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As soon as Link's mind moved, the short sword in the blood-eyed bandit's hand was bounced out by the force field for more than 30 meters, and finally sank deep into the trunk of a big tree with a 'ding'.

At the same time, he let go of the bandit's restraints, and with a 'poof', the other party fell to the ground.

Link stepped back 3 meters away and put away his sword at the same time.

His action had a strong suggestive effect, and the robber saw it and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, he slowly got up and whispered, "What do you want to know, ask." ”

Link didn't rush to ask about the slave collar, but first stated his own situation: "I have two friends, one is a Lyguan and the other is a dwarf, because of an accident, they were taken into slave collars, and I want to remove them for them. ”

As soon as he said this, the half-elf bandit's expression eased slightly, and his hostility decreased slightly, and he sneered: "When did the Alaku people have such kindness and still regard the Lygurs and the dwarves as friends?" ”

Link smiled slightly, "Not everyone is a blood butcher Balha, in fact, I don't approve of keeping slaves. ”

This half-elf was silent, if someone else said this, he really didn't believe it, but this time in order to assassinate Link, he had secretly observed him for several days, he was indeed very good to his slaves, so it was understandable that he wanted to remove the collar for his slaves now.

What's more, if he doesn't answer, he will face death.

Thinking of this, he spoke: "It was the Lygu prophet Glerle who helped us uncollar. Seymer ...... Yes..... Yes..... Ah~~"

Halfway through speaking, an unexpected sudden appearance appeared!

Link saw the half-elf suddenly smoke rise from his throat, and after a few seconds, black scorch marks began to appear on his neck from the inside out, and a scorching spark appeared in the green smoke from his mouth.

Link smelled a very strong scorching smell in his nose, and then he watched as the half-elf's body caught fire, and the flames continued to burn for more than ten minutes, and when the flames were extinguished, there was a pile of humanoid ashes left on the ground.

Link was so shocked to see that he crouched down, picked up a trace of ash with his fingers, put it in his nose and sniffed it gently, and a spicy smell similar to garlic rushed to his nose.

He closed his eyes again, carefully feeling the breath of the ashes, and there was a very subtle mysterious power in the ashes.

'It's a silent curse on a specific target, this curse is very difficult to cast, at least level 17 or above, and nine times out of ten it is the prophet Gler. Seymour did it. This is the experience that Link has learned from the game, and the game is quite accurate in restoring this kind of specific spell casting traces.

Then things are strange.

According to the half-elven robber, the prophet Gler. Seymer was a Lygus, and since he didn't want the matter to leak out, he just had to say hello in advance, so why use such a powerful silence curse afterwards?

And judging from the performance of this half-elf, he was completely unaware of the existence of this curse, which shows that within the half-elf circle, the prophet Glare. Seymer is not a secret at all, nor is it a taboo, and the curse is only triggered when the prophet is spoken of to the Arakuns.

The process of triggering this curse is also very interesting.

"The other party was not completely forbidden to tell the secret, but first said Glare. Semer's name, the curse just began to kick in, which shows that this name has special powers. ”

Thinking of this, Link took out his Wrath of the Sky wand and prepared to write Gler. Three words, Smoker wanted to see if the name contained special magic or contracts.

But just as he was about to make a move, Link stopped.

"If the name contains the power of contract or law, the other party is very likely to be a very powerful existence, and I have to be prepared."

With that in mind, Link walked back in Nana's direction.

There was a special magical connection between him and Nana, and soon, he found Nana and his party.

"How's it going?" Milda asked, now that she was completely back to normal, she couldn't see any traces, the flush on her face had faded away, and she had regained her white complexion, and she looked at Link normally, just like before, she couldn't see any changes, at least Link didn't notice.

This made Link secretly relieved and settled, and he also put the previous absurdity behind him: "I may have found a way to remove the collar, but this method is likely to hide great dangers. ”

"Oh, tell me about it." Relta's attention was also attracted, and Relta's strength increased rapidly, and now it was faintly about to break through level 9.

Link told him what had happened to the two half-elf bandits, and Link never said 'Gler. The name 'Semer' was replaced only by the Elven Prophet.

After saying that, he said, "I don't know what kind of power this elven prophet has, Milda, do you have any suggestions?" ”

Elves have a wide field of magic, and Link trusts Milda to give him effective advice.

Unexpectedly, Milda was distracted again, and after hearing the voice, he let out an 'ah' and asked a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" ”

The dwarf Rylta on the side was immediately unhappy, and said in a rough voice: "Your Highness Mirda, you can be distracted by such an important matter, what are you thinking?!" ”

Mirda looked ashamed, her face turned red again, and she whispered, "I'm sorry. ”

"Alright. I repeat. Link knows why, it seems that last night's incident still had an impact on Milda, and he really regrets sleeping so close to Milda last night, and it turned out to be this kind of, and now it's okay, there is more of this layer between good friends...... It's embarrassing to think about.

Calming down, Link said it again.

This time Milda was normal, and after listening carefully, she thought for a while and said, "According to the records of our clan's secret texts, the name carries power, and this situation usually occurs after the 15th level of the legend. The power carried in the name is also different, and there are three types, which are magic energy, soul, and law. Legends at level 15 can only carry ordinary magical energy, and above level 17, souls are involved. At level 19, you begin to touch the realm of the law, and one step further, you will become a demigod. ”

This is the essence of the elves, and after hearing this knowledge, Link suddenly remembered a person, that is, the shadow walker of the Pheroman world.

In the game, this guy achieved level 19 legend as a Terran assassin, and even comprehended part of the god domain, and then began to seek to become a god.

Although Morpheus has been obscure and doesn't seem to have done anything big, after he reaches level 19 in the game, any person from Feroman who says his name will immediately feel something, and if he mentions it many times in a row, he can even use it to bring down bad luck.

His name should be the power of the law.

Thinking of this, Link said, "Then let's try what kind of power this name involves, Nana, you prepare." ”

Nana nodded, drawing her severed dagger.

Milda was a little puzzled: "How are you going to try?" This will surely alarm him, and he may be able to find us by that name. ”

Link took out his wand and put it in the air a little, and released a spatial orb, and then, the ball began to deform, and finally, this spatial orb formed a very special structure, this space was completely recessed, and its interface with the outside world became a thin link.

Then Link said to Nana, "As soon as there is a situation, you will cut this spatial bond." ”

Link then said to Milda, "Nana's dagger is a bit special, it can cut through a lot of nothingness, I can't tell you the specifics, we are safe anyway." ”

This dagger can even pierce the soul in one fell swoop, that prophet Glare. No matter how strong Seymer is, he can't be more powerful than God, so Link isn't worried.

After the distorted space appeared, Link's mind moved slightly, and he used his magic energy to write 'Gler. Semer'.

As soon as the name was completed, Link felt a palpitation, as if he was being targeted by something, and at the same time, the space he had built seemed to be disturbed by some strange force, and began to disintegrate uncontrollably.

"Nana!" Link immediately shouted.

Nana's dagger slashed down, severing the spatial bond with a 'snort'.

The throbbing sensation in Link's heart disappeared suddenly, and he looked at Mirda and Relta, both of whom were also relieved.

"I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff just now, as if I was going to fall down at any moment, it was terrifying!" Relta patted herself on the chest with trepidation.

Milda also covered her forehead and said: "This power is very powerful, not to mention the palpitations, it can even collapse the spatial structure.....

An answer is already on the horizon.

Link is the builder of the Space Sphere, and he has the deepest experience, and he said what Milda didn't finish: "It's the power of the law, so it seems that this prophet should be a level 19 supreme powerhouse, he ...... Maybe they are seeking to become a god! ”

"Won't it?"

Relta began to pull his beard again, he felt that the world was getting more and more dangerous, and the legends were everywhere before, but now there was a peak powerhouse, which made him such a mortal how to be embarrassed.

Milda agrees with Link's speculation: "Link's idea should be right. In Aragu, the hatred between the Rygus, the Dwarves, and the Alakuns has accumulated for generations, and by now, this is a volcano that is about to erupt, and once released, this power is enough to turn the world upside down, and it is also enough to push a level 19 powerhouse onto the throne. ”

Milda completely spoke Link's thoughts, and he received, "The Blood-Eyed Bandits are just the beginning, they are the first knife in the hands of this legendary peak powerhouse!" ”

Relta asked, "And who is this strong man?" Aragu? Genie? Or dwarves? ”

"It could only be Aragu." Link and Milda spoke almost at the same time, and when they were done, they looked at each other and smiled.

In this world, Alakuzu has absolute knowledge and power, and only they have the possibility of advancing to the peak of level 19.

Relta was shocked: "Did I hear me right? Arakuns inciting elves and half-elves against his own kind, didn't he know that doing so would bring ruin to his kind? O my God! ”

Milda shook her head: "To eternity, race is just a shackle that can be discarded. ”

"Race is the cradle, and people can't stay in the cradle forever." Link explains.

Aragu is about to usher in a huge transformation, and they are at a time when the spark is about to be ignited.

Rylta said with a bitter face, "Then we don't have any hope of taking off this damn collar?" ”

The one who can lift the collar is a level 19 powerhouse, and they are still united with the blood-eyed bandits, and it is simply self-defeating to find this prophet to lift the collar.

Link smiled: "Actually, there is great hope. ”

"How is that possible? That guy wasn't a good guy. Relta shook her head repeatedly, not believing it at all.

Link put away his wand and explained carefully, "At this time, there should be a sect soon. There will certainly be altars of faith in the denomination, as well as the first priests. These priests may not have any healing magic, but they will certainly have the ability to remove the collar and free the slaves. ”

Every slave who has been uncollared is naturally a die-hard believer of the sect, and they will become the warriors of the sect, driven by the hatred accumulated for generations, to kill the Aragu people in a frenzy.

The church will not only give them freedom, but also strength and knowledge, and as long as they are given a period of accumulation, these slaves will form a force to be reckoned with.

At that time, Aragu will become very chaotic, and they, fishing in troubled waters, just find a priest to give them access collars.

"So what are we going to do now?"

"Find a place to hide, focus on improving strength, in as little as half a year, as much as a year, and we should be able to leave this world." (To be continued.) )