The distorted light and shadow were getting closer and closer, and the creepy chatter and strange laughter came from the front, accompanied by countless slender arms stained with slime dancing in the space, and the voice was piercing and sharp, making the recruits tremble for a while.

"Don't be afraid! these are just weak spirits, think about who you are, pluck up your courage, and step head-on!" Suddenly, a clear, powerful voice echoed through the ruins.

The voice...... It's the Governor-General!

After hearing the voice of anticipation, Ilan suddenly lifted his spirits, and his stiff fingers pinched the barrel of the cannon, as if he could draw strength from the weapon, and his pace became noticeably steady.

Just harmless wraiths...... Step on!

The young men silently recited this sentence in their hearts, and then glanced at their comrades beside them with their peripheral vision, gritted their teeth one by one, and crashed head-on into the evil thing in the dark.

The cold wind rustled through the snow, and the sound of the ghostly laughter and howling lingered in the ears, and in the hazy darkness, several broken warriors turned around and tried to flee, but they were pushed by a pair of large hands against their waists, covering their mouths, and firmly and resolutely pushing the resentful spirits.

It's close!

Ilan finally saw the resentful spirit in front of him, in the chaotic light, the shadow-like body fluttered there and swayed, his eyes were slit, and he faintly saw a touch of blood, and his mouth was constantly opening on both sides.

Those mouths were really big, and they were getting bigger and bigger, and soon all that was left of the shadows' bodies was one mouth.

The young men's eyes were wide one by one, they kept panting, their fingers clenched the barrel tightly, and the sweat continued to turn into ice crystals, mixed with the drifting snow and flew into the sky.

"Shout, shout out the timidity and fear in your body! You will be an invincible Celtic army! Rush over! Rush through this horde of seemingly terrifying spirits!"

In the darkness of the space, the powerful voice sounded again, like a blast of thunder rolling across the sky, obscuring the howl of the cold wind and the shadow for a moment.

"Rush, aaa, kill, a!"

"Ahhh!!!!h

"Lisa! I love you!"

The recruits howled one by one as if they were looking up to the sky, some gritting their teeth, and some weeping. Others had hideous faces, trampling on the flying snowflakes and stumbling through the howling snow of the shadows.

Saved?

Ilan only felt a cold wind blowing in front of him, and then there was a little light in front of him, and the further he went, the brighter the light became, and soon, the figures of the Governor and several chief officers appeared in the field of vision.

They also stood in the snow, with a dilapidated castle behind them that was dilapidated but sheltered from the cold. Piles of bonfires were lit inside, and the air was filled with the aroma of broth.

Bang Bang Bang!

The Governor and several bishops applauded the recruits at the same time for their courage and discipline.

The recruits subconsciously raised their heads and stopped their steps, and those who cried quickly stopped sobbing, and some stood in place stupidly, suddenly, they felt an unprecedented relief.

I thought it was scary at first, but think about it. Actually, it's nothing!

Taking into the expressions of the young men, Yalei and the bishop turned their bodies sideways. sent the warm fire behind him into everyone's eyes, and then asked with a smile:

"Do you plan to go back to rest directly after drinking the broth, or do you plan to wait for the comrades in the back to come over, and then rest after drinking the soup together?"

“......”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and at the same time shook their heads, tacitly choosing to stay where they were. Get ready to admire the embarrassed expressions of the second group as they burst out of the darkness.

"The power of the Great Bear and the orangutan!"

"I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you!

"Woohoo woo woo!"

Soon, a crying howl came from behind them, and the first row of recruits suddenly put on a haughty expression and looked at them with disdain, completely forgetting how embarrassed they had just been.

......

Following. Earl's Court.

The snow disaster that ravaged North and South Celtic for half a month finally stopped, and the Celtic province also ushered in the coldest winter, and the time when the ice and snow melted was perhaps the most vibrant moment in Glamorgan.

The wet mist began to fill, the walls of the Brave Town looked hazy in the mist, and the weeds and trees of the Dryad Forest spread their fat branches and leaves, hurriedly sucking in the dew and moisture, and when the sun shone down, they all converged their leaves and drooped to sleep.

Light-phobia and preference for darkness is a phenomenon peculiar to plants in the Cursed Lands.

Unknown little creatures scurried in the shadows, one by one, crawling onto the relatively dry ground, looking forward to the long-lost sunshine.

After such a long period of cold storms, only the Earl's Court, which has a spring-like climate all year round, can maintain normal operation.

Nancy climbed the sturdy and delicate spiral stone staircase to the top floor of the Earl's Court, spun aimlessly around and continued to the edge of the rooftop until he reached the fence of chains and stone columns.

The neat and chic flower beds below stretch to the left and right to the end of the courtyard, disappearing into the edge of the fence, while directly ahead, the silver snowfield stretches as far as the eye can see.

The girl lifted her hood and let the sun shine on her purple ponytail, letting the cold and wet blow her hair up, and she stood in the distance with her hands on the iron railing.

At the end of the line of sight, the mound on the edge of the plain undulated like waves, Nancy took a deep breath, put her hands into horns to her lips, and exclaimed:

"New world, I'm coming!"

Her clear voice was scattered in the wind, looking at the oval spots of light gradually rising in the east, although there was no difference between the sun and the sun on the two continents, she still chose to close her eyes and use her face to taste the warmth brought by the sunrise. The light passes through the eyelids, staining the vision bright red, with a very different kind of vitality and vitality.

Suddenly, a voice pulled her thoughts back:

"Miss Nancy, I'm glad to see you so happy, but don't forget to pay attention to the time and occasion, it's just dawn. ”

The girl shuddered with fright, and opened her eyes to look at a plate, and on the high platform that rose behind her, the black-haired knight was sitting on the base of the stone carving, his eyes looking straight at him, and his hands were still holding a golden scepter of dazzling shape.

"Ahh He turned and grinned at the other person.

"It's a bit early to be called that. Yalei glanced at her with a smile, and while pouring the fighting energy in his body into the spear, he asked:

"Where's Kasha, and when are you and her going to leave?"

"I'm sorry, Kasha she's too weak to keep her shape. ”

The girl pursed her lips with an innocent expression, turned her back against the guardrail, tilted her head, and said, "I'm going to leave after breakfast." You wouldn't mind, would you?"

"Whatever you want. ”

The black-haired knight took out an envelope from the pocket of his shirt, flicked his fingers, and the golden ticket spun and flew downward, drawing a slender and shiny parabola, shooting at the girl's white face, which was gently grasped by the other party.

"This is your and Kasha's travel fee and temporary pass, with the help of that spring goblin, you seem to be barely a fairy doctor, so use this identity to do things. ”

"Wow!"

Nancy took the gold ticket from the envelope and held it above her head. The sun shone on that line of numbers, and his eyes turned into golden colors: "With so much money, I can't spend it at all." ”

"If you can't spend it, it's yours. ”

Yalei cast his eyes on the golden spear in his hand, closed his eyes, and said with a solemn expression: "You should know what this matter means to me, don't do irrational stupid things." ”

"Rest assured!"

The girl patted herself and Charlene on the chest of the same magnitude, and said seriously: "Since you do what you say, then I will definitely do what I say." ”

"I'm not going to put all my hopes in you and the dying god. But if you can really solve the problem for me. ”

With that, Yalei opened his eyes. Re-turn your gaze to the other person:

"You will have my friendship and goodwill. ”

"I just want you to solve the identity problem for me, it's too dangerous to run around a place like Rosevia as a stowaway. ”

Nancy blinked, then chuckled, "Of course, if you're willing to teach me the full theory of the aether, that's even better." ”

"It's a small thing. He nodded.

......

After a hearty breakfast, the girl put on her piano bag. Facing the rising sun, he left the Earl's Court and set out on a journey to find a scholar who was proficient in the Palerian language.

After seeing this energetic girl leave, the black-haired knight swept the golden gun in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh again:

"What level of weapon are you? Why is it so cumbersome to use?"

In fact, the difficulty of using the weapon has nothing to do with the level, but because the origin of this gun is too vague, there is only a distant legend, and even the name of the previous master is not known.

This phenomenon exists in a large number of equipment in the arsenal of light, because it is all treasures stolen from various worlds, and most of the users die with the method of use.

Therefore, it is not that the emperor does not want to increase the combat power of the weapons and equipment in the treasury to the legions under his command, but because there is no use for equipment, and it can only be collected as trophies and decorations.

“......”

After completely pouring the fighting energy in his body into the body of the gun, Yalei's chest rose and fell slightly, and while recovering his strength, he thought about his plans for the next period of time.

The search for a scholar who is proficient in the Paderian language certainly cannot be delayed, and he believes that it is still possible to solve it by throwing money at it, if 10 million is not enough, then 20 million.

And dealing with the Highland kingdom in this regard...... While strengthening oneself, it's time to weaken the enemy, and now is the time to use the remnant of the Pandoragon dynasty, the candied lady of the Redwood Tree Consortium.

A cold light flashed in the black-haired knight's eyes.

......

Highland Kingdom, Hall of Soulsculp.

Prince Kenneth, dressed in a white sackcloth, followed the court mage and paced slowly along the stone wall, the light reflecting the flickering reliefs on the walls and pillars, dragging behind him a series of scattered and colorful shadows.

They walked through the dark and hidden corridor and stepped into a large, circular gloomy hall.

There were many upright lampposts suspended throughout the hall, each of which looked more or less the same, a transparent glass lampshade containing an orange-yellow slurry - no flame, only a dim and steady light, never flickering. Never extinguished.

The air here is humid and warm, the rows of round holes at the foot of the wall are steaming with warm white steam, and the ground is densely engraved with rune runes, inlaid in hollows of various shapes.

Some are round, some are oval, and some are square. Teardrop shape, irregular shape, etc. Various shapes and sizes form a diagram of the transformation of the operation, all of which are connected by silver pipes to the green pool of metal water in the center.

Thirteen court mages, including the mage who brought him over, sat on their seats on the other side of the hall, talking in dialects that His Royal Highness could not really hear.

The heir of the Fannon family wandered through the empty and dark stone hall, caressing the mysterious carvings on the wall in the soft light, and he knew very well that this seemingly inconspicuous prop was one by one. will give themselves unimaginable powers.

For the sake of the Fannon family's rule, and for the peace of the Highland Kingdom, he must become a legendary Rune warrior who can stand up to the governor.

Kenneth's thoughts were interrupted by the whimper of the door.

The court mage on his seat stood up, faced the door, and bowed humbly towards the figure who had just stepped into the hall:

"Everything is ready, my majesty. ”

"Good. ”

King Gary let out a deep voice, his sharp gaze crossed his son's face, and walked calmly to the seat on the other side of the hall.

"Kenneth. My son, are you ready? You will become the second legendary rune warrior of the Fannon family. The old king grasped the armrests of his seat with both hands and looked at his successor with expectant eyes.

"Yes Father, I have been looking forward to this day all the time. Kenneth resisted his excitement and replied respectfully.

"Good, good. ”

King Gary let out a long sigh of leisure, and was very satisfied with everything about this son: "Someday I will come to the end of my reign." And you will be crowned king. ”

He turned to the court mage beside him:

"Are the casting materials and props ready?"

"All are ready, my lord. ”

The court mage who had approached the hall with the Great Prince earlier slapped his palm lightly, and his lips moved slightly. A strange staccato syllable came out of his mouth.

The syllables are sometimes sharp, sometimes low.

Suddenly, the light, the space burst into a dazzling light, and everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes to adjust to the sudden increase in brightness.

All the slurry poured into the lamppost shone brightly, turning from a dim candle flame to a dazzling sun, and the entire Soul Sculpting Hall was like noon in an instant.

And in the pool in the center of the hall, with a dull roar, the bright liquid poured like a waterfall into the darkness below.

"Go, my son!"

In the midst of the light, the old king rose from his seat excitedly.

“......”

His Royal Highness the Prince of the Highland Kingdom took a deep breath, took off his sackcloth, and jumped into the bottom of the dark pool.

"Your Highness, please ignite your fighting spirit, the Soul Shaping Technique Transformation Diagram will convert all the fire of life into soul energy, and you ...... You will become the strongest rune warrior in the kingdom!"

The court mage stood directly in front of the pool, and as he spoke, his hands turning a rudder-shaped wheel of the Pillar.

Whoosh!

A deep purple flame erupted from the bottom of the pool, circling and burning rapidly at the bottom of the pool, and the brilliance was so dazzling that it even obscured the continuous flow of light that was constantly pouring into the surrounding area.

"This! It's actually a weak natural calamity-level fighting spirit! His Royal Highness the prince really deserves to be a once-in-a-century genius!" The mages also showed a look of horror as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

"Hahahaha!"

King Gary stroked his beard and let out a smug laugh after noticing the court mage's shocked expression.

Because the fighting spirit of the Cataclysmic level is almost the apex that the rest of the warriors can reach except for the orthodox knights, and there is no way to go further. And becoming a natural calamity-level warrior at the age of twenty-six is considered excellent in Rosevia, not to mention that his son has not yet fallen behind the royal inheritance's Lune spell.

If there is such an heir, Celtic must be very prosperous!

Bang!

Among the hundreds of lampposts that hung silently high, one was shattered, countless golden arcs splashed out, and a huge amount of energy was poured into the dense and complex technique transformation diagram below.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The various shapes of the transformation diagrams lit up one by one, and the magnificent flow of light slowly rotated around the central pool, and with each revolution, the blazing purple light flame weakened by one point, and on the other hand, Kenneth's soul essence increased by one point.

The combat method of the Rune warrior is to use the power of the soul to urge various props to fight, and the stronger the soul core, the more complex and high-end the rune props that can be manipulated.

There are two ways for them to enhance their soul power, the first is to rely on various meditation methods to slowly accumulate, and the second is to rely on the soul shaping technique transformation diagram inherited by their ancestors to convert the fire of life into soul energy.

Therefore, the age of the Rune warriors is almost twenty-six years old, because this is the age when their physical strength begins to fail, and they will convert the fighting energy that has been trained to the limit into soul power.

The Legion Commander-level Rune warriors are almost all formed by this kind of impact, except that Kenneth is stronger than them. The fighting spirit of the Cataclysmic level, coupled with the soul core of the Legion Commander level, will undoubtedly give birth to the most powerful Lune warriors.

Bang bang!

The lamps shattered one after another, extinguishing faster and faster, and the massive amount of magic power was continuously mixed into the fire of life through the coordinated operation of the magic transformation diagram, and was transformed into Kenneth's soul core together.

Buzz!

After the last lamppost went out, the flow of light stopped spinning, and a few seconds later, a particle-like beam of light burst from the bottom of the pool, piercing directly through the dome of the Soul Sculpting Hall and piercing deep into the sky.

......

Gramorgan, the rooftop of Earls Court.

Yalei raised his head with some sense, and felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, looking at the golden gun that was lying quietly in his hand, he didn't know how many times he sighed. (To be continued.) )