490: Chapter 217: Knight’s Seven-piece Set 490: Chapter 217: Knight’s Seven-piece Set The Moonlight Knight wore silver-white armor, paired with a longbow and a short sword, and like the Sun Knight, she had no mount.
The armor was light and thin, not as thick and heavy as that of Death and the Sun, rather accentuating the curves of the body to the fullest, making her look more like a hunter elf walking under the moonlight than a knight.
Her facial features were very blurry; the luminescent moonlight acted like a mask over her face, and her platinum blonde hair was tied at the back of her head, leaving no doubt she was a woman.
The Naturalist Knight’s armor was also lightweight, his facial features blurred into a masculine image.
As the Ace of Clubs in the deck of cards, he was the strongest card, exerting an undeniable oppressive force the mont he materialized.
This feeling of oppression wasn’t present in the other knights.
Austin didn’t waste words and imdiately unlocked all the seals on the playing cards, allowing the knights to receive their respective Power of Faith.
With all guns blazing, they confronted the three Demon Kings opposite them.
Death – Lust;
Moonlight – Envy;
Nature – Gluttony.
There was also the Sun Knight whom Austin had unsealed, allowing the Sun Knight to rapidly take down the false void flesh orb disguised as Wayne.
The Randao Family’s Wayne had a stake in this too; it wasn’t fair for him to take the risk of being exposed and charge to the forefront while Wayne hung back to watch the excitent.
Shriek!
Four black curtains were torn apart, and four figures erged.
The half-dragon half-man symbolizing the Lord of Wrath, the Minotaur symbolizing the Sloth King, and the black crow symbolizing the Lord of Greed.
The six Demon Kings had all arrived in Windsor’s incarnation vessel.
The symbol of the Lord Pride was nowhere to be seen.
The mysterious person hadn’t spoken out of turn.
As a disciple of Lord Pride, he held great respect for his master, transferring Lord Pride’s vessel and hiding it sowhere else.
Among the four figures, the last one was Guyin.
The poor Hell Devil, who had just arrived in the human world not long ago, swiftly gained a new master and beca enslaved to two families.
One was the creator, the Night Monarch Setoras, and the other…
Guyin was unclear of the other’s identity, only knowing to follow their orders explicitly.
Each of the six vessels inherently carried their respective Divine Power.
When there were more than five, their powers influenced each other, and the Inverted Pentagram manifested, forming a flickering energy field that took the space before them as an anchor, projecting the realms of Hell, morphing the area into a vast world of lava.
With just seven Demon Kings, they only needed five to reinvent Hell itself.
And this was without even the appearance of the boss, the Lord of Pride!
Austin could tell at a glance that Guyin was different and thought to himself it would be troubleso.
When his turn ca to draw cards, he kept drawing and projecting, managing to complete the seven-piece knight set.
Naturalist Knight (Ace of Clubs), Dark Knight (King of Spades), Death Knight (Ace of Clubs), Moonlight Knight (King of Hearts), Sun Knight (Queen of Hearts), Heaven Knight (Queen of Spades), Hell Knight (Jack of Spades).
After the projection was complete, Austin was panting like a dog, drenched in sweat and trembling so much he could barely stand.
Under Veronica’s continuous elbow strikes, Wayne was forced to abandon his tangle with the Sun Knight.
The white tentacle flesh quivered and shrank to a three-ter tall no-faced man, with a crack in his chest tearing open as a demon eye fiercely opened.
Wayne, who had been behind Veronica, vanished—not realizing that he had now rged with Veronica, seeing the world all too clearly through the crystalline pupils in front of him.
She gradually understood everything.
Wayne, feeling helpless, quickly spat Veronica out.
It was still up in the air whether his influence was good or bad, and they already had a victim, High Priest Philona; he couldn’t risk combining elf and tentacle to create another disaster with the Dragon Blood.
Veronica landed on her feet, recalling the confusion in her thoughts just monts before, and couldn’t help but shiver.
She quickly went over to Austin’s side, supporting his arm so he wouldn’t fall over.
A tentacle stretched out in front of father and daughter, and a toothless mouth opened, “Veronica, don’t let him fool you if Austin can hold on.”
Veronica was blown away by the move, having had the fortune of seeing Wayne rged with The Book of Greed before.
But back then, Wayne didn’t have tentacles; they hadn’t seen each other for half a year, and he was becoming less and less human.
Austin gasped, “Veronica, don’t listen to Wayne’s nonsense.
He’s trying to work to death to take over the Lando Family early.
If I die today, rember, he’s the real murderer.”
Veronica: (눈‸눈)
At a ti like this, can’t you two be serious?
She punched Austin in the face, then flipped him over her shoulder, grabbed the tentacle, and threw it away.
Thwack!
The tentacle broke off, and Wayne’s miserable scream followed.
Veronica was about to lose her mind.
She didn’t want to be with this father and son duo anymore and swore that if there was a next ti, she’d closely follow Hefei and gan.
“Austin Lando, Wayne Lando, you father and son are both on the list…”
Guyin stepped forward, his eyes clear of any confusion, showing no sign his mind was controlled by the mysterious person.
Behind him followed the vessels of the six Demon Kings, laughing confidently that this ti it was in the bag.
At this mont, Guyin was a ss, with his gentleman’s hat gone and his hair a bird’s nest.
His gold-rimd glasses gave the effect of a monocle.
The hand holding the Walking Stick was full of black dirt under the nails, looking anything but graceful or refined.
Wayne snorted twice, “You outsider, you co to our Lundan to beg, and you strut around like you own the place.
Just wait, my father Austin will shatter your other lens.”
Austin’s eye twitched, experiencing the worst insult of his life.
Veronica brought her hand to her face in disbelief, saying exasperatedly, “Brother Wayne, if you spout nonsense again, I swear I’ll strangle you myself.”
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