readx;?“ Tell me about it! Tell me how you killed the hundred-armed giant that day. After sitting on the bench in the lounge, a member of the City Lord's Guard began to eagerly inquire about the news he wanted.www.biquge.info And judging by his face, this one seems to be underage.

Although Barrett had only been in the Guard for a short time, the contact in the past few days had also given the aborigines a first glimpse of his temperament - in their eyes, the deputy captain of the airborne third detachment was a kind person, not the arrogant type. So when it comes to talking, it is naturally not as restrained as it was at the beginning.

But although he had a certain amount of psychological preparation in advance, Barrett was still stunned after the other party asked this question. Then he stretched out his index finger and shook it, then pointed to it: "Lord Earl has given a gag order." Otherwise, I'd be happy to talk to you about that. ”

"A gag order?" The native shook his head and sat aside. Bolim led the army to Ji Yanming, and since the Earl had given such an order, he naturally knew that he might not be able to gossip about anything.

At this moment, the young man at the other end of the room who was carrying the kettle and pouring it into his mouth turned his head and laughed and scolded: "I told you that this kind of thing is not so easy to find out. If it weren't for the Earl's arrangement, such a big matter would have been known to the whole territory. ”

"It's a great thing! You need to hide it like this! The baby's face, which looked like it was still underage, immediately shouted.

"Where is the territory hidden? The news of the slaying of the hundred-armed giant is now the most popular passage in the troubadours' poetry. Barrett, who said this, pretended to touch his chin proudly, "But some details are related to the secrets of the territory." Naturally, it cannot be announced so easily. ”

"But why is your identity a secret, if it weren't for the news that you were coming. We don't know exactly who solved the hundred-armed giant. The babyface continued to ask.

"The Earl has a reason for arranging this. Those of us at the bottom just need to be obedient, and it's just a waste of energy to think so much. Barrett raised an eyebrow as he said this, "And to keep a little mysterious, it can arouse the inquisitive hearts of civilians." That would keep the conversation hot. ”

"It's too complicated, isn't it? Forget it, I still don't want to, this kind of thing is really not what I'm good at. The young man immediately leaned back against the bench with his forehead on his back.

It's been three days since he joined the City Lord's Guard, and Barrett, who was separated from his companions, is gradually adjusting to life here. As the name suggests, the Lord's Guard is the personal guard of the Lord of Poitou, the Earl of Bolim. In addition to taking care of his daily life, you will also be required to go with the army in times of war - not just a simple honor guard.

As a result, the members of the City Lord's Guard are the elite of Boreham's rank-and-file soldiers, and they are selected from various formations to join what they consider to be a glorious unit - and not just because of the higher pay and smoother channels for advancement. More importantly, through competition after competition, they prove that they are better than others in the selection process.

Of course, the small number of city lords' guards are not always in front of the stage, in fact, the most conspicuous guards often have nothing to do with them. These true elites tend to stay behind the scenes, like the Secret Guard that Barrett had been aware of in the past. However, this situation was far away as the peace passed, and when the Earl of Boreham led the army, they would be on the front lines.

Judging from the strength alone, Barrett can completely lead the position of a detachment leader in the city lord's guard. However, he did not serve in the city lord's guard and suddenly parachuted, so naturally he could only receive a deputy position with no real power. Otherwise, no matter how strong the strength is, it will be difficult to convince the public.

What's more, the Earl of Boreham didn't intend to keep Barrett in the City Guard's guard for long. In his eyes, this arrangement was only a temporary measure, to keep Barrett in the sunlight away from the dagger in the shadows. This is not foolproof, but it is much more secure.

If the spies arranged by the Lucians really dare to stretch out their claws in this situation, the Boreham Lords have a good chance of cutting them all off. As for Barrett's next arrangement, the Earl of Boreham has not found a suitable position for the time being. It's not an easy task to get the most out of Barrett.

Just when Barrett was bragging and farting with the members of the Guard in addition to his daily training. The anvil sweated in front of the furnace again. He is about to join the blacksmith battalion and is undergoing intensive training within the clan. Although he has greatly improved his status in the clan after becoming the Brave of Stone, even he can't release water because of the income of the craftsmen who are related to the honor of the dwarves.

In fact, there was no Anvil's name in the recruitment list of these two clans, so when his news appeared in front of the eyes of those clan elders, it really shocked them. As a result, after assessing the blacksmith skills of the anvil, they were almost plucked out of their beards - who let the anvil, who was busy with adventures during this time, not only lost all the original craftsmanship, but also did not invest in this aspect at all.

The status of blacksmiths in the Western Continent has always been not low, and skilled blacksmiths in the manor can even have fair conversations with stewards. Although the blacksmith with the army is hard, it is relatively safe, not to mention that he can enjoy a certain share of the spoils. It's a good job in the army.

Of course, this is only for the average blacksmith, and the dwarven craftsmen will be paid more - but the main reason why they joined the army is because of the agreement they made with the Boreham family. The dwarves are extremely stubborn in this regard, and strive to do their best every time.

Although these stone people are not people who do not know how to be flexible, there are also incidents every year on the Western Continent that want to play dwarves against being tricked. But once the promise is fulfilled, these bearded men will never be compromised in the process of execution - so the anvil can only be blamed for the day and night of the iron furnace hammer in the days before the army is drawn.

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At the same time, the harsh hiss and fishy smell made the surrounding environment a little weird. Most of the houses along the square are made of light brown granite. The loss of time has more or less given them some traces. The creepers that covered the side walls and the moss in the corners were one of them.

But now those creepers are like wheat that has not rained for a long time, and their heads are drooping. The moss, which was originally wet, curled up into numerous folds like used toilet paper.

Suddenly, there was a slight bulge in the throat under one of the dragon's heads. The Vaal Knight, who was familiar with the dragon's habits, immediately understood what the other party was going to do next.

With his seemingly slow and fast pace of gradual transition from heel to full ball. The Vaal Knight, who had moved a full 50 feet diagonally to the right, managed to avoid the indigo electricity that erupted from the dragon's head with its massive head shield.

Unfortunately, the bronze lamppost in the square was not so lucky. It came into contact with a linear stream of energy 5 feet in diameter and up to 120 feet in length - molten into a red copper juice like soft clay. Except for a small number of splashes, which caused the surrounding marble slabs to be pitch black and smoke. Slowly flowing towards the surroundings as it descended.

But before the Vaal Knight could rush to the other side, a second breath appeared in the path of the Vaal Knight like a shadow. Sliding sideways, the Vaal Knight leaned backwards and twisted his waist and successfully controlled his center of gravity. He made another unbelievable move, avoiding his opponent's second combo.

An orange-red cone-shaped flame spread out from the dragon's beak, the base of the cone was 60 feet apart, and the 60 feet away was a hot breath. Not only did it burn the ground severely, but even the air around it distorted its vision from the intense heat.

"Spit Weapon" is a different name from other dragons' breaths - each head of the Colored Prince can breathe out the breath of any colored dragon. What's more, unlike the other dragons, the Colored Prince's breath can be breathed without any pause.

In fact, "Dragon's Breath" is a misnomer. Because fire, poison, acid, or other substances are delivered from the upper stomach, not from the lungs. More precisely, those energy streams are actually vomiting rather than exhaling. Therefore, the use of "breath" to describe it is first and foremost the subjective judgment of the ignorant.

The stomach of the colored dragon consists of two parts: the smaller "upper stomach", and the stomach chamber. The elemental energy sent by the heart through the basal blood vessels is stored in the upper stomach until it is needed. This energy can be used both to aid digestion - in this case, to flow food from the esophagus into the muscular stomach as it reaches the muscular stomach, and to form the dragon's spitting weapon.

A small amount of this energy seeps from the dragon's upper stomach into the esophagus, mouth, and nose, and it may emanate from those places in the form of wisps of smoke or poisonous mist. Of course, another reason to convince humans that spitting weapons is part of the respiratory system. When most dragons use a bite attack, this oozing energy will also deal damage.

So the dragon's breathing power stems from the fact that the energy that activates the spitting weapon is the same energy that drives the beast's digestion. When a dragon is severely injured, its body releases a large amount of adrenaline directly into the bloodstream, which in turn sends a wave of elemental energy to the creature's organs.

To prepare for the upcoming flow of energy, the dragon's digestive tract will clear the energy that has been stored inside it. Essentially, the dragon's breath is vomited from the stomach chambers rather than the upper stomach, which normally stores energy.

Each time the stomach and muscles need to be "refilled" for tens of seconds or minutes, because almost all the energy that comes out of the heart during the battle is used to spit weapons.

This makes it impossible for the dragon to use the Spit Weapon until the upper stomach starts to recharge the muscular stomach with energy. That's why the dragon can only use breath again after a short break.

But the colored prince is different, it is a living form that is not naturally conceived. From the day it was born, it existed for the purpose of fighting and killing. Its unique physiological structure and strong cardiopulmonary capacity make its breath like a surging river. The random pay-off mechanism makes each breath appear before it appears; Even the colored prince himself did not know the specific effect.

This kind of attack method is not fully controlled by the user, although it seems inflexible to many people. But it also makes people who detect the ability to think, hint and other spells lose the way to crack to a certain extent.

A succession of spitting attacks continued to appear in the same place where the Vaal Knights had previously stayed. It was as if he would be baptized with this vomit as soon as he shifted half a beat slower.

This feeling of frustration in the attack has not been tasted by the Vaal knights for a long time. Cone Attack: An icy aura like the most translucent veil, a dense pale green corrosive cloud, an orange-red tongue of fire accompanied by heat waves and thick smoke; Linear Attack: Silent lightning and yellow-green acidic liquid. It comes from the breath of the five dragons, like bullets fired from a submachine gun. Although he has not done any harm to the Vaal Knight so far, it has severely restricted his freedom of movement.

What made him frown even more was the only unique dragon breath of the Colored Prince, the jet-black Hellfire. It was an evil magical energy, not flame, so any kind of fire protection would not be useful. It has been studied that only the ability to protect against evil or magic will work against it.

But an attack that misses, no matter how strong it is, won't hurt a single hair of the Vaal Knight. But he was worried about something else, for the parts of the square that had been burned by the hellfire had been desecrated by the energy of the lower planes. Such an environment is like the evil dwelling technique in the priest's 5 ring spells, and it will not only have a bad impact on the longevity of the people living around it. At the same time, it is also possible to breed all kinds of mutated evil things.

This is because the mysterious elemental nature of the dragon is one of the most bizarre unknown mysteries. The energy flowing through the dragon's heart and blood will spread to the surrounding area with death, creating an area of environmental chaos. The surrounding area will be flooded with the dragon's internal energy, which can cause permanent or at least extremely long-lasting environmental changes. At that time, with the spraying of dragon's breath, it would have the same effect? The Vaal Knight didn't say he hadn't seen it, he hadn't even heard of it before. (To be continued.) )