The sword bearer shook his head disapprovingly, "Talent is rare, since the potential of the Morning Star is so huge, then it is even more important to let him stay in the outer realm to cultivate and improve his strength, the Great Wall of Desperation is too dangerous for a mage who is only at the level of a crown." ”

Luna's tone was firm, "My opinion is the opposite, it is precisely because Morningstar's talent is so special that he can only maximize his abilities by going to the battlefield in person, and it would be a waste for him to keep him in the company of this group of wastes in the Outlands and the Tower of Trials." ”

"Besides, after watching him fight, I'm sure you'll no longer treat him like an ordinary Crown Mage, I've never seen a Crown Mage beat a group of Sanctuaries and Magisters like dogs. ”

The sword-wielder could only smile bitterly.

While the two were talking, the sacred monument in the center of the pool suddenly shook violently.

Among the more than 100 crystals that swirled around the Daybreak Stone, one crystal suddenly stopped, shattered violently, and the crystal chips rained down into the pool below.

The sword-wielder glanced at the stele lightly: "Another one has fallen, this is the second one of the month." ”

With a slight wave of his hand, a code name dimmed beneath the monument, and then vanished like water without a trace.

Luna's expression remained calm, but the hand holding the sword beside her was uncontrollable, and a deep sadness appeared in her eyes.

In all corners of the desperate battlefield, there are dangerous wars breaking out at every moment, even those peerless powerhouses who are high on weekdays and rank in the Dawn Monument may die in battle at any time, and yesterday's scenery may pass away with the wind in the blink of an eye.

In the Void Realm, death is the most commonplace.

And each code name on this stele is Luna's colleagues, many of whom have spent time with her, fighting together against the army of the Chaos race.

Although she had seen the deaths of her companions many times before, Luna was unable to ignore them or even remain indifferent like the Sword Bearer.

At the same time, it also strengthened her determination.

"I need an astrologer by my side. Luna said in a resolute tone, "I'm going to settle this Morning Star." ”

The sword-wielder looked at Luna playfully, "If I'm not mistaken, don't you already have a little guy from the Hoshimi Tower?

Luna said lightly, "Hawking is a good astrologer, but in a plane war of this level, just being good is not enough. ”

"It's impossible for the arena to decide where a trialist goes, and if he's willing to follow another legion, there's no way I'm going to force him. The sword-bearer spread his hands, "It's up to you to keep him." ”

"Don't worry, I'll let him know that the Great Wall is his best choice. ”

Luna smiled confidently, "The important thing is that the main forces of the Chaos Army are now concentrated in the Dawn Fortress and Starfall Canyon, so whether it is the 'Heavenly Punisher' or the 'Abyss Lord', it is impossible for them to have time to come and rob me of people, who else can he choose besides me?"

......

The two great men discussed the desperate future battle situation in the main hall, and Constantine's life remained unchanged, like a precise and efficient alchemy machine, running on the track of fighting, meditation, and reading.

Victories are increasing, and his battle points are accumulating at a terrifying rate.

Even, when he opened the Dead Sea Books late at night and read it, he didn't need to use the light technique.

On the table, the glow emitted by the integral crystals was enough to illuminate.

As he progressed more and more, he learned more and more about the history of the Dead Sea Papers.

The speculation in the book resonated faintly with many memories in the depths of his soul.

Constantine felt that he was close to the truth about the legend of the gods in the passage that his mother had left to him.

If his guess is not wrong, the source of the other half of his bloodline, St. Faust, is the last member of the Starry Sky Protoss, or he accidentally obtained the power left by a certain Protoss, and only then did he obtain the Azure Star Field, so that the next story was born.

The World Tree Council, the Six Holy Lands, Winterfell, and even the entire Elliottard family were all preparations left by his old man during his lifetime.

It's just that I'm afraid that even Faust, who has insight into fate, didn't expect that the enemy would be even stronger than he imagined, and even he himself was plotted by the Heavenly Canopy Dragon Palace, so that he fell in the sea area of the half-plane.

For the legendary Heavenly Curtain Dragon Palace, Constantine had already sensed it in his last meditation, although it was only a glimpse, but it was enough for him to perceive the powerful existence in the Dragon Palace.

The hostility of that powerful being towards "him" and the Odin in his body was so clear, so deep and deep, that even after hundreds of millions of years, it was still immortal, and it hit the depths of his soul that he could not get rid of it at all.

And the power displayed by the master of the Dragon Hall was still only the tip of the iceberg, and just a glance, that powerful hostility almost suffocated Constantine's soul.

As if to tell him: If the master of the Dragon Hall wants to kill him now, the difficulty is similar to crushing an ant.

The future in front of Constantine was like a black piece of lead pressing on his heart, extremely heavy.

As soon as he thought of this, Constantine's fingers involuntarily touched the ring on the table.

Inside the ring is the black box given to him by his mother, and inside the box is the second fragment of the World Tree.

An unstoppable thought grew in Constantine's mind: if he opened it now, he would have access to another part of Odin's power and knowledge.

The strength of Odin's soul has been demonstrated in the battle of the previous days.

Just because the king of the gods gave Constantine the eyes to see the essence of things, he was able to use astrology in battle and quickly learn all the information of his opponents, and now, the trialists of the outer lands can no longer pose an obstacle to Constantine.

If he could absorb the soul power on the second fragment, he would definitely become even stronger, and it was even very likely that he would break through the threshold of the Magus that had deterred countless Crown Mages for the rest of his life.

Constantine was hungry for power at this time more than ever.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he finally didn't take out the black box in the ring.

"It's not time yet. Constantine thought silently.

He closed the Dead Sea paperwork and looked up, feeling that the moonlight seemed to be much brighter tonight, and the moonlight that poured into the bedroom floor was as white as frost.

Suddenly, Constantine had a strong warning in his heart, stronger than in any previous battle.

Without the slightest hesitation, his figure moved, gliding silently against the wall like a stream of water, as the light around him flickered, and a large volley of arcane light bullets shot out.

A cold glow bounced from the moonlight all over the ground, like frost in the air, and Shi Shiran passed through the hordes of arcane orbs and stabbed the young man's face.

There was a cramp in Constantine's eyebrows, and the killing intent wrapped in the cold was like a substance, and the sharpness was condensed to the extreme.

It was obviously the simplest and most direct blow, but it seemed pervasive and indestructible, like a moonlight that permeated everything, which made Constantine secretly frightened.

He knew that only a top-notch martial artist who had gone through countless bloody battles of life and death could fuse his killing intent and his own magic power to such a complete point.

And the strong man of this level will not make a move, and if he makes a move, he must see blood, and he must divide the winner and loser, otherwise it will be endless.

But Constantine was also a bounty hunter who walked on the edge of life and death for several years, and in the face of this situation, he would not panic, let alone fear.

Now it was too late to draw the sword, and Constantine's always sharp intuition warned him that the speed of the opponent's attack was too fast, so fast that there was no room for it, even if it was just a finger, it could be cut in two in the next second.

Even if he pulled out the "Morning Dawn" now, he would definitely not be able to stop this sharp blow.

At the moment of life and death, Constantine no longer kept.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and the luster in his starry eyes flowed sharply, assisting him to lock on to the attack in front of him with his mental power, and calculate the subsequent changes.

Five silver trails appeared in his eyes, the result of astrological calculations, representing the five directions that the blow might attack next.

The spiritual power was silently activated, and five tiny stars appeared, blocking the path that the five silver sharp lines had to pass.

The silver light that swept out of the moonlight struck one of the stars, and the two magical forces collided in the small space, annihilated, and scattered into a sky of brilliance, with a bright silver and a magnificent pale blue that filled the room.

It's like the stars and the moon.

The brilliant light illuminates every corner of the room.

Constantine took dozens of steps backwards, and in his eyes, a slightly blurred figure appeared in the corner of the room, her silver hair swaying slightly behind him.

Constantine scrutinized it warily, the magic at his fingertips condensing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, an elemental magic and a forcefield-type arcane were ready.

At this moment, the door shattered.

A divine transcendent, fiery golden light poured in, illuminating the room.

Roland, who appeared at the door of the room, had a solemn and solemn face, and his whole body was surrounded by the milky white halo emitted by the blessing technique, as if a god had descended from the heavens.

Roland wielded his sword with both hands, and the blade fell, and a dazzling holy light swung towards the silver-haired figure in the corner of the room, like the golden glow of the sun.

Sensing the movement in the room and learning of Constantine's attack, the paladin reacted immediately

Being able to conceal both his and Constantine's perception shows that the strength of this sudden trialist is by no means ordinary, so Roland has no spare strength.

After judging the opponent's position with the help of magic fluctuations, the paladin did not hesitate to bless himself with a high-level blessing technique as quickly as possible, skipping the charging link, and slashing directly at the person in the door with a "holy slash".

In the corner, the silver-haired woman raised her head and looked at the brilliant sword that was slashing at her, her expression unchanged, powerful and confident.

A pleasant sound sounded, and the saber beside her flicked automatically, drawing a half-moon-shaped arc around her, like a clear and ethereal magical aura like moonlight water waves.

However, under Roland's shocked gaze, the crescent-shaped wave of light actually passed through his sword rays, and it was not blocked at all, hitting Roland's body.

The paladin snorted, the light on his body suddenly dimmed, and the protection formed by the condensation of the holy light was shattered by the crescent sword qi.

The powerful magic burst out, and Roland's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, passing through most of the corridor, shattering a wall, and falling to the ground with a body full of rubble.

In just one round, the winner is decided.

The blow shook Roland, but the silver-haired woman was not proud, but turned her head to look at Constantine, and a strange color flashed in her eyes.

Just now, on the way back to Roland, Constantine actually had the strength to bless his servants with a magic shield like lightning.

Otherwise, Roland would have been hurt more heavily, not like he is now, at least he would have the strength to stand up.

In the eyes of a master like the silver-haired woman, this simple move has already represented a lot.

However, the ten seconds that Roland got up alone were enough for the silver-haired woman to do a lot of things.

The silver-haired woman twisted her wrist, grasped the hilt of the sword in the air, and slashed at Constantine with a backhand sword, and the silver light like smoke and mist wrapped around the narrow blade of the sword, and the room was suddenly sparkling again.

Constantine narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the sword that was slashing at him at a rapid pace.

The shape of the long sword quickly enlarged in the starry eyes, and pieces of information swept around it, projected in the spiritual sea.

The message showed that the wave-like light covering the blade was an extremely condensed magical power, unmatchedly sharp, even if it was blessed on an ordinary magic steel sword, it could easily cut through most of the common protective spells of the Magus.

Can compress the magic to such a point, who is the other party?

Constantine took a deep breath and inhaled a wisp of cold wind from the night into his lungs, and at the same time, dissipated the spell from his fingertips, revealing his palms.

Facing such a terrifying sword at close range, facing an opponent with such a terrifying realm, ordinary defensive magic is useless, even an arcane master like Joey has to pay twelve points of attention.

He doesn't plan to use the palm of his hand to make a hard connection, for bounty hunters, the practice of entering the white blade empty-handed seems to be extremely bloody, but in fact it is stupid and boring to the extreme, and it is okay to attract people's attention, but if you really want to use it in a life-and-death fight, it is stupid.

Countless tiny lines of energy stretched out and constricted in the palm of his hand, and at the same time, dozens of free stars silently merged into the arcane lines.

The power of the stars combined with the energy cutting, and the final result was the blue light blade in his hand now, which increased the power of the energy cutting geometrically.

Another big benefit: the starlight and arcane lines are very similar in color, and the fusion of the two is very subtle, so it is not easy to be exposed.

In the arena, he used this magic light blade to split Maudekaiser's unbreakable legendary iron armor with one sword.

With this Starlight Blade, Constantine truly had the capital to fight hand-to-hand with professionals above the Sanctuary level, and became a veritable melee mage.