In my impression, Achilles is the strongest man I have ever met, and there is no more powerful existence than him. August 1 Chinese ≈≥≥.≈

After listening to my questioning question, the fairy patriarch smiled.

The smile was ugly, with a hint of mockery, rippling from the corners of her mouth, like a crumpled monkey: "Will Achilles be stronger than Taylor?" It's the funniest question I've ever heard this year. ”

She told me that Achilles' strength has been roughly grasped through the feedback of other clansmen hidden in the shadows of Eri City, and if you compare it with the strength of the legendary heroes, he may be stronger than most of the legendary heroes, belonging to the category of top strength, but this does not mean that he has reached the strongest.

As for Taylor, before he quietly left her, Taylor's strength had already reached the limit of the second turn of an adventurer.

"Adventurer second turn? What's that? I was puzzled.

"It is a sign that adventurers have truly stepped into the ranks of the top powerhouses" The fairy patriarch said solemnly: "Zephyr 6, throughout the ages, there are not even a thousand adventurers who have really stepped into this level, and the vast majority of them only exist in the legendary hero period, and now, in Zephyr 6, there are less than ten adventurers who have reached this level and are still alive." ”

"What about telling the bastard about the past?" Taylor staggered over with a glass of fruit wine, sat down on a chair, and burped: "It's okay to talk about something else, don't talk about this kind of thing in the second turn, it's too early for this bastard." ”

"It's a little early, but he'll be able to get to that level after all."

"Well, if the bastard doesn't die."

"There is a child of the elf clan in Moonlight City, and she is also very talented, have you seen her?"

"I've seen" Taylor took a sip of wine: "She's not bad, as long as she doesn't get killed, she is likely to step into this realm in the future." ”

I heard it in a fog: "Old man, what the hell is the second turn?" I was a little confused. ”

Taylor burped again: "You haven't even been there, and it's useless to explain, you'll find out later." ”

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After eating the fruit for a long time, it was already dark at night, and we left the goblin hiding place through this magical light exit.

This trip was not in vain.

I ate all-you-can-eat fruits, drank a large barrel of fruit wine, and got a lot of information, among which there are two most important information: in addition to the transformation, there is actually something called 'Second Turn', and Taylor's strength will be even stronger than Achilles!

Quietly returned home, the group was satisfied with lying on the sand and nonsense, not because they didn't want to sleep, but because they didn't want to sleep, and those who really wanted to sleep had already fallen asleep, such as Lily Lizzie and Loki.

Lily and Lizzy fell asleep on Squeak's back, and Loki slept after entering the room.

Although Remy was younger than all of them, she was surprisingly more energetic than all of us, flying around my head in a circle, not making some difficult movements......

Did she eat something wrong?

Why do I feel less like spirit, more like euphoria?

Taylor drank an unknown amount of fruit wine, his face was red, and although he hadn't fallen asleep yet, he still dozed off with his eyes closed from time to time.

The Phoenix girls picked a comfortable position and leaned over me to chat.

Being pillow and leaning on by them, I feel like a winner in life.

Zach sat around the table with Jackson, Billy, and Godot, quietly drinking the fruit wine that Taylor had looted.

Instead of drinking or chatting, Ananalita kept eating the fruit she had brought back.

Everyone was busy, busy sleeping, busy eating fruit, busy stealing wine and drinking, busy floating above my head.

No one remembers Carter Scott and Achilles moving into the Northern Forest.

Perhaps, as Taylor said: what should be born will always be born, and no one can stop it.

Anyway, you can't stop it, it's better to live every day, and when it's time to face it, there will naturally be a way to face it.

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Fighting monsters is the same as doing questions in the exam, and the more times you encounter them, you will naturally become familiar with them.

I've been dealing with demonic bats for a long time, and now, even if I close my eyes and listen to the voices, I can still destroy them one by one.

The premise is that you go it alone.

If a group comes, it will be numb.

There seems to be no shortage of topics for girls and girls.

Phoenix, Cagalli, and the female elves who are on the verge of farming monsters have endless words and chatter.

Only a few of our male compatriots remained, struggling with the demonized bats.

Xiao Squeak, still gnawing on the broken demonized bat corpse as always.

Although I think that the corpse of a demonized bat, no matter how delicious it is, it will not taste as good as a roasted beef leg - I have tasted it myself, and there is no advantage except that it is better than a roasted beef leg.

But Xiao Qi still eats happily.

Maybe it's like someone who is used to eating Ken Mouji, and suddenly gives him a meal of mutton steamed buns, and the food is delicious, and he can't wait to give it a thumbs up and praise it as a 'delicacy'.

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The dull days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another week passed.

Princess Anarita's treatment is coming to an end, and after finally getting through the most difficult moment, Lirea is back on the team.

Taylor told me that it won't be long before the memory can be awakened, but it may not be too short, after all, Princess Anarita's damaged area has not been treated for too long, and she can only gradually recover her memory.

I fully understand.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and if you want to thaw, you can't do it in a hurry.

Fat people don't eat it in one meal, and Billy doesn't get bent in a day or two.

Everything needs to be a gradual process.

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That night, there was a knock on the door.

The door opened, and it was Wren.

His face was a little pale and he looked very tired.

I pulled him in and poured him a large glass of water, which he shook his head and pushed away.

I gave him a new glass of wine, and he drank it all and coughed violently, until his face turned a little bloody.

"So, it's not easy to be an assassin," Wren sighed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, "You look bad." ”

"I haven't slept for six days," Wren said, "and the spirit must always be vigilant, and now I feel like I have a fireball in my head that will explode at any moment." ”

"Hey, don't scare me" hurriedly poured him another glass of wine, and I said: "Don't risk yourself, investigate slowly, things will always have a result." ”

"You can't get valuable information if you don't take risks," Wren said, "An assassin who can't get valuable information is not worthy of being an assassin." ”

His stubbornness came up again.

"In the past few days lurking in the elder's room, I have obtained a very interesting piece of information," Wren said, "a secret belonging to the elves." ”