The hazy light shines on this snow-white world, making the snow-white world reflect softness, but in this bright white, a shadow appears, accompanied by the shadows magnify. In the snow-white world, tens of thousands of knights and soldiers occupy this world, and on the opposite side of the knights, they hold axes in their hands, but their figures in different shapes occupy space under the sky...

The space is very quiet. In such a quiet knight, he could only hear horse hooves tapping and armor collisions; while the aliens could only hear gasps and white waves spewing out of their nostrils. Compared to the cold environment, the breath on their bodies seemed to be even colder than the cold air.

Just as the knights were in silence, a dull collision suddenly sounded in the space. The sound was not in their ears, but in their consciousness. As well as well-trained knights, no one was affected. Instead, the war horses were in a commotion.

At this moment, the sound of impact sounds symphony in the space. With this rule and aligned impact sound, a snow-white figure appeared in the air, ignoring all the constraints and strength, slowly walking up from behind. As she took every step forward, a muffled sound would sound in the space at the same time, just as this space could not support her slender and graceful weight.

The figure appeared above the warrior's head, and then slowly walked down the snow from the space. She stepped on the snow with her naked and tender ankles, and her skin looked even whiter than the snowflakes.

With her appearance, the cold air in the space became even more intense, and invisibly it had already surged towards the knight camp, but the eyes of each knight were still showing firmness.

It was snowing in the sky, falling in front of her, stretching out her slender white and tender palms, slowly catching them, and the space became quiet. At this time, even the sound of breathing disappeared directly with her movements.

Finally, her fingers slowly clamped the snowflakes, and then threw them into the space. The falling snowflakes flew away towards the knights, countless shouts and roars resounded throughout the snow space, and countless figures standing behind her. At this time, like the snowflakes flying away from her hands, they charged towards the knights in a crazy roar...

The knights did not fight, and their figures solidified in the space, their eyes were like eagles and falcons. They looked at the rushing figures until their figures approached, clusters of light appeared on the snow-white space.

The colorful halos emanated from the knight's body and then began to gather and intertwine one by one, like a big net, blocking the way for all figures.

Just in front of the knights, one was wearing heavy gold armor and a large cross-wide sword in his hand. He stacked his sword top with his hands, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the snow. His figure did not move. He stood on the snow like a stone statue that would not collapse. Even when facing the rushing army, his figure did not move. His eyes only passed through the gap in his helmet, locking in the chaotic crowd. The snow-white figure.

The white figure seemed to feel his gaze at this moment, and a ripples appeared in the silent gaze. The two of them collided in the space, and at this time, the knight found a silence of his own. The surrounding figures began to blur, and the mixed noise gradually disappeared... In the space, only those pairs of eyes were left looking at each other.

The knight's eyes that had not blinked again for a long time, blinked slightly at this moment, and chaos was like a tide, drowning in his senses. At this moment, countless hideous and cruel figures had already reflected in his eyes.

And the next moment, a golden light burst out from the body, and then gradually spread on the armor and permeated it, dyeing the armor on his body into golden yellow. The original silver-white armor directly transformed into golden armor.

The golden light on the knight's body was constantly intertwined, accompanied by the flickering of golden light, and the power of the entire space seemed to be accompanied by the flickering of light, which was constantly mobilized by him.

With the sound of collision, drops of blood began to bloom in the space, and then fell on the fresh white snow. As the blood gradually spread, dyeing the originally fresh white snow red. One by one, one body fell on the snow, and the battle began to explode in the space...

The Golden Knights continued to activate various divine arts through the golden fighting spirit. With the flash of light, the light of the divine arts continued to fall on the knight's body. With the assistance of the divine arts light, the fighting spirit on the knight's body became more flickering and real. As the Dou Qi was enhanced, the power in their bodies was also increasing.

The golden knight was killing, and accompanied by the wide cross sword, it was constantly cutting in the air. With every wave, the golden light on the body would directly solidify into reality, and the extremely sharp light directly penetrated the hard bodies of the alien race.

The alien race is terrifying. The cold aura condenses the whole body and constantly flows towards it, washing away the knight camp. Although the knights are immune, the large number of soldiers are affected; the alien race is powerful, strong bodies, terrible killings. Only the most elite soldiers can kill them with their combat skills. However, when facing the alien legion that is many times more than the army, their power still seems too weak...

The knights began to retreat. Faced with such a terrible army, the charge launched by them could not withstand their charge even at the cost of death.

The Golden Knight was still standing in front of the crowd. With the continuous killing of the Cross Broad Sword, piles of alien corpses piled up in front of him. The knight behind him wanted to move closer to him, but under the crazy attack of large numbers of alien geniuses, they were gradually suppressed and defeated.

The fighting spirit on the Golden Knight's body was still flashing, but without considering the retreating knight behind him, his figure began to move forward and rushed towards the white figure behind the alien race.

The figures that rushed over, whether they were the fierce and ferocious giants, the powerful elephant man, or the agile and agile gray dwarfs... could not resist his steps. The armor flashed with golden light blocked all attacks, and the sharp cross sword in his hand directly cut their bodies.

His footsteps were moving forward, like an extremely sharp golden spear, rushing towards the white figure. With the steps, only the corpses were left along the way. He always kept moving forward at a constant speed, but along the way, no matter how powerful the figure was, his speed changed at all.

The Golden Knight walked to the white figure, and the eyes under the helmet finally clearly saw the figure in front of her: she was such a perfect body, a perfect face, and perfect to every inch of skin and every hair...

And in this perfection, the only thing that seems abrupt is her eyes, which seem to contain different souls, emitting two different emotions.

The Golden Knight suddenly took action and attacked the quiet standing figure:

The golden qi continued to condense and compress, and the clear light became more real, so real that it was like a golden liquid, covering the large cross-wide sword. When the golden light condensed, various forces in the space gradually pulled out in this process, and then they poured into his body.

The big cross-border sword in his hand suddenly raised high. Suddenly, a brilliant and substantial light burst out from the sword. The real light covered the area of ​​hundreds of meters around him. When the light disappeared, no figure could be seen in the space of a hundred meters around him. The figures of alien races disappeared strangely, just like ice evaporating directly under the sun. Even the blood in the space disappeared in this process, leaving no trace.

A large open space was formed in the surrounding figures of the aliens, and around the Golden Knight, only the white figure was still standing on the snow. The Golden Knight did not understand why she could withstand the attack, but he never thought too much about these things that had happened. What he focused on was the result.

A bright light burst out from her eyes, and the golden light in her body suddenly surged again. Just as he was nurturing the second attack, a snow-white figure slowly raised her slender hand in front of him. She did not exert force, only her index finger, which was long onion, raised slightly in the space and pointed at the knight...

Like a thunderous rumbling sounded in consciousness. In the process, endless darkness continued to condense and surged upwards, directly wrapping up his body. The golden fighting spirit was dimming at visible speed. The surging power in the body faded like a tide...

The Golden Knight's body fell to the ground with a bang. The helmet on his head fell out in the process, revealing the golden hair under the helmet. He tried his best to condense his spiritual will, but in the disintegrating will, all he could feel was weakness.

Lanmalok forced his eyes to support his eyes, and his vision gradually began to blur. But just now, the snow-white figure was already standing in front of her. Her chin was slightly raised, staring at herself with a look of calm and peaceful expression, but in those eyes, there was a clear flash of contempt.

Lanmalok roared softly, his arms tightened, but from inside, what he felt was not the strength, but the weakness and weakness that surged upwards.
Chapter completed!