When the caravan reorganized and prepared to continue on the road, it was already bright.
Seeing the morning glow on the horizon, recalling all the experiences that occurred overnight, and those who survived the disaster, they couldn't help but feel as if they were in another world. They felt happy but couldn't help but want to cry loudly.
A moment of mixed feelings.
The prisoners were all taken away. Some of the important figures had their fighting spirit nebula sealed in their bodies using special techniques by the priests in black. They were tied into a bunch with iron chains and dragged behind the horses. Even if they were enemies, they would be taken away.
When they saw the pale faces and desperate eyes of Feige and others, everyone couldn't help but pity them.
Even people who have never seen the world know what awaits them if they are taken to the Inquisition.
That is definitely a place more terrifying than hell. Those black priests have 10,000 ways to turn them into something that no one can recognize, and 10,000 ways to make them recall everything or forget everything. It falls to those madmen
In his hands, even death is a luxury.
You know, magicians were originally one of the standard personnel of the Inquisition. With their cooperation, the black priests not only had the ability to torture a normal person into a pile of bloody minced meat, but also had the ability to turn this pile of minced meat into
A healthy person.
Same and repeated.
The bodies of the dead bandits and members of Wenger's Guards were buried on the spot by the soldiers. Most of the corpses were concentrated in the car formation. At that time, when seeing the countless corpses piled up densely in the narrow tunnel, even the battle-hardened veterans were stunned.
I couldn't help but feel cold all over.
Shot by countless water arrows, these dead bandits and guardsmen were covered in holes.
The blood on the ground formed a circular pool that covered the feet, and broken limbs and pieces of flesh were scattered everywhere. Just cleaning out the corpses and counting the number of people took more than half of the prayer time.
After seeing this hellish tragedy, when everyone looked at Roy again, they all agreed that that black boy with a vague and honest expression on his face must not be messed with!
After sorting out, the caravan returned to the main road. The long ruts on the mud gradually moved away from the battlefield full of bloody smells and nightmare memories.
After discussion, the Red Leaf Knights separated a long knight squad and two cavalry to escort the caravan to Munich City.
The civilians were all overjoyed to be protected by the Red Leaf Knights. These noble knights were the glory of the empire, and even the top nobles of the empire could not enjoy such treatment. When they thought of this, everyone suddenly felt that their vanity was extremely high.
Great satisfaction.
Being able to walk into Munni City under the escort of the Red Leaf Knight has never been so glorious in my life!
Because the caravan is moving slowly, Roy and Maler, accompanied by Philip, will bid farewell to everyone in the caravan and head to Munich City first.
In a side-by-side battle, sharing weal and woe, everyone in the caravan felt more than just gratitude towards Roy. Everyone knew that their lives were saved by Roy. Without him, there would be no prearranged car formation and no magic.
There is no Red Leaf Knights in the pattern formation, and no one can live to see the majestic sunrise in the sky at this moment.
In the early morning sunshine, people surrounded Roy.
"Brother Roy" Fergus forced a blue and gold card into Roy's hand, "Here is a blue and gold card, take it!"
"This..." Roy was a little embarrassed.
He had already embezzled magic core materials worth more than 30,000 gold roulan, and it would be a shame to take the money now. Besides, what Fergus gave him was a blue gold card. This kind of magic pattern can withdraw cash from any bank in the empire.
Card, the minimum limit requires at least 1,000 blue and gold lists.
The blue gold coin is the highest currency unit and is also the currency of the three empires. The gold coins of the St. Solan Empire are much smaller than the gold coins of the other two empires. Therefore, one blue gold coin is equal to the hardware of the Pompeii Empire.
Risso, Fei Lie's empire had a lot of gold marks, but it had to be exchanged for twenty gold roulan.
One thousand blue and gold lists equals 20,000 gold coins!
"Stop talking, listen to me!" Fergus quickly interrupted Roy and said, "There are only a thousand blue and gold lists in this card. It's not that I'm stingy, it's actually the acquisition of Meiding City that gives me all the money I can get."
All the transferred cash has been squeezed out, you can hold this card first, and when the goods in my hand are sold, I will directly deposit the money to the card."
As he spoke, he patted Roy on the shoulder: "If it hadn't been for you this time, not to mention these goods wouldn't have been saved, even my life would have been lost. So, regardless of friendship, this is what you deserve. Besides, I'm so proud of you.
Call me brother, if you recognize me as your brother, don’t think it’s too little, and don’t refuse.”
Now that the words have come to this point, Roy naturally has no choice but to say something. He can only put the card into the space ring with a wry smile and contentedly put the card into the space ring. He is still thinking about what to do after Fergus sells the goods.
, how much money will be put into the card.
Judging from Fergus's personality and the value of the goods, it was obviously not a small amount of money.
You must know that although his batch of goods only cost 10,000 gold roulang on the surface, they were purchased at a low price when Meiding City was most critical. In addition, after the war broke out, the output of southern magic cores and various raw materials
A sharp decrease. Once these things are transported to the imperial capital, they will probably cost several times!
Seeing Roy put away the Blue Gold Card, Fergus laughed. There was a hint of businessman's unique shrewdness in his eyes, and he said to Roy: "Brother, from now on, we are a family. As long as you have
If you have any difficulties, just go to the Chamber of Commerce of the Flintstone Consortium and ask someone to give me a message."
"Okay, I'll remember it!" Roy said with a genuine smile. He had already understood the old saying that many friends lead to many paths when he was very young.
Fergus smiled and changed the subject: "Of course, brother, if you have any way to make money, I can also help. I guarantee you will make more money than anyone else you can find. Take your magic pattern as an example... uh, this matter
We will have time to discuss it later, and I will arrange someone for you first..."
With that said, Fergus waved and called over an old man in his fifties who looked a bit wretched from the caravan.
Roy knew this old man named Grandet. Along the way, he was basically in charge of the caravan's food, clothing, housing, transportation and groomsmen. Although he didn't look outstanding, he was a very shrewd and powerful boss.
He has a bronze coin in his hand, which can be used as a silver coin.
"Grandet, you will follow Roy from now on," Fergus said to Roy. "He is my butler. He has been in my family for more than thirty years and he cannot be more reliable. I asked him to follow you and help you fight.
Take care of the finances and some other chores that are inconvenient for you to come forward. If I have anything to do here, you can also contact me through him."
"Why is this so embarrassing?" Roy scratched his head. He saved Phillip before, and he sent four guard knights. Now Fergus sent a butler.
It wasn't that he disliked the large number of people. After all, it was a good thing to have such a person to help with daily affairs. What made him depressed was that none of these guys sent a beautiful maid or something like that. They were all big men. Don't you know?
Sir, am I still young and full of energy?
Thinking of this, Roy turned his head and glanced at Mai Ya'er. He was quickly defeated under the curious gaze of those seductive eyes. He felt depressed for a while, deeply hating why he wanted to know the age of the girl who seduced him every day.
, if he had pretended not to know that "You can never have too much wealth, this is a famous saying of businessmen", Fergus would not have known that in just a blink of an eye, many thoughts had gone through the young man's mind, and he smiled and said: "In the future
You know that Grandet's salary will always be lower than the wealth he saved you."
While he was talking, people around him also gathered around and said goodbye to Roy. Especially Ling Shuang and Ling Xue's mother Judy, who kept holding Roy's hand and talking non-stop. So much so that the twin sisters originally wanted to say goodbye to Roy.
After saying a few words to eliminate the previous misunderstanding, I can only hide aside at this time.
"Roy, the house we asked people to find is on Tulip Street in the Dongcheng District of Munich City. Remember, Tamhao. You must come to our house as a guest when you have time. You saved my old guy, and I haven't told you yet.
"Thank you, I won't let you go if you don't come!" Judy nagged.
"I won't say anything unnecessary. In the future, wherever the Ice Star Mercenary Group is needed, please say hello." Alder and Musi stood on both sides of Roy's mount, raising their heads.
Behind him, the mercenary who was pulled back from the Death Scythe by Roy's healing technique could already sit up and was looking at him with gratitude.
In the crowd of farewells, Miki bit her tongue, her eyes flashed, and she wanted to say something several times, but finally couldn't. It wasn't until Roy and Mal'er rode away under the escort of a group of red leaf knights that she looked gloomy.
He carried his own bow and arrows on his back and walked alone on the left side of the caravan.
After arriving in Munni City this time, she will also temporarily leave the team.
Because of the latest news she got, there will be a large-scale slave auction in Munich City. Her abducted tribesmen are likely to appear at the auction.
Although Mi Qi knew that it would be extremely difficult to save people in the heavily guarded auction house in the bustling city of Munich, no one could stop her. This was the closest she had been to her family in such a long time. Even if
Even if it was death, she would die with them!
Roy and Maler, accompanied by Philip, headed all the way to Munich.
Not far ahead, you can already see groups of ragged refugees on both sides of the road. The huge flow of people is like two long winding snakes, extending into the distance. People are carrying baggage, holding children, in the early morning
Walking forward in the sunshine and flying dust.
Because of the long journey and hunger, most of the refugees look sallow and thin and move slowly.
Only when a large group of cavalry roared past them very close to them, would they raise their heads with difficulty and take a look with their humble and confused eyes.
"Wenger deserves to die!" Philip said coldly, looking at the refugees on the roadside.
Among the refugees, the elderly, the weak, children and the elderly account for more than half. They have traveled a long way to get here. They are already tired, hungry and exhausted, and many of them are still injured. But Wenger is in trouble with the Black Skeleton bandits.
For the sake of peace, cut off this lifeline to the northern region!
If it weren't for the fact that after solving the Black Skeleton Bandits and Wenger's Guards, the Red Leaf Knights quickly divided their forces and destroyed the surrounding checkpoints, arresting the members of Wenger's Guards, these refugees would still be blocked by Wenger at the checkpoints.
Suffering from hunger and misery in the wilderness.
"In war, civilians suffer the most."
Philip turned to Roy and said: "Roy, is the guy you know reliable? If he can't take down Wenger, just tell him earlier and I will take action!"
Just now at the foot of the hill where the car formation was located, Roy called him and the county bishop named Joseph together and had a brief conversation.
Roy not only handed over several important prisoners to Joseph, but also handed him the follow-up work against Wenger. In other words, the Red Leaf Knights will completely withdraw from the action against the Wenger family after handing over the prisoners.
This made Phillip unable to figure it out, and he could no longer bear the questions he was holding in his heart.
Until now, he still didn't understand the relationship between Roy and Joseph.
From Joseph's eyes and the tone of his conversation, he could clearly tell that Joseph didn't seem to know Roy before. Otherwise, when the black-clothed priest captain made things difficult for Roy, he wouldn't have looked like that.
The look of sitting back and watching.
It seems that from the moment Roy unexpectedly asked him to testify for himself, Joseph's position suddenly changed. Not only did he defend Roy in public, but he also talked to the emperor later.
Zhong showed an attitude of obedience to Roy.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Philip wouldn't have believed it to be true.
You know, if the first mortal enemy of the Holy See is the Demon Emperor Taton, then the second one is Roy. This may be a bit exaggerated, but it is the boy who was named a guardian knight by Aleshia and the Holy See.
A true portrayal of the irreconcilable contradiction between the two.
The turmoil back then is still unsolved. If the Golden Dragon family knew that Roy was still alive, even if they were unwilling to directly conflict with Edward I to avoid causing trouble to Roy on the surface, they would secretly find ways to kill him, and even more
Not to mention cooperating with him. But who knew that Roy, this guy, had secretly mixed up with a county bishop less than a month after he came out of the mountains, and he could also use him to do things for him. This was Phillip's fault.
It felt like a grand ball where the indignant guests and soldiers were still searching for the gangster who had molested the hostess in broad daylight, but he had already sweetly kidnapped the hostess's daughter and hid in the cellar.
Li lifted up her skirt.
"No problem." Roy, the little wolf who lifted up the skirt of the Holy See, said with a smile on his face, "That guy has a grudge against the Bishop of the West District. He has no friendship with Wenger. If he attacks, I guarantee he will be more ruthless than you."
Phillip looked at Roy's innocent and sunny smiling face, and for some reason, he felt a chill behind him. He shook his head and quickly put aside the matter of Roy and Joseph.
Anyway, this muddle-headed black boy is not a cheap person, so no matter what happens to him, you don't have to be surprised for too long.
"By the way, are you going to apply for the first training camp this time in Munich?" Philip asked.
Yi nodded and sighed.
"Why, you still want to take the knight test?" Philip naturally knew why he sighed and asked with a smile. At the same time, he glanced at Kameni, who was walking side by side.
Hearing Philip's words, Kameni was startled and turned to look at Roy.
"That's right." As Phillip expected, Roy looked like it was natural. "Of course I want to take the knight test, but now my fighting spirit has not reached the first level. I heard that the training camp must have a combat ring."
There are less than ten days left to apply for the exam, so I don’t know if it’s too late.”
"Why are you applying for the Knights? Aren't you a magician?" Kameni interjected and asked, "With your magic talent, it's easy to get into the training camp. And your status and future are much better."
"Lou wants to be a knight." Roy smiled.
He did not explain. Everyone has their own reasons for doing anything. These reasons are based on different life experiences. There is no need to explain to others.
Even if you say it, others may not be able to understand it. Who would believe that a young man with magical talent desperately wants to become a knight just because of an agreement with the son of a blacksmith?
Looking at the morning glow on the horizon, Roy saw Tom's cheerful, freckle-covered face again.
To him, it was not the ideal of one person, but the dream shared by two boys who were sitting side by side at the Bo Labelle training ground, full of hope and longing!
"Think?" Kameni frowned. In his mind, knighthood is a sacred profession. It's not something you can do casually just for fun.
It is blasphemy to the knight to hold such thoughts!
"That's not the reason. Your magic talent is very high, but your fighting spirit talent" Kameni looked at Roy, but did not say the next words. In his opinion, an eighteen-year-old has not yet reached the level of fighting spirit.
Even if there are talented people, they are very few.
Generally speaking, if a child wants to become a knight, he will usually become a knight child when he is five or six years old, and undergo basic physical training to lay the foundation for future fighting spirit training.
Everyone's physical fitness is different, as are their status and resources. Naturally, the time to break through the first level of Dou Qi is sooner or later. But those with good talent can usually break through the first level by the age of thirteen or fourteen, which is better.
Yes, a genius like Alex is already a brave knight at the age of thirteen or fourteen.
Of course, this does not include the once-in-a-year prodigy like Augustus. He was the only one in this year who could become a knight of justice at the age of fourteen.
Compared with these people, an eighteen-year-old guy who has not yet broken through the first level of Dou Qi is simply rubbish.
Kameni didn't know Roy's past, so he naturally wouldn't know that this black boy had suffered damage to his meridians since he was a child, and he didn't regain his fighting spirit until he was sixteen years old, a full ten years later than others! Therefore, in his opinion,
, there is nothing to regret if this poor talent is given up.
What's more, in the previous battle, although Roy won the battle, his way of victory was far from that of a real knight.
He was too cunning, too ruthless, and too lacking in respect for the noble profession of knight. It was hard for Kameni to believe that a guy with such a personality could become a good knight with the eight virtues and abiding by the rules.
"Give up! Become a magician. That is your path. Knight is not suitable for you."
Kameni looked into Roy's eyes, gave serious advice, and rode forward.
His impression of Roy was very bad now, and he really wasn't in the mood to say anything more to him.
give up?
Roy looked at Kameni's back and was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He almost jumped up from his horse because of these two words. This is the most unreasonable thing about him. Who does that guy think he is?
.Why should he give himself this kind of advice that smells a hundred thousand times worse than shit?
It doesn’t matter whether I’m a knight or a magician!
"Who is he?" Roy recalled the sixteen battle rings on Kameni's body during the previous battle. He very wisely gave up the idea of rushing up and beating him up, and turned to look at Philip with a stinking look on his face.
Philip smiled bitterly: "His name is Kameni, and he was my great mentor when I was at the first training camp in the imperial capital."
First training camp?
Roy was startled, blinked his eyes, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily: "Fortunately, he is from the main camp! However, you remind me. I have to avoid him when I get to the main camp in the future. I don't want to fall behind."
In his hands...
"You'd better find a way to enter the Muni branch first." The smile on Philip's face became more bitter. "Before I have time to tell you, he has been transferred to the Muni branch. Maybe you will fall into his trap during the entrance examination."
In hand. He is the best instructor in the first training camp, and should be one of the examiners. Chang Puchi, Mai Ya'er on the side couldn't help it anymore, and burst out with a burst of laughter like silver bells. She leaned on the horse,
The slender shoulders kept shaking.
Roy's mouth twitched and his face was twisted.
Twenty kilometers away from Munich City, Philip led the Red Leaf Knights to return to Fjord Town to garrison, said goodbye to Roy, and sped away.
However, when parting, Philip couldn't help but leave a whole squad of knights and a squadron of cavalry for Roy. Roy's danger this time really scared him into a cold sweat. He couldn't guarantee that he would be so shocked next time.
No danger. Just leave a team of knights and a non-commissioned officer to protect Roy's safety.
Of course, all those left behind are ordinary knights like Ivan and the Three Heroes, and there are no long knights who must leave without permission. But this is also an unprecedented thing in the history of the Red Leaf Knights. Not to mention an ordinary civilian, even
Members of the royal family have never enjoyed such treatment.
The remaining knights and non-commissioned officers will apply to Archduke Adolf to be stationed in the Munich military camp in the name of the liaison team of the Red Leaf Knights. They will train under the leadership of Ivan or assist in the defense of Munich City.
If Yi is in danger, they will mobilize collectively.
"No matter who the opponent is, let's beat him up." Before leaving, Philip praised the performance of Ivan and the three heroes in the battle with the bandits, and then encouraged him, "I'm not afraid of any consequences."
Come on! The harder you beat me, the happier I will be!"
At that time, Roy saw a group of knights and cavalrymen, all of whom had their eyes flashing green because of Philip's manipulations. It seemed that he wished he could catch some unlucky passerby next to him as an enemy and beat him up. So much so that at the official road intersection, in an instant,
A large space was left vacant.
Entering Munich City, Grandbi immediately showed his professionalism. He only entered Munich City in advance and had already arranged everything.
In the evening of that day, Roy was sitting comfortably in a small building not far from the Muni Branch of the First Training Camp, drinking coffee.
"It's been a long day." The dwarf ax spirit appeared like a ghost.
"Yes." Roy lay on the attic window, looking at the city below in trance.
The city of Munich is so big that from the time he entered the city until now, his impression of the city was only the majestic city wall with a height of forty meters and the bustling streets from the city gate to here. According to Grandet, enter Munich from the west gate.
They only cut across a corner of the city of Munni.
Just this corner is already ten times bigger than Bo Labelle!
The small building that Grandet rented is located on a tree-lined hillside. It is surrounded by a row of red-roofed and gray-walled houses. Three meters below is the camp of the Munich Branch of the First Training Camp.
Looking at the southeast corner, you can see a row of white walls made of huge stones and a heavy and steady stone building.
The entire academy looked like a huge fortress. Everything was filled with the atmosphere of fighting and fighting. Looking at her, Roy seemed to be able to hear the clash of swords as generations of knights trained.
The neighing of war horses and the sound of footsteps and roars.
Because it was still on vacation, the college seemed unusually quiet in the fiery red sunset. Occasionally, guards holding spears and knights wearing instructor uniforms passed by in the empty campus. Other than that, there was only dust on the ground blown by the wind, standing quietly.
Unmoving training equipment and swaying tree shadows.
"Are you sure you're going to lock yourself in that damn place?"
The transformed shadow of the dwarf ax spirit was also lying next to Roy. But if you look carefully, you can see that he is less than half the height of Roy, with both feet hanging in the air. He looks funny.
The room was quiet.
The light of the setting sun shines through the attic window and casts a rectangular golden spot on the blue camel wool carpet. Floating dust particles swim in the slanted light. Dark brown oak five-drawer cabinets, wardrobes and floor coverings
The tall bed with white cotton sheets exudes a unique and pleasant smell.
Roy likes it here.
Perhaps because he has been homeless since childhood, he has a fascination with such a room that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Every time he went to the city with his grandfather, his greatest happiness was to be in such a room full of the warm flavor of life.
Have a comfortable sleep.
At that time, his biggest dream was to become a knight. In addition to the powerful horses, beautiful armor and lances, the concept of a knight is a strong castle of his own, a room like his own, plus one or a group of
hostess.
When he heard the question from the dwarf ax spirit, his childhood memories appeared in his mind.
"Of course, I'm sure." The boy said with a smile on his face as if his dream was within reach.
Downstairs, Mai Ya'er, who was walking with Oliver, accidentally looked up and saw Roy smiling in the sunset. He couldn't help but feel crazy, his face turned red for no reason, and angrily said to Oliver: "It's over, it's over, Roy is smiling now."
It’s getting better and better, what should I do?”
Oliver was wagging his tail inexplicably, grinning, looking stupid.
Seeing its appearance, Mai Ya'er couldn't help but kicked it in frustration. When she looked up at Roy again, for some reason, she suddenly had an unprecedented strange change in her heart. There seemed to be an evil that was unique to the dark elves.
The desire has awakened.
Maliaer stood there stupidly, at a loss.
When this strange emotion gradually spread to her body, causing a physiological reaction that made her shy, frightened, and unspeakable, she jumped up like a rabbit with an arrow, and rushed in with a blush on her face.
Go to your room, close the door, get into bed, and wrap yourself up.
The dwarf ax spirit frowned and muttered.
When Roy decided to enter the first training camp to improve his strength, he was still in the world of judgment because he failed to lift the seal and was unable to participate in opinions. After that, he and Roy had exchanges on this matter and tried to persuade Roy
Yi, let him give up the idea of entering the academy.
In the eyes of the dwarf ax spirit, Judgment is the best school in the world. Whether Roy is practicing martial arts or learning magic, there are a lot of people in Judgment that people of this era can only dream of to guide him. They are all his
Teacher and he is their only student.
However, because no one except the dwarf Ax Spirit himself has been able to lift the seal, Roy needs time to wait.
But time is exactly what Roy lacks most.
The dwarf ax spirit knew very well what a fierce flame was burning in the heart of this black boy.
His life story is waiting for him to reveal, his relatives and friends are waiting for him to avenge them, and his fiancée will become someone else's bride in more than a year's time.
All of this is like a whip, constantly driving him, making him run towards an unknown road that is definitely full of dangers. And more importantly, the dwarf ax spirit knows that in the mind of this boy, becoming
Being a true knight has become his obsession.
That was an ideal that he and Tom could not desecrate, and it was also a door to a world full of his enemies and foes. Whether it was for Tom, wanting revenge, or wanting to understand the events that took place on the banks of the frosty river.
He must walk into that world with an impeccable attitude to reveal the truth about the tragedy.
There are not many ways to become a knight. Apart from receiving training in a certain lord's castle and being loyal to him in the future, there are only three major training camps!
Of course, Roy can also become a knight through Philip Alessia or even the grandfather he has never met after breaking through the first level of fighting spirit. He is the heir to the Hanshan Duke family and Alessia's fiancé.
He was Philip's savior.
No matter which status he holds, it is enough for him to easily obtain a knighthood or even more.
But that kind of glory is not what Roy wants. There is an innate pride in the bones of this little country bumpkin who looks honest and honest on the outside.
When he, who had just been made a guardian knight by the princess, jumped off the cliff and stood upright again staggeringly from the cold river, he knew that without enough strength, any superficial glory would be just a shame.
It was also at that moment that it was destined that one day in the future, he would stand in front of his enemy with the most impeccable posture!
Whether he was facing the person who murdered his mother, the person who killed Tom, the person who stole his fiancée or his relatives who had long thought he did not exist, he could proudly hold his head high and straighten his back.
This is the blood of a man!
The dwarf ax spirit couldn't understand Roy's persistence in obtaining a knight title that no one in the dwarf world looked down upon, but he could understand this kind of blood that belongs to men. In his heart, he also looked forward to Doe standing in front of him one day.
The scene in front of that genius knight Augustus.
Of course, compared with Augustus, Roy still has a long way to go.
It is said that Augustus is about to break through and become a paladin. But Roy is still on the verge of breaking through to become an armed knight. Compared with Augustus, there is a gap of five levels and thirty stars!
No one can be promoted from a knight apprentice to a paladin in a year and a half. The possibility of Roy defeating Augustus is not greater than one in ten thousand. All idiots understand this, Roy
Of course he knew it very well, but he never mentioned it.
Now, he is like a lonely climber, burying his head and walking forward step by step.
Don't look, don't listen, don't think.
Until he finally stood in front of his enemy.
The dwarf ax spirit muttered a few words to himself, then gave up the idea of persuading Roy.
Although he had many, many things that he wanted to ask Roy for help with, he understood better what Roy, who was carrying a blood feud, needed most at the moment.
He turned his head and looked at Roy's face bathed in the sunset light, smiling as happily as a child.
Augustus is a genius, so why not Roy? Only he knows how terrifying Roy's potential is!
Roy is a martial arts genius. He can learn any martial skill as long as he sees it once. He is also a magic genius. His eyes that can see magic elements allow him to accurately control every magic element and make them follow his wishes.
Make the most subtle and subtle changes.
What's more, he is also the owner of the ruling.
Possessing an artifact means possessing power that even gods cannot control!
"Roy." said the dwarf Ax Spirit Niu.
"Huh?" Roy turned back and looked at him strangely.
"I told you before, the closer your body is to its limit, the better the effect of cultivation will be." The dwarf ax spirit looked at Roy's face turning green and white, his beard rising, and said angrily, "Still stunned.
What are you doing? Go meditate quickly, the sword spirit is still waiting for you to wake up!"
Roy's wailing sounded in the small building.
"Are you sexy? I just finished fighting for my life with someone, and I haven't slept all day and night!"
"Cut the nonsense and hurry up!"
In the silent academy, an old man wearing a robe was carefully dripping a drop of dark green medicine into a glass test tube in the laboratory on the top floor of a spiral mage tower in the academy.
Perhaps the experiment had reached the final moment. The old man's expression was both excited and serious. He stared closely at the test tube in his hand and held his breath, for fear of accidentally pouring an extra drop into it.
At this moment, suddenly, a wave of energy from heaven and earth surged crazily around the academy. Boom, the old man shook his hand, and half of the dark green potion was poured into the test bottle in his left hand. A loud sound was heard.
There was a huge explosion and the entire laboratory shook violently.
After the smoke cleared, the old man with the magic shield on his body didn't even have time to feel depressed and distressed about his failed experiment and the bombed-out laboratory, so he quickly walked to the window with a serious face.
The door behind him was pushed open violently, and a middle-aged man wearing the same robe rushed in.
"Did you feel it?"
"Of course." The old man looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing. "The only one who can attract the spiritual power of heaven and earth on such a scale is a Dharma God!" He turned to look at the middle-aged man: "He is in Munni City, beside us.