"The charm of the dark elves is terrifying, my lord, I almost went crazy. Roy summoned a small suspended blister to wash the blood off his nose. He summoned another blister and poured it on his head, still beating like a deer.

Because of his silly and cute appearance when he was a child, Roy has always been liked by women. There was even a time when he worked in a brothel, and was teased and seduced by all kinds of women every day. Therefore, compared to other boys, he can be regarded as being in the midst of flowers and has a wide horizon.

However, he still couldn't resist Malt'er's inadvertent temptation this time. When the naked carcass appeared in front of his eyes, although it was only for a short moment, he could feel the charm that suddenly emanated, the charm that penetrated into his bones, turning all beings upside down. Unconsciously, people will lose their minds.

It was easy to calm down, Roy was naturally not stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke Malt, who was obviously in a state of annoyance, and took out dry food and distributed it to Oliver, who could never get enough to eat, and while eating, he summoned a bone spear and stabbed it towards the rock wall.

There was a soft thud on the ground, and the bone spear was like a stabbing tofu, directly sinking into a third of the rock wall before stopping.

Roy bit into the black bread and flicked his fist excitedly.

This is the benefit of increasing mana! Becoming an Awakened Mage improves not only the ability to release higher-level magic, but also the power of the same magic! If you are a Sun Magister, I am afraid that this spear can penetrate half of the mountain!

No wonder people say that a city without a magical defense shield is as dangerous in front of a magician as a rabbit in front of a lion. I heard that the reason why many high-ranking lords keep mages with a lot of money is because of this. They would rather have a hundred knights die than use a single magician.

Experiencing the magic surging in his body, Roy felt the existence of power for the first time!

In this world, power is a qiē! There is no great power, not even the power to live and speak!

When on the cliff, the glorious knight named Alex was about to deprive himself of his life, and when Augustus made his fiancée his forbidden body, didn't they rely on their mighty power?

Even when George, a little brave knight of the Templar Order, Monk Moon, can give the princess of the empire a look, isn't it also the power of the Holy Cult behind them?

No matter who you are, you can't get rid of the law of the jungle. No matter what you want to protect, you must have enough strength to have the ability and qualification.

Roy clenched his fists tightly. With his blood surging and his heart unsettled, he stood up abruptly, waved the ruling in his hand, and unleashed the moves he had learned from the dwarven warriors from beginning to end.

Perhaps the axe technique was so profound that Roy had only learned a third of it. That didn't affect his practice, though. He has no distractions, and he remembers which move to use. For a while, I only saw the light circulating in the cave, and the shadow of the axe was like the wind. Chop, chop, spin, dig, pick, fast as lightning, violent as thunder.

This set of axe methods originally came from the bloody battlefield, and overnight, Roy, who was almost one with the dwarves, didn't know how many demons he had killed. Therefore, when he swung the axe again, it was as if he was in the midst of the thousands of demons again, and his whole body exuded a fierce murderous aura that only a warrior who had fought for the rest of his life.

The murderous aura followed the trajectory of the axe, and it was surging in all directions. Oliver had long been hiding far away, and even Malt, who was shy and smug hiding in Roy's arms, couldn't help but poke his head out and clutch Roy's clothes tightly, his hair standing on end.

In the cave, Roy's figure seemed to be in a hurry. The more he practiced, the more he felt the subtlety and strength of this axe technique. Although there is no fighting energy in the body, there is a faint force in the axe moves that affects the qi, making people hot and surging blood. Flesh and bones all show signs of rapid growth.

Until all the tricks he had learned were displayed one by one, Roy was still unsatisfied, and he was pulled by the qi in his body that came from the axe, and he subconsciously slashed the axe and slashed at a stalactite pillar! A hard stone pillar thicker than a thigh was cut off with an axe. It's as easy as chopping melons and vegetables!

Looking at the fallen stone pillar, Roy was startled. ,

"Did you do it yourself?"

He looked at his hand blankly, and clearly felt that his body was much larger than before. The musculoskeletal body is full of qi and blood, and there is a faint soreness. It's exactly what I used to feel when I exercised to the limit every day when I was a child.

"No wonder it is said that knight martial arts, the proportion of knights' strength, should account for one-half!"

Looking down at the black and inconspicuous ruling in his hand, Roy's heart suddenly swelled with pride. I have heard before that the reason why many families are so talented is because they have their own fighting spirit and martial arts secrets. With the same talent, people who cultivate cheats don't know how many times more clever than ordinary knights.

Sometimes, just one clever move can determine life and death!

Roy didn't know how powerful those cheats were. But he believed that in terms of the axe method in the world, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't compare to this dwarven warrior who had killed thousands of demons in a river of blood!

Compared to this set of combat skills of the dwarven warriors, the combat skills of Buck, which he had secretly learned in front of Borabel Castle before, were simply rubbish. Not to mention anything else, Buck's move is regarded by him as an unpassed secret, and every time he takes out the [Wind and Clouds] that wins the sky-high applause of the spectators, it can be broken by his current self!

And many of the moves in the axe method, let alone let Buck crack it, I'm afraid he hasn't even seen it. If you fight in a duel with equal fighting spirit, give him a hundred lives, and you will be cut to nothing by yourself!

Roy looked at the ruling in his hand with pity, and a whim suddenly occurred in his heart: "When I grabbed it casually, I just caught the judgment in the form of an axe, and there happened to be a dwarven warrior fighting with an axe, what if it was a sword, a knife, a riding spear or a wand when I got it?"

As soon as this thought came to him, it made his heart itch.

Facing the enemy, all kinds of weapons, each with its own strengths and weaknesses. The dwarves are short and stocky, accustomed to using battle axes and hammers, and many of them can even cut their opponents in two with a single axe.

However, their shortcomings are just as obvious. When you meet those who are good at grappling, they will often let their opponents seize the gap due to excessive physical exertion after the sharp energy in the early stage of the battle.

A character like the dwarven warrior in the ruling, who can fight all night among thousands of demons before dying of exhaustion, I'm afraid that I can't find a single one in the entire dwarf race!

How can you make the judgment in your hand as free to transform as it did in the castle?

Roy subconsciously poured magic into the axe again. This time, as soon as the mana entered the axe, he immediately felt that the aura of judgment was much more filled with the energy he had absorbed during the meditation just now. Although it is still far from being full, it is already a world of difference compared to the changes brought about by the little magic power that he infused before.

The verdict at this moment is like an old tree pumping new shoots, and there is a faint lively vitality flowing in it.

Sensing this, Roy's heart raced.

There is an old saying in the East, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. However, Roy, who has lived in the elves who will be avenged since he was a child, has a creed called Lao Tzu's revenge, from morning to night!

He won't be able to wait ten years. Even if he is not the enemy's opponent now, he will be like a woodpecker, on the big tree of the Holy Sect, a peck counts as a bite!

And meditation is the best way for him to improve his strength at this moment. Kill three birds with one stone. Not only can you increase your magic and fill the energy needed for adjudication, but you can also learn the combat skills of dwarven warriors!

Roy dives into meditation again.

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