Chapter 484: Little Hammer

Two in a row

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Anyway, he also visited the legendary powerhouse, and Xuanye didn't come and go, and came to a gate similar to a camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, before he could say the words of his visit, a guard wrapped in armor lowered his halberd in his hand and said in a cold voice

"The barracks are heavy, and they retreat. ā€

The cold voice is not mixed with the slightest emotion, and it is meticulous.

Although he was only at the professional level, he made Xuanye feel a familiar aura, an aura that had never been seen in the body of a strong man in the current world.

The spirit of the army!

An invincible treasure for the basic soldiers of the Terrans!

In the early past, just before the Violet Fortress, the predecessor of the Wall of Omdo, I saw Terran soldiers appear!

The professional human race occupies an absolute disadvantage compared to other races, and it is entirely by relying on discipline and military spirit that they can compete and stand out.

It's just that with the collapse of the crown and the death of all the veterans, the backbone of the human race's military soul was broken, and the method of military training was almost lost.

Unexpectedly, this red dragon knight actually cowered here, and quietly cultivated this kind of military spirit.

As long as they are used as seeds, they can be expanded tenfold and hundredfold.

No wonder, no wonder so, no wonder the Omdor Wall is filled with all the military and their relatives.

The number of 300,000 to accommodate ordinary refugees cannot solve any problem at all, but cultivating an army with a military soul represents hope for the future.

Although it was a compromise, this red dragon knight did not give up, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for support from the human hinterland, and then a showdown.

Oh, the Pope of Light controls the general trend of the hinterland, and he can't help you, so I'll do it......

Many thoughts flashed through his heart, and the purpose and intention of the Red Dragon Knight were analyzed and deduced in an instant, and the reality was just a moment in the past, and a gentle smile appeared on Xuanye's face, and he handed out an identity token

"Please pass this token to Lord Red Dragon, and he will meet me. ā€

The opening was such a big sign as the Red Dragon Knight, and the soldier's eyes immediately sharpened.

It's not that you're scared, it's a look at fools and liars, and it's a bit possible that you know the Overseer and a battalion commander or something, and you even say Lord Red Dragon Knight.

Really, when we are comics.

But after all, it was a soldier trained by Haman, although he was unruly, but the military discipline was quite strict, and he still took the sign of Xuanye to check

"Military? Violet Praetorian Guard, what kind of organization is this. ā€

Looking at the style of the brand, it is quite similar to the military badge recognized by himself and others, but there is no violet guard in the army.

It's just that when a guard next to him heard this, he showed a little doubt

"Wait, I think I've heard of it somewhere. ā€

And just when both of them were a little confused, Xuanye smiled, after all, he was a legend, he should have discovered himself a long time ago.

"Pass the Holy Order of the Red Dragon Knight and let him in. ā€

While the two guards were a little confused about the name, a sergeant who looked like a herald trotted over and gave the order at the same time.

The two guards, who were originally puzzled, couldn't help but be shocked, but in the end, the excellent military discipline still made them instinctively put away their weapons and salute.

After nodding to the two of them, Xuanye walked into the camp and followed the herald forward.

It wasn't until after Xuanye left that the guard, who was a little familiar at first, looked shocked and said to his companion

"I remember!"

The tone of surprise startled his companion

"Standing guard, what are you doing in a daze, what do you remember. ā€

"That's the brand, the Violet Guard!"

"Oh, is that really it?"

"This is the identity card of the army to which the Red Dragon Knight belonged at the beginning!"

ā€œ......ā€

The stunned two couldn't help but look at each other speechless for a long time, and then they were silent, what kind of sacredness is this!

......

Along the way, the layout style of the camp was quite similar to that year, which made Xuanye also feel embarrassed, for himself, time was not long.

But for Harman Kenzer, it's been thousands of years.

There should be a command relationship along the way, all the way unimpeded, and finally came to a castle, just came to the vicinity, Xuanye felt the strong dragon power in the castle, and the sense of majesty that has been stained on the castle for many years.

This castle does not have any magic materials, nor does it have any magic barriers, but the long-term residence of the Holy Throne and the addition of a giant dragon have already rendered this castle into a holy relic level existence.

"The marshal is waiting in the cultivation room, please follow the lower official. ā€

After entering the castle, the herald couldn't help but bow his head again.

It's just that Genya seems to feel like something is wrong when he hears it.

"Cultivation room?"

"Now is the time for Dashuai to practice every day. ā€

"Oh, let's go. ā€

When he came to a stone gate, the stone door opened slowly and automatically without wind, and then the herald made a gesture of invitation to Xuanye.

Xuanye didn't have any pretension about this, and stepped into it directly, and then the stone door slowly closed......

......

As soon as he came to a vast space that looked like a cultivation dojo, Xuanye also saw that familiar figure in the center of the dojo.

The shirt he took off revealed the toned muscles underneath, and he was slowly doing various movements, each movement was full of heaviness, and it didn't look like the practice of the Holy Throne at all, and the forging of ordinary attendants was roughly like this.

After all, they fought side by side, and his physical characteristics have not changed much over the years.

If you want to talk about the change, the only thing that is not deliberately released, but every move makes you feel extremely depressed coercion.

This is caused by the absolute disparity in strength between the two sides.

Ahhh~

It's so angry to think about it, back then, I was able to beat him in all directions at 360 degrees, but now it's completely reversed.

It seems to feel that Genya is coming in.

Harman, who took off his shirt, put on a pose that highlighted all the muscles of his body to the extreme, and then made a cold voice without looking back

"Say, choose what way to die. ā€

As he spoke, he also changed the actions of a thinker, which completely collapsed the image of the original legendary power, and once again overlapped with the comic figure in his memory.

Ma Dan, I'm really careful, didn't I just tie you up once?

Genya's face was full of dead fish eyes, and he didn't know how to answer......

"Haman, Haman, is this the dragon envoy you said, the bronze dragon envoy, it's so rare. ā€

But at this moment, a milky voice came, but it was a voice that made Xuanye a little confused inexplicably, where did it come from.

Then a fat little red dragon the size of a puppy, fluttering and fanning its wings, flew down from the top of the night.

The big bright eyes on the fat face stared at Xuanye curiously, with an expression that I want to see through you.

, it's a baby dragon that is younger than Olya, well, according to records, it seems that it has been thousands of years since Haman rescued it and signed a contract, and the dragon clan is really a strange race.

Like a puppy, he kept sniffing beside Xuanye, and then couldn't help but say in a milky voice again

"Why is there still a smell of black dragons, which black dragon has left a mark on you. ā€

Xuanye only had a head full of residual thoughts when he heard the words, marks, what marks, how did it sound like a puppy peeing and leaving a mark......