Origin Paradise!

Factory ruins.

Broken building materials were scattered everywhere. The shockwaves from the two 210mm cannons tore apart almost all the supports. If it weren't for the Wildebeest Rider's extraordinary ability, Flash of Inspiration, which gave a warning, everyone present would have been covered in dust.

"Come out, you can't hurt me."

Grey Knight Rayman walked among the ruins, his expression as solemn as ever.

After he finished speaking, there was no sound around him, but the Grey Knight never stopped walking.

Just as he was about to leave the factory grounds, the shadows in front of a standing stone slab seemed to suddenly begin to flow.

The thief's attack was like a venomous snake. The deep green dagger sliced ​​through the air, its eerie light gleaming. Droplets of highly toxic liquid seeped out automatically from the sharp blade, which exuded a chilling aura. To test its power, he had once used this dagger to poison a very rare exotic bear.

The blade pierced straight into the eye socket; the force and angle were noteworthy.

The Grey Knight simply took a step back and easily dodged the stab.

The thief sneered, took a step forward and continued his momentum, using his hand to propel the dark green dagger, his momentum no less than before, the cold blade tip seeming to pierce the night.

“The extraordinary one from Prussia, tell us your origins.”

The Grey Knight dodged, positioning himself perfectly.

The dagger missed its mark, and the thief's pupils contracted. The enemy was standing directly opposite him at waist level, creating an immense sense of pressure. He quickly tried to create distance, but because the force in his hand had not dissipated, he staggered.

The skills are on completely different levels.

This made the thief's eyes extremely serious.

"The fact that I'm willing to speak up means I don't have much malice. People should learn to cherish opportunities, after all, those two shells were indeed quite powerful."

"What do you want to ask?"

"Leden East District Railway Dispatch Center, are there any trains that can be dispatched?"

The thief remained silent, cautiously retreating step by step.

The Grey Knight nodded. "Your area is within my lightning sensing zone, and the slightest movements of your body have already given me the answer. Join my team, and let bygones be bygones."

Upon hearing this, the thief retreated rapidly, his figure suddenly splitting into two. His real body fled at top speed, while the body formed by his shadow lunged forward. The shadow gradually expanded and then exploded with a bang, filling the surroundings with thick black mist that obscured all vision.

But then thunder rumbled in the air.

A flash of white light appeared, and a slender figure appeared before the thief. He raised his hand and brought it down, his arm covered in blazing lightning, like an indestructible battle blade, slashing down with white light.

The thief desperately flung his dagger, hoping to die with his enemy. The white blade sliced ​​him in two from top to bottom. Before he died, he heard a clanging sound in his ear, like the blade striking rock.

The Gray Knight dispelled the Electric Eel Knight's lightning, and the dark green dagger at his heart fell to the ground. Due to insufficient force, the blade failed to penetrate his defenses, but as it fell, the dagger suddenly exploded, turning into a poisonous mist that covered a wide area, just like the black mist from before.

Unfortunately, the white light always moved faster than the poisonous fog.

On the other side of the ruins, Tommy ran out wearing a gas mask. He saw the Grey Knight make his move, and the opponent handled the entire situation with ease.

"Speed ​​faster than the Cheetah Knight, physique stronger than the Brown Bear Knight, sensory abilities similar to a dolphin's song, electric shocks that can paralyze multiple targets, and white lightning that enhances attacks—are all monochrome knights at this level?"

Tommy looked down at his pitiful revolver, his feelings complicated.

……

In front of the factory.

The porcupine gradually cornered the enemy warrior, its body bursting with short, spear-like barbs that struck the heavy shield with a crackling sound, like bullets shooting through the air. These "short spears" had hundreds of barbs on them, and once they penetrated a person's body, they would take away a large piece of flesh when pulled out. However, their strength was greatly reduced when facing the shield.

The soldier remained fully defensive. He wasn't a professional tank player, and his lack of offensive and agility affected his mission completion rate. Independent growth for tank players was relatively difficult, and each one was highly sought after by supernatural organizations. Even a semi-tank like him, who only wielded a heavy shield and knew two tank skills, had received numerous invitations, including from a squad leader-level team from the Bureau of Order.

boom!

The porcupine angrily raised its arms and pounded wildly. The earthy yellow energy that had grown within its body after advancing to knight surged out, covering the tusks on its forearms and making them even thicker and heavier. Knight energy is considered the source of a knight, and although the total amount is not large, it seems unstoppable.

"Is all you know how to do is get beaten up?!"

The blows rained down like raindrops. The warrior struggled to defend himself, his body trembling. His hands, gripping the inside of the shield handle, cracked and bled, but he remained calm throughout.

The storm-like attack lasted for more than ten seconds. The porcupine was extremely annoyed by this turtle-shell-like creature, far beyond the normal range. With its final blow, it thrust its tusks straight into the dent on the shield, a flaw created by the crimson bullet.

Bang!

The fangs successfully pierced through the shield.

The warrior's gaze sharpened. Following his rare-level skill, Taunt, he decisively activated his second rare-level skill, Parry. One-fifth of his energy was consumed, and a strange power suddenly surged from his shield. With a crack, the ferocious fangs snapped in two.

The warrior, who had been maintaining a defensive stance, charged forward with his shield in hand, seizing the moment when the enemy's energy was depleted, and crashed straight into the enemy's chest.

"Squat down."

Faced with the attack, the porcupine's expression changed slightly. Just as it was about to raise its arms to defend, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind it. It wanted to grit its teeth and ignore it, but a strong premonition of death rose in its heart. Its body was a step ahead of its thoughts, and it squatted down in accordance with its instincts.

boom!

A deafening roar, like muffled thunder.

A crimson-blue blood moon cleaved through the sky, swept past the porcupine's head, and slammed into the incoming shield with unimaginable force.

The thunderous sound, like a giant hammer striking a bell, made the porcupine instinctively cover its ears, and blood seeped out and dripped from between its fingers.

Starting from the crater, countless cracks spread across the surface of the heavy shield, completely shattering the parrying skill. The shield disintegrated, and fragments pierced the air. The spear, imbued with cyan and red energy, continued its momentum, breaking the warrior's arm and striking his chest with overwhelming force.

As the heavy blow landed, the warrior seemed to hear the furious roar of a dragon. Damage indicators kept appearing, and after figuring out why the swordsman captain had been instantly killed, death followed one after another.

The porcupine looked up, blood and gore raining down on its face, making its expression quite subtle. The upper body of the enemy in front of it was completely blasted apart, and it realized that it had completely lost its concept of the power contained in that spear; it was practically a Prussian armored train.

"If you're so strong, why would you desert?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Jiang He put away the Long Regret Spear; half of his killing power lay in this excellent-grade main weapon, the long spear.

Wuhe said, "That mage didn't just stand there waiting to die; he's already disappeared. Judging from his attack pattern, he should be a player from Tsarist Russia in the real world—the Artillery Mage. He believes in the supremacy of firepower and is quite strong. I guess we'll have a chance to meet again in the future."

Jiang He picked up the second scarlet card. He didn't quite believe in his luck, but Tommy's flash of inspiration might be of some help.

Chapter 73 Flying Light Knight Sword

The night was cool as water, and the rain fell lightly.

Two Prussian companies that were supposed to support the library received orders to turn back and head towards the ruined factory at the crossroads.

After the four-person team reunited, they left the surrounding area and continued towards the East District train dispatch station.

This route is very close to the one when someone entered the city for the second time. The church ambush site is just two streets away. The second trench line set up by the British army behind it has long been lost, leaving behind countless traces of the horsehair worm puppets' movements and densely packed shell craters.

Further away, towards the library, the fire from a barrage of cannons illuminated the night sky, drawing the attention of the entire Lyden. Many knights, including the Grey Knights, and elite infantry had been transferred to the eastern district by the camp command, and the newly reinforced infantry division had already suffered heavy losses.

Grey Knight Rayman led the three into a half-collapsed two-story shop, which had been looted of all its goods. Because it was far from the street corner, the building was worthless.

"It'll be dawn in an hour. Let's rest for a bit, and then continue our advance when it gets light. Two people upstairs, two people downstairs."

The porcupine hesitated upon hearing this, and said, "Mr. Grey Knight, traveling long distances during the day is too dangerous. Although I am not afraid, the level of danger is not worth it."

The Grey Knight said, "We've likely been spotted by the Prussians. That escaped guy will definitely report it, and the camp command isn't a monolithic entity. If we go too late, we'll risk being ambushed."

The porcupine couldn't believe it. "A spy in the camp?"

“That’s not necessarily true,” the Grey Knight asked. “How did you know about the Knights of the Never-Setting Sun Medal in advance?”

The porcupine scratched its head. "This operation is supposed to be top secret, but everyone from Platinum Palace to the command center is a family friend. My uncle told me to prepare carefully. Even if I don't get the Order of the British Empire, I still have a chance to get the Rosary Cross. Getting a high-ranking position in Platinum Palace shouldn't be a problem. I squeezed out a lot of people to be in your group."

The Grey Knight shook his head. "You nobles are really interesting."

"Let's go upstairs."

After Jiang He finished speaking, he stepped up to the second floor and handed two alchemical piercing bullets to Tommy behind him.

"Use your abilities to help me out."

Tommy hesitated, "The flash of inspiration only concerns me personally."

Jiang He thought for a moment and said, "I have two lottery tickets on hand. I'll give you another one if the winning ticket is drawn. You can use the Wildebeest Rider's ability to lock in the timing, and the reward will be linked to your earnings. That way, we'll be connected."

Tommy understood what the other person meant; lotteries had already appeared in Great Britain in the sixteenth century.

He smiled and replied, "It seems feasible."

A moment later, both sides completed their preparations.

Jiang He held a crimson card from a warrior. This card could only be opened by the player who killed the enemy. The contents were randomized based on the quantity, and items and ordinary junk were treated the same in the judgment.

Tommy closed his eyes, activated his knight energy, and entered a brief state of mental emptiness.

"I'm ready."

Upon receiving the signal, Jiang He crushed the scarlet card and reached into the small circle formed by the card fragments. As it opened, the warrior's inventory collapsed rapidly, and items were annihilated one by one. According to Wu He's instructions, he only had one chance to grab them, and the whole process would take no more than a minute.

Tommy sensed an opportunity and said, "Now!"

Jiang He clenched her fist, then pulled out a plain gold pocket watch from the scarlet card, which appeared before the two of them.

Wuhe exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, they can actually ship goods!"

Jiang He raised an eyebrow, "Is that all there is to it?"

“Yes, many people find paperclips, twigs, leaves, and scraps of paper, so this is a very rare find,” Wuhe replied through his private channel.

Tommy couldn't see the Scarlet Card. In his eyes, Rhine casually pulled out a golden pocket watch. Considering the opponent's performance when defending position 144, he didn't ask why. This was probably the strange effect of a powerful treasure.

Jiang He pondered for a moment and said, "If I can offer something satisfactory, your family can serve as the designated agent for the Red Knight Hunting Medal, and the agent can hold an important position in the King's Shield."

Tommy, with his imposing position as King's Shield, sees it as a unique opportunity for the entire family to grow. As the de facto backbone of the family, he is also closely connected to the family's future. The Wildebeest Knight's flash of inspiration is a precise grasp of the situation when facing difficulties and opportunities.

"I'm ready."

Tommy had exhausted most of his knight energy and was now fully prepared. Due to the importance of the proxy, his inspiration had reached an unprecedented level of activity.

Jiang He activated the Crimson Card, and the swordsman's item pouch entered the destruction. He reached his hand into it, waiting for the wildebeest's ability to provide guidance. The rules of the Origin Game protected his hand from the destruction.

Wuhe was slightly excited and bounced around on someone's shoulder. The dead swordsman was not weak. Including the Weidan trench coat, he possessed two rare-level equipment pieces, one for offense and one for defense, and perhaps other good things.

Half a minute later, Tommy's forehead was covered in sweat.

After another ten seconds or so, he quickly said, "Now!"

Jiang He clenched her fist and pulled back, revealing a gleaming knight's sword.

Wuhe stared in disbelief. "Executive, Tommy has some luck on him. If his existence were sold as intelligence, it could fetch the same price as the God-Making Project. He'd make money from every share he sold. I was wondering why the Wildebeest Knights had no fighting ability at all. It seems they've focused all their skills on specialization."

After the card draw ended, the swordsman's main weapon, which he had hidden before his death, was mercilessly drawn out by sheer luck.

Jiang He gave Wu He four black gems as hush money.

"How are the agents for the Huntsman Medal given out? Do we have to go back and submit a report?"

Wuhe, controlling a small raven, swallowed the black gem and replied, "Knight's Medals like Monochrome Hunt and The Undying Sun can be disassembled. Just give him the inner lining; someone will liaise with him when he returns to the mainland. You can keep the outer shell as a souvenir. To be honest, British medals are all quite beautiful."

Jiang He nodded and handed the medal insert and two alchemical piercing bullets to Tommy, explaining how to use the former.

"Thank you."

"polite."

Tommy waved his hand, indicating that their friendship needed no further explanation.

Jiang He checks the results of opening the card.

[Name: Flying Light Knight Sword]

[Type: Primary Weapon]

[Quality: Rare]

[Effect ①: Intermediate Durability, Sharpness]

[Effect ②: Can actively release a violent flash of light, consuming 20 energy points each time]

[Effect 2: Increases sword casting speed by 25%]

[Note: The sword is a beam of light!]

"Unfortunately, I don't need it."

Jiang He sheathed the Flying Knight Sword. He couldn't benefit from the passive skill's damage bonus when using a longsword. Moreover, this sword was not in the same league as the Everlasting Regret Spear. Among the players he knew, only Si Ning, who had a flower sword at her waist, might be willing to pay for it. Otherwise, he could only try to communicate with Chu Fuqiang of the Order Bureau.

The information about Flying Knight Sword was copied and pasted and sent to Si Ning through the friends list.

[Mo Ke: Name your price if you want it. We'll only negotiate for three rounds. After that, no matter what the price is, I'll sell the sword to the Bureau of Order.]

[Lemon King: Wait a minute, I'm climbing a snow mountain. Let me dig a hole first, then we'll talk.]