Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence
Chapter 437 - 263: Fight to the Death
"Boom!"
A terrifying aura surged. At this moment, facing a Sky Knight Peak and a Sky Knight, whether it was Count Engel or Michael, both instantly employed their Secret Technique, transforming their Life Source Power into a fiery crimson.
Blood-red spread across, with the fiery light casting onto the entire sky.
At this moment, their auras reached an extreme limit.
"Mad Blood Secret Technique, is it?"
"Sadly, it’s not enough!"
The elder spoke calmly, suspended in mid-air, as a torrent of life force, even more formidable than Engel and Michael’s, surged from his body.
"Boom!"
"Rumble!"
A massive roar erupted, as the sky above was shrouded in dark clouds.
The Sky Knight Peak could partially influence the outside world, and at this moment, the dark clouds covering the entire sky indicated that the elder’s cultivation was far beyond an ordinary Sky Knight Peak, just one step away from forming the Domain of a Half-Step Sanctuary.
Red Dragon Duke.
Being ennobled due to his merit, his power was far superior to that of ordinary dukes.
Even when entering the Exotic World, his overall power overwhelmed that of dukes from any top-tier Kingdom.
Not to mention the Liepuer Clan of the Tulip Kingdom, even the Anubi Clan of the Purple Gold Flower Kingdom was vastly beneath the nobility of the Red Dragon Duke’s level.
Truthfully, in a Kingdom War, the Red Dragon Duke even had the privilege of abstaining from participation.
Other nobles did not possess this right.
Feeling the dark clouds spreading across the sky, Count Engel and Michael’s faces slightly changed.
Yet at the moment, they had no path of retreat.
With their Knight’s Longswords ready in their hands, they charged towards the elder.
Dark clouds converged, bringing a cold chill, as the elder lightly clenched his right hand, igniting countless flames, and the next moment, a crimson Knight’s Long Lance appeared in his grip.
With the lance grasped, the surrounding temperature swiftly escalated.
Below, flowers and trees withered rapidly, their leaves turning yellow.
Even Count Engel and Michael felt a wave of scorching heat.
And in the next instant.
Before they could react.
The elder suddenly vanished from his original spot.
"Not good!"
Count Engel and Michael’s faces changed instantly.
Instinctively, they sought to dodge.
But it was too late.
The elder’s speed completely outstripped their perception.
He suddenly appeared beside Michael.
"Watch out!"
In the corner of his vision, sensing the elder’s presence, Engel’s voice rang out.
Michael instinctively raised his Knight’s Longsword.
"Boom!"
A lance plummeted from the sky.
"Pfft!"
Flames rose in the air, and Michael felt as if struck by the rampage of an adult Earth-bound Dragon Lock, with intense vibrations within his organs, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
He barely held out for less than an instant.
His figure was hurled like a cannonball into the distance.
"Boval McGill, finish him off!"
Watching the descending figure, the elder spoke sternly to another silhouette not far away.
"Yes!"
The figure responded, immediately charging towards the fallen Michael.
Count Engel instinctively wanted to move.
Yet before he could act, a vast opportunity had completely locked onto his body.
Cold sweat trickled from Count Engel’s forehead, halting his actions instinctively.
He was well aware that if he dared to move now, the elder’s thunderous strike would be inevitable.
"Huff!"
In mid-air, Count Engel exhaled a long breath.
Then his face broke into a smile.
His smile made the elder frown.
And at the moment he frowned.
As if sensing something, he instinctively looked towards the distant fallen Michael.
"Boom!"
A vast flame swept upwards.
"Hahaha!"
"Old man, precisely what I’ve been waiting for!"
The voice echoed with laughter, as endless flames engulfed the entire forest. A silhouette almost merged with the flames, the blood-red aura completely shrouding that area, Michael’s aura ascended once again, reaching Mid-stage Sky Knight.
From the flames, a charred figure was flung out.
Clearly, it was another Sky Knight of the Red Dragon Duke.
Yet now, flames enveloped his body, with a massive cavity instantly pierced through his chest.
The last traces of life quickly dissipated.
His charred form still held a wide, incredulous expression.
Originally an Early-stage Sky Knight Peak, he should have been unbeatable, not defeated so swiftly, let alone effortlessly obliterated.
Michael, devastated by the elder, was supposed to be easily dispatched by him, but he never anticipated Michael had retained his power.
"You, you all!"
The elder’s face turned grim, his gaze shifting to the ground, then back at Engel.
At this moment, a blaze of indignation inevitably surged.
He never anticipated that in Count Engel, a minor kingdom’s count, they would consecutively encounter unexpected issues.
The previous Sky Knight was instantaneously killed due to his lack of awareness.