"Ding! Discover new items, collect information, unlock the summoner skill - return to the city, this skill can be used without learning, and after a certain period of time, you can teleport back to the nearest crystal hub (limited to 1000 kilometers), if there are multiple crystal hubs within the range, you need to set it in advance. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After a pause, the system reminded again: Congratulations on getting a new skill - back to the city!

At the same time, all members of the League of Legends also received the same system reminder, someone was curious to try, and after the skill guidance, a weak spatial power spread around him, and at the same time, the fighting energy/magic power in his body also disappeared as quickly as opening the floodgates.

The power of space accumulated around him is getting stronger and stronger, and the spatial fluctuations are becoming more and more intense, just like boiling water, constantly rippling chaotic fluctuations.

Then, everything came to an abrupt end, and the person who was guiding the skill was like a three-day, three-day, three-day battle against three hundred, who were squeezed out of every drop of their physical strength, lying on the ground on their stomachs, without even the strength to breathe.

"Damn, this skill is poisonous?"

"No, his strength is too poor to support the consumption of skills."

"I looked at it, and the man was gone."

"Go to the Crystal Hub to find it, hey, what is the Crystal Hub?"

"Wow, I'm here, the skill of returning to the city instantly teleported me to the spring here......" The speaker suddenly froze, because when he used the skill before, he was only a few dozen meters away from the spring, and he wasted his old nose strength, and the result was not as good as walking.

In this way, the summoner's canyon fell into a frenzy of exploration, and people were discovering the various characteristics of the return to the city skills, as for those who were not strong, they also began to cultivate and improve frantically at this time, otherwise they would not even be able to use the return to the city skills in the future.

……

Qin Bing didn't know what was happening in the summoner's canyon, and although he also wanted to try the Returning to the City skill, he had already walked thousands of miles away, and he had long exceeded the effective range of the Returning to the City skill.

However, when Qin Bing used the teleportation scroll next, the power of the system was integrated into it, and Qin Bing was like opening the full-map field of vision and infinite sight distance, and he could clearly see every grass and tree within a radius of 10,000 miles, so that every time he used the teleportation scroll, he could teleport to the maximum range, and the landing site was empty and safe.

Panson was stunned, and he asked in disbelief, "Are you really using a teleportation scroll for the first time?" ”

"It's not!"

Pan Sen breathed a sigh of relief, because Qin Bing showed that he was an old driver, and he was the kind of old driver who was as steady as a dog, even if the top magician of the Tower of Ashes used the teleportation scroll, it was impossible to do it better than Qin Bing.

But at this time, Qin Bing said again: "The second time." ”

Pan Sen knelt down and admired Qin Bing from the bottom of his heart.

The Guiding Teleportation Scroll consumes a lot of mental energy, so even if the magician uses the teleportation scroll once, he must take a break before he can continue to use it, otherwise it is easy to be unable to teleport the maximum distance due to exhaustion, and the other is that it is easy to overturn.

However, Qin Bing didn't, almost the teleportation was just completed, and before the spatial power of the last teleportation disappeared, he tore another one, and that scene, Pan Sen was shocked to see it, if this is a little bit of a deviation, it is two lives.

Therefore, when he appeared at the boundary of the Spartan Kingdom, Pan Sen collapsed and was weak, and his whole body was as soft as noodles that had just been fished out of the water.

"Arrived?" Qin Bing was a little unsatisfied.

"It's finally here!" Pan Sen was very fortunate for the rest of his life.

The capital of the Spartan Kingdom is an important city with a holy domain powerhouse, and the powerhouse of this level is fused with the surrounding heaven and earth, under the unity of heaven and man, the space is as solid and solid as cement and steel bars, and when the Qin soldiers use the teleportation scroll, a large area around the capital is not selectable, and they have no choice but to land ten miles outside the city.

The strong spatial fluctuations of the teleportation were as clear and obvious as torches in the dark night, and there was an immediate commotion in the capital of the Spartan Kingdom.

It was not a panic and commotion, but an orderly movement of troops and horses. The Spartans wondered which daring man had the audacity to use teleportation around the Spartan capital.

The high-level leaders of the Spartan Kingdom were also puzzled, according to the news sent back by Pan Sen, they would have to arrive at dinner at the earliest, and now it was only lunch time, it couldn't be Pan Sen at all, so who was it?

How many years? Although the Spartans were at war every day, the war never burned to the capital of the Spartan Kingdom, and no force in this world (the Western world) dared to provoke Sparta.

Now, is it finally getting started?

The Spartans were very angry, because this provocation also represents contempt, and no one dared to provoke for generations, but in their generation, what does that mean?

In that case, let them taste the power of Sparta, and let them know the glory of Sparta!

Thinking of this, the Spartan high-level issued an order, sounded the horn of war, and the level of the war was directly raised to the highest level, which was a war of life and death to destroy the country.

Not only were the Spartan troops guarding the capital mobilized, but the ordinary residents of the capital were also recruited.

If other countries encounter this kind of war of annihilation, it is estimated that the city will be in chaos immediately, and the first thing that the rich will think of is to sweep away their property and flee, and the poor and beggars will also take advantage of the fire to rob, smash, loot and burn.

However, the Spartans did not. Although everyone looked in a hurry and panicked, they were not in a hurry, they were like tightly biting gears, even if they were running like flying, they would never make a mistake.

Foreign merchants were also "politely persuaded" into inns, inns, etc., and the Spartan generals told them that this was a Spartan war and had nothing to do with them, but that the Spartans would protect their lives and property from infringement.

Sensible merchants expressed their willingness to donate part of their property to support the Spartan war, but they were refused.

"The Spartans fought by the weapons in their hands and their comrades, not by the gold coins in their pockets. Foreigners, put away your money, otherwise it will be considered a bribe. ”

The foreign merchants were stunned, and they watched in disbelief as the cook, who had been baking bread a moment ago, took off his flour-stained clothes, and then turned out a shield and a spear out of nowhere, and in this way, his chest was exposed, and he joined the "militia" that kept gathering in the street. The baker was over sixty years old, his teeth were about to fall out, and the muscles on his body were atrophied like dried orange peels, but at this moment, his waist was straight, and his steps were square, and the little dolls around him who were still dragging their noses seemed to have found the backbone, and they all looked at the old baker with respectful eyes, and then spontaneously followed behind him, adjusting their speed and stride length according to his pace, and rushed forward with a big stride that could almost pull an egg.

The Spartans have been using this simple equipment for thousands of years, and many of them are even valuable assets that have been passed down from generation to generation. They also don't have any military dogmas that are thick enough to be bricks, because everything about war has long been ingrained in their bones.

Seeing this, a foreign merchant said with emotion, "The most precious inheritance of Sparta is not their equipment, but their indelible will to fight, the military quality that has long been engraved in their bones, and the blood of veterans who can burn and boil at any time." ”

At this time, Qin Bing and Pan Sen stopped at the same time, looking at the dense Spartan tasseled helmets on the capital with incredible eyes, looking at the bed crossbows sticking out of the battlements of the city wall, looking at the Spartan warriors gushing out like an endless river in the wide open city gate, and the dense "militia team" that was constantly gathering along the city gate.

Qin Bing looked at Pan Sen, "Have you Spartans always used this method to welcome guests?" ”