Chapter 64

Freedom!

It came so suddenly!

Mosesrigg, still in shock, stared in the direction Lin默 had disappeared, his face filled with disbelief.

"Uh, he ran? He just ran like that?"

That guy had毫不犹豫地溜之大吉, taking advantage of the night after sunset, the "Dragon General" tactical armor's dark black coating serving as natural camouflage, vanishing from sight in an instant.

For other soldiers, fleeing in ground combat was an indelible disgrace, but for an air knight, it was entirely reasonable.

An air knight who doesn't know how to run is definitely not a qualified air knight. Every air knight is an expert in ground escape, there's no doubt about it.

Whether in this world or in Earth's civilization, the precious combat power of air knights should not be wasted on the ground. Even the United States, which boasts the most powerful military force on Earth, has printed a specialized booklet on professional escape and surrender for its pilots to avoid those foolish pilots fighting to the death on the ground.

Even if they must die, they should die in the sky; that is the destiny of an air knight.

"Mosesrigg, are you hurt?"

Madton moved and appeared beside Mosesrigg, who had been held captive by Lin默 for several days.

If the mission wasn't to rescue Mosesrigg, he would have continued the pursuit without hesitation.

"Uncle Madton! I'm fine!"

Mosesrigg finally came to his senses and shook his head hurriedly.

"The damned Sylan, to dare kidnap a member of the Bird family, I will make him pay!"

Madton, the Sword God of Portland, stomped his foot heavily, feeling aggrieved that the Sylan knight had escaped twice right under his nose.

"Don't worry, he won't get far!"

Another 6th-rank mage, holding a staff, walked over calmly.

As if to confirm his words, a bright fireball suddenly rose into the sky in the distance, exploding into an even brighter flame at its highest point.

Squish!~ Bang!

Several seconds later, the shrill and piercing whistling sound reached their ears.

The unusual sound and sight attracted the attention of everyone nearby who was moving in the darkness.

"Madton, can you let him live?"

Mosesrigg felt a bit reluctant. The Sylan knight, who had not mistreated him, would likely face certain death against such a formidable pursuit.

Two Sword Gods and a 6th-rank mage personally leading the hunt, the lineup was not only impressive but also showed the determination of the Portland people to rescue their regimental commander and kill the hateful kidnapper.

"Sorry, Mosesrigg, this is war!"

The Earth Sword God of Portland shook his head, while the 6th-rank mage standing beside him remained silent.

To rescue this young master, every member of the search team had endured great hardship. After setting up such a tight net, how could they let the cunning Sylan escape?

"Here!"

With a roar, a sharp sword aura slashed forward, attempting to intercept the dragon knight. In the distance, a commotion arose, indicating that others were rapidly approaching.

"Anyone who blocks me will die! 'Phantom Square'! Dragon Slayer Sword mode, 20-ton mass addition for 1 second!"

Lin默, surprised by the Portlanders' patient encirclement, reached for his left wrist with his right hand, revealing his trump card without hesitation.

A massive sword appeared in his right hand, like a sudden light in the darkness, flashing and disappearing.

The sudden light of the sword aura momentarily blinded the 8th-rank Swordman of Portland. His two-handed battle sword suddenly felt lighter, and a cold, piercing force broke through his chest armor, instantly piercing through his back.

The 20-ton Dragon Slayer Sword, when swung, generated kinetic energy far exceeding 20 tons, more than just a multiple.

The dragon knight controlled this terrifying destructive force with unparalleled skill.

"Uh! What?"

The Portland Great Swordman never understood what happened, being killed without any resistance.

The sword passed, and the man was cut in two!

Human metal armor and weapons, when faced with the "Phantom Square" module left by the Metal Dragon, were instantly stripped of their defensive and offensive capabilities. Unless using rare non-metal weapons, there was no solution, and they were completely overpowered.

Unfortunately, Lin默 did not manage to stop the alchemical flame signal from being released, and several powerful figures were already rushing over.

"Where are you going!"

Behind him, a terrifying sound of air being torn apart, like thunder, echoed.

The 2nd-rank Sword God Glen, fully activating his wind combat aura, pursued the dragon knight like a jet fighter.

"Repulsion Shield, 55% output power, magnetic plasma engine at full throttle!"

The high-speed infrared imaging and radar response made Lin默 unable to hide his figure. A faint blue light appeared on his back, making his speed in the forest almost like flying.

No! He was literally skimming the ground!

Each time he pushed off the ground or a tree trunk with full force, his speed increased another notch.

Seeing the faint blue light at the end of his line of sight, Glen's speed did not slow down, but he couldn't help feeling surprised.

Is that really a light element combatant? How can his speed match mine, the wind Sword God known for speed? After chasing for so long, the distance between us hasn't decreased much, which is astonishing.

Lin默 felt fortunate. If not for the assistance of the "Dragon General" digital high-tech tactical armor, he would have been in grave danger in the multiple encounters with the Portlanders.

Compared to the swift wind, the power of light is more about life and nourishment.

The light combat aura flowing through his body greatly extended the dragon knight's endurance, even occasionally healing his wounds to prevent them from worsening during intense movement.

In front, one was fleeing, and behind, at least six or seven skilled swordsmen were pursuing. Despite multiple changes in direction, he couldn't shake them off. The relentless pursuers, like leeches, gave him no moment to rest, and he didn't even dare to think about turning around to set up an ambush.

The sky was turning light, and the holy sun was about to rise from the horizon. The dragon knight was being chased like a dog all night.

After passing through countless forests and hills, a radar scan image suddenly appeared on the transparent visor of the "Dragon General" tactical helmet, showing a town ahead.

Lin默 accelerated again without hesitation. Soon, the roofs and walls of human buildings came into view.

The not-so-tall city wall was completely ignored by the dragon knight. With a light step, he easily scaled the wall and disappeared into the town, moving between buildings of varying heights.

"Damn!"

Seeing the figure with the faint blue light disappear over the wall of an unknown town, the Portland Sword God Glen slowed down, his facial muscles twitching.

The great ones hide in the city. By successfully hiding in the town, it would be even harder to find him.

Feeling reluctant, Glen hesitated, bit his lip, and strode toward the town still asleep.

"Up ahead is a small town! Hey, that's Lord Glen!"

"That Sylan dragon knight must have fled into the town. Damn! This guy is unexpectedly fast!"

"Let's quickly follow Lord Glen."

"Right, find that kid in the town and make him remember the might of the Portlanders."

"Kumb, you go back and inform Lord Madton of our position."

A moment later, six swordsmen, tired and covered in dew, appeared outside the town, exchanged opinions, and followed the back of Sword God Glen.

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"Heaven! These relentless guys!"

While observing the town and looking for a safe place to hide, Lin默 cautiously moved through the narrow, dark alleys, careful not to be seen.

Being cautious at this moment might save his life.

Gurgling!~

He suddenly stopped, a bitter smile appearing on his face inside the tactical helmet. Last night, after being ambushed by the Portlanders, he hadn't even had a bite to eat. Then, he was chased all night, and now his stomach was protesting severely.

The people in the town had already woken up and were beginning their daily routines.

Not knowing where he was in the town, Lin默, after passing through an alley and climbing over a wall, quietly entered a large building, hoping to find some food.

Of course, as a dragon knight, he wouldn't engage in lowly theft. He would leave gold coins after taking the food, which was fair, right?

"Where am I?"

Carefully pushing open a door, Lin默 found himself in a grand and bright place.

The prayer hall of the divine court!

The air was filled with a faint light element energy, more concentrated and active than in the open fields outside. No wonder he was unconsciously drawn here.

Lin默 removed the "Dragon General" tactical helmet and curiously looked up at the statue of the Light God, which seemed to show compassion.

Unfortunately, after returning from another world, he could only say "By the Dragon God" or "By Marx"!

"Ah!~"

Clang!~

A scream accompanied by continuous metallic clanging sounds reached the dragon knight's ears.

A white-hot combat aura rose reflexively, and Lin默's eyes glinted with a hint of killing intent.

In the next second, the combat aura receded like a tide, and Lin默's face returned to normal. He saw the source of the sound: a young nun, her face pale with fear, a bucket of water overturned at her feet.

She was probably about to start her morning cleaning of the prayer hall but was startled by the sudden appearance of a stranger.

"Are you, are you a Holy Knight, sir?"

The young, pretty nun, who looked only about ten years old, suddenly blushed, made a prayer gesture on her chest, and mustered the courage to look at the dragon knight.

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