Chapter 307: One against seven, the seal is powerful

Sir Duncan was a tall man, and he was holding a rather long half-hand sword.

Clay attacked so suddenly that he had no time to attack instead of defend, so he could only barely lift the heavy weapon and lay it in front of him.

There was a crisp sound of weapons colliding. I originally thought that Duke Blood Crow would deliver a powerful and heavy blow.

However, how could Clay compete with him with brute force?

The coordination and agility of a witcher's body are far beyond those of ordinary people, and it would be a disservice to oneself not to use them.

The blade of the sword was cut open. Clay used his shoulder to hit Sir Duncan hard, and immediately used this force to rush towards the blond iron guard on the left who was obviously unprepared.

This guy was much shorter than Sir Duncan, and his stature was relatively thin. Clay was not polite to him. After dodging the sword he hurriedly handed over, the tip of the "Dark Sister"'s sword had already stabbed towards the inside of his elbow. go.

He knew very well that for various reasons, the Kingsguard all took the route of heavy armored infantry.

It can be said that each one is a complete tin can.

It is not impossible to expect to break through the defense head-on, but it is very difficult.

Therefore, the weak points of these guys are the joints of their armor.

Joints, neck, underside of armpits, etc.

Realizing what Duke Bloodraven wanted to do, the warrior instinct of this Iron Guard from the West saved him.

Subconsciously shrinking his forearm, Clay's sword only penetrated a little and was caught by his elbow.

Clay didn't want to kill the enemy with one blow. When he saw this situation, he immediately drew his sword and retreated.

There was a very dazzling red mark on the tip of the sword.

Just one face-to-face encounter and blood was seen.

Some people in the crowd watching the game whispered.

They knew that the young Duke Blood Crow was indeed brave and good at fighting, but they did not expect that he was still unstoppable now.

Not to mention taking the initiative to attack, he almost disabled the arm of an iron guard.

Anyone who knows anything can clearly see that if the blond iron guard hadn't reacted quickly, this sword would have cut off his entire forearm.

After glancing at his injured brother, who shook his head to indicate that he was fine, Sir Duncan finally put away his contempt.

He originally thought that seven against one would make this very urgent "Seven Sons Trial" completely dishonorable.

However, he misunderstood Blood Crow's determination and miscalculated his martial arts.

As a soldier, he knew very well that these two attacks were all aimed at killing people. Blood Crow was really murderous towards them.

With unprecedented serious expressions on their faces, seven people slowly walked out, holding various long swords, and wrapped Clay in the center of the throne room.

Seeing this scene, Aegon V felt a lot more relieved.

He is not a young man who has never seen anything. No matter how strong his martial arts skills are, he can face at most three or four swords at the same time. Any more will put his life in danger.

After all, there are limits to human neurological reactions.

Seven swords stabbed at him from all angles at the same time. From a normal perspective, there was indeed no solution.

But is Clay an ordinary person?

Fayin is confused, how do you deal with it?

"Blood Crow, if you abandon your sword and surrender now, you still have a chance to wear black clothes. Otherwise, you will only die."

Aegon V laughed, as if he was not the one who was shocked and angry just now.

Clay turned a deaf ear and carefully observed the situation of the enemies around him.

He is waiting for his opponent to attack.

Don't forget, he now has a Quen shield on his body.

After all, he is Lao Jianghu, and his Quinn shield is much stronger than Kerrison's.

At least, there was no problem in blocking the two swords.

As long as the opponent attacks and exposes his flaws, his chance will come.

Thinking he had found an opportunity, the newly injured blond iron guard launched an attack from Clay's back with the long sword in his hand.

In his opinion, Blood Crow didn't have any armor on him, and one sword could seriously injure him.

It can be regarded as a bad breath.

When he saw that his sword was almost touching Blood Crow's defenseless back, he started to sing in his heart.

However, the next moment, he felt that his attack was deflected by a stronger force.

But his eyes clearly told him that Blood Crow only had a thin piece of clothing on him.

Before he could realize what was going on, he saw Blood Crow suddenly turning around and reaching towards him with his left hand that had not moved yet.

What can you do with a hand that doesn't make a fist?

he thought.

Then, he seemed to hear Duke Blood Crow spitting out a word he didn't understand.

"Alder!"

"boom!"

The huge force suddenly caused his body, which weighed almost 200 kilograms with armor, to fly backwards.

His body slid on the smooth marble floor and was thrown to pieces. The blond iron guard, whose eyes were filled with stars, just focused his eyes when he saw a figure running towards him, raising the sword in his hand.

There was a strange "pop" sound.

The long sword pierced the defenseless throat and penetrated directly.

The witcher performs the normal operation, Alder knocks down, and then kills with one hit.

Several screams rang out, and Clay's lightning-quick kill really caught them by surprise.

Pulling out the long sword, there was a huge gap in the neck. The main artery was completely destroyed, along with part of the spine.

The smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

Clay, who faced the ugly face of Brynden Rivers, had a pair of blood-red eyes full of sarcasm.

He looked at the remaining six people and said softly:

"It's your turn..."

Before the Iron Guards could speak, Aegon V on the throne was the first to roar:

"Quick! Kill him, and we'll all come together!"

He was almost anxious.

Because he suddenly realized something, in this "Seven Sons Trial", he might really lose.

He is not a strong king who has been on the throne for a long time and whose throne is stable.

In fact, he didn't even sit warm.

Once he is defeated by this sacred and outrageous competition, it can be said that his throne is in doubt.

Duncan wondered what the king was thinking.

But his expression was so gloomy that he was about to cry.

He didn't know how Duke Blood Crow let his brother fly so far just now.

Of the five sigils, Igni and Arden are the most obvious.

But the remaining three are not easy to observe, especially in this kind of battle.

Clay left them alone, which had caused attrition, but not enough.

I am still under a lot of pressure, and the blood I shed today is not enough!

It was a dream anyway, and Clay had to do a lot of work.

Seeing the Blood Crow charging towards him again, Duncan did not take the lead in attacking, but held his ground.

He knew very well that heavy armored infantry like them would not be able to stand up for a while once they were knocked down.

But Clay let him down again.

Clay rushed into the crowd and directly made a left-hand slam to the ground.

In an instant, purple runes formed a ring formation, wrapping the six iron guards in it.

This move directly shocked everyone present.

"dark magic!"

someone shouted.

In fact, there is no branch of black magic at all. However, in this low-magic world, people may have never seen magic in their lives. Therefore, when they encounter something they have never seen before, they will respond with the greatest malice, collectively called "black magic".

But the strange thing is that even though they shouted so, no one wanted to stop them.

Because the "Judgment of the Seven Sons" itself is too sacred and is directly linked to the Seven Gods.

How long is your Targaryen dynasty?

The Seven Gods have existed in Westeros for thousands of years.

This is much more powerful than the ancestral method.

It doesn't matter what people outside the battle think in their hearts. The six Iron Guards who were put on the slowdown buff by the Seal of Arden are in great pain now.

It was already uncomfortable to wear the heavy armor on his body, but then he encountered the Yarden Seal.

The iron guards could not lift their feet, and the armor that protected them was now an iron coffin.

The two Iron Guards were directly pinned to the spot by the hysteresis effect brought by the Arden Seal, and the remaining four were also moving with difficulty and were frightened.

What Blood Crow revealed was beyond their understanding.

But for the sanctity of the "Seven Sons Trial" and the authority and honor of His Majesty the King, they must persist in fighting.

However, when they failed to prevent Clay from releasing the Seal of Arden, their failure in this battle was already doomed.

In the Arden Sign Formation, they seemed to have slow motion, while Clay, who acted normally, was as fast as lightning.

With a sword, he pushed aside the limply attacking long sword. Clay swung his arm and chopped off the sword-wielding hand of an iron guard.

The pain reaction was still there. The guy held his severed hand and let out a heart-rending cry.

But the wailing didn't last for a few moments, as Clay's sword had already penetrated his heart from the side.

Clay said that not enough blood was shed here today, it was too far.

The remaining people were not fools. After realizing the terror of Yaden's seal, they immediately found a way to retreat towards the periphery of the seal.

Now, it's five against one.

But the party with more people has no psychological advantage at all.

Something called fear has slowly grown in their hearts.

Originally, they thought they were sure of capturing Blood Crow, but now they discovered that the Prime Minister regarded them as prey.

After rolling and crawling out of the range of Arden's seal, one of the Kingsguard even looked back at the king, whose face turned red again.

But no one shouted stop, so they had no choice but to keep fighting.

Clay rushed forward again, but he never thought of confronting Sir Duncan.

It's not that he's a coward, but that the most important dish has to be eaten last to be considered delicious.

I wonder how Aegon V would feel when he saw his most "favorite" captain of the Kingsguard dying in front of him?

Clay wanted to see the king's expression at that moment.

In the next battle, Clay showed off his sword dance.

He still hasn't abandoned the demon hunter swordsmanship that the system taught him at that time.

The five long swords had no effect at all under this superb sword skill.

It's not that the Kingsguard are all idiots.

It's that they have lost all courage, and they have to always be on guard against Clay's Alder Sign. They are careful at every step, and they simply cannot use their full strength.

The six people were playing ping-pong-pong in a ball, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Duke Blood Crow in the center was simply strolling around.

After playing for a while, Clay felt tired.

It's time to end.

Alder's seal erupted again, directly hitting the head of a guy who had no martial ethics and always wanted to sneak attack on his waist.

There was just a click, and the powerful impact directly broke the guy's cervical vertebrae.

He fell to the ground and twitched twice, then became completely motionless.

Taking advantage of their dazed moment, Clay's sword slashed the neck of another iron guard.

Eventually, all the Iron Guard fell except for their captain, Ser Duncan.

Under everyone's gaze, Duncan's limbs were broken, and Clay's left hand pressed on his visor.

"Igni"

Clay murmured.