherish your own life at all?"
Lawson, the Badger Knight, rebuked Arthur for his rash decision at that moment:
“You could have avoided the conflict, stayed away from this strife, and left this land that was destined to be destroyed.”
"That's right! Young Master."
At this point, the butler, Leon, echoed Lawson's words:
"You don't need to join our fight, please leave here immediately!"
Lawson and I will do our best to buy you time to escape.
After realizing the disparity in strength between the two sides.
Leon's convictions and rationality as a butler had helped him prepare for the worst.
That was to use his own life to fight for a chance of survival for the young head of the Field family, whom he had served for many years.