blueteamnovel Chapter 21 Night Cavalry
Chapter 21 Night Cavalry
This time, most of this energy flowed into the mind and transformed into spiritual power.
The upgrade was completed quickly.
Xia Tong glanced at the panel:
Rating: 21
Holds 341 Runes
Vitality: 16
Concentration: 24
Stamina: 10
Strength: 17
Dexterity: 13
Intelligence: 18
Faith: 2
Sensing: 10
For Xia Tong, each upgrade was like a deep meditation, or even a wondrous state close to the soul leaving the body.
The time felt incredibly long, like an eternity.
But once the upgrade is complete and you open your eyes, you'll find that only a few minutes have passed in reality.
Even so, Xia Tong discovered a problem.
When you're only level one or two at the beginning, leveling up is very fast; it might only take a few breaths.
But it is indeed getting slower and slower now.
He had specifically asked Miss Elena to keep an eye on this before the upgrade.
"Melina, I've noticed something. It seems like it takes me longer and longer to level up each time."
Xia Tong looked at her hands, lost in thought.
"That's right. As your power increases, the threshold for your body and soul to accommodate runes becomes higher, so the fusion and assimilation of runes naturally takes more time."
Melina replied softly, but a hint of a smile played in her single eye:
"That's a good thing; it means you're getting stronger."
......
Xia Tong sat up and stood on the high slope.
He looked at the increasingly dark sky and tried to summon his mental energy.
As his concentration increased, his connection with the ashes in his consciousness space became clearer.
Afterwards, Xia Tong set up camp next to Cifu and lit a bonfire.
The reason they always camped near the Blessing was because Melina told him that the Blessing had a natural deterrent effect on weak monsters.
For example, the blessing point in front of the checkpoint, although it is near the heavily guarded city wall, is within a radius of several dozen meters, and no Grek soldiers dare to approach it.
Of course, these soldiers themselves cannot see the blessing; they will only instinctively feel uncomfortable there.
Those who are not blessed and acknowledged are naturally rejected by the blessing.
This makes the Blessed Point a safe zone in a certain sense.
Without thinking too much, Xia Tong tidied herself up briefly and prepared to rest.
The rich broth quickly boiled and released its aroma.
After everyone finished sharing the food, they were preparing to crawl into the tent.
Just then.
Da, da, da.
A dull, suppressed thud of hooves abruptly shattered the tranquility of the night.
Xia Tong turned around abruptly.
On the road not far away, the night seemed to have frozen.
A huge, pitch-black shadow slowly emerged from the darkness.
He rode a warhorse draped in a black funeral cloth, his figure so tall and sinister.
He carried a huge black flail, and it seemed that the moment night completely fell, he descended as the embodiment of darkness.
The sound of horses' hooves and the clanging of armor was so loud that it was particularly jarring in the silent night.
Night Riders!
"Damn it, how could I have forgotten about this guy!"
Xia Tong's heart skipped a beat.
These Night Riders were the personal guard led by the ominous demon Markit, also known as Mongot.
They rode funeral steeds draped in black cloth, clad in jet-black armor, and hunted down famous heroes and faded figures at night.
On the other side, the wandering merchant Moen also spotted the Night Rider riding a black horse.
He had simply become accustomed to it.
Because these Night Riders' target wasn't the wandering merchants at all, but the Faded Ones.
Xia Tong is precisely that faded one.
The blessing will keep low-level monsters away, but these low-level monsters do not include powerful monsters like the Night Riders.
In the distance, the Night Cavalry halted.
By the moonlight, one could see that the pupils of the funeral horse emitted an eerie purplish-black aura.
The Night Rider watched Xia Tong silently, then gently kicked his horse's belly with his right leg.
The tall black horse gradually increased its speed.
Da da da! Da da da!
The sounds grew increasingly urgent, like the urgent beat of a death knell.
At the same time, he raised the huge black flail in his hand, and three spiked iron balls swayed in the air, ready to be swung at any moment.
"Prepare for battle!"
Xia Tong roared.
Ring ring! Ring ring! Ring ring! Ring ring!
The soul-summoning bell in Xia Tong's hand kept ringing.
In just a few breaths, the lone wolves, Grik soldiers, and soul jellyfish were summoned.
My brain then went through a slight dizziness.
Without any hesitation, Xia Tong took a big gulp of the Blue Dew Holy Grail Bottle, and the cool sensation rushed straight to her head.
Once his spiritual energy was restored and replenished, he shook the soul-summoning bell again.
The figure of the fanged little devil slowly emerged.
"Lord Xia Tong, what has happened? It seems the enemy is approaching?"
Elena crawled out of the tent, her face filled with fear and worry.
You must be extremely careful!
"Melina, take her to hide with the Morn merchant."
Xia Tong said to Melina beside her.
Immediately following a clang, he drew the King's Army Greatsword from his waist, gripping it with both hands as if facing a formidable enemy.
A wind, which had risen at some unknown time, made the black veil on the funeral horse flutter in the wind.
Aside from the Tree Guardian whom he hadn't directly confronted, this Night Rider was undoubtedly the most troublesome opponent Xia Tong had ever encountered.
Soon, the distance between the Night Cavalry and Xia Tong was less than 20 meters.
By this time, the Soul Jellyfish had already turned crimson.
It floated in the air with a whooshing sound, its body contracting from time to time.
Facing the Night Cavalry, it seemed to be brewing something.
"Toret!"
Xia Tong whistled.
Torret materialized beneath him, and he leaped onto him.
Holding the King's Army Greatsword, Xia Tong showed no hesitation and charged towards the Night Cavalry on horseback.
Behind him.
The Grek soldier wielding the crossbow stood beside the Soul Jellyfish, kneeling on one knee, and fired an arrow at the Night Rider.
Whoosh!
Because Xia Tong and the others were on a high slope, from top to bottom.
Therefore, this arrow was extremely powerful and accurate, shooting straight towards the direction the Night Cavalry was advancing.
However, these night cavalrymen were extremely agile.
He held the reins in his left hand and the flail of night in his right, and gave the horse's belly a light kick.
The funeral horse nimbly swerved to the side and avoided it.
laugh!
The crossbow bolts were stuck in the ground.
Da da da da da!
The sounds of Xia Tong and the Night Riders' hooves echoed on the main road in front of the already dark city walls of Moen.
Xia Tong descended the high slope at great speed, sending mud and grass clippings flying.
The Night Riders, on the other hand, were moving from bottom to top, which was much more difficult than for Xia Tong, but their speed was still extremely fast.
Ten meters!
Seven meters!
Just when the two were only five meters apart.
The Night Rider stretched his right hand backward, straightening the three chains connecting the black, barbed iron ball, which clanged with a metallic sound.
Gather your strength!
"Now's the time, you fanged little devil!"
Xia Tong roared inwardly, issuing a command to the Fang Demon through their shared consciousness.
The latter had already been lying in ambush on the side, throwing two magic pots, one in front and one behind, at the Night Riders!
Three meters!
Two meters!
The Night Rider's right hand moved again.
The flail's long handle drew a slight arc before suddenly swinging forward.
Waaah—!
A tremendous whooshing sound accompanied the three spiked iron balls as they hurtled straight toward Xia Tong's face!
If that blow lands, it could smash not only a head, but even a horse's head.
"Well done!"
Xia Tong dared not confront him directly.
In terms of physical ability, he is no match for the Night Riders.
At the critical moment.
His entire upper body suddenly leaned back, so much so that the back of his head almost touched the horse's back!
The iron ball flew past the tip of my nose.
"Oh no! There's still a turn!"
Xia Tong discovered that the flail's attack trajectory was unpredictable and varied; even if he leaned back on the horse, the rebounding iron ball could still hit him.
He immediately pulled his right foot out of the stirrup.
With one leg hooked around Toret's neck, his entire body slid to the left, hanging precariously on one side of the horse.
It was this extreme tactical maneuver that allowed him to barely dodge the attack!
Just at this time.
boom!boom!
Two magic pots exploded one after the other in the ears of the Night Rider.
The cavalry flail, while incredibly powerful when swung, also generates tremendous inertia due to the sheer force of the iron ball itself!
At that very moment, the inertia of the flail had not yet dissipated and the new force had not yet been generated.
The loud explosion of the magic pot startled the funeral horse, which raised its front legs high and began to neigh.
"Kurara!"
Xia Tong shouted!
The crimson jellyfish, which had been gathering strength in the rear, finally unleashed its venom, which it had been brewing for a long time.
puff!
The red venom shot straight at the Night Cavalry!
At this moment, the horse was frightened and in a stiff state. Even if the rider and horse became one, he still could not avoid it.
Sizzle sizzle!
Crimson venom was sprayed onto the armor of the Night Riders and the bodies of the funeral horses.
Accompanied by puffs of white smoke, the metal armor began to corrode continuously, emitting a pungent and strong sour smell.
The Night Cavalry were completely covered up.
However, from the faint growls emanating from beneath his masked armor, one could sense that this attack was not pleasant!