Chapter 689: Berserk Judge
If Ferrie Lodge is replaced as the protagonist of this book, maybe the name of the book should be changed from "Otherworld: League of Legends Mall" to "Otherworld: The Revenge of the Fallen Prince", I have to say that this name is simply vulgar and bloody to the extreme, but in fact, this is what happened.
A prince who was originally not ranked at all in strength, after a sudden change in his family, rose in anger, and directly transferred from a small mage to a super god furious berserker, not only can he kill indiscriminately on the battlefield under the bombardment of three super-level mage towers, but he can even grab the food of a super-level mage, and after he and the other two mage towers broke out of the formation, he directly broke the defense of the mage tower, and rushed to the tower to kill the super-level mage. Rocky rushed to the tower, and there was more than that.
It's not a fantasy story anymore, it's more like a mythical story!
"Can one person really change so much in such a short period of time?"
The stunned Fei Lin couldn't help but ask, even if he is a film with a system, the improvement of his strength may not be as terrifying as Fei Rui Lodge, but to say that he used to hide his strength, it is impossible to be so stupid, and he is still unwilling to expose himself after the family is ruined?
Besides, if Fei Rui Lodge had such strength before, even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it, and if the court mage group didn't have a way to detect their strength, how could they ensure the safety of the palace? The strength of every royal family member was clearly understood by them, and it was impossible for such a big omission.
"We also have a little bit of speculation in our hearts. ”
Mage Ralph and Mage Becky looked at each other, nodded, and said, "We suspect that he is no longer the Ferry Lodge of the past. ”
"The current Ferrie Lodge is a complete light elemental affinity physique, and his fighting spirit and combat skills are also light attributes, which are completely different from the previous Ferrie Lodge. ”
"We guess that he may have been exchanged for a soul by the Holy See of Light!"
"What?!"
Fei Lin was shocked, is there still such an operation in this world? Fei Lin originally thought that he was the only person in this world whose soul occupied the body, but now it seems that there is such a secret method as "rebirth" in this world?
"The Holy See of Light... Is there such a spell that manipulates souls?"
"Since ancient times, the Holy See of Light and the Dark Sanctuary have been the two most soul-toying forces on the Great Road. ”
Master Ralph nodded solemnly and said this secret thing, "At the beginning, when the Church of Light was preaching, it was the kind of method used to play with the soul, and even said that they learned the secret method of the soul type before those people in the Dark Sanctuary, but now few people know about it, and the Church of Light now also defines the soul spell as an evil spell and strictly supervises it, except for the dark mage and the Church of Light, basically no one else will use the soul spell." ”
"As for this Ferrie Lodge now...... He reminds us of a man's name, a former Grand Knight. ”
"Saint, Raging Adjudicator, Jerica. ”
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"Tuk Tuk!"
"Master Jerica!"
The door was opened from the inside, and the light shone on the face of the person who opened the door, which was exactly what Ferrie Lodge looked like, but now he had a more hideous face.
"Call me by my name, Ferrie Lodge, if you make this mistake again, go back to the adjudication office and receive the punishment yourself!"
"Uh, yes, yes!
The man who called the door was dressed as a priest, and there was a bowl of bright red and blood-like potion on the plate in his hand, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart, he was really lost in his mind, and it was not good to enjoy happiness on the holy mountain, and it was really unlucky to serve such a moody lord for a little merit!
No matter how you say it, you can be regarded as a middle-level person on the holy mountain, but compared to the person in front of you, you are simply a minion among minions.
Jereka O'Mein, seven hundred and twenty-eight years ago, a judge belonging to the Holy Mountain Tribunal, was extremely talented, and it took less than eighty years to cultivate into an eleventh-order knight captain, and then as a judge, he went all over the continent to hunt down the rats of the Dark Sanctuary, and was stunned to use the blood of countless people to forge his legendary strength of the twelfth-order grand knight captain, and was given the title- The Raging Judge, unlike other priests who have always professed to love the world, has a reputation for killing, and his methods are so brutal that even the Dark Templars are terrified.
It can be said that seven hundred years ago, at least half of the credit for the dormant strength of the Dark Sanctuary was due to this violent judge, which can be described as a fierce reputation.
Unfortunately, along with this prestige, there are also injuries that are difficult to suppress.
If you want to get as much as you want, you must pay as much as you want, and you must give up if you have it, this is the truth that will not change in any world, Jereka O'Meiin has achieved a legend in a hundred years, and the price paid is the overdraft of the body and life.
Originally, a normal legendary powerhouse, whether it was a warrior or a mage, relying on the support of the energy in his body, even a short-lived human could easily live for three or four hundred years, and those who were good at maintaining health were not without appearance in five hundred years.
But Jereka, whose lifespan lasted only one hundred and thirty years, was one hundred and ten years old, and after he was one hundred and ten years old, he stepped down from his position as the chief of the Inquisition, and hid into the Holy Mountain without any further news, and it was not until three hundred years later that the news came out that he had fallen for more than a hundred years.
However, it is rumored that Jereka's talent and name have reached the ears of the Lord God of Light, and even a noble Lord God can't bear to watch such a brilliant and powerful believer like himself disappear, so he sent an archangel to sit down to lead Jereka's soul into the Light God Realm and become a Holy Spirit in the Light God Realm.
As for why this Holy Spirit Jereika, who was supposed to live forever in the kingdom of light, reappeared on the continent of Azers, and how he occupied Ferrie Lodge, no one knows, even the priest of light who came to bring him medicine.
"Jay... Well, Your Highness Ferry, how are your injuries?"
Watching Ferrie Lodge take the bowl of bright red potion and drink it down, the Light Priest couldn't help but ask, a few days ago, he was really shocked to see this adult come back from the battlefield with blood on the corner of his mouth and a pale face—could there be anyone else in this place who could hurt him?
"Hmph, it's all right. ”
Ferrie Lodge wiped the liquid from the corners of his mouth, as terrifying as a demon who had sucked blood, and the hideousness and tyranny in his eyes were hardly like what a light believer could show.
"This body... Otherwise, how could I have been injured in the hands of those three little cubs, hmph, wait, wait for that spell to completely drain the vitality of that little cub, and that is when we break into the kingdom of Rocky!"
As he spoke, a burst of white flames flashed on Jereka's hand, instantly engulfing the potion bowl in his hand, and suddenly, his eyes froze, and the flame in his hand suddenly threw in a direction outside the door, and the Light Priest also hurriedly looked in the direction where the flame flew, but only saw the fireworks of the white flame bursting.
“...... Is this feeling a space mage?"
Looking back, Ferrie Lodge had appeared outside the door at some point, his eyes fixed on the place where his flames had landed, and the eyes of the owl were thoughtful.
"Is there another pesky little mouse?"