Chapter 61: The Battlefield of History

At the same time as the world of judgment was changing, Roy was in the dormitory of the first training camp, and a vortex with a silky spark of electric wire silently emerged from Roy's spatial ring.

This vortex devours a qiē including light. It wasn't until a few minutes later that the room emerged from the absolute darkness. And Roy, who was meditating on the bed, had quietly disappeared.

"Axe Spirit. Roy stood in the darkness and shouted.

No one answered him. It's quiet.

Roy listened sideways for a long time, making sure that this time he was not in a state of death in the ruling. Death froze all the qiē, and now, he felt that he was standing in an infinite space. There is no sky overhead, and no earth under feet.

Roy didn't know what was happening to the ruling, and it seemed that the whole world disappeared the moment the winner was finally decided.

The last sight in my memory is thousands of lightning bolts in the sky.

It was something he had never seen before. I saw countless lightning bolts swimming along the dark and dull clouds, and then falling to the ground with a blood-red light, like thousands of giant trees standing on top of the sky, dancing in the wind of heaven and earth, swaying their branched branches.

It was a devastating power. A power that humans cannot imagine.

However, in Roy's eyes, there is only spectacle, not fear.

In his eyes, it was just a painting. It's like the long river of time suddenly opens its arms in front of him, allowing his eyes to travel through time and space and see the reflection of a history submerged in time.

That's a thrilling beauty!

Roy doesn't know where the scroll once appeared, but it was refracted from a fragment of history that has been forgotten. But he knew that he would never forget this picture.

In a trance, it was like a pair of eyes, through the long river of history, found him, and imprinted this beautiful picture scroll in the deepest part of his soul like a brand.

What happened?

Roy floats in the endless void. He remembered that after the endless lightning, the sky was gone. The dark clouds that had forever shrouded the world of judgment disappeared, and the sun, moon and stars disappeared. The dark nothingness swallowed up a qiē beside him. The whole space, only oneself remains.

"Old dwarf, if you don't come out again, I'm going to curse!" Roy shouted, his mind spinning rapidly.

Is it the sword spirit that has awakened? If so, then this guy's majesty must have been too big! The last time the axe spirit woke up, there was no such big movement.

Is it the ruling that has changed?

Master, I knew that the whirlpool that was not in the middle of winter was not a good thing.

Khoroi exhaled, calmed down, and sensed his body.

Since I can't figure it out, I simply don't want to. I don't know if this is his natural character or forced out by William, anyway, as early as when he was a five-year-old child, he was used to facing reality.

Whether William Sr. left him in the dark woods with thick snow or in a windy graveyard, he ate when he should eat and slept when he should sleep. Digging out bird eggs, catching fish, and digging hiding holes is fun for him. So much so that several times, old William had to search carefully to find this wolf cub who had already played and didn't want to go home.

Since he didn't know where he was now, and he didn't know what was going on, Roy simply focused his attention on his cultivation.

Just now, at the moment when that lightning appeared, he had already felt that his magic power was like a flood, breaking through the five thousand magic code mark!

At this moment, looking inward at his body, Roy found that the demon core in his lower abdomen had changed again. ..., this time, around the magic core, it is no longer a drop of liquid, but a small particle like sand. Like the remaining grains of salt from boiled seawater, densely packed in a spiral-shaped cloud around the core.

Dragonmoon Magician!

Roy shook his fist excitedly!

As we all know, the third-order Dragon Moon Wizard is a watershed. Just like the third-order impartial knight, it is a watershed in the growth of knights, once it is crossed, it means that the cultivators have exceeded ninety percent and entered the ranks of the most elite part of the combat professionals!

Such a person is a strong man that all mercenary groups, knights, and nobles compete for.

A fair knight only needs to show his four battle rings to have the qualifications to join most of the knights in this world and become the core chief knight. And a dragon moon magician who is even rarer and has a more powerful attack power will be treated as a guest wherever he goes.

Even for those low-level nobles, just being able to get the friendship of a Dragon Moon Wizard was already quite something to boast about. If there was such a magician in the territory, then in front of the nearby nobles, they could simply walk sideways.

And for Roy now, becoming a magician has nothing to do with money and status.

There was only one thing he cared about, and that was that from today, he was finally able to cast eighth-level magic and truly possess the ability to protect himself.

Eighth-level magic, that's the main battle magic that only the Sun Magister can master!

Although high-level Dragon Moon Magus can also use level 8 magic, the limitation of perception makes it far less smooth and natural than when they release level 8 magic. At the moment of life and death, a small mistake may kill them.

For Roy, who has the Eye of the Elements, this is not a problem. As long as he mastered the magical elemental array, he was even more skilled in using it than the Sun Magister!

If you go back to the cliff of a year and a half ago, with this hand alone, even if he is not Alex's opponent, if the other party wants to kill him, it will not be as simple as a casual flick of his finger before. And as long as he is given a chance, he can make the other party pay the most painful price!

From a small handyman who was manipulated at will, to the present, Roy feels that his fate is in his own hands for the first time. It's a great feeling. So good that he couldn't help but want to scream and jump. I want to unleash my power to the fullest, so that everyone understands, master, I'm not easy to mess with!

After a long time of excitement with red eyes, Roy calmed down and refocused on his magic.

Through Guò's manipulation of magical power, he clearly felt that every piece of sand and gravel of magical power contained great power. Magic is the invisible hand that controls the elements. The greater the power of this hand, the more elements it can control, the more complex the elemental array that can be completed, and the greater the power of magic.

Take the bondage technique as an example, the vines produced by the fourth-level small bondage technique are only as thick as a finger, and the tenacity is low, and the power contained is small, and Ivan only needs a second to break free.

And the Great Restraint Technique in the eighth-level magic, only one is needed to directly strangle him to death. That's enough time to kill him ten times!

But Roy smacked his mouth, but unfortunately, most of the magic in this world is magic below level seven. And the magic above level eight belongs to the rare level, and it is accused of being in the hands of a very small number of people.

There were no books Ellen had given herself, nor were they in the library of the Munny City branch. To learn, you have to go to the main camp, or find a high-level magic teacher. Austin's magic log is there, but it's basically necromancy, not to mention using it, even if you learn it, there's no place to learn it. Necromancy is released by the blood element, and when cast, the smell of the blood element alone can attract other magicians or the blackfriars of the Inquisition.

Thinking of this, Roy suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Because, in this endless black nothingness, he actually sensed the existence of the blood element!

It's not your own, and it's not the demons who were killed by yourself and the sword spirit. It's a calm, historically scented smell of blood.

Roy walked in the direction of the blood elemental. Although there was nothing all around, and there was nothing under my feet, it was as if I was walking in the air. However, with each step, the perception told him that he was getting closer and closer to the blood element.

I don't know how long I walked, but a very small bright spot appeared in front of Roy's eyes.

Light!

Roy perked up. If the perception of the blood element just now may still be his own illusion, then the light in front of him is absolutely real.

As he walked, the highlights were magnified little by little. From a small dot like a pin's eye, it became the size of a small green bean and then the size of an orange.

As the distance got closer, Roy was pleasantly surprised to find that it was actually a hole. Not a cave, not a tree hole, just a hole of light in this dark nothingness. It's like a tiny needle eye in a leather ball.

After a few minutes, Roy finally walked to the entrance of the cave and stepped out!

After a white light that made people unable to open their eyes, Roy found that his feet had stepped on a solid ground.

His eyes gradually regained from the glare of the hole, and Roy looked down at his feet. Yes, that's right, standing under your feet, is solid ground. However, this is not the empty demon city where he and the sword spirit are, nor is it the hill where he fights the dwarves.

The soil here took on a blood-red hue, as if it had been stained red by endless blood. On the ground, there are also blood-red nether flowers blooming.

Raising his head, the qiē in front of him made Roy's mouth open wide.

He found himself standing on a high mountain. In front of his eyes, it turned out to be a huge battlefield that occupied the towering mountains in the distance and the vast plains below the mountains!

Countless corpses lay on the ground in every inch of land that Roy could see. All kinds of blades and banners were discarded on the ground, and war horses and all kinds of war beasts were killed. Among the corpses, there are humans, demons, dwarves, elves, and orcs

Almost all races, all here.

In it, Roy even saw the corpses of hundreds of dragons.

There is no word that can describe the tragedy and grandeur of what is in front of us. The corpses were entangled with each other, and until they died, they remained in a fighting posture. Blood, stained the feet and the distant mountains red. Compared to here, the hill where the dwarves died in battle is not even one in ten thousand.

And this qiē was frozen in the shroud of a curtain of light in front of Roy's eyes. It's like it's sealed. There's no wind in there, there's no time.

Where Roy stood, it was already evening, but the battlefield in the light curtain was still frozen in bright sunlight. The cool wind blew across his face, and the flags frozen in the battlefield remained motionless in the opposite posture of the wind.

Roy was completely stunned.

And when he slowly turned around and looked around, a sight that made him even more unable to believe his eyes appeared in front of him.

On the hillside behind him, an old castle stood silently.

Even if he had torn down the castle and smashed it to pieces, Roy would have recognized it as the castle he had seen deep in the mountains of Bollabelle. It was in this castle that belonged to Prince Austin of the Devil that he received the verdict and Austin's magical notes.

Not only that, but his eyes were also in the sky above the castle, and he saw a fiery red demon moon.

And in the world of judgment, there is no moon!

Although it was a little less, it lasted another day. Hahaha. Satisfy my pride with a ticket