After the equivalent of the oath is completed, the candidate takes off his shirt, bare his shirt, and kneels with his back to Romlås.

Originally, the candidate's posture was gender-specific, with the male candidate facing Romrose and the female candidate facing Romrose and wearing a small vest.

However, many female candidates have expressed dissatisfaction, and they prefer to give up shame in order to let the soul seal leave the scar on the body in the heart rather than on the shoulder, and choose to strip off the upper body and "brand" on the front.

Of course, Romrose refused, he was not a voyeur, and he did not want the Soul Warrior to become a war machine with no human nature and no taboos.

So now both men and women are the same, with their backs to Romulus and leaving the scars on their backs.

"Are you ready?"

Romulus stood, the flail in his hand swaying, and the hammer head was full of copper light, gradually extending its spikes.

"For the Empire!"

"For humanity!"

"For Romrose!"

After shouting slogans, the candidates gritted their teeth and got ready.

Titled Eternal Serenity, the flail of the artifact that had once been with Tudor the Great, pulled out a brilliance that seemed to come from the reckless world, and fell heavily on the candidate's back.

The candidate let out a scream as his body sank, the ground on his knees hummed, and a faint cloud of smoke and dust spilled over the edge of the metal plate.

On the candidate's back, a patch of flesh rolled up, and the bloody wounds were as deep as the bone, interspersed with bits and pieces of copper-colored shards.

The Arcanist who was standing next to him rushed over to pick up the candidate left and right, dragging him to the next room.

Implant dragon crystal fragments to absorb the power of the sea of stars left in the body of eternal tranquility, and after a period of soul smelting and physical tempering, most candidates can absorb these power of the sea of stars into their souls. Mending the soul that has been scarred by eternal tranquility is the soul seal.

As long as the candidate's soul is strong enough, after the soul seal is successfully condensed, he will be able to possess the illusion of Romeros in his soul, and the power of the star sea will be endless, and he can grow.

The process of "Soul Statue Empowerment" is so simple and crude, thanks to the Arcanists who have created a technique that borrows the dragon's spirit to stimulate the power of the sea of stars.

One of the reasons why Romulos accepted the power dedication of the white dragon and the black dragon through the bloodline, and allowed himself to obtain many of the powers in the dragon's bloodline, was to transmit the power of the sea of stars through the dragon's bloodline.

This candidate is young enough and determined enough that he should be fine.

Romulos thought so, and held a moment of silence for the thousands of losers who had been severely damaged in their bodies or had their souls broken. They are brave, but their qualifications cannot match their courage.

The next one is a female candidate, very young, tall, fit, and half-elf, which is extremely rare among soul warriors.

Her fanatical gaze was mixed with a little impurity, and she directly ripped off the small vest on her body, and a pair of great giants bounced out.

She stood in front of Romrose and said, "Your Majesty, I ask that the scar be left on my heart." If not, I'd rather die!"

The head of ceremonies shouted loudly from the side: "Dare to go against His Majesty's will!

Romrose's gaze fell on the other's pointed ear, and the strange thought made him trance, as if it was another pointed ear standing in front of him.

The emperor suddenly felt a fever in his chest and abdomen, and his throat was dry.

He raised his hand to stop the guard, looked at the other party for a moment before saying, "It's not good that your claims will affect the power I grant to you and leave a special mark on your soul. ”

"But I can make an exception for you, I will use double my power to drive away those impurities, it is dangerous, and you know the consequences. Now, you still have options. ”

The half-elf's expression changed, but she held her chest higher as she focused on her gaze like a few fireworks.

She said in a slightly trembling voice: "Even if I die in the hands of Your Majesty, I have no regrets!"

"Very good......

Romrose lowered his eyes and swung his flail.

The half-elf fell to the ground with a muffled thud, and the beauty that had been heart-wrenching turned into rotten flesh.

The director stepped forward and rolled her eyelids, shook her head and said, "There's no need to implant dragon crystals, she's already useless." ”

The guard dragged away the half-elf, and the director saw that Romrose's face was a little ugly, and carefully persuaded: "Your Majesty has already given her a chance, but she didn't grasp it." ”

Romulos didn't speak, but he sneered in his heart.

Instead of double the standard power, he used four or even five times as much.

Ever since this slut seduced him into having distracting thoughts, he hadn't thought about giving her a chance.

Qili is holy and pure, and cannot be desecrated by anyone, not even herself.

The others, like the Director, thought that the Emperor was blaming themselves, and they cast disdainful glances at the half-elf whose soul had collapsed, and no one spoke.

Suppressing the churning of his thoughts, ready to give the next man his strength, the teleportation ring vibrated slightly, sending urgent news into his field of vision.

"The White Bird Kingdom and the Pegasus Kingdom rebelled, and the rebel parties both raised the banner of the Red Federation......"

The title made Romrose change color, and when he looked at the details, his expression became more and more solemn.

"Dwarven Revolutionary Army, Lizardmen Independence Army, Goblin Freedom Alliance, Anti-Tyranny Alliance......"

"The revolt spread to seven cities, and the local garrison and the Church of the Will were routed......"

He sighed in a low voice, "Your Highness Qili, now my hope for you is no longer just a matter between private people. ”

..................

In the Forgotten Forest, the Viscount of the Golden Deer, Zhuogong-Jinlu rides in a floating chariot in the style of an aristocratic carriage, hugs the newly-acquired little lover, beckons the men in the front seat to lower the height, and rushes through the lush foliage of the towering giant trees.

A few glasses of the sandy fiery wine of the Benoin Desert were nothing to the tried-and-true Drogon, but he wanted to hear the crunch of the branches and leaves grinding and even breaking, and he wanted to feel the devastating vibration, and his blood was boiling.

In the past few years, the Forgotten Forest has been very restless, and there are many terrifying rumors related to the Red Federation. The people of the Red Federation have been operating here, and hundreds of thousands of half-elves have been transferred, causing the "traditional business" of various families to collapse.

As the eldest son of the old aristocratic Golden Deer family, Zhuogong-Golden Deer has always advocated not relying on gods or empires, strengthening the private army, self-reliance, and cleaning up the Red Union people and horses in the Forgotten Forest, as well as the half-elves who dare to follow the Red Union to make trouble.

However, his father, Viscount Golden Deer, like Count Chenge, the largest nobleman in the Forgotten Forest, was frightened by what happened to Count Skywan-Sunstar, and did not dare to clash head-on with the Red Alliance forces at all. They didn't even want to do the trivial thing of sending people to search the mountains, they just knew to hug the thigh of the Imperial Governor Stitch and wait for death.

Now, what kind of revolutionary proclamation has the Red Union issued to stir up the situation in the entire main plane. At this time, even if Her Majesty the Goddess is unable to take care of the main plane, Her Majesty the Empress is bound to be tough.

Just now, he met with many noble children to discuss how to take advantage of the situation to make the Forgotten Forest, a vast forest that must belong to them in the future, more peaceful and better.

At the meeting, they formed an organization called the "Elven Brotherhood", made a vow to advance and retreat together in life and death, and even tattooed a pattern of the main elven god Kerryrond on their chests.

Soon, he'll be on his toes.

The smoke and wine were more ambitious, and the slight vibration of the shield-mounted floating car through the jungle made Zhuo Gong's soul fly to the mother tree, and he didn't come to his senses until the floating car fell to the ground and shook violently.

Seeing a person and a leopard in front of him falling to the ground through the car window, Zhuo Gong was furious: "Which slut is in the way!?"

The black and yellow spotted leopard is the most common tamed bladetooth leopard in the Forgotten Forest, and although the nobles sometimes ride it, it is only for fun, and it is all a noble and rare species such as pure white. This low-class goods, nicknamed the "Forgotten Forest Pastoral Leopard", have always been ridden by freemen and even slaves.

The men in the front seat got out of the car and kicked the white-clad half-elf who was squatting next to the leopard, shouting loudly.

The little lover also went down, looked at the leopard's situation, and asked the half-elf to drag the leopard away, after all, it was a woman, and she was soft-hearted.

Zhuo Gong didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, but when he saw the half-elf standing upright on the side, not even lowering his neck, his heart exploded, and his anger was ignited by the wine.

At the party, the brothers complained one after another, exchanging their own experiences and rumors of others. For tens of thousands of years, the untouchables and slaves who had been on their knees and prostrated at the sight of them now had the audacity to plunder property, beat and insult their masters, and take it for granted.

At that time, Zhuo Gong smashed a table, raised his wine glass and shouted: "This chaotic and evil way of the world will definitely end in the hands of our brotherhood!"

Now this kind of thing has happened to me, that untouchable seems to be a free man, but the free man is a nobleman, isn't it still a pariah?

How dare he stiffen his neck and look unconvinced?

What about his ethics, what about his shame, where did he get the guts!?

Zhuo Gong got out of the car and rushed towards the half-elf, shouting: "If I don't hang your pointy ears here today, I won't be from the Golden Deer family!"

First, one leg, the side of the opponent's body avoided.

There was another slap, and the other party flashed back.

Then there were two fists, and the half-elf with only a rope around his waist and the smell of gum sap shouted while dodging: "Why did you hit me?

Zhuo Gong is a second-class noble priest, and he can't bargain for this kind of sap farmer who shuttles between the trees all day long. He looked at his subordinates next to him angrily, and the other party actually persuaded him: "Young master, the recent momentum ...... Don't ......."

"Fuck off——!"

Zhuo Gong kicked his men down, turned back to the hovercar, and took out the pure gold sword that his grandfather had passed on to him.

The little lover was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak when he saw the long sword, and shrank far away, Zhuo Gong used the magic light technique, and the long sword suddenly brightened like a pillar of light.

"Untouchables, get on your knees!"

Holding the lightsaber and walking towards the half-elf, Zhuo Gong thought about cutting off his arms and then his legs first, in short, he wouldn't kill him, it would be too cheap for him, cut it down and toss it slowly.

The cold wind swept by his side, and the long sword in his hand was actually blown away by something, it was the blade-toothed leopard that was injured.

The bladetooth leopard whipped its sword away with its tail, not daring to make eye contact with Zhuogong, and let out a low snoring sound, which shrank into a ball of fear and pain.

The domesticated bladetooth leopard will never hurt the half-elves, let alone the nobles, and this step is already its limit.

Zhuo Gong didn't care about cleaning up this "cruel and savage" leopard, his eyes fell on the ground in front of him, and the long sword landed right at the feet of the white-clothed half-elf!

The half-elf subconsciously picked up the long sword, and only came back to his senses when he stood up.

Zhuo Gong sneered: "What, you dare to stab me with a sword?"

"Come on, stab me!"

He said in an extremely bitter tone, "Do you dare?

Although there was chaos everywhere, Zhuo Gong either stayed in his castle on weekdays, or fooled around with those fox friends and dogs in the surrounding human towns, and he didn't see it with his own eyes.

The untouchables and slaves who dared to rebel were in the minority, and Zhuo Gong did not think that his luck was so bad.

Of course, he didn't think that his momentum was so bad, and he couldn't even shake such a pariah who lived on the sap of rubber tapping trees.

"Come on!"

Zhuo Gong raised his voice, causing the half-elf to tremble in fright.

"Don't dare to stab, kneel on the ground and crawl over on your knees......"

Zhuo Gong forced the other party with the gaze of an eagle overlooking its prey: "Hold the sword with both hands, return the sword to me, and kowtow to me again." ”

The white-clothed half-elf widened his eyes, and the intense question in his eyes Zhuo Gong could see it at a glance.

He laughed and said in a low voice with the corners of his mouth slanted, "Worried that I will cut you?"

"Don't worry, you won't die, your ...... My family won't die, and I'm very merciful. ”

Feeling that his momentum was enough, he suddenly shouted, "Climb here!

The previous pressure was just a cutting board, but now using this iron cone is enough to destroy the opponent's will.

Zhuo Gong felt that today's small accident could be the talk of the next party.

Just thinking so, the half-elf in white did come.

The corners of his mouth had just curled up again, and they froze.

The other party didn't crawl over, but rushed over......

Like a wounded tiger and leopard, the white-clothed half-elf rushed over, and the long sword pierced through the soft armor on Zhuo Gong's body, stabbing through the abdomen and penetrating through the tail vertebrae.

Zhuo Gong's eyes bulged, he grabbed the other party's shoulders in disbelief, his cheeks twitched, and he muttered fiercely: "You...... You're crazy...... Crazy?"

With a shake of his body, Zhuo Gong's eyes were bloodshot, and the other party pulled out his sword and stabbed it again.

This time he was speechless, and the other party was trembling with nervousness, mechanically drawing his sword, stabbing in, pulling, and stabbing ......

It wasn't until countless swords were stabbed in the heart and mouth, and it took a lot of trouble for the legendary priest to arrive, that the other party came to his senses.

Zhuo Gong fell on his back, and the white-clothed half-elf turned his head to look at Zhuo Gong's subordinates, and the other party and Zhuo Gong's little lover retreated one after another.

Clutching his sword, the half-elf hurried into the dense forest with a blade-toothed leopard with a broken leg.

Zhuo Gong lay in a pool of blood, covering his heart with one hand and his stomach with the other.

His three-legged cat's healing magic couldn't even stop the bleeding, let alone the intestines that slipped out.

He twitched and looked left and right, trying to call for help.

His subordinates came over, but they were holding a camera ball in their hands!

"Save ......"

He tried to open his mouth, but the final exit was a "meow".

Zhuo Gong stopped struggling, and his pupils dissipated.

The moment before his consciousness dissipated, he still felt incredible.

Why is this the case?

What did he do wrong?

In the dense forest, the white-clothed half-elf bandaged the bladetooth leopard's injured leg and took out a piece of paper from his backpack.

It was a piece of waste paper covered with stains, with neither words nor patterns, but in the eyes of the half-elves, it was lines of words that shimmered red, as if they were burning.

"This is a revolution that knows no territory, no country, no race!

"Plainsmen, icemen, Bennuins, mountainmen, half-elves, halflings, grey elves, half-bloods, dragons, lizardmen, orcs, dwarves, and goblins!"

"Unite and overthrow the slave owners and the aristocracy who have taken possession of your property, your labor, and even your body!"

"Unite and break free from the Church and the gods, who possess your souls!"

"All mortals who love freedom and yearn for happiness, unite and fight for a better tomorrow!"

The half-elf read it over and over again, and the extreme fear of killing the nobleman just now gradually dissipated, replaced by a fiery impulse.

He wanted to meet the people who wrote them, and he wanted to be united with people who identified with them like him, and who had done something like him.

There was no way back for himself, and for his family, and he had to find a new path.

During the heat flow tumbling, there was an extra line of small words under these lines.

"If you want to be liberated, the suffering people of the Forgotten Forest, come to us in the Valley of Dragonstream. ”

He whispered as he read the last few words: "We are...... Forgotten Forest ...... The People's Liberation Army ......"

Tears dripped down the paper, and they were tears of joy.

The half-elf shuddered, trying to suppress the urge to jump up and shout.

He clenched his fists and whispered, "People's Liberation Army...... They're real! they're really here!"

Holding the blade-toothed leopard, the half-elf said powerfully: "Xiaohua, let's go to the People's Liberation Army together!"

The bladetooth leopard whined and limped in an extremely human manner, following its white-clothed and red-dyed master.

..................

"The cardinal's speech was like opening Pandora's box, and in just a few days, the demonic invasion has become insignificant, and the main plane of Fein is full of smoke. ”

"Who has made the ruling class so stupid as to treat the broad masses of the working people as a threat worse than the devil?"

"They huddled in the safety of the castle and put the people in the belly of the devil, and the people did not forget their faces when they enslaved and oppressed themselves. Compared to demons, the nobles, officials, and clergy were more evil beings. ”

"Crimson Mania has arrived!"

In East Fein, in a hidden bay near Prell City, Wild Hunt One, like a steel sea monster, leans against the edge of the cavern docks. The rest of the Hunters' Guild counted the results and wrote the report, while Daniel and the captain watched Crimson Com chat in the break room.

"Don't be too optimistic......"

A voice with a strong air of laziness said, "At least on the Dawning Empire's side, the situation is not very ideal. The Church of Order is still very effective in controlling and brainwashing the grassroots people in the empire, the struggle is long-term, and the current situation is still very early before the decisive battle. ”

The man slumped onto the sofa like them, and continued to point out in an old-fashioned manner: "Of course, it is precisely because the Order Church is powerful enough that once there is really a rebellion in the territory of the Dawning Empire...... No, if it should be called an uprising, the scale and intensity of it must be not trivial, and we must keep an eye on it and be ready to support it at any time. ”

"That makes a lot of sense......

Daniel sighed, "But why did it come out of your mouth, and what are you doing here? Your Majesty Cheyenne?"

The person who came was Xia An, a white-haired young man who killed Matt, and he said solemnly: "Of course I'm not here to travel, it's for business." ”

Daniel frowned and asked, "Your Majesty is going to have any special tasks that we need the Wild Hunter Guild to do?"

Cheyenne snorted a few times, looked left and right at no one else, lowered her voice and said, "I heard you guys...... Caught a mermaid, that kind of ...... Mermaid. ”

Daniel's eyes widened: "Your Majesty, do you want to take it for yourself? She is not a commodity, she is one of the sacrifices of the Liviit Sacrifice Order, and she is almost like a saint in the human race." ”

"No, no, no......"

Cheyenne waved her hand: "I'm not interested in the kind of beauty that can only be used with a mouth, compared to the kind of beautiful fish people who can play with their legs, my interest is a little higher...... Uh, look at me?"

Daniel looked left and right: "I'm thinking about whether to call a picket......"

Cheyenne coughed and changed her words: "Just kidding, it's just to liven up the atmosphere, and it's really still a child......"

"That's right, considering the image of mermaids and their specialties, they are very rare talents for our Wanmeng Association and the Literary Commune, so I came over to see if I could transform this mermaid and let her join the literary and artistic cause of serving the people. ”

"It's not my selfishness, it's with the consent of the central government. ”

Hearing Cheyenne's intentions, Daniel sighed: "Your Majesty, I feel that you take this matter very simply." ”

Cheyenne was surprised: "How do you say this?"

Daniel asked: "Do you think that mermaids have a weak temperament, gentle and kind, and it is a matter of a few words and at most a matter of inspiration to win them to join our Red Alliance?"

Cheyenne pinched her chin and said, "Although I think so, since you asked so, there must be something strange and strange, I'm listening." ”

"No, it's not weird and peculiar," said Daniel, "and your belief in loveliness is justice, and that Highness Kiri, whose belief is beauty is justice, I don't think you are fit to deal with mermaid affairs." ”

"This ......"

Cheyenne was a little embarrassed: "Is there such a big deviation?"

Daniel nodded seriously: "Now there is a person, a guy who originally had a fairly firm faith, but because of the presence of mermaids, his faith began to waver. Your arrival, and what you want to do, will complicate things and mistakes will continue to grow. ”

Cheyenne sighed, her eyes flashing: "Then I'm even more curious, who is that person? What happened?"

Daniel rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, how can we report a headache to the top." ”