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Feng had no time to defend himself, so he could only use the whirlwind on his body to summon a wall of wind, which caught the flying cone-shaped arrow and caused it to fall to the ground.

"Huha..."

The continuous casting of magic left Feng with obvious signs of fatigue.

This can't go on. That guy named Eleanor still has dozens of arrows left, while my magic power is almost exhausted. Once my magic power is depleted and the whirlwind disappears, I'll probably end up turning into a hedgehog.

Without any hesitation, Feng strode forward, quickly closing the distance with Eleanor, then raised his two-handed greatsword high and slashed down with all his might!

"boom!"

As the two-handed greatsword fell, a large cloud of mud splattered onto the ground.

Eleanor dodged in time and was not hurt, but just as he regained his footing, a wind slash silently came toward him.

Not far away, a victorious smile appeared on Feng's tired face. That powerful slash just now was just a feint; the real killing move was the wind slash on his two-handed greatsword!

Now that Eleanor has just regained his footing, he certainly can't dodge, let alone draw his bow and nock an arrow. Without any protection, he'll either die or be crippled.

As expected, Eleanor, who had not yet regained her footing, saw the approaching wind slash and was unable to dodge it again, nor did she have time to draw her bow and nock an arrow.

"Chong"

Eleanor threw away his warbow, took out the battle axe from his waist, and the battle axe flashed with a white light before he slashed at the wind slash in front of him.

"Utterly foolish, thinking that an axe could..."

Seeing Elaine struggling in her death throes, Feng wanted to mock her, but the result left him speechless.

"boom"

The battle axe, gleaming with white light, directly blocked the wind slash.

"How can this be?!"

Feng was so surprised by this move that he stood there stunned.

While Feng was still in a daze, Eleanor picked up the war bow from the ground in a flash, drew it to its full extent like a full moon, and shot an arrow like a shooting star.

"Whoosh!"

A cone-shaped arrow came flying at Feng, who had no time to react and could only raise his hands to block it in front of his face.

"puff"

The sharp arrow pierced through the whirlwind that was wrapped around him, penetrating his arm, and the splattered blood even jumped into his eyes, causing Feng to reflexively close his eyes.

Elaine quickly seized the opportunity and fired four more shots at Feng's hands and feet.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Four cone-shaped arrows were fired, piercing directly through Feng's arms and knees.

"Ow!"

Feng let out a scream, the whirlwind around him vanished instantly, and he uncontrollably knelt on the ground.

Eleanor dropped his warbow again, drew his battle axe, and charged toward Feng.

Aileen gripped the battle axe tightly with both hands, and with a powerful force, the sharp blade plunged directly into Feng's neck!

Immediately afterwards, Eleanor gripped the axe handle tightly with his right hand and slammed his left hand hard against the back of his right hand!

"Crack!"

The battle axe, which had only penetrated halfway into Feng's neck, now sank completely in. Feng's eyes rolled back instantly, his body convulsed, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Thump" "Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

With a thud as something hit the ground, Feng's headless body instantly spurted out a stream of scalding blood, staining Eleanor's body red, making him look like a demon god.

Eleanor wiped the blood off his body without even catching his breath, picked up Feng's rolling head, and waved it towards Count Axel's army to declare his victory.

"what?"

"Knight Feng was killed?"

"How is that possible? Knight Feng is my idol!"

"If Knight Feng is ranked according to adventurer standards, he possesses the strength of a silver-level adventurer! Moreover, he has won over a hundred knight duels, and he has always been the one killing others. How could he possibly be the one being killed?"

At this moment, the expressions of everyone in Count Axel's army, whether knights or warriors, were incredibly complex. Feng's death was directly attacking their psychological defenses.

Count Axel stared wide-eyed at the sight and nearly fell off his horse. Although he managed to maintain his composure, the vacant look in his eyes betrayed his panic.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could Feng possibly die at the hands of a playboy!"

Count Axel roared inwardly, but this surprise was only the beginning!

Chapter 87 Two Dead, One Wounded, A Complete Victory

While Feng was being beheaded by Elaine, on the other side, Akavi's Frost Heavy Hand Half-Sword had already pierced through Mar's stomach.

The warm blood froze instantly at the last second before it seeped from the wound, dripping into the soil and making the already muddy ground even stickier.

Mar was spitting out mouthfuls of blood, and he could clearly feel that his lower body had completely lost all sensation.

If I don't separate myself from Akavi soon, I'm afraid I'll really turn into an ice sculpture.

But no matter how hard he pressed the greatsword down with both hands, Akavi's left hand's reflective mithril magic shield remained unmoved, stuck in a stalemate with him.

Mar's face was already contorted and flushed red, with a slight pallor, but Akavi remained calm as if he wasn't poking Mar while simultaneously wrestling with him.

"Zizzi"

Before long, a thick, smooth layer of ice formed on the ground where Mar and Akavi stood, and then the ice quickly spread all over Mar's body like a shadow.

"Click"

Akavi forcefully pulled the Frost Heavy Hand-and-Half Sword embedded in Mar's belly, then gracefully sheathed it on his back.

"..."

Mar remained motionless, still wielding his greatsword, as if the pause button had been pressed.

However, upon closer inspection, one will find that Mal's entire body is covered with a thin layer of white frost.

"What's going on? Why isn't Knight Mar moving?"

"Something's not right, something's nine-tenths wrong! Didn't you guys notice? After that guy named Akavi pulled the sword out of Knight Mal's body, Knight Mal didn't bleed at all!"

"Hey, hey, hey, look closely, a layer of solid ice has formed beneath the feet of Knight Mar and that Akavi!"

Seeing that the battle had suddenly ended, Mar and Akavi's army began to murmur amongst themselves.

The fight between Mar and Akavi was far too mundane compared to the dazzling, life-or-death battle between Von and Elaine.

Akavi pierced through Mar's "Dragon Scale Technique" with a single sword strike. Mar used all his strength to wield his two-handed greatsword and wrestle with Akavi's reflective mithril magic shield. Now, Akavi has sheathed his sword and shield, and Mar remains motionless in his slashing posture, like an ice sculpture.

How could this not cause a commotion among them?

Count Axel looked at the motionless Mar and silently closed his eyes.

He had already seen from the beginning that Akavi's sword was an enchanted weapon, so when that enchanted weapon broke through Mar's magic and pierced his body, Mar had already lost half the battle.

When Mar's all-out struggle failed, defeat was inevitable.

After closing his eyes for a long time, Count Axel finally focused his gaze on Muke, praying frantically to the Earth Mother Goddess that he could win at least one round!

Otherwise, if they lose all three battles, their already low morale will likely plummet to rock bottom.

On the other side, Yak and Muk faced off not far apart, their gazes sweeping over each other while also glancing at the other two sides out of the corner of their eyes.

When Muke caught a glimpse of the beheaded Von and the motionless Mar out of the corner of his eye, the shock in his eyes was impossible to conceal.

"The other two have already lost, and you were injured at the beginning. You're no match for the goblins now, so just surrender!"

Ark held a short sword made of fine steel in his right hand and a small, distinctive round shield strapped to his left, speaking coldly to Muk.

His tone was neither warm nor cold, as if he were stating a fact.

Ark only experiences strong emotional fluctuations when facing goblins; otherwise, he can be considered a rather indifferent but kind person.

Therefore, when the situation was already settled, he began to persuade Muk to surrender.

But as soon as he said those words, Muke found them extremely grating. What did he mean by saying they wouldn't be a match for goblins?

Even if this guy is trying to humiliate me, he doesn't have to compare me to a goblin!

Muk, who was initially hesitant, instantly became fervent after hearing the goblin's offer of surrender.

"No need. Whether it's my oath to my lord or my commitment to chivalry, I will never surrender!"

After Muk finished speaking, he swung the large iron staff with both hands and smashed it down on Ark's head.

"Is that so? Then I will do my best to spare your life!"

Ark's tone was completely flat. After he finished speaking, he sheathed the short sword in his right hand and then groped for the pouch tied to his waist.

"Shhhhhh!"

Immediately following were three whooshing sounds. Muk's eyes narrowed, and he immediately stopped charging, swinging his large iron staff horizontally in front of his chest.

"Ding Ding Ding"

With three metallic clanging sounds, the three throwing knives were plunged into the mud.

"hidden weapon?!"

Muke was stunned; he hadn't expected Ark to use hidden weapons in the knightly duel.

"In a life-or-death duel, whatever you use is just as important as practicality when killing goblins."

After giving a curt reply, Yak pulled a dark object from his pocket and threw it at Muk.

"Although I don't understand what you're saying, there's some truth to it. When faced with life and death, no means are too much!"

Muk swung the large iron staff in his hand in a half-circle, and then smashed it hard against what Yak had thrown at him.

"bang"

The moment the large iron rod touched the dark object, the dark object instantly exploded, emitting a highly pungent white smoke.

"Cough cough cough, damn it, what is this thing? I, cough cough cough, can't breathe!"

The moment he came into contact with the white smoke, Muk coughed violently, tears and snot streaming uncontrollably from his eyes, and the large iron staff he was gripping tightly almost slipped from his hands.

"Tear"

Just as Muk was being snotted and teary-eyed by the tear gas, Yak, who was in the distance, took out a scroll from his pocket and tore it open in Muk's direction.

"call!"

A blazing fireball exploded directly towards Muk.

"what!"

Sensing the presence of flames, Muke immediately sensed danger and lunged forward, trying to dodge the scorching heat.

But it was too late. Even though he had tried his best to escape the fireball, he was still blown away by it.

"puff"

Muke spat out the dirt from the corner of his mouth and struggled to stand up again, when a short sword with a cold gleam was already held against his neck.

A dark shadow blocked his sunlight. He looked up and wondered who it could be but Ark.

"Zi"

Seeing that Muk seemed to still intend to resist, Yak directly placed the short sword across his neck, and a line of blood seeped out.

Faced with the threat of death, Muke, who had originally intended to die a martyr, suddenly stopped struggling, closed his eyes helplessly, and accepted the fact that he had become a prisoner.

Chapter 88 Battle, awesome!

Deathly silence, utter silence. Apart from the slight chill in the wind, the entire Storm Plains was so silent that you could almost hear a pin drop.

Count Axel's army watched as one of their own was beheaded, another frozen, and another captured, suffering three defeats in three battles. Everyone who had been whispering among themselves fell silent, as if their mouths had been sewn shut.

When Count Axel saw that even Muk, who was considered his last hope, had been captured by Ark, his anger surged dramatically.

Mar was the oldest knight who had followed him the longest, Feng was the most skilled knight under his command, and Muke was a rising star he relied on. Now, two of them died in the Storm Plains, and another was captured by the Storm Viscount's men.

This made Count Axel realize that the boast he had made when he set out on his trip had instantly become a huge joke.