Chapter 875 Trial - Kyle wins

The Ice Warrior slowly put away the Ice Sword, walked to Orlando, and stretched out his right hand.

Orlando saw this and stretched out his left hand to hold it tightly with him.

Then, the Ice Warrior pulled Orlando up from the ground with a little force.

"Canus, this is my name." The Ice Warrior straightened his body and said.

Orlando touched his chest with his right hand and responded respectfully: "Sir Canus, you can call me Orlando."

The Ice Warrior took off the Ice Sword from his waist and handed it to Orlando, saying: "Orlando, the warrior I recognize, please accept this weapon."

Orlando shook his head and refused firmly: "How can a defeated general accept the weapon you gave me?"

"Please accept it." The Ice Warrior stared at Orlando with his two crystal eyes and repeated again.

After a stalemate, Orlando was finally defeated. He said gratefully and took the Ice Sword from the Ice Warrior with both hands.

"Orlando, you are very strong. My companions and I recognize your strength."

"Lord Iredis told us that you must lose this battle."

"Then, Orlando, the warrior I recognize, goodbye."

After that, the Ice Warrior resolutely turned and left.

The contract channel quietly emerged, sending the eight Ice Warriors back to the elemental space.

Velin came to Orlando, put his hand on his shoulder, and said to him: "Go and rest!"

"My Lord, I lost."

"If you lose, you lose. Don't I still have me?" Velin smiled and comforted, "No one will always win. The important thing is not to lose confidence."

"Go and have a good rest. Leave it to me next."

After that, Velin took out a bottle of luminous wine and stuffed it into Orlando's arms.

Seeing this, Orlando bowed and saluted, returned the Sword of Anansi, turned around, and slowly walked towards the rest area.

"Ernestes, you come or I come."

Hearing his wife's words, Otnes came back to his senses and said, "I will do it."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure disappeared and appeared in the arena.

"Knight of the West Wind, who are you going to send to the arena?"

"Kyle, go."

Kyle nodded, teleported to the arena, looked at Otnes, bowed slightly and saluted, and said; "How about a battle in the sky?"

"Yes!"

The next moment, the figures of the two disappeared in the castle and appeared ten thousand meters above the sky.

On the clouds, Kyle held the main spear of the Spear of Putlock, his eyes firm and sharp.

Two secondary spears quietly surrounded him.

The Heart of Angels bloomed with dazzling light, and the blood-red battle armor appeared out of thin air, slowly attached to Kyle's body.

Four pairs of angel wings slowly emerged from his back, each feather was covered by feather armor, flashing a mysterious light.

The visor fell quickly, covering Kyle's face, revealing only a pair of eyes burning with the desire to fight.

After the dress was completed, the whole person exuded an unparalleled majesty and power.

Ornetes suddenly put away the relaxed look on his face, and his momentum suddenly changed, and he quickly returned to the body of a dragon.

In an instant, the light was dazzling, and the 18-meter-long silver dragon soared into the air, like a towering mountain.

The sun shone down, and the silver scales were like twinkling stars, shining brightly, reflecting the surroundings.

Spreading the huge wings, the powerful airflow swept in like a hurricane, and the wings made a low and shocking roar when flapping, as if the whole sky was trembling.

"Fight!"

Kyle let out a low roar, exploding in the clouds like thunder.

With a shake of the wings, he took the lead and attacked the silver dragon.

Otnes condensed the Frost Knight and blocked in front of him, then transformed into two phantoms to confuse the opponent's vision.

After pulling away, he began to use large-scale spell attacks to consume the opponent's strength.

Swinging the main spear of Putlock's Spear, smashing a Frost Knight, and killing the nearest dragon.

On the ground, Weilin looked up at the sky. In terms of killing power, Kyle deserves it, but in terms of the degree of spell application, Ernest is better.

Silver dragons, also known as magic dragons, are unique in their research on magic.

On the throne, Dolores looked at the scene of the angel fighting with her father, and her heart was entangled.

She wanted the angel to win, but she didn't want her father to be hurt.

Meredith glanced at her daughter, and it was not in vain to raise her. Then she stopped paying attention and focused on watching her husband fight with the angel.

In the sky, Kyle has been chasing Ernest's figure, constantly destroying the illusions he left behind, looking for his real body.

Under such circumstances, the recovery speed of Ernest's magic power gradually cannot keep up with the speed of consumption.

However, he will not surrender easily.

Besides, it is not a shame to lose to an eight-winged war angel.

A dragon and an angel fought from day to night, and from night to day. Weilin lay on the rattan chair and slept soundly.

Orlando stared at the battle scene in the sky, tightly locking every move of Kyle, not missing any opportunity to learn.

At the same time, there were many more dragons around the castle, some hovering in the air, and some landing on the roofs and towers of the castle, their eyes attracted by the battle in the sky.

"Found it."

Kyle whispered, and shot out a holy flame with his backhand, burning the surrounding ice knights to ashes. He flashed to an airspace, holding the main spear of Putlock's Spear tightly with both hands, and his eyes flashed with a determined light.

He shouted coldly, swung the spear in his hand fiercely, and slammed into the airspace fiercely.

The space was torn apart, making a dull loud noise.

Ernest escaped from the broken space in a somewhat embarrassed manner, his face was pale, and large pieces of scales were oozing blood.

Before he could catch his breath, Kyle came behind him, and the spear in his hand hit his back with a sharp momentum.

Ernest screamed, and his body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this, Meredith's face suddenly changed, flew over the castle, opened her arms, caught her falling husband, and her hands flashed green light to treat Ernest's injuries.

Dolores also flew to her father's side, her face full of worry, tears in her eyes, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it, just lowered her head in shame.

Kyle took off the angel armor, returned to the ground, came to the side of his master, saw him sleeping soundly, looked a little helpless, but thought it was normal.

The next moment, Weilin opened his eyes, looked at Kyle's figure, and asked: "Won?"

"Won!"

"You are worthy of it."

After saying that, Weilin glanced at Orlando, the meaning was obvious, this is a good opportunity for you to show off.

Orlando, who was immersed in the battle scene just now, came back to his senses and flew out of the castle.