Blind Spot
Chapter 662 - 607 looting three_2

Chapter 662: 607 looting three_2

"Barbarian Mage..." Li Chengyi pondered thoughtfully.

Boom!

At this moment, faced with the knights’ weaving slaughter, the barbarians had not suffered many casualties, but their formation was clearly disrupted, their rhythm broken.

Therefore, they began to descend into chaos.

Just then, from the center of the barbarian battle array, a tall black-skinned barbarian, three meters in height, clad in simple leather armor and wearing an ox bone helmet, burst forth from the ranks, brandishing a white giant shield embedded with bone spikes.

"Kill! For the tribe!"

The barbarian roared as he charged towards them. His massive size alone caused a slight tremor in the ground as he sprinted.

"Warrior! Warrior! Warrior!" The barbarians cheered in unison.

On the Black Castle Army’s side, most faces turned pale.

"The Barbarian Warrior is coming!"

The three Milton Knights instinctively mounted their horses and adjusted their angles, speeding up their charge towards the warrior.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The full-speed collision of three knights only made the warrior take a few steps back before he raised his shield and stood firm.

Li Chengyi watched the struggle between the knights and the Barbarian Warrior from afar, observing his movements, techniques, and response habits.

He made a rough estimate of his strength, speed, and defensive capabilities.

"Roughly the strength of an ordinary person, but threefold; the speed a bit more than normal, and the defense akin to that of cowhide," he judged quietly to himself.

Old Buck looked puzzled at his lord muttering to himself.

Boom!

Another loud noise erupted as one of the mounted knights, unable to dodge in time, was smashed on the shoulder by the warrior’s great shield, half-kneeling on the ground and letting out a cry of pain.

"This is bad! Hamer Knight!" Old Buck’s face changed drastically.

The four knights of the domain were the cornerstone of the entire domain. Losing one would significantly weaken their power in the subsequent battles against the barbarians.

Although the Barbarian Warrior had taken a sword to his chest and abdomen, leaving a palm-deep wound, he carelessly stuffed some dirt into the injury to stop the bleeding and, roaring, continued to fight.

The frozen soil of the snowy ground was solid and cold, with a numbing effect that blunted the sensation of pain.

With one knight down, the remaining three could only circle and skirmish around the warrior, as per their previous tactics.

"Forget it, too slow..."

After watching for a while, Li Chengyi felt he had grasped enough understanding of the situation.

He casually stepped forward, drawing the double-edged greatsword from his back.

"Wait, Baron! What are you planning to do!?" Old Buck was startled and quickly went forward, attempting to stop him.

But in the blink of an eye, Li Chengyi’s figure had vanished from his sight.

Looking back, he saw that Li Chengyi had already entered the fray, gliding through the Black Castle Army’s formation as if it were devoid of soldiers, untouched by any.

It wasn’t long before he broke through the empire’s front lines and approached the edge of the melee.

A barbarian raised his club and swept towards him, roaring furiously.

The massive wooden club whistled through the icy wind, bringing with it snowflakes as it aimed to crush him.

"It appears to be powerful, but in reality, it’s feeble."

Li Chengyi sidestepped, avoiding the blow with precision, and casually sliced with his greatsword.

Sss.

A large gash instantly opened across the barbarian’s torso, his organs spilling out in a gush.

Without waiting for the barbarian to cry out as he fell, Li Chengyi moved past him, appearing before the second barbarian.

With a flash of his sword, another man dropped.

In just two seconds, two men lay dead.

Then the third fell, and the fourth, and the fifth...

His speed accelerated, becoming faster and faster, from one per second to seemingly the blink of an eye. Any barbarian he grazed even slightly would instantly collapse.

Amidst the blizzard, Li Chengyi was like a silver-gray thread, shooting straight through the barbarian line, swiftly arriving in front of the Barbarian Warrior.

"Step aside!" he commanded as he swung his sword, shaking off the blood, and stopped five meters from the warrior.

The Milton Knights and the remaining three were stunned by this point.

Despite having estimated the talents of their own lord before, the sight truly unfolding before them still sent a chill through their hearts.

So fast!

In just ten seconds, nearly twenty Barbarians had fallen dead!

If this continued, could it be that their lord alone would completely annihilate all the Barbarians here??

Was there even any need for others to help??

"Milton...?" The other Knights looked toward the leading Milton.

"Guard the perimeter, and trust in the lord!" Milton fell silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and chose to trust their lord.

Li Chengyi was someone he’d taught little by little, but his strength had long ago become unfathomable to him.

In any case, no one in Black Castle had been able to push their lord to use his full strength for a very long time.

Within Black Castle, Baron’s power was like a mystery, unfathomably deep.

It can be said that Baron Carlos was the strongest Knight master he had ever seen, his terrifying skill and physical ability, profound like a deep pool, made him choose to believe at this moment.

The other Knights hesitated, then followed orders to disperse and only led the soldiers in formation to fight the remaining Barbarians, careful not to interfere with this duel.

Old Buck, watching from a distance, clenched his hand tightly, gazing this way with unexplainable nervousness.

A human dueling with a Barbarian... it wasn’t without precedent, but those were mostly against common Barbarians.

Those capable of dueling a Barbarian Warrior were generally the extremely powerful Glorious Knights of the Empire.

Above the title of Knight, there is that of the Glorious Knight, an honorary title granted by the Empire to some extremely powerful Knights.

And in many places, Glorious Knights were also called Great Knights.

They are masters whose skills are honed to the pinnacle.

But how old was Baron Carlos? Even with his talent, his skills couldn’t possibly have reached their peak...

Right now, Old Buck wanted to roar out loud and call the other Knights to help bring their lord back.

But he dared not make a sound, afraid of disturbing the duel between the lord and the Barbarian Warrior.

He could never have imagined in his wildest dreams that Baron Carlos, who had only agreed to come to watch, would draw his sword without a word and charge forward to duel the strongest Barbarian Warrior.

If he had known it would come to this, he would never have dared to bring the Baron here to watch!

Unfortunately... it was all too late.

’Ancestors bless... Spirits of the lords of Okra, please ensure Baron Carlos returns alive!!’ Old Buck trembled all over, murmuring nonstop to himself.

At this moment in the center of the battlefield.

Li Chengyi observed the Barbarian Warrior in front of him with interest.

"You have a good physique, how about you follow me from now on? As long as you obey, I can assure you I won’t kill you."

His voice was clear, but his words made the Knights nearby look at each other, not knowing what to say.

The Barbarian Warrior couldn’t understand a word he said and responded with a roar, lifting his shield and smashing it down toward Li Chengyi with ferocity.

Whoosh!

Li Chengyi moved as light as a falling leaf, expertly avoiding the heavy strike from the shield.

"Don’t agree? Or don’t understand?"

His Greatsword easily flourished a series of sword flowers in his hand.

In response, the Barbarian Warrior swung another angry horizontal slash at him.

With a whoosh, the shield swept through where Li Chengyi had been, but didn’t touch him.

Li Chengyi backflipped gracefully, landing lightly behind the Barbarian Warrior.

A leap of over three meters.

This impressive jumping ability stunned all the nearby Knights and soldiers.

"Unwilling? Then you may as well die."

The Greatsword in his hand pierced backward effortlessly.

Thrust!

The leather armor on the Barbarian Warrior was like paper, easily penetrated by the sword.

The blade went through flesh and bone, sticking out from the warrior’s chest, and was then casually withdrawn with a subtle scraping noise.