The Crystal City was still as prosperous as ever, and the scantily dressed girls greeted each other with smiling faces at the door, shuttling through the hall, and when they saw the Sword of Benevolence swaggering in, some of the girls immediately smiled and hugged him to say hello. The Sword of Benevolence was still heroically thrown in his arms, and hundreds of gold coins flew out, as if they had eyes, all of them got into the cracks of these girls' clothes, making them laugh, and the Sword of Benevolence also laughed, gently got rid of their entanglement, and walked up the lifting platform to go upstairs.

Opening the room with a special room card, and then entering the secret room, the Sword of Benevolence sat on the soft chair, although his waist was still straight, his mood relaxed a lot, and he opened a bottle of wine on the table and began to pour himself a drink. Speaking of which, he is very satisfied with the current partner, as a powerful local snake that has been in business for many years, there is no shortage of various channels and news, and more importantly, what can be more pleasant than occasionally relaxing in all kinds of fierce battles and calculations? The beautiful girl in cool clothes is always so eye-catching, and the seemingly cold night shadow is actually very easy to get along with - of course, this is under the premise that she is actually helpless against herself.

The sound of the secret door being opened outside surprised the Sword of Benevolence. He thought that the woman would still emerge from the shadows as silently as before, and guessing when she would show up, and using words to try to squeeze was part of the fun.

But the footsteps coming from outside the door were obviously not Nightshade, but four men, three of whom were ordinary people or arcanists with vain steps, and the other was heavy and extremely steady, probably a relatively rare warrior. The Sword of Benevolence put down the wine bottle, looked coldly at the door, and sure enough, he saw four men of different shapes walking in. At the head was a richly dressed middle-aged fat man, flanked by two handsome-looking young men who seemed to be personal servants, and then the heavy-footed warrior, a tall, burly old man with thick hair and bulging muscles.

Being able to come and go freely in this hidden place is, of course, 'my own people' who belong here. The richly dressed fat man Shi Shiran slowly walked to the sofa opposite the Sword of Benevolence and sat down, his entire fat body almost completely fell into the sofa, stretched out his hand and beckoned, and the two teenagers who followed him also quickly sat down and snuggled next to him. The tall and burly old man sat down on the chair on the other side silently, looking at him with a blank face, like a bear sitting on a tree stump in a daze.

"Your Excellency, Sword of Mercy. I've admired my name for a long time, and I'll introduce myself, I'm Baron Aria Jr., the direct commander of the Nightshade Lady you know. The fat man opened his mouth with a smile, and as he spoke, he hugged the teenagers on both sides left and right, looking very relaxed and comfortable. "Although we are only meeting for the first time, we have already worked together a lot, and I am very grateful for your help in the past. ”

The Sword of Benevolence shrugged an eyebrow. Speaking of which, it was the first time he had met with someone from the organization outside of Nightshade, and the appearance of these guys was not too surprising, so a huge organization must not be maintained by a strange woman who is always hiding in the shadows. However, compared to the mysterious girl in the pitch-black bodysuit, this fat man looks too much of an eyesore. The Sword of Benevolence couldn't help but ask, "Where is Nightshade?"

"The cooperation we are currently discussing is beyond the control of Lady Nightshade. That's why I came to Oroyosta. Little Baron Aria patted the buttocks of the young man on his left, and the boy immediately opened the stack of papers in his arms and brought it to him, and he swept it with a glance, and then nodded and smiled. "Your Excellency Sword of Mercy has done a very amazing and helpful way to us, so we have decided to recruit you as a full core member of a larger project. Lady Nightshade must have mentioned this to you before. ”

"I think something was mentioned, but I'm not interested. The Sword of Benevolence replied casually.

"Look, this is where Miss Nightshadow is unprofessional, and she didn't even explain the details. Little Baron Aria clapped his hands on the thighs of the two teenagers, and then he pointed to the bear-like old man. "This is Tony's High Priest of the Temple of the God of War, and he wants you to join the Temple of the God of War. ”

"Ah, I remember. The Sword of Benevolence nodded. He had met this old man when he first came here, and he had been talking with a group of nobles with great interest, but not the wooden bear he was now. "I've told Nightshade before, though, that I'm not interested in this. ”

"But Your Excellency is interested in the Wishing Technique, isn't you?" said little Baron Aria smiling like a big fat pig full of honey. "This is a rare causal order high-ring law arcane that can only be produced in the Imperial Age, even the lowest-level nine-ring sub-wishing technique is not left in the ordinary family clan, and the ten-ring wishing technique is not known even in the arcane academy. But for our organization, these things are not rare things, but just one of the stocks in our strategic treasury. ”

"Of course, the Southern Army. The Sword of Benevolence nodded. "The things left over from the Age of Empires, you should have the most complete and abundant stuff there. ”

"Oh, you know, it seems that Lady Nightshadow is really a bit derelict in her duties......" Little Baron Aria opened his eyes, but he didn't seem to care much, since he showed up in front of him to reveal his identity, he naturally didn't think about hiding his origin. "In that case, Your Excellency the Sword of Benevolence should also understand our strength. Even if the nobles of Euro status wanted to officially join the Legion and become a member, it was not an easy task. ”

This is not Baron Aria Jr.'s boast. As the empire's barrier against the invasion of the steppe orcs, even after the collapse of the empire, it has always been supported by the resources of the major families on the Great Plains as much as possible, so it has not decayed and decayed as quickly as the Northern Legion, this military group that has been handed down from the imperial era to the present day has always maintained the most powerful combat power and deterrence on the continent, and every family that is qualified to meddle in the affairs of the legion is trying every means to stuff its own people inside.

"This is my business, I said that I am not interested in joining the God of War Temple. The Sword of Benevolence rolled its eyes. "It's the same as before, I'll do things for you, and you pay me. Even if that ten-ring arcane scroll is a little more expensive, wouldn't it be okay to accumulate more?"

"This is fundamentally different, Your Excellency Sword of Mercy. It is impossible for an external person to get our strategic materials, no matter what kind of contribution he makes, it is a matter of qualifications. Outsiders are always 'outsiders', do you understand?" Baron Aria Jr. waved his hand in regret. "But now there is a rare opportunity, and that is if you join the Temple of War, then we will be 'our own people'. Don't think we're using you for something, and don't be too busy saying no and listen to our detailed plans. ”

"Looks like you're sure you're going to convince me. The Sword of Benevolence sneered. "I'm interested in that, tell me about it. ”

"Since you all know that we are the Southern Legion, then you should also know very well that the relationship between the God of War Temple and our Southern Legion is very close, and it can be said that the affairs of the God of War Temple are our affairs. When our warriors fight against those damned orcs, the blessing of the god of war can give them more strength and courage, so we also spare no effort in the development of the temple of the god of war. Now that the core fragments of the Floating City are preserved in the Temple of the God of War in the Red Flame Fortress, the development of the Temple of the God of War is ushering in a great opportunity, if there is now an iconic figure in front of everyone to show the powerful power of the God of War, then the Temple of the God of War will definitely be able to truly go to the next level, becoming the most powerful secondary god that can be compared to Amanta, the Night Lady and other nature gods. ”

"Looks like you want me to be this guy. The Sword of Benevolence grinned.

"Yes, that's right!" little Baron Aria slammed a teenager on the thigh with a snapping sound. "I saw the video footage of your lordship fighting Master Inclere in the Grand Muse Theatre, and it was such a remarkable battle that even the two old fellows of Amare were dumbfounded. And you probably don't know that when you fight, the statue of the god of war in the temple of the god of war emits tremors and light, and every priest of the temple of the god of war can feel Andrews's law of battle resonating, which is a vision that has not been seen for many years! This kind of situation can only happen in the fiercest and greatest battles, which means that your fighting spirit has completely reached the point of resonating with the gods! With such a powerful combat power and such a superb fighting spirit, Your Excellency was completely born for the sake of fighting! Isn't entering the Temple of the God of War the best choice to give full play to your talents? You participate in the martial arts competition, crush the champion fighter with an absolute advantage, show the world such a miracle as breaking through the eight-ring arcane with pure power, let everyone know what kind of true warrior can reach, and let the archmage also be shocked by it, and you will become the object of worship like a saint! Countless flowers, wine, and beauties are endless!"

Compared to the passion of little Baron Iria, the Sword of Benevolence still looked lacking in interest, and he shook his head: "I said that I am not interested in monkey play. ”

"No, it's not a monkey show. Of course, in the competition, and in the subsequent tour battles, a certain performance component is indispensable, and the public likes this, attracting their attention, giving them stimulation, giving them idols, and making them excited to make them like, and the Temple of the God of War will naturally attract more believers and more donations to transform into greater power. The result is perfect, isn't it? As for what to say about using it or not, it's also your Excellency. It's not taking advantage of you, it's that the whole plan is centered on you! It's mutually beneficial, and it's good for everyone! The Champion Fighter is just a starting point, and if Your Excellency can cause Andrews's law to vibrate, don't you feel his call? Such a Chosen One, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the High Priest of the Temple of War... No, it's a breeze. This is the High Priest of the Temple of the God of War recognized by the whole world, and he is much stronger than the High Priest of the Vengeance Sect before Your Excellency!"

"Oh?" The Sword of Benevolence couldn't help but be surprised, and then looked at the expressionless Bear High Priest next to him, no wonder this old man looked constipated, it turned out that the person who came here to recruit was someone who could take his position. Although the God of War Temple is available in all regions, and there is more than one high priest, but looking at the plan that this fat man said, most of them are to be the most influential one, either the headquarters of the Southern Legion or this Oroyosta, even if he doesn't take down this bear old man, he will have to be crushed, and it is strange that this old man can have a good face.

"After sitting in the position of the high priest, your identity and status are completely different from today, and at that time, it is naturally not a problem to obtain a scroll of the Ten Rings Wishing Technique. And in addition, things that could not be done before can also be easily done, such as those Westerners and vengeful cultists who once relied on Your Excellency...... Hehe, speaking of which, Your Excellency should understand. Little Baron Aria smiled and rubbed the two teenagers, he was obviously very confident in this statement, and put all the interests on the surface, as long as he was not a fool, he knew what to choose.

"Understood. It seems that you are really very far-sighted. The Sword of Benevolence nodded, then shook his head again. "Unfortunately, I'm still not interested. Call the Nightshade woman, I'd rather talk to her a little bit. ”

“...... Why?" The fat baron, who was surrounded by the couch and the boy, froze for a moment, and his hand wandering over the boy stopped.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" the Sword of Benevolence glared. "Of course I'd like to communicate with a sexy girl in tight black, who wants to see a fat man touching around with a man in his arms? And as I said, I hate monkey plays. ”

“...... You don't like this?" little Baron Aria raised his hands from the boy and looked at the boy on either side in amazement, and the boy also looked at him innocently, like two puppies who didn't know what was wrong. After thinking about it, little Baron Aria suddenly realized. "Ah, by the way, Your Excellency is a Westerner, and Westerners are generally conservative and cautious in these aspects, and I am really sorry that I was negligent. ”

After saying this, he twisted his hands with both hands, clicked twice, and actually broke the necks of the two teenagers directly.

"What are you doing?" the Sword of Benevolence was taken aback. In his opinion, this fat man is vain and has no kung fu, but obviously he is still brute force, and there is no murderous spirit before this shot, just like pinching two little insects to death, even he didn't expect it. At this moment, the two fair-skinned and handsome young men still had innocent and blank expressions on their faces, and their heads had been tilted to their backs, becoming two lifeless corpses.

Little Baron Aria turned around and said to the Sword of Benevolence with a look full of regret and sincerity: "I just haven't been to Oroyosta for too long, and I miss the luxurious and beautiful atmosphere here too much, so when I came, I couldn't help but hurriedly called two little guys who were raised here to accompany me, but I forgot to take into account Your Excellency's preferences, it's really undeserved, how can people who really do great things let this personal preference affect the judgment of real interests?"

The Sword of Benevolence seriously looked at the serious fat man again, and then sneered: "Well, it turns out that you are not just a legionary bureaucrat with a fat brain, at least you are very outstanding in terms of ruthlessness. So for the sake of the lives of these two poor young men, I will go a little further to explain it to you. Let me tell you first of all, whether you're showing sincerity or decisiveness or some other bullshit, in my eyes you've gone from being a slug full of slime to a poisonous, hairy or slimy slug, only more disgusting. I hate monkey tricks for a bunch of idiots, mediocre maggots, who deserve to be tricked and manipulated by you if they can put you in a position of power and deserve to be tricked and manipulated, your games and games are as disgusting as a bunch of bugs playing shit, and I don't want to mess with you no matter what the outcome is. What I want, I will naturally use my way to get it. We have a saying there that everything should be obtained directly in its own way, without playing tricks. So you don't have to tempt me with any benefits, I only want the benefits that I agree with, just like when I'm hungry, I will only eat meat and not.

You don't need to measure me by your view of interests, and you don't even need to force this sentence to understand, it is difficult for the lower beings of flies and sluggs to comprehend higher beings than them with their narrow vision. ”

"Also, I don't know what Andrews is, and I'm not interested in it at all. I'm after a stronger, more comprehensive, deeper path, and I can resonate with his laws, but it's just that he's right in the immediate vicinity of where I'm going, so I don't have the slightest interest in the High Priest of the Temple of War or anything. If I had to say what interests me right now, it would be to stomp on the disgusting bugs that don't like the eye......"

With the aggressive words of the Sword of Benevolence, the expression on the face of Little Baron Arya gradually became hideous and distorted, this Westerner in front of him was obviously a monster beyond his expectations and even understanding, making his words and methods that he had always been proud of become like a joke, as the leader of the Southern Legion's 'Night Stalker', he had never suffered such humiliation and setbacks, but he obviously couldn't explode immediately, this monster was also beyond imagination in terms of combat effectiveness and danger.

He can't, someone can. The High Priest, who had been sitting still beside him, stood up like an angry bear, and between the Sword of Charity and the little Baron Iriath, his beard spread out, and his brass bell-like eyes glared at the outrageous Westerner, and he roared: "No one dares to insult Andrews!

"I thought you, like the two poor boys, were pets of this fat pig, and you had to wait for his orders to lick his ass. The Sword of Benevolence turned its gaze to the High Priest, still sneering.

Tony's eyes turned red in an instant. Of course, he is not a subordinate and pet of Baron Aria Jr., and he actually looks down on this dirty and vicious fat pig, but this plan was set by the commander of the legion, Count Amos, and it is also closely related to the development of the Temple of War, so he has to listen to the assignment of Baron Aria since childhood. Now this Westerner is not only despising his faith, but also genuinely angering him.

"Come on, see who the real warrior is in the presence of Andrews. Your blood will wash away the sins of the god of war, and those who despise the battle will only lose the battle. The High Priest opened the folding pouch at his waist and took out two greatswords from them. In fact, as a believer in Andrews, weapons should always be worn in the most suitable close-fitting position, because weapons are the limbs and life continuation of the warrior, but dealing with so many nobles in Oroyosta would seem vulgar and rude, so the high priest had to specially prepare a special high-grade folding bag to carry these two weapons.

These are two giant swords that ordinary people may not be able to pick up even with both hands, they are as wide and thick as two palms, and ordinary axe blades are no more than that, and these two weapons are just right in the hands of a high priest who is as strong as a bear. The light of the fighting spirit rose on the high priest's body like a tidal wave, and in the two giant swords rose, the thick axe-like giant sword actually began to hum, this is a weapon that has been bathing in the temple of the god of war all year round, and it can already resonate perfectly with the user's breath.

And if there is a special high-level detective arcane now, it can be observed that the life energy of the high priest has far exceeded the ten-level division in the general sense, reaching an unbelievable level that is enough to compete with some earth-walking dragons and high-level demonic beasts. He was able to become the high priest of the Temple of the God of War, he was originally a one-in-a-million combat genius, and after bathing in the Temple of the God of War and honing his body and skills for decades, his body and combat power have reached the pinnacle of a human warrior in the true sense, and he and the pair of giant swords in his hands are enough to dismantle the battle golems of a squadron into pieces.

But the Sword of Benevolence looked at this old man with a surging fighting spirit and a stronger aura than him, but he smiled disdainfully: "Even you, a person who bows down to power, know what a warrior is, let me tell you what a real warrior is." In the face of all evil, disgusting, and unpleasant, there will be no compromise in the slightest, even if it is a big setback, failure, no matter how long the despair will never give up, when the world is polluted by evil, even if you are alone against the whole world, you will not hesitate, this is the real warrior. And you are nothing but a lackey of power, in the face of the Southern Legion, in the face of this disgusting fat pig, in the face of the maggot beings of the whole Oroyosta, in the face of your own desires and ambitions, in the face of giving up these potentially bleak lives, you have long since succumbed and failed. Your hard-trained muscles and fighting spirit are all just tools to please the fat pigs and maggots, and you are not even as good as the welcoming girls at the door, at least they are still beautiful and good-looking, and they still exude their own light of life in the knowledge that they are humble and lowly, unlike you who are obviously humble and humble like a dog, and you are proud of yourself as a noble warrior......"

High Priest Tony was stunned, the veins on his face fluttering like moving earthworms, and his eyes were red and almost dripping blood. He tore off his sumptuous priestly robes, revealing his swollen and hideous body underneath, and howled hoarsely, as if to summon all the courage and anger in his life, and threw himself at the sword of benevolence.

And the sword of benevolence did not just say nothing, he had already stood up and put on a fighting posture. As he spoke, the muscles and bones on his body made a grinding and stretching sound, and the rhythm was clear like a war drum playing, and he also laughed when he saw the high priest howling and rushing straight towards him like crazy: "Even you, a loser who is willing to be a lackey, can you resist my god-destroying punch?"

As soon as the High Priest moved, everything in the entire room was blown out by the sudden air current, and the aftermath of the impact of his fighting strength and body was like a ten-level typhoon, and even the ground under his feet cracked under the trampling. But when the Sword of Benevolence punched out, everything fell silent, and even the sound completely disintegrated under the blow, and only the light of the fighting spirit on the High Priest's body could be seen silently extinguished like a candle in the wind, and then his strong body, which was like a fortress of muscles, flew upside down like a rag doll.

With a bang, a large hole suddenly exploded in the outer wall of the Crystal Capital, and a figure covered in blood flew out of it, crossing a distance of tens of meters and landing on the Third Avenue, causing the welcome girls below and the pedestrians on the avenue to scream, but after a while, many people immediately surrounded them with great interest.

"What's going on? Is there a duel in the Crystal Capital?"

"Who is this guy? so much blood...... Are you still alive?"

"Still alive...... Is such a strong guy an arcane warrior who has been modified with arcane art?"

“...... No, it seems to be...... High Priest Tony of the Temple of the God of War?"

"Hell, is it really High Priest Tony, what's going on?"

In the crowd of onlookers, the high priest in the pool of blood looked at the sky above with a blank face, although he was seriously injured, but not to the extent of death, but now the dead silence in his eyes seemed to be no different from really dead. The physical injuries were not enough, and the spiritual impact just now directly destroyed the old man.

"Hmph, these bastards, are you really going to ruin me even the little relaxation and pastime I have......"

In the secret room, which was already in ruins, the Sword of Benevolence looked at the mess around him and sighed rarely. Just as High Priest Tony stepped forward to confront him, Baron Aria Jr. took the opportunity to disappear silently, apparently the intelligence leader of the Southern Legion also had a unique means of escape. The Sword of Benevolence also has a little regret about this, since it has torn its face and left this poisonous insect behind, maybe there will be some trouble in the future.

"But forget it, these idiots seem to be forcing me to rob ......"