"Doom..... What's going on?"

When Adler arrived at the arena after his meeting with Count Doncec, he was greeted by a scene of great magic. On the high ring, the Sword of Benevolence was sitting upright, foaming at the mouth and saying something loudly in a roaring voice, while sitting below was a row of priests of the Temple of the God of War, as well as several ** men with exposed muscles, all of whom were looking at the Sword of Benevolence above, as if the most well-behaved students were in class.

“...... Where does the real strength come from? Does it come from the muscles and muscles that you wield with iron and stones? From the qi and blood that you have accumulated by eating and drinking? Or by the killing skills that you have soaked with your own sweat and the blood of your enemies? No! Not at all! Feel carefully the true source of those things! It comes from your own hearts! From your own spirit and soul! And what is the most powerful of the spirit and soul? It is justice! It is love!"

When he heard the sword of benevolence roaring and preaching, Adler's eyes widened even more, and he couldn't help but use a protective arcane technique to destroy illusions, almost suspecting that he had been thrown into a ridiculous illusion.

Of course, the arcane has no effect, and the protective sequence in the Burning Fortress is much tighter than that used by ordinary mages, and it is impossible for outsiders who have not obtained the permission of the legion to use any legal arcane here. So Master Adler was even more surprised, he looked left and right, and saw Feng Yinqiu standing with Liu Xuanying not far away and saying something, and hurriedly walked over.

"What is this? What bard wrote after drinking ten pounds of dwarven liquor about battle?How much did the Sword of Charity cost...... No, what price was promised to let this group of warriors from the Temple of the God of War listen to him...... Damn, the Southern Legion's protective sequence prohibits rubbing-type illusions, I can't copy this magical scene and take it back to little Robert to see......" Before he walked to Feng Yinqiu's side, Adler couldn't help but ask questions again and again, and even his usual elegant demeanor couldn't be maintained.

"No, it's just that the Sword of Benevolence is preaching to them the true meaning of battle, and as for the price, of course, it is to defeat them completely. ”

Feng Yinqiu turned around and shrugged at Adler, then turned back and continued to say to Liu Xuanying: "Brother Invincible told them that they will never be able to get a glimpse of the upper realm by relying only on pure muscles and hard skills, or tricks and routines, and they must understand the benevolence and humanity in their hearts......

That's right, and that's a great thing. Liu Xuanying's reaction was completely different from Adler's, Archmage Incre, smiling and nodding repeatedly, with a very appreciative expression. "If you only stay at the outer door to polish your muscles and bones, and kill the enemy, then no matter how strong you practice, you are just a fierce beast, how can you get a glimpse of the upper realm? Only by knowing the way of heaven and earth and one's own heart is the right way of martial arts. It's hard to be Mr. Invincible, to preach the essence of my Shenzhou martial arts to this group of European barbarians, which is also their luck. However, this can be regarded as a good scene to promote the demeanor of the Shenzhou Taoist system and make Siyi Binfu. After the poor road turns back, he should also make it clear to Lord Li, and this preaching envoy should simply let the invincible brother serve as the ......"

"I think it's better to forget this......" Feng Yinqiu was also a little speechless. What the Sword of Benevolence said in the mouth of Adler, the archmage, sounded like a drunken madness, but in Liu Xuanying's ears, it was a righteous act to promote the righteous path of Shenzhou, which was sincerely approved by the elder of the True Martial Sect. But if he really wants to serve as the propaganda envoy of the Great Cadre Envoy Group and preach the Taoist system to the nobles of the European State, that scene is just a matter of thinking about it.

Of course, this is somewhat of the credit of his simplification after translation, but the most important thing is that in terms of Shenzhou martial arts, what the Sword of Benevolence said really can't be wrong, if you want to enter the innate realm from the day after tomorrow, it is useless to simply rely on refining the body's martial arts, you must feel the truth and will in the heaven and earth or the torrent of humanity, in order to elevate yourself from the mundane level. Buddhism talks about compassion, Confucianism talks about benevolence and righteousness, and Taoism talks about the great virtue of heaven and life, all of which regard the little bit of goodness in people's hearts as the foundation, but this truth is said by the sword of benevolence in the European language, but it is a little strange that cannot be said no matter how you listen to it.

But no matter how weird it is, if it falls into the ears of those people in those temples of the God of War, it is still a weirdness that contains profound truths, at most, it should be just because of his lack of comprehension, and he can't comprehend the true meaning for a while. The strength shown by this sword of benevolence, the divine grace descended by Andrews, the god of war, it can't be more real, the strong are respected, and the strong must be right This idea has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow of these people, not to mention the affirmation of the gods behind it. Therefore, both the champion fighters and the priests had solemn expressions, their brows furrowed, and they were racking their brains to figure out the deeper meaning of the words spoken by the Sword of Love.

"Okay...... Whatever madness these people had, or what truth they really heard from the words of His Excellency the Sword of Charity, it is not a bad thing for us. ”

Adler shrugged, finally accepting the strange situation in front of him. He looked at the Sword of Benevolence, who continued to roar and preach love and justice, and the row of priests who were listening carefully, and his eyes suddenly began to light up slowly, and he approached Feng Yinqiu and said to him in a low voice: "If Your Excellency the Sword of Benevolence becomes the High Priest and completely controls the Temple of the God of War, it will be of great help to our plans. ”

"What?, High Priest?" the wind was stunned. "How is this possible?"

"What's impossible. Adler was unimpressed. "Of course, the promotion of ordinary clergy requires seniority or something, but as a warrior who has been directly favored by the gods, these rules and regulations are meaningless. There will certainly be opposition and dissenters, but we can help him secretly by entrusting the Count of Doncic to ......"

"No, I mean, is he willing to do it?" and ...... like that," Feng Yinqiu still felt a little inappropriate. The Sword of Benevolence had served as a High Priestess before, but that wasn't a good experience, and Feng Yinqiu was always a little worried about the other weird cascading effects of such a position.

"He controls the Temple of the God of War, but even if he controls half of the Southern Legion, what is he not willing? This is a great thing for all of us and for you Western races. Arad pursed his lips, and then began to perk up a little again. "It's a real surprise to say, and now it's up to him to convince these God of War temple guys completely. ”

"Your Excellency the Sword of Benevolence, I think I understand what you mean! I understand the true meaning of the battle!" At this time, one of those who listened could not help but stand up, he was unusually tall and burly, like a fortress of tangled muscles, and his voice was as rough as a lion's roar, he was one of the champion fighters who had fought against the Sword of Benevolence before. At this moment, the face that seemed to be related to the poodle and the bear was full of excitement. "I love meat! I love meat very, very much! If I don't eat it for a day, I will feel so uncomfortable that I will go crazy! I also love to fight! I love the feeling of crushing my enemies! I love women! I will fight for women and get paid and bounty! This is the source of my strength! This is the power of love!"

“...... Your understanding of love is about the same as a dog's understanding of meat and bones...", I am also a little speechless for this simple-minded sword of benevolence. Then he continued to raise his voice and roared: "That's why you're so weak! You can't even stop me with a punch! How can such a superficial love give you real power? At least it should be a level of love that protects your relatives, protects your lover, and protects your country, right? Although this is not deep enough, it is difficult to say that it is true love and justice, but it is much more profound than loving women and eating and loving women, right?"

"Aren't those realms of the Guardian Hand?" the Champion Fighter's facial features wrinkled, like a bear thinking about why he was eating grass.

"The power of the hand of guardianship also comes from love! guardianship is just a manifestation of love. Why don't they guard a pile of, a bunch of goblins, and the rats and cockroaches in your kitchen?" "The Guardian Hand has only appeared for a few decades, and it has become the most widely spread church in the mainland, and the warriors who have gained strength from the priesthood of 'Guardian' to become holy warriors can be seen everywhere? This is because all people have love! This is the power of love! Of course, this kind of love is still not deep enough, pure enough, and has not reached the level of true great love, so there is no real strong person in the Guardian Hand. ”

"Then the respected sword of benevolence, what is true love?" the champion fighter who asked had an awkward expression, like a bear that had to eat grass.

The sword of benevolence continued to roar: "That is to love all life, to love the world itself! Love is everything! As long as you can fully comprehend this, you can have truly powerful power and become a truly powerful warrior!"

"I beg your pardon, Your Excellency the Sword of Mercy, why has such a unique and powerful path never appeared in the world?" Finally, the High Priest of the Temple of the God of War stood up and raised the only question. "Of course, your power is incomparably great, and Andrews' grace shines like the sun on our hearts, but we have never seen any other strong man with any power of love. This doesn't even seem to be on the imperial records. ”

"Hahahaha!" the Sword of Benevolence laughed as he looked up to the sky, apparently dismissive of such superficial questions. "You haven't seen it, it's because you're short-sighted! Arcane civilization is just a narrow and ridiculous culture, the Imperial Arcanists only have succubi and psychedelic potions in their eyes, and only the arrogance of self-righteousness to defy the gods to control the world, where can you see true love?"

This made the fighters and priests a little commotion, even though they were all clerics, they still had some reverence and worship for the great Arcane Empire, and it was difficult for people who haunted the imperial military fortresses like the Scorching Fortress all year round not to have such emotions. Archmage Adler in the distance only shrugged his shoulders, apparently accustomed to his unbridled remarks.

The Sword of Benevolence waved its hand: "But if you are short-sighted and you can't see it, and the arrogant and narrow-minded arcanists can't see it, it doesn't mean that there really isn't one." On the other side of the ocean, on the continent of the gods, there are many strong people who believe in love and justice! I am just one of them. ”

"But fifty years ago, many Westerners fled from the Western Continent, if there were really so many strong people over there...", the High Priest continued to ask. He didn't mean to tear down the Sword of Charity, but as a high priest, and an instinctive sense of crisis made him have to make sure that his faith and that of his followers wouldn't slip in another strange direction.

"It was the inevitable process of the decay of a civilization, and it was only the weak wretches who escaped. The Sword of Benevolence suddenly stretched out its hand and pointed at Liu Xuanying. "If you still don't believe me, you can go and ask that Mr. Liu, he is one of the most powerful elders of the Righteous Dao on the Western Continent, even if he has not reached the highest level of justice and love, but he is eighty or ninety times stronger than you. ”

The eyes of all the priests and fighters of the God of War Temple were all cast at once, and Liu Xuanying was stunned: "This is ......"

The Sword of Benevolence immediately explained: "Daoist Liu, these European barbarians actually don't believe in my Divine Dao. Brother, I've done my best before, now do you want to come out and let them see and see?"

"What is this......" Liu Xuanying smiled slightly bitterly. He could also clearly feel that the eyes of these European warriors were full of strong hostility and contempt and suspicion, and his appearance really did not seem to have any shadow that could be beaten, but it was not his temperament to go up and beat these people to pieces for this reason.

"Wouldn't it be a good thing to carry forward my Divine Martial Dao, let these European barbarians know that there is a heaven outside the sky, maybe they can also accept two heirs like your big-faced apprentice, and let the True Martial Sect open a separate sect in this foreign land?" "And you haven't done it for a long time, and you're not afraid of being unfamiliar with kung fu?

The previous words didn't fall into Liu Xuanying's ears, but the last sentence made his eyes light up slightly.

Feng Yinqiu also smiled: "Actually, what Brother Invincible said is also reasonable, Daochang Liu wants to go up and do activities?"

Liu Xuanying nodded and smiled after groaning slightly: "Poor Dao just saw the punch of Mr. Invincible before, in fact, he was quite admired, and that is just a good time to take advantage of this to learn something." ”

As he spoke, Liu Xuanying walked towards the ring, seemingly unhurried and unhurried, but in fact, he only crossed a distance of dozens of meters in just a few steps, and then stepped onto the ring more than ten meters high.

Just this step made the eyes of the champion fighters of the God of War Temple widen. Their realm is not high, but the Taoist inheritance is not very smart, but they can stand out from countless warriors, and there is absolutely no shortage of talent, and they have been immersed in fighting and fighting for decades, and they instinctively feel that there is an incredible sense of rhythm between the rhythm of the actions of this Westerner, not only the speed of speed, but even the position makes them completely unpredictable. This alone shows that, at least in terms of combat skills, this Westerner is at least several levels above them.

Before the other priests and fighters could figure out what they should do, the champion fighter who had asked the question before, and who looked the most majestic and rugged like a bear, had already jumped up, picked up his huge tower shield and rushed into the ring and roared towards Liu Xuanying. Its ferocity is no less than the previous impact on the Sword of Benevolence.

But Liu Xuanying didn't even look at him, in the face of the impact that seemed to be able to shatter even the city gate, he just flicked his hand, and with a muffled sound, the giant bear-like champion fighter rolled all the way down the ring, and rolled back to his original position, and maintained a sitting posture when he stopped.

The giant bear fighter's eyes widened, his face was full of sluggishness, and he just froze in place, motionless, as if he had eaten too much grass and stuffed his stomach into his head.

The surrounding priests and other fighters of the Temple of War were also full of sluggishness, it was like adults playing with a three-year-old child, and it seemed that it was countless times easier than the Sword of Benevolence had defeated him before. This is beyond their comprehension, but it is absolutely impossible to say that this giant bear fighter is acting with this Westerner.

The only ones who weren't surprised outside the arena were Feng Yinqiu and Master Adler, who didn't understand the mystery of this, and in his habitual thinking, Arcane could play tricks a hundred times more complicated than this. And Feng Yinqiu was not surprised, Euro Martial Arts was already vulgar, and this strong man was the most superficial of these fighters, Liu Xuanying was much higher than the sword of benevolence by fighting cattle across the mountain.

After being stunned for dozens of seconds, the giant bear fighter seemed to have finally digested the grass in his head, jumped up again, and roared and jumped into the ring and rushed towards Liu Xuanying. This was exactly the same action as last time, and of course it suffered exactly the same result, Liu Xuanying waved the same lightly, and the giant bear fighter rolled down all the way and returned to his original position.

This time he never got up again, just sat on the ground dumbfounded, staring and mouth open, like a bear stuck in the grass.

"Let me come!" The young fighter with the twin knives in his hand jumped up and rushed into the ring and rushed towards Liu Xuanying. It's just that he didn't charge directly like a giant bear fighter, but swung his double knives and walked around Liu Xuanying, his steps were extremely fast and agile, and there was no warning between the turns, flickering left and right, like a beating shadow. And Liu Xuanying seemed to be completely invisible to this person, smiling and standing with his hands in his hands.

Suddenly, the fighter who swam behind Liu Xuanying swung his double knives and rushed towards him, his speed was as fast as lightning and thunder.

And at the same time as this fighter moved, Liu Xuanying also turned around. In the face of this attack that was completely different from the previous Giant Bear Fighter's charge, his counterattack was still without the slightest smoke and fire, and this pair of knife fighters also rolled down the ring like the Giant Bear, rolling all the way to his original position. However, unlike the Giant Bear Fighter, this Twin Knife Fighter suddenly plunged into the ground with the double knife in his hand during the roll, and stopped abruptly, and then he stood up, and a blood-red red appeared on the young man's face, and then two red blood flowed from his nose.

In fact, it wasn't that Liu Xuanying hurt him. If this pair of sword fighters rolled all the way back to the same place with the momentum, they would naturally be able to unload all the strength, but this young man was strong after all, and he forcibly stopped halfway, but he injured his internal organs.

"Everyone, do you still want to go up?" Liu Xuanying faced a group of fighters in the ring, his bearing was leisurely, gentle as jade, as relaxed as if he was just a scholar who had read poetry and books watching a pastoral landscape.

Without the need for an interpreter, all the remaining champion fighters stepped forward and jumped into the ring, everyone's eyes burning with fighting spirit. Naturally, they could all see that this was not something like arcane art, but an extremely ingenious technique, and even this had already reached the level of technique, but another higher realm that they could not describe.

Coincidentally, these champion fighters all rushed towards Liu Xuanying at the same time, they did not feel humiliated or hesitant at all because of the siege, they knew from their instincts that this was a strong man far above them in front of them. They flocked to the top not for victory, but to see as much strength as possible.

Liu Xuanying took the arm of the first fighter, just turned his entire momentum around and controlled it in his hand, and then smashed him as a weapon to the ground for the two fighters, and when the second fighter avoided it, he took the opportunity to hit him in the ribs with a palm, and beat him to the third fighter, and at the same time kicked the weapon of the fourth fighter and hit the head of the sixth fighter......

Liu Xuanying's movements didn't look fast, just like a set of boxing techniques shown to apprentices, every movement was a clear score, but no matter how fast and fast the fighters attacked, they all happened to fall under his control, it was like a performance that was only familiar after thousands of rehearsals.

Fluttering and fluttering, in less than two seconds, all the champion fighters who rushed forward rolled and fell out of the ring.

Papapa, even Adler, a complete layman, couldn't help but applaud this scene, the rhythm and charm in Liu Xuanying's movements have gone beyond the scope of fighting and technical strikes, it is a rhythm that coincides with and echoes the beating of the world.

Feng Yinqiu couldn't help but applaud, his martial arts cultivation was not high, but his vision was really not low, he could see that Liu Xuanying's cultivation seemed to have entered the realm again, even in the True Martial Arts Sect, there were probably only a handful of people who could have his cultivation and martial arts talent.

The loudest applause was of course the Sword of Benevolence, and the sound of his big hands was almost as good as two gongs striking each other. At the same time, his eyes couldn't help but light up, it was an irrepressible excitement, and he asked loudly: "Daochang Liu, this teaching boxing is really wonderful! I don't know if your muscles and bones can be moved?"

"Naturally. Then ask Mr. Invincible for advice. Liu Xuanying turned around and made a start.

"Good!" the Sword of Benevolence shouted, and at the same time, the sound of his muscles and blood suddenly exploding and running, like a giant beast that had finally woken up from its slumber and began to move.

Elsewhere in the Scorching Fortress, two miles away from the noise and fierceness of the Temple of the God of War, in a heavily guarded arcane prison.

"Dacre Rova, you have to think clearly, the only result of your stubborn resistance is to be forcibly extracted from your memories by the Legion. And memory extraction will definitely cause irreversible damage to your brain and spirit, as an arcane master in the age of empires, your arcane knowledge is not only the wealth of the legion, but also the wealth of the arcane civilization, are you just for the sake of Amos's ethereal promise, let these riches completely come to naught? You are blaspheming the legion, it is a blasphemy of the arcane civilization~!"

The Inquisitor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sat in a wide chair and roared at Master Rova below. His countenance was dignified and imposing, and his words were shocking to the heart, but Master Rova was unmoved, his whole body was like a clay sculpture of wood, and his crystal-transformed prosthetic eyes were as lifeless as two pebbles.

"You used to be the chief mage of the legion, why did you suddenly fall to this point, don't you know?" the inquisitor's voice relaxed slightly, and the face that looked righteous and majestic also came closer. "It's Count Amos who has harmed you. He asked you to ignore the terms of the Legion and embezzle a huge amount of funds from the Legion to study the long-sealed Golem technology, this is all his selfish desire, are you willing to become a funeral object for his selfish desires? Now that he himself has been impeached and lost his position as the Legion Commander and confined to the Legion, why do you still want to help him conceal it? Honestly handing over all the sequence keys of the Golem is the only way out for you now!"

Master Rova still sat still, unresponsive, as if he were dead.

“...... Think it through for yourself. The Legion Council has decided, and the deadline for you is only three days. After three days, if you don't tell the truth, you will perform memory extraction. Don't delusionally think that Count Amos will come to save you, he has already taken care of himself now, before he sent someone to assassinate the commissioner, and the old accounts of misappropriation of legion materials have all been turned over, if it weren't for the interests of the Green River family that need to be slowly discussed and divided, he would have been declared permanently imprisoned. ”

No matter how energetic and skilled the interrogator is, he will feel helpless in the face of a completely unresponsive interrogation subject, and in the face of the archmage who has transformed his own body, there is no way to talk about corporal punishment or anything, and the interrogator can only throw a few cruel words, jump off the chair and turn away.

The door slammed shut, and the arcane patterns on it were immediately tightly linked together, completely isolating the ten-meter-square space from the rest of the world. Master Rova still didn't react, he just sat in the corner in a daze, looking up into the void with a blank expression, like a dead stick insect.

He wasn't really stupid, in the spiritual world of the chief archmage of the legion, his spiritual power had actually been constantly groping and testing the surrounding arcane magic circles, like a prisoner constantly banging and hitting the cage and then looking closely, and then slowly calculating the structure of the cage, simulating to find out the weaknesses in it.

Compared to the arcane, politics seems to be too simple and too complicated, even though Master Rova is hundreds of years old, he still knows nothing in this field, of course, he has no interest in understanding it at all, he only identifies the Count of Amos who elevated him to the position of chief mage, the research projects he has given that others may never dare to give, and the great ambitions that are expected in the future. As for anything else, he didn't care.

These days, more than a dozen people have come here to let him hand over all the serial keys of the institute, some are good at persuasion, some are coercive and intimidating, some are seducing, and some are coming to give him all kinds of big reasons for him to choose. But in his eyes, they all looked the same, just a bunch of doglegs and clowns who served the politicians above, no matter what the words were, the purpose was to steal the Golem research results that were about to be completed from him. It was all wishful thinking, and the greatest Golem project of the post-imperial era was the brainchild of his Roy, and only Count Asmo, who supported him, was qualified to use it. And as long as the Count Amos Golem is activated, these politicians who are just attached to the legion system will be turned into ashes, and the entire legion will return to the control of Count Amos, and the remaining great arcane research will be slowly realized step by step.

The only question now is, how can he get out of this arcane prison and find Count Amos and let him activate the golem?

Master Rova's arcane level is indeed second to none in the legion, but this does not mean that other legion mages are waste, several colleagues and subordinates who have long looked at him unpleasantly have finally seized a good opportunity this time, and the arcane cage specially built for him based on the arcane sequence of the legion is definitely the most perfect arcane project in the legion system in the past ten years.

The 1345th temptation, the sequencing logic judgment loop and the elemental induction loop of Sequence 5 avoided the three mental distortion traps and found a suspected loophole in the design......

An hour later, Master Rova's crystal prosthetic eyes flickered, then dimmed again. Thousands of temptations, almost all of them have the same result. Those colleagues and subordinates seem to have focused all their grievances against him over the years in the design of this arcane cage, not the kind of completely airtight suppression, which directly makes him completely unable to perform arcane arts, but is full of all kinds of traps, some of which seem to be indeed a loophole, but in fact, if he goes to carry out mental prying, and wants to use arcane magic to break through the prison, he will immediately activate the legion's defense sequence, and suffer multiple high-ring arcane attacks.

I have to say that although these guys are all stupid fools, the incarceration sequence designed together is still beyond his ability to crack. Master Roy finally came to a result that he didn't want to admit. His spiritual power had obviously passed through countless layers of outer defenses and touched the foundation of the legion's sequence, but he couldn't find any loopholes. As long as the Legion's arcane sequence does not concuss, this arcane prison is unshakable.

And the last time the legion's arcane sequence was shocked, more than fifty years ago, when those crazy alien high priests summoned god clones to shoot down the empire's floating city, the distortion of high-dimensional laws spread to the entire continent.

...... Do you really have to obey the orders of those political maggots? For a moment, Master Roy also considered this question, but he instantly denied it. It has nothing to do with loyalty to Count Amos, it's just about dignity, how can a great arcanist obey the orders of maggots?

Then it's time to wait for them to perform memory extraction. Let's hope those guys' arcane suppression system isn't perfect, and it will conflict with the setting of this prison....... Master Rova can only hope for this last chance.

But suddenly, a deep throbbing of the law came, and the entire prison's arcane suppression and the legion's arcane sequence began to shake like leaves feeling the wind.

The degree of this shaking is not large, and the throbbing of this formation is far inferior to the high-dimensional distortion caused by the arrival of the clones of the three gods, but it is indeed shaking.

Master Rova's prosthetic eyes lit up suddenly, and the man stood up suddenly, like a stick insect with two glowing gems on its top.