Roy stood beside the dwarf and watched him fight.

The demon who pounced on the dwarf and passed through his transparent form. The splatters of blood, the wielding spears, did not affect him at all.

This is the second time he has entered this space. The scene, the dwarf, and the entire battle, were exactly the same as the one he had seen when he was decided.

It's like a gorgeous war opera, playing out over and over again.

Roy's gaze crossed the plain and looked into the distance.

He knew that it would not be long before a red sun would rise from the distant mountains, and the earth would awaken in the sun. A qiē's life is so thriving.

The dwarven warriors beside him will cut off their angry heads in a long and tragic roar, forever fused with the sunshine of this day, the blood-soaked sky. Standing on the top of the mountain where thousands of demons look up,

A demon cavalryman, riding a lightning-fast infernal leopard, charged at the dwarven warrior with a spear.

The dwarf turned

This scene instantly awakened Roy's memory.

From childhood to adulthood, he used to learn martial arts one move at a time in the mountains and forests in the snowy mountains, forests and wilderness, following the teacher invited by his grandfather, and he also watched the knight training on the side of the training ground where Bollabel cheered deafeningly.

He also watched the knights charging on horseback under the audience stage of the martial arts arena, watched the gladiators fight in the gladiatorial arena, watched the dwarves practice martial arts in the dungeon, and watched the elves play their bows in the lakeside city

Roy doesn't have the talent of fighting spirit, but he has an amazing comprehension of martial arts!

That's not a simple imitation. It's a talent that is deep in his bones, flowing in his veins, enough to make anyone jealous and crazy.

The moment the dwarf turned, Roy seemed to be back in front of Bollabelle's castle, having just risen from the ground covered in blood to face the last of the five Ferri cavalrymen.

He subconsciously turned around!

The demon cavalry riding the hell leopard had already roared and rushed in front of the dwarf. The dwarf began to spin, its body like a spinning top, and its center of gravity gradually shifted

Roy also seemed to see the Ferray cavalry rushing over, his rotating body was completely synchronized with the dwarf, and it was not bad at all.

An axe, inexplicably appearing in Roy's hand.

Different worlds seem to merge together at this moment.

The tomahawk was whittled by the roaring waves, and the skeletal muscles of the body crackled, and in an instant, Roy and the dwarf didn't know how many axes they had chopped.

The tomahawk screeched through the air and headed at the enemy. Horizontal, oblique, vertical, different directions, different angles, different arcs The two axes flew in the air, just like the shadows brought out by an axe, twisting out two completely identical black and white light clusters, one bright and one dark.

The demon cavalry that rushed towards the dwarf fell on the top of the bloody mountain, and the Feilie cavalry that rushed towards Roy shattered and disappeared from Roy's eyes as a fragment.

Roy didn't stop.

He was already completely immersed in the battle.

Kill, kill, Kill, Facing tens of millions of demons, Roy's blood was boiling. At this moment, he seemed to have possessed the body of the dwarven warrior, only fighting against the overwhelming demons, and he kept fighting!

Every cell in the body was awakened, and the desire to learn that was hidden in the bones and rushed in the blood was cheering. Roy followed the dwarf as if he were enchanted, fighting with him, learning his every skill, every move, and being mesmerized.

Time passes minute by minute. Roy has forgotten about time and meditation.

However, he still sat there, like a reef, standing majestically in the invisible tide of heaven and earth, and his magic was still constantly trekking and growing.

One prayer hour passed, and two prayer hours passed

Roy's face became more and more calm, more and more calm.

Finally, the vigorous red sun in the world of adjudication jumped to the top of the mountain.

The long battle is over!

When the dwarves let out their last howl. A feeling of grief and indignation instantly filled Roy's chest, and he stood beside the dwarf, facing the heavens and the earth with him, roaring loudly.

The high-pitched whistling sound soared into the sky. Countless dust, countless sand and stones, and countless blood between heaven and earth rose to the sky with the whistling sound of pneumatic mountains and rivers.

At the moment when the dwarf committed suicide, Roy's spiritual power was bounced out by the whirlpool. ,

A wave of hundreds of meters high heaven and earth waves is coming.

The giant wave was swallowed up by the whirlpool beside him, and the rest slammed into Roy's spiritual reef. Endless heaven and earth energy poured into his body cells, rushed into the river of magic power, entered the demon core, and slowly receded.

This time it receded, and the world calmed down.

The whirlpool disappeared, and the spread of perception slowly retreated to the sea of knowledge.

Roy opened his eyes.

In front of me, Malt, who was wearing a small leather suit, was riding on the fat dog Oliver, grabbing the fat skin on the back of Oliver's neck, running around the world, giggling and laughing.

"Malt, Oliver" Roy, who was originally affected by the dwarf's love, immediately cried and laughed when he saw these two guys, and shouted angrily.

Hearing his voice, the fat dog and malt in front of him, as if petrified, suddenly turned their heads and stared at Roy. Instantly, one flew, the other ran, and crashed into Roy's arms almost at the same time!

"Woohoo!" the fat dog Oliver barked with tears in his eyes.

Roy had just listened to a short passage and almost went crazy.

Oliver said that Malt did not feed him, withheld his rations, and used it to blackmail him, using it as a dog mattress when he slept and as a mount when he played, and punching and kicking him at the slightest disobedience.

Roy turned his head to look at Malt.

"Woo, Roy, you're finally awake. It's eight hours of prayer. People are worried about death. Malt whimpered, but there were no tears in her eyes, but she quietly grimaced at Oliver.

She and Oliver were worried about Roy when he first started meditating. But later it was found that as time went by, Roy's body did not have the previous signs of trembling, not only did his breathing and heartbeat become more and more steady, his face became more and more calm, and even the sweat that seemed like rain at the beginning was gone.

After waiting for a long time, Malt was hungry and took out the dry food given by Roy to eat, but was seen by Oliver, who was already hungry, and hurriedly came over with a face and shook his head.

Asking the dark elves for food is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. The malt who was relieved was feeling bored, and as soon as his eyes rolled, there was Oliver's sad and indignant accusation at this moment.

Eight prayer hours?

Hearing Malt'er's words, Roy was startled. I can't meditate more than 100 times at a time, and even if the interval between breaths increases because of meditation, it is only a prayer time at most. But who would have thought that it would take eight prayers to fight with the dwarves. But the first time I watched the dwarves fight, it was only for a short time.

Ignoring the two heartless living treasures in his arms, Roy hurriedly used internal vision to check the magic in his body.

The level indicator of a mage is only determined to be mana, because only when the mana reaches a certain level can a higher level of magic be used.

After becoming a potential apprentice with a hundred magic codes, the magic will condense from a thin gaseous state to a faint rare liquid state. But the power of magic over the elements has increased a lot.

The awakened person with the magic power of the ninety-nine magic codes may only be able to control the low-level magic below one magic code. But with that extra magic code, after changing the form of magic power, it can control the magic elements that require ten magic codes, or even dozens of magic codes.

And five hundred magic codes is another hurdle for magicians!

After the magic power exceeds 500 magic codes, the potential apprentice can be promoted to the Awakened Mage.

The Awakened Mage is close to a true Rang Star Mage. From the perspective of the control of magic, the Awakened Mage has actually stepped into the ranks of the Lang Xing Mage. It's just that because of mental power and perception, as well as the lack of only five hundred magic power, he can't cast fifth-level magic.

For this reason, the Awakened Mage is also known as the Preparatory Mage.

Roy stared at the core inside of him.

Compared to before, the demon core has become larger, and the body is still wrapped around the white wandering light filament, as if it contains infinite explosive power, as long as you are not careful, it will explode suddenly.

And the whirling magic vortex has become slower than before. If the magic of the past was a drop of water, then the magic of the present is like viscous blood.

"I've been promoted to Awakened Mage?!"

As soon as Roy found out about the change in the form of his mana, he was already too excited to check the mana value.

Originally, his magic power was only 20 magic yards away from the 500 magic yard mark. And the change in the form of magic is one of the most important signs of a magician's promotion. ,

Call.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking back to his previous meditations, he still has lingering palpitations. At that time, if it weren't for the sudden intervention of the ruling, I am afraid that he would hold on to forty or fifty breaths at most, and he would have been knocked down by the violent tide of heaven and earth energy.

Once the mage stops meditating, although he will not lose his life, he will definitely not be injured. Whether it is mental power, perception or magic power, it will regress significantly.

Detection Mana, 500, 600, 700!

A full 700 magic yards!

This means that he not only broke through the 500 magic code mark that many magic pattern masters can't break through in their lifetime, but also rushed from a one-star awakening mage to a three-star awakening mage in one fell swoop!

Roy stared blankly at the spinning core in his body. He had long heard that the level of mages before Mage Lang Xing was all entry-level. As long as you have enough talent, it is not very difficult to cultivate. The really difficult thing is the level after Master Langxing. Every time Master Lang Xing grows one star, it is tantamount to cultivating from a potential apprentice to Master Lang Xing from scratch.

However, will his speed be too fast? It will take several months for those students of the Magic Academy to cultivate to the awakening mage. Moreover, it is difficult to gain every star.

It can't be crazy, right?

Roy subconsciously touched his body with his hands. Unexpectedly, with a chirp, it was pressed on the malt, almost flattening the little malt.

"Roy, you're murdering!" Malt blushed and pushed Roy's hand away, gasping for air.

Roy came back to his senses, didn't think about it, and hurriedly grabbed Malt: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Like a poor bird, Malt was caught in the palm of Roy's hand, her face turned red with anger, and she glared at Roy fiercely. The two of them stared at each other for a while.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

It seemed that reacting to grasp the malt like this was a bit excessive, and Roy hurriedly let go of his hand.

Bah

Malt, who was not accustomed to instinctively flapping his wings, fell to the ground all at once.

"Roy!" Malt was simply stunned by Roy, and with a coquettish look, she jumped up, trying to transform into her first form and die with her head desperately.

burst

With a flash of white light, the world fell silent.

The suddenly transformed Malt was about to pounce viciously on Roy, but suddenly found that a small torn dress was falling from his eyes, and the big head was staring at him blankly, and his nostrils were bloody.

As soon as she looked down, she saw her curvaceous carcass naked and naked, and a pair of delicate white rabbits on her chest, jumping around.

burst

The red-faced malt instantly turned into a white light, turned into a little flower elf, and quickly flapped its wings and slipped into the neckline of Roy's clothes. Don't dare to show your head again