As soon as I landed in Tuga, I got a shocking news, the Dark Cult has started a full-scale war, the army has invaded Calradia, and a steady stream of dark forces soldiers have crossed the sea from the east, speaking of which Calradia and the Dark Cult are on the same continental plate, but because the eastern Calradia is blocked by the continuous mountains like Mount Everest, they can only bypass the eastern mountains through the ocean in the north, and then land in Calradia on the coastline in Nord to the west.

Nord bore the brunt of the attack, and naturally became the first target to be attacked, and King Ragnar, who loves to pretend, is really in trouble this time, and it is estimated that he will be beaten. Everyone knows that a sheep leading a lion can't beat a flock of sheep led by a lion, not to mention that the lord of Nord is at most a pack of coyotes, while the Dark Cult is a real flood beast. Of course, perhaps Ragnar can defeat the Dark Cult with aristocratic etiquette, smoke them with his nobility, oh no, edification, and then put the enemies to shame, and then kill themselves all, ah, praise to the noble, King Ragnar has achieved a brilliant victory......

After killing several teams of invading dark teams, Tuga and the others finally returned to the valley safely. While the team was resting, Tuga went to Dégiosburg again. With his intelligence, of course, he already understood that this particular mirror was the mirror mentioned in the clue, and after entering the hall with a large bag of stones, he took out the mirror and looked around.

Finally, at the top of the hall, he saw two strange puppets through a mirror, which was not a stone wall. Tuga nodded and said softly to himself, "Sure enough, there are ghosts!"

The clue mentions that they say 'they have everything in their sights', and it turns out to be these two puppets. He took out the stone and smiled and read, "Come on, let's try torture." ”

Whoosh----! first shot of the stone flew away from the head of the puppet on the right, and ----! second shot passed between the two puppets. Tujia is full of black lines in his head, and with his precision and eyesight, there are such mistakes in a row. Third, fourth...... Tuga began to undress and take off his armor. The fifth shot, hit!Well, it's going to be replaced by the next one. The sixth shot, by the way, hit it, but it was the one just now. What to do? Looks like the order is messed up. It doesn't matter, just treat it as if it's only one hit, and continue to hit the one next to you. Although I haven't specifically practiced throwing stones, after all, where is the foundation, and the Tuga who throws something is still much stronger than the average person.

Soon, he found his touch, and the sound of the stone hitting the wood continuously was unprecedentedly pleasant. After repeating this many times, a pleasant sound suddenly sounded in the hall, and Tuga seemed to have touched some mechanism. Then an old scroll slowly descended from the zenith, and Tuga hurried over to pick it up, only to find that there were two thin transparent silk threads wrapped around the ends of the curl. As soon as I pulled hard, the silk thread broke, and I took a cursory look at the roll, only to see two quaint words written outside: secret legend. Tuga looked around cautiously, then put the scroll into dimensional space, and quickly left the hall. I don't know if it was because of the shaking of the closed door or other reasons, another scroll fell from the zenith, and on it were two other quaint words: Treasure Book. Unfortunately, Tuga did not return. Soon after, the door opened again, and a 'servant' with shabby clothes and whip marks on his face came in to clean it, his real identity was actually a noble son of a concubine, although he was called like a dog by his brothers and sisters since he was a child, and he would be beaten violently if he was not satisfied, so that even the servants were sad to see it, but he had the ability to seize the opportunity, because he was literate......

After getting the secret scroll, Tuga read it attentively, but it was difficult to figure out in many places, and the encyclopedia in the previous volume could not help him much, and he was now very eager to get the next encyclopedia. It is better to take action, and he came to the village called Azgold where the scholar Trapp was again, and expressed his intention to the village chief, who smiled and did not answer. Instead, he said that he needed fifteen cows, and asked Tuga if he would like to help? Tuga stared at the village chief, and then called for fifteen cows. The village chief said that he needed seven bags of wheat for seeding, and Tuga satisfied him again, and then he said that the villagers needed professional guidance to do some militia training against the bandits. It's a pity that several of the servants who specialize in training Tuga are not around, so he has to personally go into battle to guide the villagers, and after educating a dozen villagers with wooden sticks, these guys finally have a little appearance, and just when Tuga was about to make a mission, a group of robbers happened to come to this village to rob.

After taking out all the robbers with the villagers and rejecting the villagers' insignificant thanks, Tuga's reputation in the village was already higher than that of the village chief. The village chief then handed him the second volume of the Calradia Encyclopedia, and at the same time told him that this set of books was actually officially printed by the ancient Calad's empire, and that every Calradian village chief had at least one copy in his hand, and Tuga was silent......

After leaving the village, Tuga, who was riding on the rainbow, looked at the next encyclopedia with little interest, but he was soon attracted by the contents of the book, and he did not realize that he was actually brought back to the valley by the old horse. After entering the exclusive room of the station, he eagerly absorbed the knowledge in the book, and after a few days of sleepless rest, he finally finished reading it roughly, and felt that Tuga, whose knowledge level had risen greatly, fell asleep satisfied. When he woke up, he had a good meal and began to study the secret scroll.

Manid, who returned from the merchant, brought back a very bad news, at present, most of the Nord territory is in turmoil, the noble lords have been beaten badly, and the news of the defeat of a certain nobleman can be heard at any time, it seems that the fall of the whole territory is not far away, and the Zeda side has also begun to be unstable, and the free knights' stations have been threatened, and there have been several skirmishes. The rest of the continent was also not peaceful, and Manid did not dare to go out to run business. Tuga didn't care about this, anyway, this time Manid brought back a large amount of military supplies according to his instructions, plus those that had been hoarded in the valley before, enough for him to use for a long time. Originally, these things were planned by Tuga to expand the army, and his original plan was to expand the regular army to 5,000 people.

It is a pity that there is currently only a regular army of more than 3,000 people, and the auxiliary force is three times that number. Of course, don't count on the combat effectiveness of the auxiliaries, to put it bluntly, some armed peasants. When the nobles were fighting, they often brought out large groups of peasant soldiers, but where did these peasant soldiers come from? In this way, starting from the feudal system, a fiefdom knight was the smallest feudal nobleman, simply put, a small landlord, and when the higher lord needed to fight, they would bring the peasants in their village to the battlefield. Those big battles that cost tens of thousands at every turn are actually very likely to be a team of dozens of knights. There is a lord loyal to the seventy or eighty fiefdom knights under his command, and he can already be regarded as a powerful middle nobleman. To put it bluntly, the king of Calradia is the most powerful lord in the country, and his subordinates usually have hundreds of fiefdom knights. The relationship between the various lords in the country is very complicated, in short, they are nominally loyal to the king, but in fact they have the final say in their own territory.

After comprehending the secret legend and practicing frantically for a few days, Tuga, who began to calm down, paid attention to the battle situation, and every day Mama Tea would send some new battle reports, and now Nord has not been completely annihilated, there is a tall man in front, and there is still not much danger for the time being, but when the dark forces finish fighting Nord, it is time to clean him up. Something must be done, Tuga naturally understands the truth of the cold lips and teeth, not to mention that his secret skill cultivation has also reached a bottleneck, and he needs to find some enemies and temper his tricks with actual combat. No matter how much I practice in private, I feel that something is missing, and I can't reach the state of rolling up to the above.

When he came out of the valley and encountered a troop of roaming dark hunters, Tuga frowned, was he afraid that he would run away, and had been keeping an eye on him? He motioned for the team to set up a formation, but at first he did not move, and then he rushed to the enemy team alone.

"Drink! "Drink!" Before Tuga rushed into the pile of enemies, he roared and waved the iron spine spear in his hand, and a strong air flow burst out, swaying all the enemy soldiers in front of him, and some of the low-level soldiers with poor physique directly vomited blood and fell to the ground, which looked quite fierce, but in fact did not kill a single enemy. Tuga frowned, as he felt that this use had a strong sense of lag, and it had consumed almost half of his strength, and he had only killed and wounded a dozen enemies, and none of them were fatal.

When I usually practice against the scarecrow, not only does it consume very little, but it is also instantaneous without delay. He knew that the amount of energy expended was related to the quantity and quality of the objects impacted, but what was the cause of this sluggishness? Of course, the good thing was that he began to feel his inadequacy and began to understand how to control it. After all, it was with the obstacles of these living people that he had a deeper understanding of the operation of tricks.

After finding some senses, Tuga came to the storm again, although he still had a sense of sluggishness, but his lethality was significantly improved, and after killing some of the enemies, he immediately retreated, because the enemies were almost surrounding him. After taking a bow and arrows and flying a kite on the periphery, Tuga rushed into the crowd again...... It's a pity that he couldn't practice a few more times, because Sain was worried about Tuga's safety, and commanded the shooters to solve the battle in minutes, which was not too powerful, Tuga explained to Sain, but the result was very sad, not only did he not get permission, but he was also forced to put an extra plate on the outside of the chain mail. In desperation, he had no choice but to find the next enemy army, and then directly rushed into battle to release his skills...... Tuga's side was killing very happily, but dozens of kilometers away, a neatly organized team was rapidly approaching him, led by his acquaintances.

Finreal set foot in Calradia with his army of Doom, wandering through everything that stood in their way, leaving no enemy in his way. But when he learned that Ganif had been defeated by Tuga and had to return home for treatment, he had some new ideas, so he set out with hundreds of cavalry on a journey to track Tuga.

In the Dark Empire, Fenrir and his legions of Doom are the most independent troops. Unlike the other two giants, Garnif and Finreal are not actually subordinate to each other, but nominally the Dark Cult is under the control of Garnif. The Legion of Doom was originally the Knights of the Cathar of the Drua Cult on the continent of Charlonay, and the main force was the Knights of Judgment of the Dark Order of Medius. This tradition continues to this day, so the Knights of Doom not only fight externally, but also maintain the purity of the Order internally. In layman's terms, if Garnifer made a mistake, Fenrir had the right to judge him. And the other two giants do not have this power. The Grim Reaper Legion under Hull is dominated by archers, and the Eye of Death is the strongest archery unit in the Dark Cult. Yumengander is in control of the Earth Dragon Legion, a mixed legion dominated by infantry troops, which were originally auxiliary legions of the Doomsday Legion, but with the deliberate support of Garnif, they have become two other powerful military forces.

Of course, if Yumon Gandergahel and Fenrir had a clan duel, it would still be Fenrir who would win in the end, of course, the result may be a disastrous victory, but it will definitely not be lost. After all, Fenrir's strength is all-round strength, if Eumengnd and Fenrir can fight a tie in a heads-up, indicating that the individual combat effectiveness of the two is equal, then the tactics and strategies of the unified army, Eumengand is a primary school student in front of Fenrir. Although Hull has the lowest personal strength, he is the most powerful of the three in terms of insidious cunning, but Fenrir's brain is not bad, especially his rich experience in commanding large battles. If there is a surprise soldier, Hull may not lose if the soldiers are dangerous, but if it comes to being an upright soldier, Hull is still a primary school student.

Tuga had just comprehended the mystery of the secret technique, and before he could get excited, the arrival of an acquaintance was like a basin of cold water poured over his head.

Fenrir didn't go in front of Tuga, because Tuga kept backing away to keep his distance, and Fenrir smiled and said from afar, "Tuga, meet again." ”

Tuga squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Hello, Mr. Fenrir, I haven't seen you for a while, but you are still shining." ”

"Haha. Fenrir laughed, "You're still so interesting, I wonder if you'd be interested in working with me." ”

Tuga felt chills all over his body for no apparent reason, and Fenrir's laughter always had an indescribable flavor that made him panic. After a pause, Tuga tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "This, this is still not necessary, I don't have enough people to kill others." ”

"Kill?" Although Fenrir smiled and whispered a kill, Tuga was a spirit. Fenrir smiled when he saw it, and then continued, "Work with me, and I'll see who dares to kill you." ”

Tujiaxin said: "What I'm afraid of is that you will kill me." But on the surface, he still tried to laugh, but unfortunately failed. Tuga sighed and said, "I'm used to being free, so I don't want it." ”

"Cooperate with me, and I will naturally make you the commander of the whole army, not only me, but the other two legion commanders will obey your command. How about it, do you want to think about it. Fenrir dropped another bombshell.

Tuga was really a little shaken, and he just said something polite, and he dragged it out with the snake first. I heard a violent scolding voice from behind him: "Cooperate with you paralyzed @#¥%#@#¥@......" Then, Tuga saw a black-faced man riding a horse and holding a red-lit two-handed sword rushing towards Fenrir.

Tuga slapped his forehead, and the picture behind him was too beautiful for him to dare to look at. Anyway, two unidentified objects flew back at a speed far beyond the speed that they had rushed out, and then collided with the masked man and Mevar who had run away. Originally, the two of them were going to interfere with Fenrir far beyond them, but before the arrow could be fired, they were knocked away by Rolf and the horse who flew back. The masked man was hit by a horse, and although he dodged in time, he still spat blood, and his mounts collided together, and naturally they all died. The strange thing is that Rolf is actually fine, but Mevar who tried to catch him was slightly injured.

Tuga's pupils shrank sharply, and the pitch-black spear that suddenly appeared in Fenrir's hand made him feel inexplicably depressed. He looked at the Iron Spine Spear in his hand again, and then he quietly put it away.

Narrator: Tujia said in his heart, his grandmother's is so big, it's so black, it's big and black, it's even more flexible than my small one.