Templar Knight

It seemed the four guards sent by his cheap old dad to protect him were all very familiar with each other.

After a brief exchange, the group looked towards Allen.

Seeing the strong reinforcements, Allen pointed at Xiulunte in the distance and said hatefully, "I'll charge over with Sakre and chop down that Xiulunte in one go. You guys protect me!"

Karmet and the others shook their heads.

"Afraid of offending the Holy See?"

Sakri, dressed as a rogue, interjected, "The Earth Dragon Legion doesn't represent the Holy See. If we kill Xiulunte, it will only confirm that Young Master is a Child of Chaos. Moreover, the Grand Duke and the First Legion's border troops will arrive at Outpost County within half a day. As long as we hold out and wait for the Grand Duke to arrive for reinforcements, we can retreat safely."

"Cheap old dad?" A majestic face appeared in Allen's mind, but he still said with a resolute expression, "No one can stop me from killing Xiulunte with my own hands today."

"Even if we kill the Earth Dragon Legion Commander, there are still thousands of Earth Dragon Legion soldiers surrounding the outside of Outpost County. We won't be able to break out," Sakri said with a troubled expression. "With the strength of our four, we can barely protect you or help you break through, but if we kill Xiulunte..."

Sakri didn't finish his sentence, but Allen understood the implication.

However, Allen was still unwilling to give up. He walked to the gate of the old castle and shouted, "Xiulunte, let's have a one-on-one fight! I heard you're about to reach the fourth-tier Battle Qi stage. What's the matter, relying on numbers? You coward."

Xiulunte smiled faintly, his eyes fixed on Allen with an unreadable expression.

Allen felt goosebumps all over his body from being stared at, and he stared back, unwilling to show weakness.

Unfortunately, more and more soldiers wearing Earth Dragon Legion armor ran out from behind Xiulunte. After forming ranks, they began to advance towards the old castle in an orderly fashion.

Allen watched Xiulunte being swallowed by the crowd, cursed in frustration, and walked back to the distance.

"This is bad!" Karmet, dressed as a mage, exclaimed in shock, pointing at a ball of light behind Xiulunte. "Two ascetics have summoned Templar Knights!"

"Templar Knights?"

Sakre was also greatly alarmed and explained to Allen, "They are the ultimate war machines of the Holy See, wearing special armor imbued with divine magic, which isolates all magical elements."

Rock Hammer asked in confusion, "Steel itself isolates magical elements, so how can it be imbued with divine magic?"

Allen was equally confused. He understood this simple principle, so he couldn't figure it out either.

"Idiot!" Karmet glanced at Rock Hammer disdainfully and continued, "How would I know?"

Rock Hammer touched his bald head and asked with a simple smile, "Can a knife kill them?"

Sakre shook his head. "Templar Knights, not to mention their divine magic cultivation at the same level, their own strength has already reached the peak of the fourth-tier Grandmaster realm. Even if all of us combined, we might not be able to get close."

"Can Dina counter them?" Allen glanced at Dina.

Sakre shook his head again. "Divine magic is not Battle Qi. I doubt it."

Perhaps the reinforcements that arrived this time were all elites from the Earth Dragon Legion. Xiulunte did not order them to attack, but merely had them surround the old castle again.

"Can you cast that fire rain or lava again?" Allen asked with a sinister grin.

"No, the chanting time is too long. If Sakri hadn't attracted their attention just now, and I was hiding in the dark, I wouldn't have had a chance to act," Karmet spread his hands, indicating his inability to help.

"Then why did you come out? Why didn't you keep hiding and attacking from the shadows?" Allen glared at him, annoyed by his lack of initiative.

Karmet was stunned for a long time, choked speechless. That's right, why did I reveal myself just now?

Even Diao Ling glanced at Karmet with disdain.

Karmet coughed awkwardly, pointed at Old Laixi, who was still muttering incantations in front of the castle gate, and said in a low voice, "Master Leisi, what spell is he summoning? Why can't I feel any elemental fluctuations, and why is it taking so long?"

"You know him?" Allen rolled his eyes. "He's probably summoning a portal to escape."

Allen was talking nonsense, but the old butler, with his sharp ears, would have loved to come up and smack Allen if he wasn't at a crucial moment.

"Yes, I've only heard of Master Leisi's fame. He's the most talented mage in the Duchy of Rothel. As a mage, how could I not know him?" Karmet said with a look of admiration. It seemed this guy was quite a skilled actor in Outpost County.

However, everyone dismissed his words. Everyone knew that the old butler had destroyed his own cultivation and had long since been demoted from an Archmage to an Intermediate Mage.

The dazzling light behind Xiulunte finally disappeared. The soldiers outside the old castle parted like the sea, making way for a steel giant that walked towards the old castle with heavy steps.

"Is that a person?" Allen was startled.

This fellow not far away had two strangely shaped banners stuck behind him. He was at least three meters tall, covered in golden armor from head to toe, his body completely enclosed except for his eyes. In his left hand, he held a millstone-sized war hammer, and in his right, a door-bolt-sized broadsword. With every step he took, the ground trembled, and his presence was awe-inspiring.

The soldiers, who had already received Xiulunte's orders, quickly retreated as if avoiding a plague.

"Yes, a Templar Knight, a person," Sakre said with a solemn expression, gripping the two broken iron swords in his hands.

"I'll go give it a try," Sakri, dressed as a rogue, suddenly disappeared. A puff of gray-white smoke rose from where he had been standing, and in the next second, he appeared directly above the Templar Knight, outside the castle gate.

Sakri threw a large net with both hands, and as he descended, he flicked a short sword wrapped in black Battle Qi towards the Templar Knight's right eye.

The Templar Knight, with agility that belied his size, swung his broadsword through the air. The speed was astonishingly fast.

The large net was cut in two. The afterimage of the broadsword seemed to condense into a solid form, shattering the black short sword into pieces. The sword's momentum continued, heading straight for Sakri, who had just landed.

The speed of the sword's afterimage was very slow, like a person walking quickly. Although its momentum was astonishing, its speed was not very fast.

Allen felt that something was wrong. Whether it was Sakre's Sword Qi or Xiulunte's Sword Qi, they were as fast as lightning. How could this Templar Knight's Sword Qi be so slow? It wouldn't even hit a nimble turtle, let alone a person.

Sakri, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, watched the sword shadow, which was over three meters tall, grow larger in front of him. Sakri sneered and once again turned into gray-white smoke.

The Templar Knight, who had just swung his sword, roared, "Divine Magic: Bind!"

Sakri, who had disappeared into the smoke, reappeared in his original spot, not having escaped the sword shadow's attack range. His face was filled with terror, and his body seemed to be bound by shackles, struggling and twisting, but his feet were rooted to the spot, unable to move even an inch.

Seeing the sword shadow, which was slow but imposing, about to strike Sakri, Rock Hammer's body suddenly grew larger as he rushed forward. However, his brute strength was unable to budge Sakri even slightly.

The Rock Hammer shielded Sakre, his hands turning crimson like red-hot iron as he crossed them over his chest, attempting to block the massive sword shadow.

When the seemingly slow sword shadow collided with the Rock Hammer's arms, Sakre and the Rock Hammer were sent flying backward as if struck by an invisible giant hammer.

Dina hurried over and saw that both of them were spitting blood, dazed, their bodies torn open, clearly severely injured.

However, the most bizarre thing was the fine golden threads covering their bodies, almost invisible to the naked eye. These golden threads were tightly wrapped around them, constricting more and more, already embedded in their skin.

Sakre's face showed surprise, "A Templar Knight's strike actually has such power?"

The three-meter-tall Templar Knight, clad in golden armor, held his broadsword horizontally, the tip pointing directly at Allen. His hoarse voice was piercing, "Child of Chaos, die!"

"Even show-offs have to die!" Allen held the Dragon Slaying Halberd upside down, his body like a shooting star, slashing towards the Templar Knight's right leg.