27 Chapter 577 Tyrell

The days of practice always pass very quickly. Unconsciously, more than a month has passed, Carlos's body is recovering day by day, and his strength has been improved to nearly complete, and the original way of training in World War II has also become a three-person scuffle, referred to as impeachment or something, cough cough"

I'm already basically proficient in moon wolf transformation, of course. There is still a distance from being able to manipulate like a blood bear transforming, but at least he has become accustomed to the unreality of stretching his speed with all his might, as if he is piercing through space, and the control of the power of freezing can only be regarded as so-so, following the appearance of a paladin-like holy frozen aura during the game. Although he has figured out a few more small uses and tricks, he is not proficient in dealing with masters of the level of Carlos and Seattlek, which is like a slingshot hitting an eagle, and the hair can't touch a single one.

The heart of insight is okay to grasp. This thing is the same as the heart of madness, it is very practical, and it can greatly make up for my lack of combat experience and skills, as for when I can fuse the heart of insight with power and transform it into the pseudo-realm, I have also asked the old drunkard about this question, and it is probably not difficult for her to guess, after all, I have already had an experience of comprehending the pseudo-realm, the so-called one life and two times of maturity, as long as the posture of the moon wolf's transformation and the power of freezing are fully mastered, and it is fused with the heart of insight, the pseudo-realm will be a matter of course.

Even if I said that, I could only increase my efforts and strive to comprehend the pseudo-realm of the moon wolf's transformation as soon as possible, after all, the strength of the pseudo-realm is known to everyone. Especially when I experienced the perverted mutated blood-colored pseudo-realm of the blood bear, it made me look forward to what kind of realm the moon wolf transformation would be.

It's just that I hope it won't be as the old drunkard said, there will be domain conflicts, after all, there have never been examples in the history books of a person who has two states of mind at the same time and developed two different pseudo-realms.

After the noisy adventurers left. Only the camp-level rookie adventurers remained, and most of them had had enough, and they went out to practice, since the martial arts competition and all kinds of miscellaneous conferences, the camp finally passed two months of peaceful days, and those civilians who were disrupted by tens of thousands of adventures saw it, and gradually resumed their previous schedules, as if the annual event three months ago was just a dream.

The strange thing is that from the end to the present, probably to make me proficient in the transformation of the moon wolf, Akara has not looked for me for three months, so that I have a hard time with a vacation addiction, and the sweet and dull days with Verus. It's like a honeymoon every day, and my three precious daughters are very obedient, well, as long as I don't get them together, I'm all happy, and the day of my dreams is only a few steps away, and of course, I know it's just a short good time.

One day, three months later, as Carlos and I were returning to the Pharaja Guild covered in mud and sweat, we ran into a soldier sent by Acala who had been absent for a long time, and told us to meet her early tomorrow morning.

Sure enough, I thought it was impossible for Akhara to leave a few of us able-bodied laborers unnecessary, and I could really come whatever I wanted.

Carlos and I looked at each other, but what made me wonder was that I, the coolie elder who worked 24 hours a day, was just that, and even Carlos was called together, what was going on?

With a stomach full of questions, I was woken up early the next morning by Veras, who said that Carlos was already waiting outside.

Sure enough, there was an honest paladin neighbor who was, not good, as I used to be. Obviously, you can sleep for another hour, eat breakfast slowly, and then set off.

When I came to Akara's tent, there was only one pound of Akara in it. Man, one glance at Carlos, she smiled, and then at me, with a look of surprise.

What exactly does this subtle difference mean? I wasn't late because I wasn't trying to be late. This is force majeure, the instinctive thirst for sleep of living beings.

Sitting down with Akara's clear water, before we could ask, an unexpected person came, it was Sister Sharna, and she seemed slightly startled to see me inside.

Then there was the gentle Kane, who seemed to have not slept all night, with obvious signs of real explosions on his mage robe, and Farah with eyes like national treasures, and then Seattlek, an hour later.

The old drunkard at the bottom yawned and walked into the tent.

The robe book concave just deleted the concave plus 8 four less, update the block, more "Why are you here?" The guy sat down sleepily, glancing at the tent before landing on me, with a look of hellish disbelief.

It seems that I, who used to be one step later than the old drunkard, is indeed a great crime.

It's just that this is a really large lineup. In addition to us Acala and the four of their regular regulars, Sister Sharna, Carlos, and Seattleck all came together.

After everyone sat down, Akara smiled and slowly spoke under the bewildered gaze of everyone: "I know you must be curious why I called you here temporarily. This incident came relatively suddenly, and even Kane didn't notice in advance that she looked at her old partner Kane for many years and nodded apologetically, in exchange for Kane a light smile. Kane's accounting is such a trivial matter, then he is not Kane.

Seeing that we were all looking at her quietly, Akara didn't talk nonsense, and then said: "Here's the thing, yesterday evening, I just got a message from His Excellency Tyrell. ”

Tyrrell?

Suddenly hear this name, don't say us. Even Kane, Farah and the old drunkard were shocked.

Who is Tyrrell? The famous four-winged angel, including the three realms of Heaven and Hell and the Dark Continent, the fifth bare-shouldered, the fifth brother, and the fifth master. A hand of nunchucks stained with the Sopranos brothers"

Well, reusing spit points won't be. In a word, for us, Tyrell is the head of all the angels, responsible for ruling over all the angels in the heavens and the dark continent. As for Michael and Gabriel, who were above him, two old tortoises who lived in seclusion and did not know what they were doing, I do not think that any one present, including myself, would ever see their dignity in his lifetime.

"What's the matter with Terrizo?"

The old drunkard was the first to react and asked, worthy of being the master who is not afraid of heaven and earth, even a big man like Tyrell can only make her slightly stunned.

"He didn't say it explicitly, it's just that as an advocate of the martial arts competition, although he didn't show up in person, the competition is naturally clear about the four of you."

Akara smiled slightly, her white eyes scanning over the four of us.

"Lord Tyrell regrets not being able to come to watch this game, and because those hellish demons in the third world have not been very peaceful lately, and they really can't get out, so he wants to see you four young talents in person, and has a little favor for you to help." The old drunkard snorted disdainfully, Heng Nose.

"That is, with his strength, what can we four little people help with?"

At this time, I was in tune with the old drunkard, humming and snorting.

"You two, how can you say that about Lord Tyrrell?" Akara glared at us with a solemn expression.

"Although I know that you don't like the angel clan very much, but don't forget one thing, no matter what the purpose of the angels is, but for thousands of years, they have helped the Dark Continent to resist the forces of hell, without them, the entire continent would have been occupied by the forces of hell a long time ago, this is an undeniable fact, we have to accept this kindness, you know?"

"Yes, yes!!"

Akara was angry, and the old drunkard and I were naturally silent, and we couldn't help nodding our heads again and again, which made her smile. All chapters are invited

"As far as you guys are concerned, it's not Lord Tyrrell putting up a fight. Unwilling to deign to come in person, but his body is in the fortress of demons in the third world, and he can't spare time to come, what you go to see is only his projection, and you also know that in this way, his projection can't be too far away from the fortress of demons. ”

We couldn't help but nodded suddenly, it turned out that was the case, in this way, he asked us to help, favor. It makes sense, after all, although Tyrell is strong, his projection may not be as good as our four pseudo-realm-level adventurers.

The robe book concave just deleted the concave plus 8 four less, Xia Xin block, Xia Duo "When will we leave?" ”

If I'm not in a hurry, I'll be able to keep them sweet for a few days.

"Within three days, the four of you can discuss the specific time, and also, regarding the help of Lord Tyrell, if you feel that you are in trouble. You can also report to the head of the alliance of Jamela's Demon Fortress, and I will send some people to help you. ”

Knowing this, we nodded, but everyone knew in their hearts that this was unlikely, among these four people, except for me, a lazy person, they were all arrogant lords, and even if there were difficulties, they would find a way to solve them by themselves. And will not ask for help from other people, again. Tyrell's task may not be without our intention to go to graduate school, if it is really that important, why don't he just send a few two-winged angels to solve it personally?

Continuing to explain some matters, such as Carlos and Seattlek, who are the former Big Three of the Fallen Alliance, and the nagging words that they must hide their identities after going to the Demon Fortress, Akara will let the four of us, as well as the miser and the old drunkard, leave freely, and she will discuss some camp chores with Kane.

Sister Sharna and the old drunkard didn't say anything. The wind left like that, and I could vaguely hear the quarrel they were gradually moving away, and it seemed that they were going to go somewhere, and the miser who really deserved to be an alternative family seemed to be in a hurry to complete the real yàn, and the flash disappeared directly after teleporting more than the old drunkard and Sister Sharna, and Seattle, yawning and leaving, seemed to be ready to make up for sleep.

I'm also planning to go back and get some sleep. I casually glanced at it, but found that Carlos's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he had no intention of leaving.

"Carlos, what's the matter with you?"

Akara, who was discussing some trivial matters with Kane, also noticed Carlos's existence. I couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"That's right, I have a catty, I want to ask Lord Akara for questions." Carlos bowed slightly.

"No problem, no problem, no formality. Come. Sit down and say, and Wu, if Carlos doesn't mind, sit down together The gossip soul attacked, and was about to sneak aside to enter the onlooker mode, wanting to see what was wrong with Carlos, I couldn't help but smile when Akara said this, glanced at Carlos, and saw him nod, before sitting back in his position on the net.

"That's right, I'd like to ask about Kajie'er." Carlos said as he held his head in distress.

I'll just say that if this paladin was close to perfection in every way, what else could he worry about. That has ** is inseparable from his baby daughter Kajieer.

"Is there something wrong with her?" Akara asked with concern.

"No, the big question is no, I just don't understand a little," Carlos said after a pause, frustrated.

"During this time, in addition to Senior Brother Wu, Ka Jie'er also gradually let go of her extremely strong wariness of others, but I don't understand. Why is it that only for me, it is still exactly the same as before, even if I am not her father, even if I am just a stranger in her eyes, I should be the same as everyone else, and let down my guard against me a little" The question you are worried about is that Kajieer is the only one who has not let down her guard against you? ”

Seeing Carlos' distressed look, Akara didn't know what he had noticed and smiled knowingly.

"There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, that's it."

When it comes to his baby daughter, Carlos has also lost his former calm, and he nodded his head busily.

"So I think it's a good sign." With a faint smile, Akara gave the answer that left Carlos dumbfounded.

"I ...... I don't understand what you mean. ”

"Hey, it seems that at this point, you are completely opposite to Wu, you don't have any qualifications to be a father, this kind of thing is the best for you to be aware of it." Akara sighed slightly. But the smile on his face remained.

"Don't you understand, the reason why Kajie'er is only cold to you is precisely because she has recognized you as her father."

"That,,that why,,why would Carlos be a little incoherent. He really wasn't a father, and he didn't even understand his daughter's mood, so I couldn't help but shake my head. Finally found a place where he was far better than Carlos, and a strong daddy's superiority was born.

As a man shrouded in the aura of his dad, at this moment, I didn't feel any pressure at all. Fatherly love for all the little angels in the world is another hidden wish of mine, and of course, the boy is exempt from "You imagine Kajie's treatment in heaven." I'm afraid that there is no gossip about her father, and it doesn't make her feel wronged, she is still a child, and she is a little depressed, of course. ”

In Carlos' thoughtful gaze, Akara said lightly: "If there is no love, where is the hate?" She hates you because she values you. ”

Carlos isn't stupid, he's just concerned about it. Akara has come to such a point that he would be a fool if he still doesn't understand.

"So, what do I do now to get her to change her attitude towards me?" Changing the distressed look on the net, with a happy smirk on his face, Carlos continued to ask.

"It's very simple, just continue to show your sincerity, let Kajieer know how much you value her, and the situation may gradually improve, I believe that Kajieer is a good boy, and will definitely be able to understand your distress in the end."

Akara continued to laugh, but at this time, in that kind smile, I don't know if it was my illusion, a hint of mischief flashed.

"However, now that child seems to be completely in love with Wu, if you don't hurry up, perhaps, she will transfer the last trace of affection for you to Wu, and wait for one day. She doesn't hate you anymore and doesn't pay attention to you anymore, and then it's already too late. ”

Belch? What's going on with this strong murderous aura?

Hey, Carlos, I'm an Elder. Elder of the Alliance? What do you want to do? The murder of an elder is a felony, and Akara, what are you gloating about? What if Carlos does go berserk and kill me?

After learning about Kajer's thoughts and the crisis he was facing, Carlos gave me a cold look and left in a hurry without saying hello, I thought if I didn't have to worry about hurting passers-by. He would even rush back in an instant.

So, when I got back to the door, there was a "chirp" from inside, followed by Carlos's screams, and his figure flying out of the tent.

I flashed slightly, let his mournful figure do a free fall movement, and then gently leaned in and patted him on the shoulder, saying that if you want to hurry, you can't do it.

At this time, the little angel, who was awakened by Carlos, who was overly excited and anxious, flew out of the tent door. The childish and beautiful little face was still full of vigilance and anger, seeing her waving her little fists, she actually wanted to continue to pursue Carlos, but I, the angry pretty face immediately changed. With a happy smile, "With a sound, my body as light and soft as a cloud pounced and put my arms around my neck," and he cried out, refusing to let go.

At this moment, Carlos once again left two lines of fatherly tears.

Because whether it was Sister Sharna, Seattlek, or Carlos, they were all more casual about this mission, so for some reason, the choice of departure date fell to me.

Anyway, am I not random?

If that's the case, I can drag it out. It wasn't until the third day, at the urging of the soldiers sent by Akara, that he lazily remembered that there was such a thing?

The robe book concave just deleted the concave plus 8 four less, Xia Xinci, Xia Duo's little ghost this sticky insect, once a year rare to get up early in the morning, I'm afraid I'll sneak away, but, this time I don't plan to take her, so she cheated, taking advantage of my lack of attention to the soul fusion, hitchhiking an overlord, but I was intercepted by the prepared me, a good way to say. It was only then that she floated back to her room sad and lost, and it seemed that she was really angry.

Looking at her lonely back, I can only say sorry with great distress, and when I come back this time, I will immediately take them to Kurast to practice, and after reaching more than thirty levels, you can continue to go to the Demon Fortress, and then the family will slowly experience together, and there will be time.

And Kajer. This little angel's clingy kung fu does not have to be a little ghost, and it must also be the object of comfort, so that she obediently listens to Veras's words at home. Sleep when you're full, eat when you wake up, maybe in a few years, I can make a pig raiser.

In Veras's gentle voice, after packing my luggage, I hurried to the basement of the Mage's Guild, where Sister Sharna and the others were already waiting.

"I'm sorry," I'm sorry, Ichishu has been waiting for a long time. I stepped forward and snorted.

Sister Sharna just smiled softly, Carlos didn't seem to have recovered from the blow a few days ago, and just nodded slightly, and Seattlek was the most vicious, and a word made me, the third Rogge, hurt with his heart.

"In this case, all the expenses in the Demon Fortress will be handed over to Senior Brother Wu to settle for you."

Although all four of us are not short of money. Seattleck also knew that he had to say this, but he didn't know that I was Rogge's third picker, and Carlos and Seattleck were nothing. However, this is the first time since I met Sister Sharna, and I thought of this. With a slight nervousness, I stepped into the teleportation station with the three of them.

With a flash of white light, the Demon Fortress, which was like a steel fortress, revealed a breath of slaughter, iron blood and grandeur, and the building replaced the basement scenery and appeared in our eyes.

Although it is not the first time that I have used a teleportation station, I am still amazed that no amount of magic like this kind of teleportation to a place tens of thousands of kilometers away is not enough.

The sky of the robe book concave has just been deleted and added 8 four less, Xia Xin block, Xia Duo The sky of the demon fortress is still as gray and dull as always, and the gray clouds that will always shroud the head make people's mood extremely depressed, and unconsciously have a sense of irritability that wants to vent out, therefore, the demon fortress is full of the breath of slaughter and iron blood, and even the civilians here are ten times more fierce than those in other places.

Coming out of the teleportation station, we immediately found a hotel, and of the four of us, all three of us had spent time in the Castle of Demons, except for Sister Sharna, who was visiting for the first time, and Carlos and Seattlek had been in the Fortress for a long time, but I had more acquaintances here.

After finding the inn with ease, Seattlek and Carlos stayed inside to prepare furs for the winter because of their identities and did not run around so as not to be recognized by the Fallen Alliance, while Sister Sharna, who wanted to see the Demon Fortress, walked with me in the direction of the grocery store in Adventurerland.

That's right, Jamela, the head of the alliance of the Demon Fortress, is a beautiful woman dressed as an assassin in her thirties, and is also a grocery store merchant, selling potions, weapons, and armor. Collect low and sell high, a mouth can bring the dead to life, let beggars pay money, and has the title of Aunt Jia with iron teeth and copper teeth among the adventurers of the Demon Fortress.

"Elder Fan, you are finally here, I am really afraid that Lord Tyrell and others will be impatient, and when they saw that it was me, Jamela immediately saw a savior, and invited us to her shop.

"Hehe, there's something going on in the camp. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. ”

I opened my eyes and explained nonsense, there is indeed something, and it is the first priority to accompany Veras and them, as for Tyrell, is she a beauty?

"It's good to come, it's good to come, Lord Tyrell has been waiting in the Mage Guild for a long time, I'll go and report it now, you guys have a day off today, and come with me to meet tomorrow."

In the face of a big man like Tyrell, our black-hearted Aunt Jia is obviously still under a lot of pressure. A neat mouth that usually allows adventurers who only want to buy one bottle of potion to buy ten bottles is not very smooth now.

After discussing the time of meeting, I chatted with Jamela for a while, and when I came out of the store, the cold wind outside blew, and I woke up and felt something in my arms, and I couldn't help but look down. It's another bunch of scroll potions that I don't know when I bought them, anyway, the last time I came to the Demon Fortress. When I visited Jamela, the person in charge, I met exactly the same thing, but it was Linya who was followed by me at the time.

Cut, next time I will definitely not talk nonsense with this black-hearted aunt.

Seeing that it was still early, I took Sister Sharna all the way down and told her about the special hunting activities of the Demon Fortress, all the way to the largest bar here, Bloody Mary's Bar.

The bar is still crowded, and at a cursory glance, there are quite a few guys I know, but. Tualatin and Oscar are missing. I always felt a little lonely, and after sitting for a while, I didn't hear any news of interest, because there was Sister Sharna, who didn't like to contact others, by my side, and I didn't say hello to those guys, so I saw that the time was almost up, and then I went back to the hotel.

The next day, at the agreed time. We came to Jamela's shop, and then led by her to the Mage's Guild, and after a few moments of walking around the wide cloister, a magnificent temple appeared before us.

Damn, the last time I came to the Demon Fortress, why didn't I see such a big temple here?

The mage who led the way was also sent to us. Follow the ornate stone path carved with angel reliefs. We walked into the gate of the temple instead, the hundred-meter-high ceiling, the statues of the angels around us, and the holy light frame in the center can make people feel small.

However, what caught our attention for a moment was the tall figure of the angel carved on the wall at the end of the center of the hall, with his back to us.

Tyrell!!

Legend has it that he was an angel who was more ancient than Michael and Gabriel, and even lived through the Last War, as evidenced by those two pairs of wings of light, whose age was the same as his gender. Even the entire envoys, not even Michael, or himself, are beyond the reach of the Legacy.

To this day, no one knows Tyrell's gender. He always wears a solemn and heavy armor, wearing a robe that looks like a robe and not a robe, and a battle robe that looks like armor and not armor, and the weapon in his hand is an artifact-level sword of light.

This is Tyrell, the most mysterious ancient angel of the angel clan.

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