Quanyou: I loaded the Demon Hunter system

Chapter 307 With one enemy against seven, the French seal shows its power

Sir Duncan was a tall man, and what he held in his hand was a rather long hand and a half sword.

Clay attacked so suddenly, it was too late for him to use offense instead of defense, so he could barely lift the heavy weapon and lay it across in front of him.

There was a crisp sound of weapons colliding. I originally thought that the Duke of Blood Raven would be a powerful blow.

However, how could Clay compete with him with brute force?

The coordination and agility of the witcher's body are far beyond ordinary people, and it would be a pity not to use it.

The blade slashed, and after Clay slammed Sir Duncan hard with his shoulder, he immediately rushed towards the obviously unprepared blond iron guard on the left with this force.

This guy is much shorter than Sir Duncan, and his figure is also relatively thin. Clay didn't show politeness to him. After dodging the sword he hastily handed up, the tip of the "Dark Sister" stabbed towards the inside of his elbow. go.

He knew very well that for various reasons, the Royal Guards all took the route of heavy armored infantry.

It can be said that each one is a complete tin can.

It is not impossible to count on breaking the defense head-on, but it is very difficult.

Therefore, the weakness of these guys is the connection of their armor.

Joints, neck, underarms and more.

Realizing what the Duke of Blood Raven wanted to do, the iron guard from the western region, the warrior's instinct saved him.

Subconsciously retracting his forearm, Clay's sword only pierced a little before being pinched by his elbow.

Clay didn't want to kill the enemy with one blow. When he saw this situation, he immediately drew his sword and retreated.

There was a very glaring red trace on the tip of the sword.

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and blood was seen.

Among the crowd watching the battle, someone let out a low cry.

They knew that the young Duke of Blood Raven was indeed brave and good at fighting, but they didn't expect that he was still unstoppable now.

Not to mention taking the initiative to attack, and almost crippled the arm of an iron guard.

A knowledgeable person could understand that if the blond iron guard hadn't reacted quickly, the sword would have cut off his entire forearm.

After glancing at his injured brother, who shook his head and signaled that he was fine, Sir Duncan finally put away his contempt.

He originally thought that seven against one would make this very urgent "Seven Sons Trial" completely dishonorable.

However, he misunderstood Blood Raven's determination and miscalculated his martial arts.

As a soldier, he knew very well that these two strikes were aimed at killing people, and the blood crow really wanted to kill them.

With unprecedented seriousness on their faces, seven people came out slowly, holding up all kinds of long swords, and wrapped Clay in the center of the throne room.

Seeing this scene, Aegon V was relieved a lot.

He is not a Gaoliang boy who has never seen anything. No matter how strong a martial arts person is, he can face at most three or four swords at the same time, and any more will be life-threatening.

After all, people's neural reactions have limits.

The seven swords pierced from all angles at the same time. Normally, it was indeed unsolvable.

But is Clay an ordinary person?

Fayin is confused, how do you deal with it?
"Blood Crow, surrender your sword now, you still have a chance to put on black clothes, otherwise, you will only die."

Aegon V laughed, as if it hadn't been him who had just been shocked and angry.

Clay turned a deaf ear and carefully observed the situation of the surrounding enemies.

He is waiting for the opponent's attack.

Don't forget, he now has a Quen shield on his body.

After all, he is an old world, and his Kunen shield is much stronger than Krissen's.

At least, there is no problem in blocking the two swords.

As long as the opponent attacks and reveals his flaws, his chance will come.

Thinking he had found his chance, the blond iron guard who had just been injured attacked Clay from behind with a long sword in his hand.

In his opinion, Blood Crow didn't have any armor on him, and a single sword could hit him severely.

It can be regarded as a bad breath.

When he saw that his sword was about to touch Blood Crow's defenseless back, he had already started singing in his heart.

However, the next moment, he felt that his attack was bounced away by a stronger force.

But his eyes clearly told him that there was only a thin shirt on the blood crow.

Before he realized what was going on, he saw that Blood Crow turned around abruptly, reaching towards him with his left hand that had not moved.

What can a hand without a fist do?
he thought.

Then, he seemed to hear the Duke of Blood Raven, and spit out a word he didn't understand.

"Alder!"

"boom!"

The huge force suddenly made his body, which weighed almost two hundred pounds with the armor all over him, fly backwards.

The body slid on the smooth marble floor, and was thrown to pieces. The blond iron guard with starry eyes had just focused his eyes when he saw a figure flying over and raised the sword in his hand.

There was a strange sound of "poof".

The long sword pierced the unsuspecting throat and penetrated directly.

The witcher performs the normal operation, Alder knocks down, and then kills with one hit.

Several screams rang out, and Clay's lightning-fast killing really caught them by surprise.

Withdrawing the long sword, there was a huge gap in the neck, the main artery was completely destroyed, and a part of the spine was attached.

The smell of blood immediately filled the air.

With the ugly face of Brynden River, Clay's blood-red eyes were full of sarcasm.

He looked at the remaining six people and said softly:

"It's your turn..."

Before the iron guards could speak, Aegon V on the throne roared first:
"Quick! Kill him, let's go together!"

He was almost impatient.

Because he suddenly realized one thing, this "Trial of the Seven Sons", maybe he really might lose.

He is not a strong king who has been on the throne for a long time and whose throne is stable.

In fact, he didn't even sit hot on his ass.

Once he is defeated by this kind of sacred and unreasonable contest, it can be said that his throne is hanging.

Duncan wondered what the king was thinking.

But his expression was so gloomy that he was about to get out of water.

He didn't know how the Duke of Blood Raven let his brother fly so far.

Of the five seals, Igni and Arden are the most obvious.

But the remaining three are not easy to observe, especially in this kind of battle.

Clay leaving them alone has caused attrition, but not enough.

I am still under a lot of pressure, and the blood I shed today is not enough!

Anyway, it was a dream, so Clay had to give it a good job.

Seeing the blood crow rushing towards him again, Duncan didn't take the lead in attacking, but stabilized his footing.

He knew very well that heavy armored infantry like them would not be able to stand up for a while once they were knocked down.

But Clay let him down again.

Clay rushed into the crowd and directly made a left hand to the ground.

In an instant, the purple runes formed a ring formation, enveloping the six iron guards.

This action directly shocked everyone present.

"dark magic!"

someone shouted.

In fact, there is no branch of black magic at all, but, in this low-magic world, people may never have seen magic in their entire lives, so when encountering those who have never seen it, they will report the greatest malice, collectively referred to as "black magic".

But the strange thing is that although they shouted so, none of them wanted to go up and stop it.

Because the "Judgment of the Seven Sons" itself is too sacred and is directly linked to the Seven Gods.

How long is your Targaryen dynasty?

The Seven have existed in Westeros for thousands of years.

This is much more powerful than the ancestor's method.

It doesn't matter what the people outside the battle think. The six iron guards who were given the deceleration buff by the sign of Yaden are now in great pain.

Originally, the heavy armor on his body was already uncomfortable, and then he met the Yaden Seal.

The iron guards couldn't even lift their feet, and the armor protecting them had now become iron coffins one by one.

The two iron guards were directly nailed in place by the hysteresis effect brought by the seal of Arden, and the remaining four also had difficulty moving and were frightened.

What the blood crow revealed has surpassed their comprehension.

But for the sanctity of the "Trial of the Seven Sons" and the authority and honor of His Majesty the King, they must persist in fighting.

However, when they failed to stop Klay from releasing the Sign of Arden, the battle, their defeat, was doomed.

In the Arden sign, they seemed to be in slow motion, while Clay, who was acting normally, was as fast as lightning.

A sword brushed aside the soft attacking long sword, and Clay swung his arm down, cutting off the sword-wielding hand of an iron guard.

The pain reaction was still there, and the guy hugged his severed hand and let out a heart-piercing wail.

But the wailing didn't last for a few moments, and Clay's long sword had already pierced his heart from the side.

Clay said that the blood here today has not shed enough, it is too far away.

The remaining people were not fools. After realizing the terror of Yaden's seal, they immediately found a way to retreat towards the periphery of the seal.

Now, it's five against one.

But the party with a larger number has no psychological advantage at all.

Something called fear has slowly grown in their hearts.

Originally, they thought that catching and killing the blood crow would be a sure thing, but now they found out that the imperial prime minister regarded them as prey.

After rolling and crawling out of the range of Arden's seal, one of the Kingsguard even looked back at the king, whose face turned red again.

But no one called to stop, so they could only fight on.

Clay rushed forward again, he never thought of confronting Sir Duncan head-on.

It's not that he is cowardly, but that the most important dish is tasteful if it is eaten last.

I don't know what kind of mood Aegon V would feel when he saw his "favorite" Captain of the Kingsguard die in front of him?
Clay wanted to see the king's expression at that moment.

In the ensuing fight, Clay showed off his sword dance.

He hasn't let go of the witcher swordsmanship that the system taught him back then.

The five long swords did not play any role under this ingenious sword skill.

It's not that the Kingsguard are all idiots.

It's that they have lost their courage, and they have to be on guard against Clay's Alder sign at all times. They are always careful, and they can't use their full strength at all.

The six of them huddled together, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the Duke of Bloodraven in the center was simply strolling in the courtyard.

After playing for a while, Clay got bored.

It's time to end.

Alder's seal broke out again, and directly hit the head of a guy who didn't talk about martial arts and had been trying to sneak up on his waist.

There was only a click, and the powerful impact directly broke the guy's cervical spine.

He fell to the ground and twitched twice, then completely motionless.

While they were stunned for a moment, Clay's sword edge slashed the neck of another iron guard.

In the end, all the Iron Guard fell except their captain, Ser Duncan.

Under everyone's gaze, Duncan, whose limbs were broken, pressed Clay's left hand on his visor.

"Igni"

Clay murmured.

(End of this chapter)