blueteamnovel Chapter 126 Confrontation with the Forge Knights
Chapter 126 Confrontation with the Forge Knights
Chapter 126 Confrontation with the Forge Knights
"Ouch!"
Gotok let out a scream and stumbled into the darkness.
Xia Tong snorted coldly and immediately followed her inside. Ruthel and Oreg, who had been hiding in the shadows, instantly materialized on either side of the room.
The moment Xia Tong stepped into the room.
Without warning, the extremely piercing sound of weapons cutting through the air rang out from inside the house, accompanied by howling winds!
There's an ambush!
Despite the danger, Xia Tong remained calm and instantly swung her staff, casting the magic "Starlight".
A dazzling ball of light rose into the sky, instantly illuminating the previously pitch-black room as bright as day.
"Splash!"
The sounds of heavy armor clashing echoed all around.
Xia Tong stared intently, and her heart sank.
Five knights, dressed in white cloaks and fully armed, suddenly stood up from the surrounding shadows!
Some of them gripped storm halberds tightly, others held heavy, lost-home greatswords, and still others wielded sharp knight's lances. A chilling killing intent emanated from the gaps in their helmets, and they had completely surrounded Xia Tong and his companions.
There are no Forge Knights at all!
Seeing the tense situation, Xia Tong did not hesitate to ring the summoning bell and summon Ingwell as well.
Stormwing stood side by side, a fierce whirlwind rising around them, locking onto the five people opposite them. Ruthel's tall figure stood guard beside Xia Tong, the tip of her spear igniting a deathly flame wreathed in black mist.
The five lost knights in the shadows opposite were stunned for a moment, exchanging bewildered glances.
"Wind—the wings of the storm?" One of the lost knights asked, his voice trembling, his eyes filled with disbelief.
As former elites of Storm City, these two were extremely well-known. Now, with their wings reunited, the aura emanating from the ancient storm was far purer than that of the five opposite them, creating an absolute crushing dominance in terms of momentum.
The oppressive aura was like a tangible iron curtain, instantly freezing the entire atmosphere.
Five knights under Grek stood frozen in place. If they had only encountered one of them, out of fear of the tyranny of "limb extension" and bound by military discipline, they might have gritted their teeth and drawn their swords to fight to the death.
But at this moment, when the Storm's wings descended in their full glory, the splendor and honor unique to the old era struck them like a heavy hammer, shattering the last vestiges of awe they held for Grek.
To put it bluntly, the Knights of the Lost Land were, after all, former subordinates of the Storm King, and were not very well-regarded in Stendwell.
In a brief exchange of glances beneath the gaps in the knights' helmets, a dramatic shift occurred, from shock and struggle to eventual relief.
In the suffocating silence, Oreg slowly raised the greatsword in his right hand.
He solemnly placed the broad blade against his left breastplate, the edge pointing straight to the sky.
Meanwhile, Ingwell, standing to the side, slammed the end of his halberd heavily onto the stone slab with perfect timing, producing a muffled thunderous roar.
"The fierce wind never ceases, and the ancient king endures forever."
This was the core slogan of the former Storm City.
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One of the knights opposite loosened his grip on his weapon. He stepped forward, slammed his greatsword heavily into the rubble at his feet, then raised his heavily armored right fist and slammed it into his left chest, producing a dull metallic echo.
It's like toppling the first domino.
The remaining four knights who had lost their homeland laid down their weapons in unison.
In the pitch-black room, the five former elites adopted the same solemn posture and bowed their heads slightly to the Storm Wings.
To subdue the enemy without fighting.
After eliminating the potential deadly threat, Xia Tong turned to look at Gertock, who was crouching helplessly in the corner.
The guy stared dumbfounded at the reversal before him, then curled up in the shadows, clutching his head, as if he had already foreseen his tragic end.
Xia Tong didn't stand on ceremony with him, and strode forward, kicking him hard in the stomach.
Getok immediately arched his body like a ripe shrimp, in so much pain that he couldn't even breathe.
"Didn't they say there were Forge Knights inside? Where are they?" Xia Tong sneered condescendingly.
"This—this—" Gatok stammered, then collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained, closing his eyes in despair. "Kill me if you want—"
The stark facts were laid bare before him, and no amount of eloquence could refute them.
Xia Tong drew the reverse dagger from her waist and plunged it fiercely into Getok.
The sharp blade sliced through the air and pierced the floor with a hiss, penetrating Gertock's empty left sleeve.
"ah!!!"
Gatok screamed like a pig being slaughtered, rolling around on the ground. After screaming a few times, he realized something was wrong: why wasn't he in pain?
Looking down, I realized that the dagger hadn't even scratched my skin.
"What's your name? I didn't even touch you!" Xia Tong said mockingly.
Gotok was completely stunned; this mockery was even more unbearable than being killed outright.
The most pathetic thing was that extreme fear caused a pale yellow liquid to seep from his groin, filling the air with a fishy, foul odor.
Xia Tong pinched her nose in disgust and pulled out a short dagger: "Lead the way obediently. If you dare to lie to me again, I'll chop off your only remaining right hand and feed it to the wild dogs. Living without hands must be more painful than death, right?"
Seeing the sinister expression on Xia Tong's face, Ge Tok trembled all over and scrambled to his feet, nodding frantically.
Meanwhile, Stormwing had completely stabilized the five lost knights.
Led by Gotok, the group evaded patrols and traversed the intricate city walls and towers. Thanks to the five lost knights clearing the way and providing cover, they made their way smoothly without encountering any obstacles.
Accompanied by the ear-piercing clatter of the elevator gears, the group slowly descended.
The elevator came to a complete stop.
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The gate ahead was wide open, revealing a deep cliff.
"This is it, sir." Gotok trembled as he extended his withered finger, pointing to a rugged path extending from the side of the cliff.
The several lost knights behind him stopped and did not go any further.
Gotok then lowered his voice and explained, "Ever since Lord Cambri was imprisoned in the Sealed Prison of Stormhill by Lord Grik, Lord Perm has become extremely irritable."
He was gradually excluded from the inner circle of power in Stoneville, often spending his time alone in the woods at the foot of the cliff, strictly forbidding anyone from approaching.
Xia Tong gently pressed her temples, quickly processing this crucial information.
After ordering Gatok and the Knights of Lost Home to remain where they were and await further instructions, Xia Tong led the three generals alone along the path.
The road was very narrow, with a bottomless cliff on the outside, and thick fog filling the abyss.
After walking for about ten minutes, an open woodland appeared ahead at the bottom of a cliff.
Dawn was breaking, and a red sun was slowly rising between the distant cliffs.
In the clearing in the middle of the woods, a tall knight in heavy bronze armor stood with his back to the crowd.
The menacing horns on the helmet, symbolizing the myriad aspects of the furnace of life, gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the morning light.
Just by looking at the other person's back, Xia Tong felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.
This aura was far stronger than that of Cambri in the sealed prison. The Forge Knight in front of him, named Perm, was at his peak health.
Sensing the movement behind him, Perm slowly turned around.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The Forge Knight's voice was like muffled thunder, and his eyes revealed undisguised killing intent.
Even with Ruthel and the Stormwings standing behind Xia Tong, Perm treated them as if they were nothing, displaying an arrogance that originated from ancient times.
Xia Tong strode forward toward that towering figure without flinching.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a dark red scale, its edges shimmering with a faint golden light.
"Cambri sent me to find you." Xia Tong looked directly at him, her voice clear and firm. "He said he'd had enough of life in prison and wanted to regain his freedom. He wants you to give me the key to the sealed prison so I can rescue him."
"Oh? He really said that?" Perm scoffed.
"The exact words were: Although your strength is not as good as his, you are more than capable of getting a key from the city." Xia Tong smiled.
Cambury was clearly being stubborn; Perm's presence was significantly more intimidating than the one in the prison.
However, Xia Tong's lighthearted words, tinged with a smile, softened Perm's expression considerably.
Because this really fit his brother's personality, he became much more convinced of the truthfulness in Xia Tong's words.
However, Perm's subsequent reaction was unexpected.
He gripped the ancient greatsword tightly in his hand and plunged it into the earth: "My brother Perm, I will rescue him myself! We Forge Knights bear ancient honor; it is not for outsiders to interfere!"
Are you sure you'll go to rescue them yourself?
Xia Tong's gaze was sharp, mercilessly exposing the other party: "You may not care about that good-for-nothing Grek, but you definitely care about the First King, Gefulei! If you really wanted to save him, you would have done it already!"
Taking a deep breath, Xia Tong continued to press on: "You Forge Knights were once the most valiant generals under the First King, and your loyalty has long been dedicated to the Golden Clan. Although Greik has been performing limb-setting and tarnishing the reputation of his ancestors in the city, he still has the blood of the Golden Clan flowing through his veins."
If you take the key to save people, it will be tantamount to openly rebelling against Grek and breaking the oath you made to the First King.
Am I right?
"Shut up, kid! Don't think I won't kill you!"
Perm was struck where it hurt and instantly flew into a rage. He swung his longsword upwards with a fierce slash, and an invisible, violent sword aura tore through the ground, heading straight for Xia Tong.
Ruthel instantly stepped in front, her Eclipse Shield slamming heavily into the earth.
"Bang"
The sword energy struck the shield, producing a deafening roar. The powerful impact kicked up clouds of dust, causing leaves to flutter down from the surrounding treetops.
Ruthel withstood the blow, only taking two steps back to dissipate the remaining force.
With the attack over, the ferocious battle intent that had been capable of tearing the air from Perm's body receded like a tide, replaced by a deep sense of sorrow and helplessness.
"What you said makes some sense, but it's not entirely true. That guy, Greik, is far more powerful than you think." Perm stared at the Stormwings beside Xia Tong. "Don't be too complacent."
When he followed the First King to attack Stormwind City, Perm had clearly witnessed the terrifying power of the Stormwings.
Even so, he still said that, which forced Xia Tong to reassess Greik's strength in her mind.
"On this matter, your brother Cambury is far more clear-headed than you," Xia Tong dropped a bombshell, wanting to hear Cambury's exact words.
"What?"
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"Cambri said that Grek, that scum who clings to life by piecing together limbs, has long since disgraced the First King and the Golden Clan! If you cut off his head, it won't be a betrayal of your oath, but rather a cleansing of the First King's ranks and a wash away of the Golden Bloodline's shame!"
Upon hearing this, Perm was visibly shaken, without a doubt about the truth of the statement.
Because the words were so crude, so crudely in line with his brother's tone.
Xia Tong pressed her advantage: "You could even try to unite those wavering, homeless knights in the city. They're in a similar situation to you, and might be a significant asset."
"Let's go, Faded One. I need to think this over carefully." Perm waved his hand, turned his back to the crowd, and refused to say another word.
Xia Tong's lips curled up slightly. He knew that he had mostly achieved his goal.
Slowly walk out of the dense forest below the cliff.
Xia Tong glanced at Perm, who was standing there deep in thought, out of the corner of her eye.
The rising sun shone on his bronze-colored armor, making it gleam with golden light.
Having resolved the issues with Cambri and Rodrika, the initial objective of this trip to infiltrate Stoneville City had been achieved. Xia Tong, bathed in the morning light, let out a long sigh of relief.
Just then, a warm vibration in my arms interrupted my thoughts.
Xia Tong immediately took out the stone tablet.
The surface of the stone tablet was emitting a faint, rapidly flashing blue light.
Infuse a touch of magic to facilitate spiritual communication.
In the pitch-black spiritual world, Xia Tong saw an extremely faint blue thread extending from the stone tablet in her hand into the depths of the city, before disappearing straight into the abyss below.
A faint magical fluctuation emanated from the other end of the thread.
"This guy may be a big mouth, but he's at least a gentleman. He'll be a great help on the journey ahead, so we can't afford to let anything happen to him!"
Xia Tong made a quick decision.
He turned and grabbed the doorman, Gertock, on the shoulder, whispering something to him.
Upon hearing this, Gatok turned deathly pale, his legs went weak, and he waved his hands frantically, "No! My lord, you're forcing me—how could I dare to take anything from inside? If I'm discovered, I'll be torn to pieces!"
"Who told you to go now?" Xia Tong stared at him coldly. "Wait until the city is in complete chaos before you sneak in and make your move."
Patting Gertock's cheek, Xia Tong used a combination of kindness and threats: "No one in this city knows the secret passages better than you. As long as you can find what I'm talking about, not only will your previous deception be wiped clean, but I'll also give you an incredible stroke of luck."
Gotok struggled violently, his head bowed, his single eye darting around as if weighing the pros and cons. By the time he finally made up his mind and raised his head, Xia Tong had already led three powerful generals away without looking back.
Led by the five lost knights again, Xia Tong had a much smoother journey. She no longer had to climb rooftops or stairs; she could simply stroll briskly.
As he passed through one dimly lit room and corridor after another, he could sense that Roger was getting closer and closer.
Through the stone tablet's sensory input, Xia Tong suddenly discovered that Roger had stopped moving.
"Could it be that he's dead?" His heart jumped into his throat.