Ark: The Cycle of Light and Darkness

What's faster than a bullet?

Is it the wind?

Is it thunder and lightning?

No, that's not right.

It's momentum

——It’s an overwhelming,"presence" feeling.

The sudden burst of suffocating breath almost instantly deprived everyone of their perception of the outside world, so that there was an illusion that all the colors in the world had lost their effectiveness, and the sounds were suddenly silent.

But, that was only a matter of a moment.

The illusion that the world is collapsing fades away in the blink of an eye - the sky is still sky, the earth is still earth, the wind is flowing, and the heart is beating.

But the six people who surrounded Outcast had already retreated several meters away without realizing it.

At the same time, a strange sound sounded from far to near in everyone's ears.

Click... click... like the sound of metal armor clashing, accompanied by the slow pace of constant collision. Just from the sound, you can hear an extremely shocking heaviness. Presumably, such heavy armor will become unbeatable on the battlefield. Build a solid barrier.

But... it was too fast - although the clanging sound of armor showed the steady pace, the speed of the sound from far to near was too fast, as if each step spanned a distance of tens of meters. In such a situation In this case,"crossing over" doesn't even begin to describe this peculiar pace.

——Yes, it's almost like"jumping".

Bang!

The heavy armor suddenly appeared, and the armored knight appeared in front of Outcast and the six deep pool cadres accompanied by the fog that could not be seen at any time. And along with the armor, there was a pressure and force that could make the soul tremble. temperament.

It was a ferocious black and red armor covered with spikes, and a giant sword that was nearly two meters long and more exaggerated than Bagpipe's lance.

"Sir...who are you?!"

The Orator's voice was trembling, but he couldn't notice it.

If he were an ordinary disruptor, he would have been killed by the people behind him long ago, but the heavy-armored knight in front of him was completely different - The Orator You can't even look directly at the person in front of you, because just looking at him is looking at the"terror" itself.

Fear... This is the only feeling that the orator can experience from the person in front of him. Putting on a posture gives the opponent a cold feeling of fear, making the orator want to escape from the battle no matter what.

His skin, blood vessels, nerves and soul are all screaming, screaming to let himself Escape from the nightmare in front of you!

The armored knight responded to the orator's doubts and panic with silence. He just raised the giant sword on his shoulder with one hand, and then pointed it at the opponent with a look of fear on his face from a distance.

The knight had no thoughts, and the knight was there. Invite qualified opponents

——There is no unqualified opponent

——The only ones not qualified are dead people

"One... Let's go together! He is just a person!!"

The orator screamed, and at the same time, knives, swords, sharp axes, poisonous mist, Origin Stone skills... various attacks erupted from the five people who rushed forward, attacking the ominous figure wearing armor.

And The knight just did one thing.

He charged from where he was.

There was no acceleration distance, and there was no running mount, but the indomitable momentum brought by the knight's charge was almost as strong as the impact of the steel chariot. The nearly two meters in his hand The giant sword turned into a powerful lance, tearing the air and thrusting forward.

The first sword pierced the fastest"bandit", and the giant sword opened a big hole in his chest, removing the ferocious smile on his face. The knight solidified together with the ax in his hand; the knight released his grip on the sword.

The second punch hit the"accountant" on the head, and the metal glove instantly smashed the flesh and bones into pieces of red and white flying in the sky. The fragments and remnants of it.

The knight grasped the giant sword again, kicked the body of the"robber" away, and then crossed the sword——

"The upper body of"Prisoner" flew into the sky, but the lower body still ran for several meters before losing his footing and falling to the ground.

At this time, foehn wind and poisonous mist hit.

But it was of no use. I don't know whether it was carapace or metal, or both. The armor seems to be born without any nemesis. The flames that can melt steel and the rot that can erode through city walls have not left the slightest trace on the armor. The weird red-black armor flashes mirror-like reflections from time to time, constantly coming from the gaps in the armor. The seeping black mist was also swallowing the light of the spell.

At this time, the knight had turned the hilt of the sword upside down, held the sword body, and swung the giant sword like a long-handled hammer.——

——Click!

The weighted ball with barbs swept over the"arsonist's" knees, smashing the flesh and blood joints in an instant. The legs that could not support the torso knelt down weakly. What the horrified eyes finally saw was the person holding the ball high. giant sword——

"no, do not want——！！"

The screams echoed endlessly and did not end even when the body was split into two pieces and fell to the ground.

""Poison Scholar" turned around and ran away.

He may be a madman, but he is not a fool. He had already thought about quitting the moment the poison failed to work. Moreover, at this moment, he also keenly noticed that there was a person who was not there.

（""The Orator" didn't take action when he was inciting everyone, damn it! He knew it a long time ago——)

Bang!

The iron glove held down the"smart" head.

Then the head turned into paint together with the poison formula obtained by torturing countless people. There was a streak of bright red on the wall.

The armored knight did not even glance at the dead body behind him, but raised the giant sword in his hand like a javelin. At this moment, the"Orator" had already ran hundreds of meters away..

The sword light flashed by, and a hundred meters passed in an instant.

Shula - the corpse was nailed to the ground with a fearful expression, and its legs were still twitching, still trying to run.

The knight retracted the hand that threw the sword, silent The earth stands upon the earth.