The more subtle and magical the invention, the more unbelievable the origin, such as the portal that is so complex that mortals can't imagine, the first is also a lazy man's invention, because a certain mage dislikes the bumps of the carriage when rushing, so after half a lifetime, he studied the teleportation spell. With the passage of time, different realms were gradually discovered, but since each plane could not be freely connected, let alone an exotic dimension that could be completely different in nature, portals were applied to multidimensional space.

Some portals resemble dark golden swirls, others ripple like mirrors like blue water, and others tend to be unfathomable black holes. However, no matter how different the image of portals may be, they are used for one thing, and that is-

"Damn distance compression...... ...... vomit"

On the verdant grass, a figure suddenly flashed out of the aqua-blue portal. He stumbled a few steps, and finally his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees retching. The portal behind him lost its grip and, after flickering slightly, quickly lost its color.

There is no doubt that it is none other than Green who emerges from the portal.

“…… Uh, I hate portals. Kneeling on the ground for a long time, Green finally suffered from the discomfort in his stomach. Glancing back at the portal that had disappeared, Green couldn't help but feel sick again, and hurriedly turned around, not daring to let his body have any more conditioned reflexes.

Vomiting is not a nice feeling.

Endymion, the realm of mages, naturally has a systematic learning guide in the use of portals. Due to the refining of magic and mental power, as well as the familiarity with the composition of teleportation spells, coupled with the frequent use of them, most mages are accustomed to portals without any side effects. Some mages experience slight discomfort when they enter the portal, while others feel the magic flow quickly, but almost no one would think of Green. Directly produces a feeling of nausea and nausea. To tell the truth, even if ordinary people use portals, most of them are just dizzy.

Obviously, Mr. Greenfield is one of the very few exceptions, and his constitution is naturally resistant to teleportation spells.

"Whew...... The portal's constructors themselves can't get used to it, and if they let those guys know, they won't be laughed to death......" Green got up from the ground. The thought that Albert might know about this and make a big deal about it made me feel very sad at the moment. He secretly made up his mind that if he used the portal again, he would either not let Albert see it, or he would hold on and pretend to be nothing.

He is the lord of Jinlunga, the son of the eleventh generation of military uniforms, and this kind of thing will not be laughed out of when it spreads.

The retching symptoms slowly subsided, and Green finally had a chance to make a good deal of his position. He looked up, and a wave of energy rushed across his face. It was so thick that he almost mistook it for a breeze.

"It's ...... Mixed with magic, the inherent energy of the elements? Wait, attributeless energy? ”

Green opened his arms in surprise, and immediately there was an indescribable energy that penetrated into his body like a breeze through a pores. After a few breaths, Green could feel that all his energy had returned to its peak, and he couldn't help but sigh what kind of feng shui treasure was here, and it would have such an exaggerated effect.

He looked left and right, trying to identify where he was.

Look around. Green noticed that the grass he was in was on a cliff. Border, to be exact. Unlike the Black Garden, this is not a flat world, but an island suspended in the air. As soon as he raised his head, Green could see that the shattered space was still alive, and from time to time he could hear the roar of the arena in the distant sky. The battle to come there continues.

The young duke looked forward through the speculum and saw that the trees in front of him were thick, and he could vaguely see something inside.

"Will Tearbells be in the forest?"

Green muttered to himself, when he arrived in this area, the induction was not very obvious. It's as if it's been obscured by something again. He thought about it, and at present, there was only one way to go to the forest, and for the sake of safety, he decided to open the pet space first and summon the cloud monster that was recovered before entering the portal.

With a thought, the door of the pet space appeared in front of Green's eyes.

The cloud monster had long been ready for a second summon, and as soon as the crack opened, it flew out happily. Fu, who dragged the small smoke ball, returned to the pet space when the cloud monster quickly found the scarab beetle gem that was also not large, and took this opportunity to release it together.

This way, Green has two pets available next to him, and even if he encounters a strong enemy, there is room to turn around.

Unable to directly make psychic contact, and even the blood contract induction is vague, naturally it is impossible to summon accurately, and Green does not expect to find other magic pets from his own small world, not to mention that the opening of the pet space is still hindered by Yanzhòng. But perhaps Grimm has some understanding of teleportation spells, and this time the crack is twice as big as the last time, so just as Grimm was about to close it, a "little bald head" actually drilled out of the pet space.

"Uh...... No!? ”

The boy watched in amazement as the white skull poked out of the crack in the pet's space, until it stretched out one arm and struggled desperately to crawl out, Green reacted, hurriedly grabbed its arm, and let the cloud monster drag its body and pull it out hard.

Puff –

The appearance of the Skeleton Warrior is a dog eating, and the wolf bèi almost laughs out loud to Green. However, his attention quickly shifted, for the unhappiness of staggering up from the ground suddenly made him feel a little strange.

Isn't this guy's autonomy a little too high for a skeleton? Wait, what about its helmet? And what about the iron sword?

Green raised his doubts to his displeasure, and the Skeleton Warrior couldn't speak, but it scratched its skull with its bony fingers, as if to mean that it was lost. I don't know how it did it, but the bone was so smooth that the two didn't even make a sound when they rubbed together.

"Is it getting a little too white?" Green looked up and down unhappily, whether the absence of the helmet meant that it had degenerated into a normal skeleton, this was still unknown, but at least this sleek and clean white bone, how he didn't look like calcium—it looked like porcelain.

"It's always exercising." The little smoke ball said a "nice word" for the unhappy, and Green looked at Ah Bu suspiciously. Unexpectedly, the latter nodded and admitted it as a matter of course.

Can skeletons change through exercise?

This question is really Green, what do humans want to exercise by exercising their bodies to increase muscle density and gain stronger strength? CACO3？

Although I don't know the reason for the unhappy physical change, and I can't figure out why it can ask to take the initiative, but having an extra demon pet by his side is not a bad thing after all. As is customary in his old fights, Green has the gem slung to his calf trouser leg. The little smoke ball followed back and forth with the unhappy, and the three beasts of one man were ready to march towards the woods in front of them.

The entire island is suspended in mid-air, but it can still enjoy the abundant sunlight, even if the surrounding space has been shattered, the light here is not affected, most likely due to the influence of special magic circles. Green tried to find clues from the ground or the trees, but neither sight nor sound could gather any useful information.

The group gradually descended into the forest.

The woods gradually become denser. A number of bushes began to block the progress. Green pulled out a recurved scimitar from his backpack and handed it to Unhappy, letting it clear the way in front. The Skeleton Warrior hadn't learned any swordsmanship, but the movement of the blade slicing through the drooping branches made Green, who had noticed it casually, feel very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that Ah Bu's slashing method was exactly the same as the way he usually used to make moves! Angle, Orientation, Motion...... It's hardly all learned, although it's only after three or two stereotypical moves. It's repeated right away, but it's surprising enough.

The young duke felt that he was becoming more and more unable to manipulate his pet.

The branches snapped and crackled. The friction between the blade and the leaves makes a rustling sound. In the same sound effect, Green and his party did not know how long they had been moving forward, until the blade of the recurve knife refracted the light, and the bright light flashed in front of his eyes.

The lord of Jinlunga noticed that his own pet movement in front of him stopped.

Wondering at the strange look of his displeasure, Green walked over to himself, brushing aside the bushes and trying to check the situation. But the next moment. He just froze.

Behind the dense woods, there is an open forest green space, and on top of the green space that is completely impossible to explore, a huge shrine with vines and cracks in the walls stands quietly.

"Temple?"

Green looked from left to right, and his front was blocked by a stone wall. Only the staircase in the middle can go forward. He looked up and imagined how spectacular this majestic building would have been if it had been exposed to the sun's rays, but he soon realized that it was just one of the spaces under the jurisdiction of the arena, and perhaps it had never been worshipped.

He took a few steps forward with the three demon pets in order to get a clearer view of the shrine. From the outside, it has a relatively simple structure, like a fortress rising from the ground, with delicate carvings on the walls. Had it not been for the stark statue at the gate leading to the staircase, Grimm even doubted that the marble pile had been used as a fortification.

"Which god is it?"

Green stood at the foot of the stairs and looked up at the statues on either side of the gate, as well as the exterior decorations in other details. In terms of patterns, the carvings here are closer to the style of the real world of Northern Europe, that is, the Kingdom of Wiltz in the world of Gnodia. However, there are only a handful of gods believed in the Berserker Realm, and Grimm can't find any of them that can match the appearance of the gods, and the only thing that is certain is that most of the gods enshrined in the shrine are not the kings of the evil camp.

The style is different, that's all.

He looked back, wanting to check his unhappy state. It's not unreasonable for undead creatures to be labeled evil, cursed, and corrupt, and most of the gods of the good faction have a very powerful purifying effect on them, especially the Lord of Light. Since the gods worshiped here are not in the evil camp, the divine power will most likely cause danger to the undead creatures, and once they are unhappy to step on the land of the shrine, the consequences will be unbearable......

Huh?

Green looked at the unhappiness and walked to the staircase, stretched out his arm to caress the pattern on the stone staircase, and even put his hand into the brazier that might have filled the holy flame, felt the black ash in his hand, and was stunned for a moment, and even wiped the black ash on the stone staircase.

Forget about the fearless breath, this guy ...... A bit too wise, right?

He was about to pull his displeasure over and check it out, but the clear sound of footsteps of metal hitting the ground suddenly aroused his alarm.

The young duke's hand instantly pressed on the saber at his waist.

Step by step, eventually, the sound of footsteps stopped.

An armored figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

"What a strange person, is it a magic guide machine?" The little cigarette bit its finger and asked indistinctly curious questions.

Green pressed the hilt of the holy sword, stared at the figure and confirmed it again and again, as if he was remembering something, and only after a long time did he slowly speak, and asked tentatively: "...... 'base knight'?" ”

The figure above was unmoved.

Little Smoke Ball and Displeasure looked at the young duke at the same time, and the latter looked embarrassed and quickly corrected his habitual call, "I mean, Iron Knight? Kifried? ”

The black-armored figure slowly lowered its head.

“…… Do you recognize me? ”

His voice was dull and erratic, neither a normal human voice nor a synthesized tone of a magical machine.

Green, however, breathed a sigh of relief.

The unknown is always daunting, but when things turn around, people will be much more confident.

He and this Iron Knight, who did not leave a single gap in his body, had fought each other.

According to rumors, Kifrid's life was a typical cup, and he was originally a brilliant samurai, pursuing the ultimate in martial arts, constantly pushing the limits of physical fitness. When he was still young, Kifred managed to open the door to awakening, but shortly after, due to his prowess, he was captured and reformed by an evil and powerful wizard, and his life was bound in black armor, and he was imprisoned to serve him for the rest of his life. However, providence is unpredictable, and it didn't take long for the wizard to die due to an explosion in a real accident, and the Iron Knight, who suddenly lost his command host, had no other way and was reduced to an ordinary contract creature, as long as he met the conditions of the summoning contract, he could be summoned to his command and called. In the game, I once heard that someone took pity on the Iron Knight's background, and as a result, he triggered the mission of contacting the curse, and I heard that it was successful, but the specific steps and circumstances, Green did not pay attention to, and of course it was not clear.

"Prepare for battle."

Green ordered in a whisper. The boy and the Iron Knight had fought several times in the Miracle Following, so knowing that Kifred was similar in rank to his own - which meant that his true strength was quite different, it would not be difficult to defeat him.

More crucially, Green encounters the Iron Knight more than once or twice in the dungeon, and each time Kifred appears as a caretaker. Thinking that because he has no desires and no desires, and is more intelligent than the magic puppet, many people are more inclined to let him take care of the treasure.

This time, what the Iron Knight will be guarding is very curious about Green. (To be continued......)

PS: Last night, the whole point was smoked.,I can't send it after the code is finished.,As a result, it's repaired (injury) after twelve o'clock.,I don't know if I can make up for my poor full attendance.,Eh QAQ.