novel-bin Chapter 60 Combat
Chapter 60 Combat
on the street.
Brown and Lynn ran for their lives, one after the other.
They quickly rushed out of the city gate.
Seeing this, Lynn unleashed his power and instantly gave chase.
Brown, who was in front, clearly hadn't anticipated that the man in black would be so fast.
In desperation, he had to stop and turn around to deal with Lynn's attack.
The two greatswords clashed.
A sharp metallic clanging sound echoed through the empty wilderness.
Brown felt a tremendous force strike him, and his entire body was sent flying.
"roar!!!"
In mid-air, Brown did not hesitate to use the Berserker's innate skill, [Wrath].
In an instant, his body swelled up and transformed into a towering beast.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was covered in explosive muscles that exceeded the limits of human capabilities.
Brown was both shocked and furious.
The guy in front of me is really too strange.
While possessing extremely high speed, its strength is no less than its own.
If he doesn't enter this state, he probably won't be a match for this person.
Brown was incredibly tall at that moment.
What was originally a two-handed greatsword now seemed like a one-handed sword in his hands.
He was panting heavily, exhaling terrifying white steam from his mouth.
Lynn was wary of Nareel.
With his current strength, defeating Brown wouldn't be too difficult.
But the problem is that he needs to get the whereabouts of Tina from this guy.
Therefore, the goal should not be to kill him, but to severely injure him and capture him alive.
But this makes it much more difficult.
This is even ignoring the fact that Brown has a large number of potions and spell scrolls.
But Lynn remained calm.
Not to mention that Violet is nearby, the commotion here will attract her sooner or later.
Moreover, Lynn's stamina far surpasses Brown's.
Now all he needs to do is keep expending his energy.
With that thought in mind, Lynn held the greatsword upright in front of him, preparing to continuously deplete his strength.
The moment Lynn raised his greatsword, Brown's body began to tremble violently.
Brown stared intently at the familiar greatsword, his heart gradually filled with rage.
Isn't this the greatsword used by the man in black who plotted against him the night the manor was destroyed?
He roared and swung his sword at us.
"You bastard! How dare you show your face in front of me! Die!!!"
Lynn remained calm and unhurriedly parried Brown's fierce attacks.
Brown's strength and speed have improved significantly, but he still cannot break through Lynn's defense.
Lynn silently parried all the fierce attacks, occasionally drawing blood from Brown's body with a few cuts.
Things are different now.
......
White Horse Tavern.
Ezra told Bishop Ryder the whole story.
Ryder slammed his hand on the table, his face extremely grim.
"This Nareel is nothing more than a baron from a remote borderland, yet he dares to attack my priests! How audacious! Ezra, come with me!"
Bishop Ryder walked out with a cold face.
Ezra was overjoyed and quickly followed.
Once outside, Ryder lifted his hands.
A purple energy surrounded him and Ezra's bodies.
Lifted by this force, the two of them floated directly into the air.
The surrounding crowd stared wide-eyed.
The city below seemed to grow smaller and smaller.
Ryder coldly surveyed the situation in the city.
He soon discovered the commotion outside the city.
A gray-haired man whose body had multiplied was fighting a black-clad man wielding a greatsword.
Ryder frowned and manipulated the energy to fly in that direction.
They landed on the city wall and looked down at the scene below.
Ezra looked anxious.
"Your Excellency, what are you waiting for? Go down and kill this blasphemer!"
Ryder gave him a cold glance.
"Ezra, are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
Ezra was startled and quickly waved his hand.
"No, how could I dare? Your Excellency, you misunderstand me. I'm just eager to get rid of this blasphemer!"
Ryder turned his head away and stopped looking at him.
"Hmph, you think I don't know what you're thinking? Don't worry, you'll get what you deserve, but there's no rush to make a move. Ezra, do you know why?"
Ezra shook his head, somewhat bewildered.
Ryder was very disappointed in him.
"It seems you're only cut out to be an aristocrat; you have absolutely no sense of vigilance."
Ezra, don't you find that strange?
It is strange in itself that a superhuman comparable to Nareel has suddenly appeared in this remote place.
What's even stranger is that this person chose to attack Nareel at this time and place, which clearly indicates that he knew of our presence beforehand and didn't want to attract our attention.
So what is his purpose? Which faction does he belong to? Or is he just bait thrown out to attract attention? Have you thought about these questions?
Perhaps the real mastermind is lurking in the shadows, preparing to ambush us.
Ryder chuckled smugly.
Ezra was taken aback, a hint of panic in his expression.
"Are there other forces eyeing the Holy Maiden? Shouldn't we head back immediately?"
Ryder calmly waved his hand.
"Don't worry about the Holy Maiden. I've placed a magical mark on her, so I can detect any disturbance."
What I just said was just my guess; there are many possibilities, so let's wait and see.
However, I suspect this person is most likely also from the church. After all, my hasty arrival was too abrupt and may have attracted the attention of other bishops; those shameless fellows might try to intercept me halfway.
Ezra was somewhat worried.
"Sir, is it possible that they are members of the Restoration Society?"
Ryder laughed.
"Those rats who can't stand the light? Ezra, you overestimate them. They know nothing of the saint's value; they won't come to save her."
Ezra nodded.
However, he felt a vague unease in his heart.
at the same time.
Violet is also on her way here.
She had already heard the sounds of intense fighting coming from this side.
She intended to help Lynn control Brown.
But the figures of two priests on the city wall made her stop.
Violet hid, frowning as she stared at the two priests.
Judging from their attire, they are a bishop and a priest.
Why are they hiding up there watching instead of helping Nareel?
Various speculations flashed through her mind.
Violet decided not to make a move first.
If they come down soon, then we'll launch a sneak attack while they're in mid-air.
As for Lynn...
Violet turned her gaze to Lynn, who was moving with ease on the battlefield.
Her eyes were extremely complex.
Lynn.
Why was he able to fight Nareel to a standstill?
It hasn't even been a month.
He had transformed from a naive young man who had just entered the extraordinary realm into a seasoned warrior whose strength was comparable to that of a first-tier nine-star lord.
This talent is simply beyond terrifying.
This is absolutely outrageous!
She strongly suspected that Lynn possessed the blood of a legendary creature.
Is this rate of growth truly something humans can achieve?
Staring at the figure fighting in the arena, Violet subconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes.
She was incredibly glad she had acted impulsively.
Perhaps this person really can change the current state of the kingdom.
On the wilderness.
Brown unleashed another series of slashes.
He wielded the enormous greatsword with great skill, yet he still couldn't harm Lynn in the slightest.
He himself continued to accumulate more and more scars.
Brown was furious.
This shameless scoundrel is just like a foul-smelling, agile rat!
Brown's anger was gradually replaced by unease.
He slammed forward again with a powerful strike, creating a small crater in the ground.
Lynn used the momentum to back away.
Taking advantage of this moment, Brown pulled out a bottle of medicine, swallowed it, and turned to flee.
Lynn snorted and chased after them instantly.
He twisted his body, and the greatsword swung from his waist, about to strike Nareel's back.
Suddenly, Brown turned around with a sinister smile on his face.
He turned around and unfurled a spell scroll without hesitation.
The turquoise energy instantly condensed on the reel.
A series of wind blades whistled in.
It's a Tier 1 spell scroll, Gale Blade!
Lynn sensed something was wrong and quickly activated his skill [Swift Legs] to retreat.
He reacted quickly, but was still a beat too slow.
The wind blades whistled past.
Lynn did his best to dodge most of the wind blades.
However, a few wind blades still struck him, leaving some minor injuries.
Of course, his cloak and mask were also reduced to shreds by the wind blades.
Lynn's face was fully revealed in the darkness.
Brown's sinister and excited smile gradually disappeared.
His pupils slowly contracted.
His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
It was as if I had seen a ghost.
"Lin... En? It's you!"
Seeing that their identities were exposed.
Lynn simply ripped off all the cumbersome things he was wearing.
His expression was stern.
Good evening, Your Excellency.
"Didn't you want me to come back?"
"I'm right here now."