The memory in his mind told Gross that the first time he met this man in his previous life, known as "the strongest knight in the Northland", was in the spring when the flowers were in full bloom during the "Seven Years' War", and the fields of Nogo were dyed with an intoxicating green, and the knights and private soldiers gathered together and fully deployed in the wide field-

Their enemies are the formidable evil creatures from the realm of the dead, the undead legions led by Sask, the "Black Blade Warlord".

Countless skeletons wielded rusty scythes, short swords, and tattered round shields, and among the black pressed figures, slender leg bones moved from time to time, and the figures in decaying armor were close to each other, and the undead pushed and shoved each other, but despite this, their offensive posture was like a raging tide, drowning and devouring everything that stood in their way—

To the commoners and nobles of Elant, their presence was like locusts. There is nothing wrong with describing the undead as "locusts", for there is hardly anything alive left behind them except for the ruins and crackling fires of their path.

Clearly, the actions of the undead have placed themselves in the opposite side of humanity - no matter who he is, even the most cowardly and cowardly, he will always become angry when he sees the towns and villages that have been poisoned by the undead.

The war at that time was the real war, and the cruelty was far from being comparable to the small fights at present.

Lord Talen, "Count Wolf" Savaren Wolfe was the first to join that war -

And Elijah Eliot, the "pupil of the red dragon", is the sharpest knife in his hand, the sharpest arrow, under the fluttering wolf's head banner, the white cloak swept by a horse is always so eye-catching, and the heroic posture of the knight on horseback, every time he appears, people can't help but be fascinated.

Head of the Knights of Iris, Elijah Eliot.

At this time, the man's face was as serious as a lifeless slate, and if it weren't for his fierce gaze, Gross would definitely think that what appeared in front of him was an extremely realistic puppet-

He remembered that the man was used to smiling, but every time he appeared in an informal setting, he would habitually appear lazy.

"Gross? I've heard your name. ”

When Gross and Eugene entered the barracks, Elijah was half-lying on a large chair covered with soft deerskin, and beside him was a low table, but the things on it were surprisingly good—

A plate of fresh, verdant beans.

In addition to this, there is also a bottle of wine.

However, there is no sake glass, and the flavor of the sake is quite strong, and it does not smell like ordinary ale, and is closer to the distilled high-grade sake.

He saw Eugene come to him with a strange young man, first squinted his eyes and looked motionless for a few moments, and then slowly straightened up from his chair for a while—

Such an attitude may seem to show no respect for the guests, but Gross and Eugene know very well that Elijah Eliot, the leader of the Iris Knights, is a reckless guy in private.

It seems that he has a good relationship with Eugene.

Gross couldn't help but think to himself—

When he looked back at the man, he finally saw the familiar smile. His smile was gentle, like a gentle spring breeze, unconsciously blowing into people's hearts. And at the end of his words, he nodded and aggravated his tone, as if he was extremely appreciative of the young man in front of him.

The first order of awakening in his twenties is enough to be called a rare genius!

However, with the next sentence, his expression converged, but it changed abruptly.

"But those external rumors are often false, and some things must be seen to be true!"

He stood in front of Gross—

The figure of the knight commander is similar to Gross, but the shoulders are quite broad, the whole person's figure is raised, and the waist is a streamlined tightening, although he did not deliberately show his extraordinary momentum, but Gross has already felt a faint needle-like tingling sensation from the other party's body.

Strong! Very strong!

Just by virtue of power, it can already bring such a sense of substance!

Gross quietly turned on the system, and as expected, all the information about Elijah Eliot was a question mark -

He already knew that the other party had a lv58 combat level, and according to his understanding of the game, this man's true strength was a first-rate existence even among characters of the same level, and he was even able to compete with some transcendent levels.

"Gross, why don't you show me your power!"

Elijah Eliot whispered in his ear—the two passed by, and after the words fell, Elijah got up and walked out of the barracks.

Eugene stood aside, still smiling, but at this point, Gross suddenly noticed that the guy's smile was somewhat hateful.

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Gross, who is less than twenty years old, has the strength of the Awakening Intermediate Rank, and this conclusive fact can be said in the territory of the Elantra Kingdom, I am afraid that it can intimidate a large number of people, and some other people will have to be carefully verified.

Elliot, the head of the Iris Knights, undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

As a knight, a strong man who had won the position of Knight Captain by his own strength rather than his birth, Elijah Elliot had his own pride, and because of his extraordinary martial arts, he believed that he could make a fair and accurate assessment of the young man's strength. And this information is also needed by the Earl.

Walking along the neat rows of barracks, the space around me gradually became more and more cheerful.

There was really nothing to write about in the fortress of Talen, and when Elijah Eliot came to a small training ground of about 3,000 square feet, in addition to Gross and Eugene, many knights and soldiers in the barracks had already run out, and their curious eyes followed the backs of the training ground, as if they were expecting a good show—

They didn't understand what was going on, but Commander Elliot rarely came to this training ground, which usually belonged to ordinary soldiers and junior officers, but when they saw the commander himself go down and remove a legion-style longsword from the weapon rack, they made a sensation—

A buzzing cacophony rang out from the crowd.

Countless people exchanged ears, but the voices were intertwined, and they couldn't be heard clearly at all—they saw the young man with an unfamiliar face also slowly walking into the training ground, and the discussion between them became a little more lively.

Examining?

Gross had already understood what Elijah Eliot meant. At this time, although I couldn't help but feel nervous, but more than that, it was a kind of excitement that I was eager to try. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~