Kapitel 940: Frightening Glory

The Disloyal Knight cried out. Its copper armor glistened in the midday sun, as it teleported in front of Han Sen and tried to strike his stomach.

The Disloyal Knight moved too quickly, and Han Sen took the punch. The force lifted Han Sen from his feet and sent him hurtling a couple dozen meters, toppling several trees as he went. When the arc of his launch led him to the ground, a deep crater was left in his shape.

His sacred-blood armor was dented, and its metal was cracked.

Blergh! Han Sen spat out blood.

"D*mn it! Why did I react so slowly to that strike? I should have been able to dodge that!" As Han Sen reflected over what had just happened, the Disloyal Knight did not relent in its pursuit of Han Sen. It came over to where he lay and tried to strike him again.

Han Sen commanded his four Dragon-Blood Snakes to writhe together and protect him like a shield.

Pang!