There may have been people who had doubted the horror of the Annihilation Plane, but since nine days ago, except for the group of madmen at Dawn of Dawn, no one has the luxury of successfully defending against the demon legions of the Alternate Plane with manpower, and even launching a major counterattack. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The lesson of blood has not yet dried up, and the great portal still stands outside Kovacs.

Although a large number of demons have receded, it seems that there is still some time before they officially invade. After all, there are still embers of the True Dragon Flame, and perhaps the means that the Time Dragon God once laid down have not completely lost their effect. But the small troops left behind by the light have already turned hundreds of miles around into a scorched earth!

After the news spread through magical means, the high-level officials in various places were in an uproar, and while they all issued a ban order, they began to prepare to resist the demonic disaster. However, more people know that no amount of preparation is futile, and they can only pray to the gods and hope that heroes will appear to save the world. Just like the disasters that have happened on the continent, there are always people who come into being.

As for some of the high-ranking people who are silent, after the news was leaked, they are now even more anxious.

The countess of Cloel is undoubtedly very strict, to what extent, so strict that not only does Ling Qi not know about the Kovacs incident, but even the Gaphael outside the city who should have known is in both eyes!

Although the Senate can't directly deal with the Blade Society, they can suppress and clamp down on the Blade Guards in all aspects, and it has been less than a month since the Emperor's death, and the Lingyun Temple, the headquarters of the Blade Society, has even been completely cut off from all over the magic communication channel!

Not to mention the "retirement" of the Vernon Monastery. Although he had been paying attention to Kovacs's situation, after all, Martin, the illegitimate son of his old friend, was a probationary pastor in Kovacs' church!

It's a pity that he has been covered by some leaves for a long, long time...

As the head of the secret service of a country's intelligence directorate, Gaphael is not without failure. It's not that the Blade Guards are incompetent, it's that they're being met with too much resistance to their actions!

Fortunately, the Blade Guards in many places have realized the problem, and even the Blade Warrior who was originally lurking in Kovac City to protect Martin has sent people to the headquarters and the monastery for help, and he himself is gathering a group of survivors with Martin to be trapped in the cathedral of Kovacs!

The second time he entered the castle, Ling Qi got his wish and saw the little earl, it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, a little thin, wearing a nightgown, as if he had just been woken up, looking at his eyes timid, as if he was frightened, stammering and even saying hello inarticulately.

The countess originally wanted her son to form a friendship with a man who was suspected of being the future monarch in advance, but the aura of the spirit slayer was too strong, and it was no longer a drop in charm that could be expressed, and it was simply not close to anyone.

However, the attitude of the mysterious female mage towards him was a little strange, unlike the other people who saw him as either distant or afraid, but very interested, and changed his previous indifference, which even made him suspect that this woman was actually an extremist from some evil camp.

Under the enthusiastic suggestion of the female mage, Ling Qi and the four of them lived directly in the guest room on the second floor of the fortress, adjacent to her, obviously the countess also thought that this was very suitable, first, to better protect someone, and secondly, there was no lack of surveillance!

One night passed, another day, except for boring visits and ridiculous temptations, Ling Qi did not wait for Gaphael, and the Blade Guardian did not send anyone to make contact, as if nothing had happened before.

In the following time, in order not to increase the suspicion of others, Ling Qi has been hiding in his room to practice summoning techniques except for the necessary banquets.

Blessed by the professional talent of the Spirit Slayer, he barely reached the intermediate level of summoning, and it was easy for Ling Qi to eat through the magic book left by Lucian, and he was now able to easily summon skeleton warriors, but "summoning skeletons" was a special skill after all, that is, a skill that Ling Qi most of them had to give up, so he didn't practice much.

At this point, the book "Simple Summoning Magic" completely lost its value, and was directly thrown by Ling Qi in the bedside table.

However, the few skills he newly acquired were added by his talents, and he felt even more handy when he used them, as if he had mastered them for a long time, and there was no jerky feeling at all!

Regarding the question of why a profession comes with a natural ability, Ling Qi actually has his own guess. He suspected that the special profession in this world was not at all like the legend of outsiders, as long as he obtained the inheritance, he could become his profession, or that was only the most superficial way of inheritance!

The most core characters who really inherit a profession are always a few, and they have factors in their bones that match the profession, or beliefs, or something else, Ling Qi thinks that it is a hidden talent!

The so-called profession just excavates your hidden natural abilities!

In his own case, the level of darkness in his heart definitely meets the standards of a spirit slayer, and if necessary, he will not feel guilty even if he destroys the world. In addition, the transformation of his body by the dark divine power is the light that he rejects, so that his compatibility with this profession is at least more than 90%, if not 100%!

This is Ling Qi's imperfect guess that a profession can bring talent, but it also explains why most professionals only learn skills, and only in rare cases will talents be activated.

For example, Leo also has a profession, called Psychic Archer, a special category in the ordinary profession, according to him, the skill of Psychic Eye is the hallmark of Psychic Archer, but it is only a special skill, not a talent. There are many special skills of this kind, one is the Bloody Wind Howl, and so is the Berserker's Fury.

However, the pioneers of various combat professions who were the first to invent these special skills, did they really rely on accidental hits or simple research to obtain these quite practical and hole card abilities?

Is it possible that some of the earliest founders of the profession have a signature ability that is a kind of talent?!

There are many people in this world who are born with great talents!

Ling Qi didn't know, but he could also feel the rarity of his inheritance, don't care if the inheritance itself is a trick or not, it is a kind of talent resonance, an instinctive call!

It was not that the darkness chose him, or that he chose the darkness, but a kind of dark fit, mutual choice, which can be described as fate!

On the thirtieth day, in the afternoon, Ling Qi made a casual move in the house, only to see a large bone beast two meters tall appear out of thin air!

It was a skeletal creature similar to a velociraptor but its forelimbs were longer, and its forked toes and claws were about a foot long, like a bone knife, which made people feel chilling to look at!

The thick leg bones, sharp teeth, and the pink veins like blood vessels on the surface of the bones all make this skull beast feel hideous and strong!

This is one of Ling Qi's newly acquired talent side skills - summon the Slayer (Level 2)!

Ling Qi focused his attention on this skull beast, and a list of attributes similar to summoning skeletons immediately appeared, but it was slightly different from the attributes of the several "slaughterers" he had summoned earlier.

From the moment he summoned the second skeleton, he had already discovered that the monsters summoned by such summoning skills were just the same kind, and their strength and weakness were very random! The summoned "slaughterers" had different attributes, and they could only corroborate this speculation again, completely turning it into a rule.

Of course, this randomness is still largely acceptable. It cannot be said that summoning a skeleton can hammer a skeleton warrior to death, this must not happen.

Ling Qi waved his hand to disperse the slaughterer, this thing can only exist for five minutes, and the combat effectiveness is not weak, one can probably top two to three ordinary soldiers, and the main battle attributes are between twelve and fifteen points, but the skills are less, barely enough.

Correspondingly, even with the support of the Intermediate Summoning Technique, with his mental power, a battle would be released at most two or three times, otherwise it would cause mental fatigue.

At the end of the day, until eight o'clock in the evening, less than four hours before the early morning return, the countess did not bother him much. Even the female mage, who has been looking for opportunities to contact him recently, is stuffed in the boudoir and stays at home.

How did he know that a certain woman was going crazy, and after several days of investigation, it seemed that a huge force was blocking her movements.

The only thing Ariana can confirm these days is that the emperor talisman should indeed be handed over to Ling Qi by the emperor himself. Because she had already found the inconspicuous Ling Qi mixed in from the magical images that she had obtained by the Council of Elders through divine revelation more than half a month ago and had passed on to the earls everywhere afterwards, and she was sure that he was the only person who knew about the emperor's assassination and survived!

In fact, not only the countess was crazy, even the people of the Presbyterian Council were crazy, the powerful imperial prime minister, after learning that a suspected "commoner prince" had slipped away from under his nose, he had broken the legs and feet of three domestic slaves with his own hands, as for the officers who were responsible for the guarding of the various gates of the imperial capital in those days, they were collectively degraded and sent to sweep the streets, including an old acquaintance of Ling Qi.

As for the inn where Ling Qi stayed and the places he went, I don't know how many times he was checked, Aunt Luo Shan's entire face had turned iron blue.

A certain little maid was a blessing in disguise, because of her good relationship with Ling Qi, she was suspected of having a more intimate private relationship, and she was directly sent by the prime minister to secretly monitor her, and she inexplicably received a considerable inheritance.

Of course, if one day the old prime minister determines that Ling Qi is not a prince of the people, but a genuine clay leg, I don't know what he will think.

Ling Qi could detect the strange atmosphere in the Earl's Mansion these days, and he found that things were not the same as he imagined, this time it seemed to be a bit of a big game, and a few slaves even boldly stuffed him with notes in secret, writing some vague things, Ling Qi didn't need to think about it, he knew that it was some forces that put their hands in.

He burned all the notes to ashes and ignored them, only caring about Gaphael's reaction.

In the Abbey of Vernon, Gaphael once again flipped through a file that had been sent to him, and looked at it carefully, page by page, without missing even a word.

On his desk, there was another letter in blood for help, dated nine days ago, but he didn't receive it until today!

Gafir's expression, which had always been calm, became more and more gloomy as he saw more and more similar content.

Soon, he flipped to the last page of the file and finally closed his eyes in despair.

"I wasted another half day. ”

"Just to make sure hope doesn't slip through the hand. ”

"It's a pity—"

Gaffel held the file book in one hand, and with the force of his five fingers, wrinkles appeared on the snow-white paper. The other hand pressed the blood-stained letterhead, as if it were going to crush the whole letter!

"If you're really his son, I don't mind apologizing to you. ”

"Ah~~"

Rumble!!!

The violent invisible air flow exploded out of thin air, like a bomb that exploded after the roar of a sharp blade, and the flying pieces of paper were directly stirred into pieces, and everything within five steps of Gaphael's body was powdered, and he still maintained his posture!

"You shouldn't have deceived me at this time, I'm not a person who likes to be reasonable, but I'll let you know my reasoning soon!"

Looking at the darkness outside the window, Gaphael said calmly, and the next moment, the whole person disappeared in place!