Chapter 117: Cultivation

The thin figure was wandering among the demons, and every time the axe in his hand was chopped out, it would raise a rain of blood and shake several figures away.

Two low-level demon generals pounced on one left and one right.

Roy stepped back, and the tomahawk in his hand turned into a bright moon, and swept out with the falling starlight.

There was a loud bang.

The surrounding demons flew out upside down like kites with broken strings. And the two low-level demon generals who pounced were also stagnant.

Seeing this, the demon general on the left let out a low roar, and his figure drew a strange arc in the air, appearing behind Roy's test, and stabbed him in the neck with a spear. The demon general on the right roared and turned into a demon bear, with claws like knives, grabbing Roy's chest.

Because he was under the siege of the demons before, Roy was already unavoidable at the moment.

However, there was not the slightest panic on Roy's face.

I saw that his move was over, the moon fell and the stars sank, and the axe in his hand suddenly flipped over, and the sixteen battle rings turned into sixteen flying meteors, hitting the void in all directions, as if embedded in a circular invisible wall, one by one, forming a star map.

At the moment when the star map was formed, I saw that within a diameter of tens of meters around Roy, the heavens and the earth seemed to be imprisoned, forming a solidified sphere. And in the next second, countless cracks opened on the surface of the sphere. These cracks spread from the outside in, all the way to Roy.

From a distance, it looks like Roy's body has countless tentacles.

"The sky is falling apart!" the sword spirit said with a solemn expression, "His thunder axe technique is about to enter the fourth layer!"

The bow spirit turned his head to look at the axe spirit, only to see a nervous expression on the dwarf's face, a pair of fists clenched tightly, and eyes wider than a bull's eye.

The Thunder Axe is the most powerful inheritance of the Dwarves. Each level increases the power significantly.

When he first cultivated to the second level, Roy relied on the Thunder Eight Styles of Defense to fight hard with a Feilie Glory Knight under the city of Medin and retrieved a life from the other party. After that, the moon sets and the stars sink in the third layer. It has helped him defeat his opponents countless times.

Among the martial arts that Roy practiced, the dwarf's axe technique was perhaps the most unsuitable for him.

His nature and physical condition are more suitable for the archery and footwork of the bow spirit, relying on speed and agility to win. Even the sword spirit's life-fighting sword technique is more suitable for him than the dwarven axe method.

However, after Austin's training and his strength was greatly improved, the Thunder Axe became Roy's most commonly used martial art. His terrifying power was that of a humanoid dragon. This allows him to fully exert the power of the Thunder Axe Method.

It was really a thunderbolt.

And at this moment, after breaking through to the Great Light Knight, Roy finally touched the threshold of the fourth layer of the Thunder Axe Method. As long as he takes this step, his frontal combat ability will increase exponentially.

After witnessing Roy and Fred fight, several of the machine spirits realized that as Roy grew. His enemies have grown stronger.

He relied on Rook and Austin to escape divine punishment, and the dwarven patriarch and elven saintess to kill a true sanctuary. But that doesn't mean he will have such good luck in the future. Only by striving to improve one's own strength is the foundation of survival in this troubled world.

Since he is the person who chooses the verdict, then fate is destined to him in the future, and he will meet opponents that ordinary people can't imagine at all. It's not so easy to uncover the secrets of 300 years ago.

Pondering. The two generals had already arrived in front of Roy.

However, with the formation of the circular space around Roy, their rapidly advancing figures seemed to be frozen, and the moment they approached Roy. There was a brief pause.

And at this moment, the axe in Roy's hand turned into a white light.

In an instant, he had already slashed dozens of axes along the cracks around him. Each axe is in the middle of a crack, like flowing water.

"Beautiful!" the three machine spirits cheered in unison.

In the sound of color, I saw the solidified circular space suddenly shattered. Those cracks that spread from the periphery all the way to Roy's side cut the entire space into dozens of large and small pieces. Along with the shattered ones, there were also the bodies of two demon generals.

The blood bloomed, reflecting the near-perfect collapse of the sky and the earth!

"Well done. When Roy finished the battle and walked out of the Axe Realm, the Axe Spirit patted him on the shoulder excitedly, grinning and smiling.

Carefully calculated, it has been less than a year since Roy learned the Thunder Axe Method. Being able to break through to the fourth layer in such a short period of time, let alone the axe spirit, even if you look back at the history of the dwarves for thousands of years, there has never been.

Of course, Roy is talented, but who says that it is not Mr. Axe Spirit's teaching?

It's no wonder that every cell in the axe spirit's body is full of pride.

Feeling the joy of the Dao Axe Spirit, Roy's face couldn't help but show a smile. However, his smile had just emerged before it froze with the bow spirit's words.

"What's so proud of learning how to break the axe with one move," the bow spirit waved his hand and threw Roy directly into his spiritual realm, "Hurry up! If you can't master the Phoenix Nirvana Arrow and Time Step, you will die inside, don't come out." ”

This was Roy's second prayer after being promoted to Knight of Light.

Two hours later, he had just survived from the Bow Spirit's Spirit Domain when he was sent into the Sword Spirit Domain by the Sword Spirit.

"This time, what I'm going to teach you is the three fighting tricks in the life-fighting sword technique. The first trick is called the same end, the second trick is called the fish dies and the net is broken, and the third trick is called the jade and stone are burned........."

Roy rolled his eyes.

Four hours later, the exhausted Roy had just left the Sword Spirit Domain when he was kicked into the Shield Spirit Domain by the waiting Axe Spirit.

"Hurry up, hurry up and unlock the seal of the shield spirit. I don't want to be the shortest one all the time!"

“......”

After more than eighty hours of world time, Roy collapsed on his bed as he re-emerged through the spatial vortex and returned to his room in the main building of the Grand Duke's Mansion.

Before falling asleep, the last thought in Roy's mind was - he finally came back alive.

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At the same time, in the annex on the other side of the castle, Scarlett put down the book in her hand and turned her head to look at the table clock by the wall.

More than forty prayer hours have passed.

Although Grand Duke Adolf provided them with comfortable rooms. Fine food and respectful servants served it, but at the same time it did not completely restrict their freedom. But for them, time has come as long as a century.

Scarlett dropped the novel she hadn't been able to read a word on the couch, got up and walked to the window, looking at the people busy downstairs.

It's morning. The changing sentinels were marching through the castle's clearings, the patrolling knights were slapping their armours and turning their horses with the help of their servants, the carriage laden with fresh vegetables stopped at the kitchen door, and an officer, accompanied by two guards, galloped out of the castle. A few hounds tied to the corner barked at their chains......

A variety of sounds, mixed together, make the castle seem chaotic and lively.

Such a situation is unthinkable in the three territorial castles and more than twenty castle courtyards owned by Prince Anthony.

Scarlett had the impression that every servant in the house was strictly trained and disciplined. They are careful and meticulous in what they talk and do. Always keep the same demeanor and even the same expression.

Compared to them, these subordinates in Adolf's mansion were as loose as uneducated donkeys.

But. Scarlett knew that this was Lulian.

Look at these Lurians. The cook was shouting and gesturing, and the knights on patrol looked haughty. Riding on a horse, live like a beautiful big rooster. The maids jumped over the puddle merrily, chattering without knowing what to say, and laughed with a bang.

They are so happy, so energetic.

This is true not only here, but also in the whole of Muni and the whole of Lulian.

It seems that every one of the people of this land. It's all like this. Seeing their smiling faces and their vibrancy, it's hard to believe that they have just experienced a million deaths. Half of the cities were destroyed in the war.

These Lurians are as tenacious as weeds!

They were set on fire, and countless green shoots emerged from the scorched earth at the beginning of spring. Reach out and pull them, but if you're not careful, some of them with jagged grass can cut through your palm. Makes you bleed.

Scarlett clenched her fists, as if there was a scar cut by weeds in her palm.

She closed the window to shut out the hustle and bustle.

In the room, it was silent and oppressive.

Oscar sat quietly on the couch by the fireplace. Not knowing what he was thinking, Richard drank glass after glass. A full bottle of whiskey is already half gone.

"I reckon our family should be almost there. Richard lowered his head and said as he poured his wine.

His eyes were bloodshot and his mouth was full of wine. In just one night, a stubble was already popping up on his cheeks, making him look a little decadent.

Pouring the wine into his mouth in one gulp, Richard closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and it took a long time to survive the spicy taste and breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked at Scarlett and said, "Now, we've become everyone's joke, aren't we? Say we lost to a mercenary. “

"You're drunk. Scarlett said lightly, walking over to the couch and sitting down.

"No, ......no," Richard shook his head, "my dear lord, I'm not drunk...... I'd rather be drunk. Think of it all like a dream. “

"Nightmare!" he emphasized, holding out his index finger, then poured another glass of wine down his throat.

Scarlett's face turned pale. Richard's words made her feel harsh and embarrassed.

Although he was a little sluggish by the alcohol, Richard sensed Scarlett's irritation. He shrugged his shoulders and said no more. Just drink glass after glass.

However, the suppressed love will eventually break out.

"Who the hell is he?" asked Richard, smashing the glass in his hand with a thud, and his eyes red like a beast, "where the hell did this damn creature come from?"

"How did he become a Knight of Glory when he was just a knight of justice? and what's going on with his damn realm?"

"Field, that's field. Have any of you ever seen a knight of glory with a domain?"

"And those elves and dwarves, how could they get together, how could they do it to us for such a guy?"

"And magic! I remember, oh shit, he's still a magician, this cunning weasel, skunk, he lied to all of us!"

Richard roared to himself, pacing back and forth, waving his arms vigorously. These questions had been holding in his chest for a long time, like a flame, burning him all over. At this moment, relying on the wine, I vomited out all my brains.

Oscar sat on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, while Scarlett turned her head to look out the window at the treetops, all silent.

However, the faces of the two were as ugly as Richard's.

Richard's problem is also their problem. It's just that these uncomfortable questions, they all held in their hearts and didn't say it.

In the silence, only Richard's voice could be heard gradually lowering, and only a burst of gnashing muttering remained.

"Can't let him live. This guy is horrible. Can't give him a chance to grow. He must be killed now, he must be killed......"

The voice, like the curse of a wraith, echoed through the room...... (To be continued......)