Your Highness, is 30 Greyhorn Clan a bit too much" The deacon hesitated for a moment, still ready to persuade him cryptically.

Although there are spirits on the side to watch over during actual combat to prevent accidents, but if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of what if, if Lin Ze has any three strengths and two weaknesses, then he will be in big trouble.

"Let's arrange it like this, I'm measured. "Lin Ze cut the railway.

If there is a real achievement in killing the Horned Clan, it is likely to be based on quantity, just like the two achievement series of Community Destroyer and Insect Hunter, so the more Horned Clan as an opponent, the better.

Seeing Lin Ze's determined expression, the deacon had no choice but to sigh secretly, turn around and send someone to make arrangements.

The entire arena is designed to resemble a ring, divided into four areas, separated from each other by enchantments, which can both neutralize the aftermath of the battle, act as a protective effect, and prevent the horned from taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.

Lin Ze chose a ring nearby, and not long after standing on it, there was a rumbling sound in front of him, and when he looked up, the iron gate opposite the ring slowly rose, and huge figures walked out of it.

The figures were all more than two meters tall, like little giants, with muscles like rocks, arms as thick as ordinary thighs, light gray skin, hideous faces, and a gray horn about 20 centimeters long on the top of their heads.

It's the Greyhorn Clan!

Without saying a word, these horned warriors walked out from behind the iron gate and came to the ring to stand still, quiet and somewhat unusual, but a closer look at their eyes reveals the deep hatred and anger contained inside.

30 pairs of eyes full of cold murderous intent fell on Lin Ze in unison, making the air around him seem to become stagnant for a while.

Outside the enchantment of the ring, the deacon glanced at the horned warriors who were overflowing with murderous intent, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to several spiritual magicians beside him and instructed: "Watch tightly, once Your Highness's life is in danger, take action immediately!"

"Yes!" the sorcerers nodded solemnly, looking into the center of the ring as if they were on the verge of a great enemy.

As the iron gate behind him slowly closed, the horned warriors on the field began to move, glaring at Lin Ze coldly, their expressions becoming more and more hideous.

In stark contrast to this, Lin Ze's calm and indifferent expression.

His gaze slowly swept over the Horn Clan warriors, looking at this group of monsters in the royal court world, and secretly evaluated it in his heart.

"The physique is indeed very strong, and with this physique alone, it is enough to serve as a cadre of a third-rate society in the world of the strong. ”

The stalemate between the two sides did not last long, and soon, the Horn warriors lost their patience, leaned forward and let out a loud roar, and then took heavy steps and rushed towards Lin Ze like a charging chariot.

The formation seemed to be extremely chaotic, but Lin Ze keenly noticed that the various horn clan warriors kept a certain distance between each other and did not huddle together, and some of them rushed to the sides and ran behind him in a circle, intending to block his retreat.

"Sure enough, as the information says, the Horn Clan seems to be reckless and rude, but they are cunning and have a certain degree of discipline. ”

As his thoughts flickered, a halo appeared on Lin Ze's body, which had already condensed into a pair of thick and majestic silver armor, reflecting a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

When the deacon outside the ring saw this scene, he immediately shouted: "Armor Spiritual Technique!"

No way!

Hasn't it been less than a month since His Highness Lin Ze started practicing spiritual arts?

The deacon was a little skeptical if he was wrong, but the armor on Lin Ze's body was almost substantial, and the thick and solid texture came out of his body, there was no doubt that it was the armor spiritual art, and from the perspective of spiritual power, the defense was estimated to be stronger than the armor condensed by ordinary students.

"Such a talent is terrifying!" he was amazed and envious.

I think that when he first practiced the armor spirit art, it took him nearly four months to successfully master it.

Just when the deacon was shocked, the battle in the ring had already broken out fiercely, and a horned warrior who had rushed to the front was the first to come to Lin Ze, and his big fist was wrapped in a vigorous whistling sound, and it hit the latter's armor fiercely.

A muffled sound exploded, and the attacking Horn Clan warriors had a hideous look on their faces, staring blankly at the uninjured armor in front of them, and they didn't feel a little stunned for a while.

In the next second, the cold sword light flashed, and lightning swept past his neck, and a huge head suddenly rose into the sky.

Looking at it, Lin Ze didn't know when there was a long knife with snow and white silver in his hand.

The blade flickered with a daunting edge, and if you looked closely, you could even see that the vision on the surface of the blade seemed to be slightly distorted.

Before the flying head fell, the long knife in Lin Ze's hand had turned into an aurora, like a dragon flying and flashing in the crowd, and blood flowers burst out everywhere it passed, and the horned warriors screamed again and again, falling one after another like cutting straw.

The tough skin that the horned warriors are proud of is not much different from tissue paper in the face of the invincible sword.

On the other hand, their fists fell on Lin Ze's armor, and they couldn't even stir up the slightest ripple, and they looked still powerless.

The deacon and a few psychics not far away were already stunned, staring at the scene in front of them in a daze.

After a moment, several second-order spiritual magicians turned their heads sharply to look at the deacon, their eyes looking directly at him, and the meaning was self-evident.

Are you sure you need us to protect Your Highness?

The deacon's lips squirmed a few times, but he couldn't speak.

He didn't expect Lin Ze to be so powerful, even if he mastered the armor spiritual technique, he didn't know what kind of weapon the long knife exuding spiritual power in his hand was, and killing the horn clan was like chopping vegetables and watermelons, which was really terrifying.

"Could it be some kind of unpopular attack spirit technique?" he couldn't help but think suspiciously.

On the other side, almost in a single face, there were seven or eight Jiao clan warriors killed under Lin Ze's knife, and the latter silently counted the number of enemies killed while fighting.

The moment the count reached ten, a message suddenly popped up in the upper right corner of the field of vision:

Congratulations to the player Raven for achieving the achievement Horned Slayer, earning 5 points

"Sure enough, there are achievements!"

His gaze swept over the translucent words, and Lin Ze's eyes flashed with joy.

As he expected, killing the Horn Clan is indeed an achievement, and it is also an achievement series, so that there is finally a way to earn points in the royal court world.

He was happy in his heart, but Lin Ze's movements did not slow down, and the sword light swept quickly, constantly harvesting the lives of the remaining horn clans.

In less than half a minute, there was no one standing in the ring except him, and all 30 Horn Clan warriors turned into corpses and lay on the ground.

There was a dead silence on the field, except for the sound of blood dripping from the soul knife to the ground.

Looking around, Lin Ze turned his head to look at the deacon not far away, and broke the silence with a voice: "Go on, how many gray horn horns are there?"

The deacon was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "There are 83 more." ”

"Let's go together. ”

"Yes!" The deacon was confused, he really couldn't understand why Lin Ze still wanted to appoint the Gray Horn Horn Clan as his opponent, with the strength he had just shown, wouldn't it be more suitable to use the Horn Clan with silver veins and black horns as his opponent?

Doubts are doubts, the deacon did not dare to disobey Lin Ze's request, and asked his subordinates to directly release the remaining gray horn horn clan in the arena at one time.

Not surprisingly, in the case of not being able to break the armor defense, the Horn Clan warriors were no match for Lin Ze at all, and they were soon wiped out, and Lin Ze also successfully received the Horn Clan Slayer's achievement achievement reminder and rewarded him with 10 points.

"The condition of the Horn Slayer is to kill 100 Horns, so the third achievement should be to kill 1,000 Horns. ”

In addition to being overjoyed, Lin Ze looked at the deacon, who was startled, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the Gray Horn Horn Clan is really gone, all of them have been killed by you, if you still want to, you can only wait for the Horn Exterminator Army to come back in a few days, and then buy prisoners from them to replenish it!"

"The Horned Clan with Black Stripes and Gray Horns"

The deacon smiled bitterly and said: "There are more than a dozen black stripes and gray horns, but Your Highness, if you kill them all, then in the next few days, the other students will not have to apply for actual combat."

Hearing that there were only more than ten horn clans with black stripes and gray horns, Lin Ze suddenly lost interest, and thought for a while: "In this case, you can add some more gray horn horns in the future, and I will come to practice in actual combat when I have time." ”

He couldn't figure out what the purpose of slaughtering the Greyhorn Horn Clan was, but he nodded respectfully when he heard this: "Yes, Your Highness!"

Leaving the arena and walking on the way to the cultivation hall, Lin Ze couldn't help but secretly ponder.

"Now that you've determined what you can accomplish by killing the Horns, the next step is to find a way to join the army. ”

It stands to reason that as a member of his royal family, it shouldn't be difficult to join any army, and it is not even impossible to get a higher officer position, but Lin Ze intuitively feels that things may not be so simple.

After observing these days, he vaguely realized that his current situation might be a little embarrassing, and the specific reason was already known, but he still needed to find someone to ask and confirm.

The best candidate is naturally his cheap aunt Shu Song.

"But there's no rush in this matter, the most important thing now is to improve your strength first!"

The Red Lotus Armor has been successfully developed, and the next step is to further consolidate it, and then wait for three days to finish the Ten Thousand Blades Spirit Technique, and then start to improve the Rising Sun.

As long as the Red Lotus Armor and the Rising Sun are truly completed, he can be regarded as having the power to protect himself in the royal court world.

Don't look at Lin Ze's current strength is enough to compare to a fourth-order spiritual magician, none of the students can find his opponent, but in addition, there are many people in the royal court world who are stronger than him.

The hundreds of teachers in the Spiritual Art True Academy alone are an extremely large force, and the lowest of them is also a fourth-order starter, and there is even no shortage of fifth-order, or even sixth-order great spiritualists.

Not to mention the nobles, the army, and the many strong spirits in the palace.

Lin Ze was still in a state of half-understanding of the royal court world, but just the tip of the iceberg that was revealed was enough to shock him.

The overall strength of the royal court world is undoubtedly much stronger than the previous two games.