However, as far as Aaron knows, the owner of the mythical bloodline does not have this barrier, as long as the owner of the mythical bloodline continues to tap the power in the bloodline, and digs to a certain extent, he can become a king.

But Aaron wasn't as ecstatic about it as the others, because he knew what he had done for the bloodline...... His past, the place where he haunted his dreams.

A few days passed quickly, these days Aaron and Tlando have a good conversation, Tlando is walking the way of the earth, although the strength is not as strong as Lucius, but as a veteran powerhouse who has been immersed in the silver realm for hundreds of years, his understanding of earth spells is not at all comparable to Lucius, a new rookie.

So during this time, Yalian can be said to have benefited a lot, and his understanding of defense has been greatly improved, and the spell runes of the dark magic armor that were changed from Lucius's earth armor have also been adjusted, and now it consumes less mana, but the power has become more powerful.

However, after a few days in the tribe of the sub-giants, Aaron set out on his journey again.

Aaron would not admit that he was scared away by the hospitality of the sub-giant, and it was really unacceptable to have several cups of that extremely fishy meat and bone broth a day.

Phew!

With a clashing of eagles, Aaron left the sub-giant tribe on a flaming eagle.

Trando watched as the Flame Eagle grew smaller and smaller in his field of vision, until it vanished, before beckoning his people to return.

At this time, a sub-giant asked puzzledly: "Patriarch, why are you so kind to him, even if it is a messenger sent by the Night Stalker Academy, you rarely go to greet him, but this time you have been by his side." ”

They really couldn't understand why Alian, a human boy who seemed to be nothing more than a weak man, should be treated so carefully by such a powerful patriarch.

"Because he has that qualification...... Trando shuddered as he thought of something, "I tell you that with his strength, if we provoke him, I'm afraid our entire tribe together will not be his opponent." ”

"But I didn't feel how powerful he was. The sub-giant said in disbelief, it was not that they doubted the words of Tlando, Tlando was not only the most powerful sub-giant of the tribe, but also the wise man of the tribe, but this kind of thing was really unbelievable.

Trando also knew what kind of virtue his people were, "You guys, don't think about it, since he dares to come to this world, then he must not be a mortal, but do you feel his power? No, he can restrain his power so well, even I can't do it, what do you think of his strength now?"

Although the sub-giants have relatively large nerves, their sensing power is inherited from the terrifying giants, which is why they occupy a position in this terrifying world, they can feel the power of the creatures themselves from a long distance, so as to judge whether to dodge, but now they actually did not perceive any breath from Alian's body.

As if the words were not shocking, Trando continued: "Actually, when we first met, he deliberately leaked a trace of his breath......

Speaking of this, Trando couldn't help but shake his head and said with a wry smile: "Just this breath makes me feel the threat of death, so do you think I can be careless? ”

"Since there is no malice in the family, then the patriarch has nothing to worry about. Hearing that the other party had no malicious intent, the sub-giant immediately relaxed, to be honest, after getting along these days, their senses for that human warlock are still good, especially when the other party appraised the warlock talent to the children of the tribe and taught a set of breathing methods.

"Wasn't I afraid that you bastards wouldn't know how important it was to anger each other?" said Trando, glaring at his own people angrily.

"Hehe......"

Tlando's words immediately caused an awkward laugh, because this kind of thing did happen, and as for what it was, I don't want to mention it.

......

In the middle of the empty wilderness, a small river that provided the source of life for this wilderness was gurgling and making a cheerful sound.

And on the edge of the creek, a human who should not have been in the wilderness was sitting quietly on a rock, spinning the grilled fish and sprinkling seasoning evenly on it.

Opposite this rare human with black hair and black eyes, a huge black eagle covered in mysterious patterns was staring at the grilled fish, saliva dripping continuously.

Just as the grilled fish was about to be fully cooked, there was a clattering sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

"Oh, it's actually human, doesn't it mean that there are very few humans in this world?"

Yalian sensed it carefully and raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he would be able to meet the humans of this world just after leaving the sub-giant tribe.

"What do you do with all that, is the grilled fish ready?" The Flame Eagle didn't care who came, and all it could see was the grilled fish on the campfire.

I have to say that this unique fish in this world is indeed very suitable for grilling, just a little grilling on the campfire, it begins to emit a rich and attractive aroma, people can't help but want to eat it.

But if you do eat it, then it will be miserable, because this fish contains highly poisonous, the so-called aroma is the toxin emitted under the scorching flame, and only when the grilled fish no longer emits a trace of fragrance, the fish can be eaten.

......

In the deep dense forest, a group of people are running for their lives.

Among the group, there was a young man who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a silver-white robe, with short burgundy hair, and a little freckles on his face...... However, his condition was obviously not very good, his burgundy hair was dull, his face was full of dust, and even his clothes were torn.

Around the boy were six guards in light armor and armed with long swords, one of whom was the eldest, who looked like the leader of the guard, and was carrying the exhausted boy at this time.

Behind this group, a group of centaurs were holding bows and arrows, chasing the humans in front of them, shooting arrows from time to time, and they didn't care about the head, and it could be seen that these centaurs were making fun of the humans in front of them, like cats and mice.

"Soup...... Uncle Tom, we ...... Will you survive?" the boy asked breathlessly, sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to stop, and could only run forward like a fallen leaf in the wind.

"If you can survive, you will definitely survive, please Your Royal Highness the prince must hold on. The older guard's voice was a little hoarse, and although he pretended to be calm, he was inevitably a little tired in his words.

It's no wonder that although he is a Black Iron Realm and has physical strength far beyond ordinary people, the continuous battles and endless escapes along the way make him feel powerless as a life in the Black Iron Realm, and it is all with tenacity that he persists.

The few people around him are just trainee knights, and it is already their limit to be able to maintain their current speed at this time, not to mention the freckled boy who is just an ordinary person, even if he is a warlock, but as a first-order trainee elemental warlock, he is not much different from ordinary people in terms of physical strength, and it is a miracle that he can support it until now.

"It's all my fault, if I hadn't learned a spell on my own, and I had to take a shortcut, I wouldn't have met the centaur tribe, and we wouldn't have ended up like this. The freckled boy said with a sad face.

"That's Your Royal Highness, you are worried about the safety of His Majesty the King......"