Standing on the river beach with the sound of running water, Roy grinned and took a step towards the river bank.
He knew that if he wanted revenge, if he wanted to tear the pride of Alex and Augustus apart under his feet, he had to become stronger than them. But now, he was just an ant in the eyes of the other party.
Roy carved hatred into his bones, and every stab hurt his bones. But he did not lose his mind because of hatred.
Having lived in the jungle since he was a child, he understands the rules of survival in the jungle better than anyone else, and he also knows better than anyone how to stand at the top of the food chain.
Nothing more than two words.
strength!
In the jungle, this power is the wisdom, instinct, fangs and claws, speed and endurance of beasts. In the human world, it is martial arts and strength, as well as everything including money, status and power!
Not only does he need to have strong fighting power himself, but he also needs to use various means to win over all the forces he can in the process of growing up!
The road is long, but he will eventually walk on it.
So, the first small step now is to change from an injured ant to a healthy and strong ant!
Walking from the river beach to the shore almost consumed all Roy's energy. But he still held on, found a cave recessed in the mountain wall, sat down, and began to bandage the wounds on his body.
Years of living in the wild have already taught Roy how to avoid losing his precious equipment while running, climbing and swimming. Therefore, even though he jumped off a cliff and fell into a river and was carried far away by the river, most of his belongings were still there.
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Opening the waterproof hunting bag, taking out the self-administered wound medicine, Roy carefully applied it on the wound.
He has actually cast a healing spell on himself, but now he is in an unfamiliar environment and may face various dangers. Therefore, the most important thing is to use all means to treat his injuries and restore his physical strength.
After applying the wound medicine, Roy checked his magic power.
The magic core in the body is still recovering magic power while rotating. However, because the body is in a state of hunger, the energy replenishment speed is far slower than usual. After just using a healing spell, there is still 180 magic codes.
He took out the dry food, stuffed it into his mouth hungrily, and finally focused on the verdict.
Looking at this mysterious weapon that he hadn't even had time to examine carefully since he got it, Roy was in a daze for a while.
From walking out of the castle, the outbreak of the war, breaking out of the siege to jumping off the cliff, it only took one day. The ax in his hand still looked like the one he brought out of the mysterious castle, but he had already experienced life and death.
Because he didn't know how far he was from the place where he jumped from the cliff, and he didn't know if anyone was chasing him around, so he didn't dare to light a fire. He just flicked his fingers to summon a small flame and looked at it carefully by the light of the fire.
The judgment is dark and inconspicuous.
The shape of the ax is just that of an ordinary wood-cutting ax. It is not as big as the one used by dwarves. There is no armor-piercing cone on the front, and there are no beautiful patterns or exaggerated arcs. Even the handle is in the shape of a straight stick, which is so simple.
Make people angry.
If Roy didn't know the magic of the ruling, he might not even bother to take a look at such an ax before his eyes.
But there is one thing that is special.
That's the texture of the verdict.
Roy has lived in the dwarf dungeon since he was a child and has seen countless kinds of metals, but he has never seen anything like Judgment. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't recognize it.
Swallowing a mouthful of dry food, he smashed his mouth and turned the ax over and over. Unfortunately, he had no fighting spirit. If he could infuse it with fighting spirit, maybe... Just when he thought of this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
When he first received the verdict, the lava-like energy rushed into his body and formed a magic core. Why not try the other way around and infuse the magic power generated by the magic core back into it?
Give it a try!
Roy mobilized his magic power and probed inside the axe.
As soon as the magic power came into contact with the axe, it was absorbed to the point where nothing was left. Immediately, Roy felt a judgment that was connected to his own spirit, and an inexplicable sense of joy and desire was conveyed after absorbing the magic power.
mood.
Roy became excited and poured his magic power into Judgment again. It was also absorbed completely, and he could feel the same joy and desire.
However, the ax is still the same damn ax, nothing has changed.
Roy repeatedly injected magic power until there were only eighty magic codes left in his body, and then he stopped. He was a little frustrated to find that pouring this little magic power into him seemed to Judgment like pouring it into the desert.
I had a glass of water, which was very little.
However, at least this is a good start. Sooner or later, I will be able to dig out all the secrets of the ruling!
Putting away the verdict, Roy cast a spell on himself to restore magic power, and began to meditate according to the method taught in the magic book given by Mrs. Ellen.
Although due to physical reasons, he can only and must embark on the path of magic cultivation. From the moment Tom died, Roy had already chosen his own path.
Paladin!
For Tom, in order to realize myself and his childhood dream, I will become a knight even if I don’t have a battle ring!
A knight who knows magic, or even knows only magic!
This belief has never been stronger.
Roy put aside distracting thoughts and released his perception to feel the invisible energy in the world.
Trees, grass blades, mountains, flowing water, wind, insects and birds... everything is moving, breathing, and emitting natural invisible energy.
The energy of each plant and tree is very weak, but when the breathing of the whole world synchronizes with my own breathing, the energy of the world gradually ripples with the frequency of breathing, like a tide, first in thin waves, and then
There are rows of waves, and finally, there are huge waves.
Every cell in the body gradually synchronizes with the breathing of heaven and earth with the expanded perception.
Energy passes through the cells through perception and washes through the body. Like a tributary of a river, it constantly blends into the magic flowing in the body with the breath, and then withdraws with the breath.
Roy only felt that the magic power, which was originally as clear as water, became less smooth with meditation.
It seems that there is endless resistance, blocking the movement of magic, squeezing it, pulling it, and even affecting every thought in my mind, becoming infinitely slow.
The book says that breathing in and out a hundred times is a meditation.
Roy originally thought this was a very, very simple matter.
But when he immersed himself in the world of meditation for the first time, he realized that the hundreds of breaths he usually didn't care about turned out to be so difficult while meditating.
The invisible energy of heaven and earth, as it enters the first breath of perception expansion and meditation, begins to ripple, the second breath begins to ripple, and the third breath begins to generate waves...
After ten breaths, it was already like a huge wave.
Roy's perception is like a small boat in the huge waves. His spirit is like the rocks on the shore. His magic power is like a pedestrian walking against the wind.
A hundred breaths, easier said than done!
However, all this is nothing to Roy.
The stubbornness and pride in his bones, the hardships he has endured in the wind and snow since childhood, and the obsession for revenge have always supported him.
Roy made up his mind, no matter what, he worked hard to expand his perception, strengthen his spirit, and drive his magic power forward.
Breathe in and out.
Breathe in and out.
Roy was trudging alone and hard in the magical world.