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The dramatic sword fight ended in a draw. Although Miss Knight repeatedly insisted that she had lost, our Mr. Harris declared extremely forcefully: this is a draw. As for Ian, he wasn't interested in winning or losing, so he didn't care what others said......

In fact, the huge gains in this battle are what he really values.

On the way back, his face still remained calm on the surface, but who knew that at this moment, he actually couldn't hear any outside sounds, and his heart was like a flame burning.

Construct the realm with a sword.

Ian had always known that sword intent could make people see illusions, but until today, Ian had never realized that he could do things on top of that, build a scene, or even a world.

After all, he and Fei'er's vision is limited, and they are in a corner, which makes them lack the necessary insight after all. And this era is not like the information explosion in the previous life, you can check what you want to know on the Internet, many things that are common sense for some people, are like untouchable secrets for others, and if you want to know, people may not be willing to tell you.

Truth be told, when Martina unleashed her sword, which was like a knight's charge, Ian felt like a new world had opened up in front of him.

How incredible it was that this pure sword intent could construct such a lifelike scene, as if it had pulled him into another world, he couldn't help but be deeply fascinated by it.

He tried to recall all the things he had seen in his previous life, and took out the appropriate ones and incorporated them into his sword, forming a plausible showcase, truly stepping into a new and unknown realm.

Yes, he doesn't know how to fight bulls, let alone dance, so the "world" he built is actually just a showmanship after all, and anyone who is a little more knowledgeable can easily push this seemingly bizarre world down with a casual push, and let Ian ask for his own suffering.

But if you don't understand, does it mean that this ability is useless?

No, of course not.

His sword is based on the insight into the essence of the opponent, and uses it to prepare a rhythm to restrain the opponent, so why can't he go further and create a strange "world" for each opponent?

After all, he had experienced the flowery world in the previous life, and had seen many things that many people in this world might never have the opportunity to see in their lifetime. There are many things he really doesn't understand, but there are many people who are more unfamiliar with these than him. What's more, he is still young, and he can enrich every "world" he has created, every world ruled by his will, through learning and even fantasizing!

Ian couldn't describe how grateful he was to Miss Martina, for his instincts told him that this moment of inspiration was so important that it would almost affect the path of his life, as if he was about to awaken a new mental image, and even a little outline of his own miracle in the future.

In the words of the previous life, this is almost a gift of preaching.

Therefore, after he understood Martina's flaws, he couldn't help but give her hints in return for what she unintentionally gave herself. And when he came back to his senses from these future visions and saw the haunted expression of the knight lady beside him, he knew that the other party had clearly realized his problem.

It's just that it's one thing to know, but it's another thing to be able to do it. That's all Ian can help, and whether or not she can break through that door in the end is still up to her.

As the sky grew darker, the group hurried back to the campsite before the caravan sent out a search party.

The two sides returned to their respective resting places, as if they had made an appointment, and neither mentioned the real cause of the sword fight. In fact, what the parties to the duel did not know was that a middle-aged gentleman and a certain merchant lady had quietly exchanged information on the way here and reached some "ulterior" agreement......

So one thing is certain. That is, they will continue to walk on this journey.

The dark pine forest became unusually silent after the sight of people disappeared. And in the silence, a black shadow was quietly revealing its form.

It was a black wolf that dwelt in the forest, with a dense gray-black fur, a pair of pointed ears that stood upright, and a pair of pale yellow eyes that faintly shone green.

It leaned over its slender and agile body, and with that light and silent step, it quietly approached this woodland that had been destroyed by humans, and its eyes showed a light of wisdom like a human in its eyes.

"The prey is coming......"

It cracked its mouth, revealing its sharp, blood-stinging white fangs, and a hideous smile creeped out of its long and narrow face. Behind it, in the shadow of the pine forest, countless eyes that also emitted a glowing green light lit up, and for a time they were all over the forest, illuminating the whole world with the miserable green ghost fire.

In the dark night, a pair of green eyes opened again, and behind these eyes, it seemed as if a giant was standing silently between heaven and earth. He looked at the campfire in the camp, grinning silently like a black wolf in the woods.

An ancient horn appeared in his hand, and the giant exerted force with both hands to raise it high above his head.

The night breeze in the woods suddenly became faster, and the pine tips rustled, and the giant was inhaling with his mouth open.

He had saved up his savings, and raised his head and blew the trumpet, so that the dull and silent sound of the trumpet swept out of the heavenly dome of the woodland like a wave, covering the wilderness.

It's a voice that humans can't hear, because it's not a human voice in the first place.

It walked through the woodlands, over the mountains, over the meadows, and across the snow, causing all the wolves who heard the sound to stop all their movements, raise their proud heads, and look straight into the sky with their glowing green eyes.

It was the trumpet of winter, it was the trumpet of dusk, it was the trumpet of the end of the day.

A great will sounded the forbidden trumpet. He is calling them with that voice, awakening the consciousness that lurks in their veins, to fulfill their destiny and bring with them the calamity of the end.

The first wolf howl rang out from the woods, and the black wolf answered the call of the trumpet.

A second wolf howl rang out from Chongshan, and the gray wolf remembered the mission in his blood.

A third wolf howl rang out from the grass, and the red wolf witnessed the calamity at dusk.

A fourth wolf howl rang out from the snowfield, and the snow wolf heard the cry of winter.

They took a step and came to the feet of the giant, and they raised their heads and let out the wolf howl of the last days.

The wolves have arrived, and the calamity is coming...... (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.