When the strength reaches a certain level, the aging of the appearance will become unusually slow, just like the tower master of the moonlit night; Originally active in the last years of the Sacred Age, then experienced the demise of the Sacred Age, the establishment of the Age of Freedom, until now, and now it is the 252nd year of the Freedom Calendar, although the tower master of the moonlit night looks a little old, but ordinary people can't imagine the real age of this old man.

Therefore, in the Dark World, it has almost become common sense not to discern the age of the other party according to their appearance; However, this lich Leslor, who has spent countless years, will not be wrong, the 'vitality' on the other party cannot be disguised - as the years go by, although it is difficult to leave traces on the bodies of those strong people, there are traces to follow after all; And Leslore happens to be very good at capturing such traces.

Therefore, at the first moment he saw Ye Qi, this lich couldn't help but be surprised - young man, he didn't know how much he had seen, but a young man who could gain such strength at such an age, this lich seemed to be the first time in his memory.

That trench coat, is it the so-called witcher?

The soul fire in his eyes kept beating because of surprise, and he looked the young man up and down at the sudden roadblock—by now, seeing Ye Qi's appearance, this lich could already be sure that Xiao Tucheng and the generation of vampires who had been sent out before to act as reconnaissance and liaison had all finished playing; With the strength of the other party, these existences have no possibility of surviving at all.

However, it wasn't angry about such a thing right now—in fact, there were so few things that could make Leslore angry. After countless years of grinding. At first, it will be angry that an important experiment has been interrupted. Even the execution of those experimental assistants who allowed other beings to disturb it, as well as the disturber himself, but since then, its anger has become less and less, and it still does not even frown.

Because, with an endless amount of time to squander, Lesloel doesn't mind experimenting again and experiencing the joy of reaction and change - that's right. It's fun; Two hundred years ago, magical experiments and the construction of spells had become the lich's pleasure rather than his initial interest.

Fun, interest, or only one word of the difference, but the former is to adjust the necessities of life, while the latter can evolve into the necessities of life.

And now, Leslore is a little more interested in the organization that can produce such a wonderful young man: the witchers.

In his memory, the witchers did not appear, but there were many self-proclaimed wizard hunters or vampire hunters, walking between various principalities and kingdoms. Solve various things that the lord can't solve for the local villagers, and then. Revenge - and this kind of behavior seems to Leslore to be no different from those mercenaries on the battlefield, vultures who move forward on the smell of corpses.

Therefore, in the face of these self-proclaimed hunters and hunters, who are essentially similar to mercenaries, Leslore was very unfavorable when he was still him; After all, as far as he knew, there were several so-called 'vampire attacks', 'werewolf attacks', and 'monster attacks' in his kingdom, which were carried out by these self-proclaimed hunters and hunters; Even if he beheaded all of them later, this disgust would last a long time.

And after he became it, he lost his affection for the existence of these self-proclaimed hunters and hunters, compared to the hornet-like attack of the Holy See, these guys are like flies, neither pricking you nor biting you, but they are annoying; Wave after wave, it's all about not shooting you to death.

Of course, in Leslor's opinion, such a deterrent is really ridiculous; Therefore, it is confronted with such a being; Whether it is from the so-called Holy See or from the hunters and hunters, it is completely unforgiving; And this practice has also won it a long period of peace.

Therefore, when it re-embarked on Lorante, it learned from the mouths of those vampires who knew that the Holy See and the Witcher had become the second of the most powerful forces in the three parties of Lorante, and they were the first two, on the contrary, the union of those kingdoms, a force with such a strange name as 'Supreme Government' was the third, Leslore's surprise can be imagined.

After all, both in his and in his memory, the Holy See and the Witcher were very weak and loose, especially the latter, although the footprints were all over Lorante, but there was no intention of gathering; Basically, they all take care of each other, and although there is communication, it is very rare.

And the one who claimed to be Lorante's most powerful force at this time: the Holy See, at most at that time was in a little better situation than the witchers; For there were some archdukes and kings who 'liked' their teachings, and allowed them to preach, and gave them a little support when due, but such support was also based on the time they were useful.

And once such value is consumed, all that awaits these guys is the shackles of being hanged; In fact, every year, the hangings of these clergy in some countries are celebrated as a festival, and then their bodies are exposed to the sun for crows and other birds to eat; After all, all the grand dukes and kings of those years considered themselves to be descendants of the sun, and bathing in the sun was their most glorious moment, and the corpses of the enemies naturally had to be handed over to the sun for examination.

Is this a rise and fall?

With countless years as a basis, Leslor's surprise quickly passed, and he only sighed slightly—after all, such alternations were normal; Just as the vast wizarding empire collapsed in just a few years, and its respected teacher died in that battle.

Until then, Leslore had always believed that his teacher was invincible and could not die.

However, looking at the young man with good strength in front of him, Leslor had a trace of interest in the so-called witcher - in its memory, except for the wizarding empire back then, any future power. It's hard to raise such young people, right?

No, no. There seems to be another ......

Not. However, if you count it seriously, that guy's words shouldn't be counted.

Thinking of something, Leslow's soul fire in his eyes beat for a while, and in order to put aside such sudden irritability, Leslor's body leaned back and looked at Ye Qi in mid-air-

"Young people. What's your name? ”

In the usual way of speaking, Leslore asked—the vocal cords made of magic, although no different from normal human speech, can be turned into weapons with a few changes; You must know that when Lu Dao engraved a spell like [Enchanting People's Hearts] on it, it took Lesloel a lot of time.

Therefore, Lanceloel does not worry that the other party will refuse to answer it because he is not used to such a question.

"Ye Qi!"

Ye Qi, who was sitting on Groen's back, felt the magic fluctuations around him with the other party's words, couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the Enma Knife. Immediately, a blade-like aura dispelled these chaotic magical fluctuations; However, for the other party's questioning. Ye Qi was not stingy in answering.

Of course, more importantly, at this moment, Ye Qi was still thinking about how to face the extraordinary powerhouse of the legendary realm among the dark wizards, the undead faction, every wizard would dabble, and the dark wizard was no exception; After all, the indefatigable, fearful servant is a good choice for any man; Therefore, there are also quite a few wizards who specialize in the undead faction; However, Ye Qi never thought about what would happen to wizards who specialized in the undead faction once they reached the realm of legends and became transcendent beings.

Therefore, when the overwhelming skeletons poured in from the south, Ye Qi was really taken aback - that boundless feeling, at a glance, it was extremely shocking; And that amount is one more evidence in the shock; Definitely not less than 10,000, this is the data that Ye Qi got.

Although it seems that most of them are ordinary skeleton warriors, the victory over quality by quantity is exactly the purpose of the school of the undead; What's more, around this transcendent powerhouse of the Legendary Realm, those undead creatures that are different from ordinary skeleton warriors at first glance, as well as the translucent ghosts floating in the sky, continue to show that this army of the undead is definitely not in quantity, and quality is also within its weight.

Although I had estimated what to do when I encountered a dark wizard who was proficient in the undead faction, but when I really saw it, Ye Qi realized how inadequate his calculation was—once such a front was rolled out, it would be more than ten kilometers, even if I had the speed of Groning, I would not be able to occupy the advantage, unless I could get out of the range of these ten kilometers in an instant.

And this is not impossible, if I turn on the [Shadow Shuttle], the range of shadows within ten kilometers is at my disposal; The only thing to worry about is that the entry and exit interval is the opponent's attack; However, this can only ensure my own safety, and if I want to stop such a long front, I am afraid that [Sun Wings] will not be able to catch it......

Sure enough, it is necessary to kill the wizard who controls everything!

Thinking of this, Ye Qi's eyes subconsciously looked at Leslor who was sitting on the skeleton carriage - this huge number of undead legions was completely because of the other party, and the best way to destroy such an undead legion was undoubtedly to kill the manipulator and the creator itself.

"Warriors? Every young warrior is so impatient! ”

Feeling the sharp blade-like aura breaking its spells, Lesloel couldn't help but be stunned, and then felt the killing intent coming down from the sky, but it was dumbfounded; It was the first time in the last thirty years that the lich had laughed, even if such a smile seemed to ordinary people to send chills down their spine.

The reason why Leslor was stunned was because of the young man's acumen, to know whether a warrior is good or not, to a large extent, it depends on whether he is keen, no matter how strong and fast a warrior is, but he is very sluggish, and his face is dangerous without knowing it, such a warrior dies the fastest.

And the reason why it laughed dumbly was that Leslore thought that the other party would do another ridiculous thing - yes, it admitted that the other party's strength was very good, especially at such an age, but there was still a considerable gap compared to it; Therefore, it decided to make such a reckless young man realize the reality; After all, it's here to deal with, something like that, isn't it?

Click!

The staff in Leslore's hand. A gentle knock on the bottom of the skeleton carriage. Then. A group of ghosts gathered around it flew into the air; did not rush towards Ye Qi, but blocked the 'road' in the sky - for Groening under the young man's seat, Leslor didn't want to 'feed' the other party for no reason, what it needed was to block the other party's retreat and fix the other party for a moment.

Quack, quack, crunch!

It was as if he had pushed open a door that had not been oiled for a long time, and the harsh and tooth-sore sound was loud under the night sky; Then. Two huge shadows emerged from the originally hard reef ground—the first was a huge palm, flesh and bone, with metal, a strange palm the size of a wheel, which broke through the ground in this way, and then the forearm, elbow joint, and hind arm; Then, the arm took on a triangular support posture and slammed into the ground.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the earth flew, and two huge figures flew towards Ye Qi in mid-air.

Boom! Boom!

Two sharp flashes slashed in mid-air, and the gray knife wind struck back and forth. slashed at two huge figures; Two rows of Martian seeds crossed through these two huge figures. But not only did they not cause due damage, but even the two huge figures did not have the slightest intention of slowing down, and still pointed directly at Ye Qi.

This result naturally surprised Ye Qi, he subconsciously slapped Groning, and the latter immediately made a quick detour around the back of these two huge figures, and again, two knives were swung out - this time it was not a swing out of thin air, but with [Sword Wind. teeth] as a basic attack.

Sting! Sting!

In the splash of sparks, a liquid with a different smell came out of these two huge figures, and these two huge figures also stopped their charging posture, flashed their wings and turned around, and at this time, Ye Qi saw the true face of these two huge figures clearly-gargoyles!

Although there have been different changes, there are more flesh-and-blood tissues, and they are far larger than the legends, but the shape and outline have not changed, and there is no difference between them and the gargoyles in Ye Qi's memory.

Gargoyles with the School of the Dead attached?

In the face of such an unknown enemy, Ye Qi subconsciously opened a certain safe distance - gargoyles, according to tradition, should belong to the product of alchemy; Some wizards habitually use these highly defensive alchemy products to guard the gate and act as guards; However, it is clear that the gargoyles in front of you are different; It's not just that size, it's that speed.

The height of an ordinary gargoyle is about twelve feet, while each gargoylee in front of him is no less than thirty feet; Of course, compared to the body size, the more important thing is speed, because of the material, the speed of the gargoyle is not too fast, although it is still beyond the reach of ordinary people, but it is not a problem for witchers.

And the speed at which the huge gargoyles in front of him burst out, not to mention an ordinary demon hunter, even if a Solar level apostle came, it was beyond his strength.

Airplanes!

At the same time as Ye Qi observed the gargoyle, a trembling sound sounded, and Ye Qi, who was always on guard against the lich below, immediately signaled Groning to retreat quickly; However, Groening was just about to move in the direction when he was stopped by a sudden ripple - this ripple had no color, it was completely transparent, but Ye Qi had 'seen' such an existence with his own eyes, not like a ripple, but in the shape of an arrow.

Passing by Groening, it was obvious that Groening could also see such a shape, and felt extremely dangerous, otherwise he would not have been able to stop at all.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

In the face of this sudden attack, before Ye Qi could react, a continuous trembling sound, and one after another 'arrows' suddenly appeared, and then began to circle and rotate around Ye Qi and the two huge gargoyles, as if they were fish, but such fish were undoubtedly extremely dangerous, and even Ye Qi felt the danger, he instinctively didn't want to touch these 'arrows', otherwise, something bad would definitely happen.

This is......

Looking at the 'arrow' who 'trapped' himself and the two huge gargoyles, Ye Qi couldn't help frowning, and the next moment, Leslore, who was sitting in his carriage, spoke again-

"I'm a traditional wizard and I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat, so even if I get close to a young man like you, I have no choice but to die; Therefore, I chose the way I am good at - this is the path [Soul Power] that I realized after entering the Legendary Realm and becoming an extraordinary powerhouse, and what you are facing now is the small skill [Soul Arrow] extended from the [Soul Power], of course, so many [Soul Arrows] are actually still advanced applications, I call them [Soul Gladiatorial Arena]! ”

Leslore didn't mind in the slightest and said what she could call secret.

"As the name suggests, in this [Soul Arena], you only have two choices, the two servants who defeat me can survive, and if you lose, you will survive in another form; Of course, if you can directly break through the [Soul Gladiatorial Arena], I will use Leslore's name as a guarantee, and I choose to admit defeat! ”

Another form of survival, of course, refers to the undead, and Ye Qi will not agree with this way of survival, so when the other party's voice just fell, the Enma Knife in Ye Qi's hand was a rapid wave-

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

PS First Update~~~Timing~~~ (To be continued......)