Early the next day, Zhang Chao was awakened by the noise of gongs and drums outside, and his reaction was very interesting, first lying on the bed staring at the ceiling with round eyes, looking at the posture and wanting to kick it away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then he sat up suddenly, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, the black hydra was happily unsheathed, and it had nothing to do with it in successive battles, which made it unwilling to be lonely and can't wait to participate in the feast of blood and soul.

So it shook its blade very kindly at Zhang Chao, signaling that it could kill all those who angered him outside.

As a result, Zhang Chao came to his senses and calmly stuffed the black hydra back into the scabbard.

He ignored the black hydra's unwilling and aggrieved feelings, because he had already remembered that the entrance ceremony was going to be held early this morning, and those drums should be the official team of Shurima, and besides, it was not advisable to kill people in anger because they were disturbed by someone's dreams, so he felt more and more irritable.

Not being able to do it does not mean that there is no complaint or anger in the bottom of my heart.

This experience is like a night owl who has just finished his work all night and wants to go to bed, but the sky is already dark, the outside work begins to work, the work begins to work, the shouting echoes with the sound of the car's horn, and finally survives and catches up with the neighbor's house to decorate, and the electric drill and chainsaw are ringing.

At such a time, even if you know that no one else is to blame for this, anyone will have the urge to kill.

Zhang Chao got up and scooped a basin of water from the water tank in the house, and sank his whole head into it for a long time before he barely woke up, he was too sleepy......

When he left Archduke Rhodes' room last night, it was actually just after ten o'clock in the evening, but according to his habit, he usually melted the ancient blood until the early morning of the next day.

Because the ancient blood of the ancient dragon was still in a semi-coagulated state, he still had a long time to go before he could completely digest it, so Zhang Chao was eager to shorten this process so as to completely advance his strength to the level of legendary.

An existence that Zhang Chao could only look up to for a long time, but now it is within reach of him, how can he hold back his throbbing heart?

However, Zhang Chao's strength is no longer what it used to be, even if melting ancient blood is a rather laborious thing, but he still doesn't feel sleepy, and what really makes him look like he can't wake up now is because of the secret scroll of spiritism.

The transaction between him and Archduke Rhodes was still the same as before, so the so-called psychic scroll was in hand last night, so after he finished his daily task of melting ancient blood, he planned to study the psychic scroll for a while before sleeping, but this look fascinated him.

It's like when he was in junior high school and peeked at Aoi, a feeling that can only be described in one sentence - he can't stop at all.

All the chaotic emotions were simply left behind by him, and the obscure ancient characters became very easy to understand and pointed to the inside in the systematic translation......

It wasn't until he forcibly freed himself from it with his extraordinary perseverance that he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and at this time, his eyes were already full of bloodshots, and the original almost overflowing spiritual power was consumed like this.

This phenomenon was absolutely abnormal, and he didn't even notice the passage of his mental power and time, so he was unconsciously immersed in it.

"Is the power of the god of death...... Zhang Chao could sense the coldness of his eyebrows, which was different from the warmth of the stigma, which was the same as when the sheep of Qianjue touched his body.

He immediately realized that this secret scroll had an inexplicable connection with the god of death, Qianjue, and even the secret scroll practiced by the priests of the god of death.

I have to say that this Psychic Secret Scroll is definitely worthy of its price, and even surpasses it, but it also has to be said that the conditions for the use of this Secret Scroll are too high, and even the most basic spells above cannot be used under normal conditions.

It is like a textbook of advanced mathematics, although it is more advanced, but without the knowledge of elementary mathematics, it is impossible to understand the content, let alone apply it.

For example, one of the most basic psychic techniques recorded here - the sacrifice of the blood of 3,000 living people and their transformation into life-devouring undead warriors, who are not afraid of death or pain, like machines, coupled with hatred of the living and indestructible bodies - they are even more terrifying than the most elite soldiers.

On the battlefield, as long as there are these 3,000 undead warriors, they can easily determine the outcome of a medium-sized battle, even the kind of super-large-scale battle of hundreds of thousands of people, they are enough to become a precious cornerstone.

The reason why Grand Duke Rhodes himself did not practice this psychic secret scroll was not that he couldn't look down on its effect, in fact, any qualified commander could see its terrible use value from this secret scroll, of course, it was not that he was reluctant to sacrifice living people, and felt that these secret techniques were too cruel, for a male Grand Duke Rhodes, a few thousand lives were really nothing.

It's because any magic is a very rigorous discipline, and the casting of many spells, even if it's just a mistake, will incur extremely terrible consequences, at least it will backfire on oneself and cause a world-destroying magic explosion, so even if many magic secret scrolls have been handed down, basically no one can understand them, and no one will use them when they are tired of life.

It took Archduke Rhodes decades and the wisdom of countless talented mages to decipher some of the most basic words, barely knowing that this was the basic function of the secret scroll about spiritism and the simplest spells on this secret scroll.

But the most important specific steps are still confused, even the simplest spells are so difficult, it took decades for the mages who gathered the entire principality to decipher such a little content, and then the difficulty of those powerful secret methods can be seen, otherwise he would not have just reluctantly cut his love and handed over such a terrifying psychic secret scroll to Zhang Chao.

Outside there are still drums playing in unison, which shows that the level of music and cultural development of the Shurima people is definitely quite high, and the cheerful music sets off a joyful atmosphere, as if it is a festival every year.

Zhang Chao opened the window and looked out for a while, the lively crowd seemed a little crowded, after all, it was still early in the morning, even in the suburbs of Shurima, this place still belonged to the territory with a fairly dense flow of people.

Tuk Tuk Tuk -

There was a sudden knock on the door, Zhang Chao waved his hand, and suddenly the door opened, and a group of scantily clad bewitching maids walked in with clothes and copper basins.

"Your Excellency, today is the entrance ceremony, so all of us need to dress appropriately - and from this day onwards you will officially play the role of my nephew, and if there is any offense, please bear with me. ”

"It's all right. Zhang Chao replied while letting the maid change his clothes.

Rhodes nodded, he was wearing a white dress today, with a large bunch of golden ears of wheat pinned to his chest, and a scale on the other side, this robe symbolized that Rhodes' agriculture and commerce went hand in hand, and both were the national policies of the foundation of the country.

Although there is no other decoration for this gorgeous dress, this pure white cloth alone is not only light and breathable, but also friendly to magical elements, and it is imprinted with many small spells such as cleansing, condensing, shielding, etc., which is not much better than the white linen that only the rich can afford to wear.

Only those who know the goods can see the nobility, just like the emperor in the imagination of the poor people uses a gold hoe every day, and the nobles who are truly well-off will never wear gold and silver like the nouveau riche, and this priceless white robe is what stands out.

"Yes, my nephew. Seeing that Zhang Chao had changed into a white robe that was also like snow, Grand Duke Rhodes nodded and praised, "I believe that the noble lady Shurima who saw you today will have a sleepless night." ”

Zhang Chao smiled and didn't speak, although Shurima was still golden, but the nobles liked white instead, he felt that this had a lot to do with the scorching light that enveloped Shurima all year round.

"Let's go. Archduke Rhodes raised his head and said majestically.

Zhang Chao answered at the right time: "Okay, uncle." ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and all the conspiracies were silent.

Pushing open the door, the light was shining, Zhang Chao suddenly felt that this dazzling light was actually very suitable, and under its illumination, he felt that he had never done those dirty things.

Just outside, a noisy crowd gathered on both sides of the road, and a man in a white aristocratic robe was now at the bottom of the steps, motionless, and behind him was the emperor's envoys, in addition to diplomatic officials, among them were some eunuchs, after all, Grand Duke Rhodes was not only a vassal king, he was also the eldest brother of Azir, equivalent to a foreign relative.

"Long time gone, my brother. The man in the white robe had a warm smile on his face, and his sideburns were a little gray, but it could be seen that he was not very old, at most he was in his early forties.

Such an age may be considered middle-aged for ordinary people, but for a small accomplished martial artist, this is the age of the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, and this situation can be called an early birth.

Archduke Rhodes was stunned for a moment, he was like a twilight old man who met his father and son whom he had not seen for many years, staggered forward quickly, stared at the person who came, and finally hugged him heavily.

"Brother!" A heart-rending cry sounded, and Grand Duke Rhodes cried, and his image was ruined, but none of the surrounding onlookers, including those officials, showed ridicule, but instead hid their faces and sighed.

This white-robed man is a proton sent to Shurima by the Rhodes family, and is the brother of Archduke Rhodes, and the relationship between the two has always been very strong.

Zhang Chao keenly noticed the red eyes of Grand Duke Rhodes on the side~ If he hadn't known that His Excellency had killed the son of his other younger brother not long ago, I am afraid that even he would have to believe that the person in front of him had a deep brotherhood.

He never believed that this treacherous tyrant would reveal his true feelings, and even if it were, he believed that if the so-called brotherhood dared to cross his path, he would immediately cut it in two without hesitation!