Sengolas, a rainbow dragon, the guardian of the magic crystal jungle, the master of magic, the supreme being in the earthly world of Emera
The Chapter of Sengolas is a classic that records the techniques of non-radiant systems. It was a technique copied from the Rainbow Dragon by the top experts of various races who were tested long ago and were determined to restore the tradition and glory of the race.
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Because it is limited to copying the skills of one's own clan, compared with the content protected by Sengolas, it is only one chapter long. Therefore, with such a title, some people once jokingly said: Master Sen is the master of all the magic skills in the world! The master of Sengoras
The significance of the chapter is evident
After the great incident in which the Angels of Glory betrayed the Lord of God and fell, the Rainbow Dragon Clan traveled around to take back the Chapter of Sengolas because of the 'true knowledge' involved in it, and those races that had copied the techniques might not be able to master them for a while.
The kings of devils can become more powerful through this
Neo has also heard such rumors: it is said that four chapters of the Chapter of Sengolas were lost to the world and have not been recovered, two of which fell into the hands of the devil, giving birth to the infamous Dark Undead and Dark Puppet systems.
Rumors of unofficial history are not trustworthy, so in the past Neo would only read and listen to them as gossip, but today Tellus shouted out the Chapter of Sengolas before he died, so Neo had to face the news.
""Even if one or two of these rumors are true, it will be a big trouble for me!" My heart is a little confused, and there is also some faint excitement, eager for adventure, eager to win, this is the nature of werewolves, once upon a time, many
Even if a strong werewolf is dying, he will choose a battle that is vigorous enough even if there is no hope of victory to end his life, rather than breathing his last breath in a cave or on a bed.
Slowly lowering Tellus's body, he brushed his hand over Tellus's face and closed his eyes that still had a pleading look. Neo stood up and turned his eyes to Calombo, who was imprisoned by the black iron.
, said in as calm a tone as possible: "It's so rare that you didn't even argue for yourself, Brother Calombo."
Kalombo, who had messy hair and thin skin, slowly raised his head. The light from his deep-set eye sockets was as bright as the fire of soybean oil in the dark. After humming a few times, Kalombo said leisurely: "I
There is no way to prove that a guy who has been imprisoned for hundreds of years and is still alive is an innocent person." His voice was very dull, like the sound of a leaking bellows, and it was obvious that his strength was unsustainable, and he gasped and paused many times during the process.
Neo did not let down his guard because of Calompo's weakness. He chuckled and said, "Well, at least Bloody John's charges didn't unjustly accuse you. If it weren't for forbidden techniques like 'Life Stealing', you wouldn't be able to survive like this."
Long"
The loose and lackluster flesh on his face twitched, and Calombo chuckled, "I really doubt your bloodline. After only a few hundred years, werewolves actually know how to use their brains!"
"Do you want to provoke me? It seems that my guess is right. You are still capable of fighting." Neo said, picking up Tellus' magic fire gun and taking out a small bag of projectiles from his body. "Gladiator's
The advantage is that in order to satisfy the audience's interest, you need to master the use of various weapons. This magic fire gun is really a good weapon. There are 15 bars (standard units) of energy left. It shouldn't be a big problem to fire 30 shots. Let's make a small one.
A small experiment to see if the projectile injected into the forehead can affect the performance of the spell.
"What do you want?" Calombo's face was gloomy, and his voice sounded a little angry.
"Monk, your fighting power is so strong that you need such a strong prison to imprison you; your will is strong and you can endure for hundreds of years; but you obviously don't have the talent of an actor" Neo pointed out rudely
Calompo is still acting. "If you give in so easily, how could the people of the Glorious Holy See not get what they want until now? Monk, let us avoid unnecessary cutscenes and get straight to the point, what do you think?
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Calombo snorted coldly, acquiescing.
Calompo really recognized this young werewolf this time. Not only was he different from other werewolves, he was also first-rate in calmness and calmness among young people of other intelligent races of the same age.
Calompo also knows that since he is willing to talk nonsense to him, it means that killing is not Neo's first choice.
"Humph, this may be because this wolf cub keenly realized that with his strength, even if he wanted to kill himself, he would have to pay a huge price, so he made this choice! After all, the devils are always following him, and they may have already been attacking him.
Come here..."
What Calombo expected was not far from the truth. Neo was indeed afraid of Calombo's near-death blow and had lived for more than 500 years. This information alone was definitely enough to make new students wary.
On the other hand, Dansteni, who was deceived by wrong information into an underground hall in the aristocratic district of Sowers City, was no longer as relaxed and elegant as usual, and her pretty face became more and more ferocious.
Just a few seconds ago, she scratched the heads of two devils who were not doing things well. At this time, all the devils were submissive and did not even dare to express their anger. No one dared to raise their head and stare at Danstney.
Licking the red and white stuff on her sharp nails, the witch said in her original voice full of magic: "Please sort this thing out from beginning to end for me!"
The demonic sound is piercing, and the demons feel like needles are running through their heads. This is punishment and a warning. If there is a problem next time, death will be a relief...
The snow was still falling, and the Dark Blood Girl had now arrived at the back courtyard of the church with Neo's trace. Although she found the ashes in the utility room, she also lost the clues she was looking for.
"The smoke method can only last for a short period of time..." Having said that, it is possible in all directions, and the radius is likely to exceed 400 meters, or even 600 meters. It is not easy to find clues in such a large area.
Rumble! The sound of shelling from the south was even more intense, and the sound was extremely loud at night. The dark-blood woman was already considering whether to continue tracking the young werewolf. After all, her status was not high enough to be involved in an operation like today.
, completely free to control your time
In the underground hall directly under the temple, Neo said very bluntly: "I will not allow the devils to get you alive. To be more precise, not even your head can be kept, to prevent the devils from invading your soul."
Make a fuss about it”
Calombo said: "Well, let me get straight to the point and use your head. Over the past few hundred years, there haven't been many that are so special." The topic changed and Calombo asked: "Do you believe Tellus's words?
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"Chapter of Cengolas?" Neo shook his head slightly, "If this were the prison cell of the Vatican's Holy Inquisition Hall, I would still like to believe that the meaning of the Chapter of Cengolas is definitely worthy of such treatment."
"Hahahaha..." Kalombo laughed loudly, the sound shook the hall, and even the flames of the torches on the pillars trembled. "It's so ridiculous!" After laughing so hard that he was out of breath, Kalombo said
He said: "Hundreds of years! Those guys who think they are smart are not as smart as a young werewolf!"
"Although the Chapter of Sengolas is likely to be based on rumors, and the fact that you have been detained may be related to the inertia of affairs handover, I believe that you must have something that makes people jealous, otherwise you would not hide it.
The risk has allowed you to live until now. The style of the Holy See has always been strict, both externally and internally."
Calombo was surprised, and after a while he said: "You can actually imagine that they have concealed the truth about me. It's not easy."
"Yeah, but I still stick to my previous decision. I'm not worried about you being alive."
Calombo didn't seem to be particularly concerned about his own life and death, jokingly saying: "What about those things that make people jealous? Maybe it's endless wealth that can be enjoyed in a lifetime, maybe it's a legendary book that can make people stronger quickly..."
"What I want, I will get it myself!" Neo interrupted Calombo's words calmly, with a kind of determination and confidence in his eyes.
Calompo looked at it silently for a while and said seriously: "If it weren't for these damn shackles, I would applaud you."
Neo smiled slightly, "It seems you have realized that the damn shackles are so strong and the way to hold them is so special. Even if I cut off your limbs, I can't take you out of here."
"So, what are you going to use to persuade me to lend you my head?" Calompo asked after taking Neo's words.
Neo took out the thought crystal he got from the Evil Fire Puppet from his backpack, then gently sent it away and threw it steadily on the ground in front of Calompo.
"..." Calombo understood, but he was speechless
Neo said: "So I said before that I kind of believe in the possibility of such a thing as fate."
"You can actually kill a black butcher, no, it's an evil fire puppet, and it's an evil fire puppet that was intensified by the devil himself."
Neo, who had a narrow escape from death, is not modest either. Defeating the Evil Fire Puppet is an honor in itself.
"How do you know that I have a way to host my soul in a thinking crystal?"
"I don't know. If not, then we really have nothing to talk about."
"He's really a stubborn guy, or is it because of his sense of justice and mission?"
"The sense of justice is nonsense. I just want to make the devils unhappy. I just do what I want to do. As for how many people have been saved from the bad luck of being massacred, it is just a side effect. If I can, I
More willing to pass on the benign side effects to this world that is suffering from the destruction of civilization."
"The sense of mission, perhaps, is just for my people and humans. They should learn to pay for their own actions...Okay, I have explained enough, let us make the next thing as simple as possible,
Do you choose 'Yes' or 'No'"
Neo's legs moved forward and back, his steps arched, and the cross sword was raised diagonally from his right shoulder. His momentum was condensed, as if there was some invisible energy gathering into his body from the void, and he made a desperate move.
The only special move that Ao currently has mastered is, to put it more verbosely, 'charged attack'
This kind of skill was originally only possible to master after reaching level 5, but some secret factors in Neo that even he himself didn't know made him realize this skill soon after he crossed the threshold of level 3. Of course, this is also related to the arena.
The cross-level life and death battle is inseparable. It was that battle that inspired the special potential dormant in Neo's body. If not for this, Neo would not have been able to defeat Dansteni's evil force during the day.
The soul is cursed without dying
Compared to the magic fire blunderbuss, Neo trusts his sword skills more. At the critical moment, Neo will not demoralize himself and blast away with the fire blunderbuss first. Swordfighters focus on close combat output. The sharpest weapon is not the weapon.
It's him, Neo understands this
Calompo once again looked at Neo with surprised eyes, nodded and said: "I have to say, you gave me a lot of surprises today. I agree with your proposal, but it is not completely unconditional. I want to leave some gifts for you.
Those devils, if it weren't for them, how could I have been imprisoned here for hundreds of years?" At the end, his voice was quite sinister, and the hatred brewing in the faint indifference made Neodu shudder.
The keen intuition in his animal nature told Neo that Calombo was not lying. Although this guy was not a good person, he would never collude with the devil. Not to mention the accumulated blood feud between them, only the essence, as arrogant as Calombo.
A confident and strong person will never surrender to others without reservation, even if the other person is a god. This kind of wolf nature, which is called a "white-eyed wolf" by the world, is actually a very important principle. Neo is not completely convinced at this moment.
Understanding its meaning, it was his stubbornness and simple free heart that allowed him to avoid the "dangerous period" and not hastily root his faith in some strong "towering trees"
Calombo agreed to the request, and Neo also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He is a layman in magic. Relying on some superficial knowledge and the ability to observe people's emotions, he may be able to fool some people by simply talking about it, but if he is serious about it, he will definitely stop.
Take the current matter as an example. If he really wants to take action, even if he cuts off Calompo's head, there is no guarantee that he can successfully take away Calombo's soul. What if this guy insists on going his own way and escapes at all costs?
After leaving the skull cavity, waiting for the devils to come, Neo asked himself that there was no way to deal with a ball of soul energy without substance. He couldn't even accurately check whether the soul had left the head.
"We need an oath of sufficient weight!" Neo said this. He knew that if he was not to be tricked to death by this man who had lived for hundreds of years, the power of restraint was the only power he could rely on.
"What a little fox," Calompo said with a grin that was missing at least half of his teeth.
"I swear by my true name, my law, and the River Styx!" Neo added
Calombo laughed dumbly, "Thank you! The three major oaths are fully effective after being sworn by the legendary level or above, especially the Styx oath, which is an oath for gods with divine status. How did you know this?
Are you selling information so shamelessly that you only know a little bit about it?"
Neo's rare face was a little feverish. This knowledge was obtained from reading unofficial historical works such as "Sacred Chronicles". It was not verified at all. It was largely based on his own assumptions. He regarded Calombo as a thousand-year-old monster.
Treated, the result was such an oolong
Although he laughed at Neo's stupid use, Calombo did not cause any trouble. He was very bachelor and swore by his real name and rules, which made Neo a little awe-inspiring.
Being able to understand the law, even just one, represents a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach in their lifetime.
Maintaining a minimum of respect and respect for the forerunners and the strong is a serious and honorable matter in Neo's opinion.
And Calompo’s excellent qualities of being true to his words and being straightforward also impressed him. “Sure enough, there is no luck in the world of the strong. Regardless of the philosophy of action, everyone has excellent qualities, and
It took an incredible amount of effort..."
Only the ignorant and stupid will be so proud that they do not take the strength of others seriously. There are indeed lucky people in this world who have gained great power through shortcuts, but the incompetent will eventually die unless they can survive in the extreme.
In a short period of time, no one in Emera can defy this law of making up for the lack of control at a huge enough cost...