Time passed, the quenching gold sent by the mall was consumed, the fighting spirit on Charon's body was completely recovered, the bright gold no longer had dark flaws, and the sharp characteristics were even more agitated than when they were at their peak before, and when the fireworks were burning, the surrounding space was sharply cut out of the black line. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition to the recovery of the vitality of the fighting spirit, the dark wounds in his body were also slowly relieved and dissipated under the action of various medicines.

The human body is a precision machine, improper use will naturally cause wear and tear of parts, his previous battle seemed to be smooth and dripping, and there was no big problem after the war, but it was a deep foundation, in fact, the injury was still rooted in the body.

Once the body is exhausted and weakened, it is the moment when the dark injury returns, and his goal is to break through the peak level in the most perfect state, then of course these obstacles must be removed.

As the burning golden flame converged back into his body, the surrounding brilliance gradually faded, and Charon opened his eyes, but his sword-sharp gaze made the quiet room shine again.

Rising from the altar, Charon picked up the long-sleeved shirt that was resting beside him, and then stepped on the cold ground to the slowly open door.

After returning to the bedroom, he first took a shower and cleansed himself, then changed into a neat blue brocade robe, and glanced at himself in the full-length mirror.

When he reaches adulthood, his muscles and bones are fully developed, and such changes will occur, but the body instinctively self-regulates itself in order to better carry the power.

The quenching gold and various potions that the contribution points have replaced have been used by him, and his fighting spirit and physique have reached an unprecedented peak, and after a few days of recuperation, he can start to advance.

In the past few days, he is going to slow down his cultivation for the time being, and the legion personnel he is responsible for have recently completed their learning tasks one after another and began to assemble towards the camp, and the next stage is for him to lead this group of people to train.

Charon raised his head slightly, and the fighting spirit in his palm burst out, and the armor parts on the wooden frame suddenly flew over one after another.

His body flickered like a phantasmagor, most of the parts already on his body, except for a pair of iron gloves and a helmet still suspended in midair.

The silver-white ring on his hand shone brightly, and a spiral black hole the size of a basin suddenly appeared in front of him, and he reached out and took out a knight's sword of the most traditional and regular type, and inserted it into the leather ring around his waist.

The two-handed sword, the bow and crossbow, and other inconvenient items were placed in the ring's storage space, and he threw the angular helmet into the black hole when he thought of the first day he needed to meet his knights.

Carrying iron gloves to the downstairs, the long dining table has been set up a sumptuous breakfast, these foods are steaming, he nodded secretly, this time for him to arrange miscellaneous things is still the attendant when he first came to Dongbai, the other party is delicate, and he really takes the time very well.

For a cheerful knight, Leng Leng Qing probably has no appetite, but he has always been happy and quiet, but he is not affected, the knife and fork press and cut, and quickly eat all the food.

After wiping the corners of his mouth, Charon put on iron gloves and left his residence.

Although he was basically in the house, the map of the headquarters of Amarington had already been imprinted in his mind, and the various routes were also clear in his mind, so he almost did not pause, and soon teleported to the barracks through multiple teleportation arrays.

The area that was fenced off as a training ground was vast, and in the distance there was a military camp, which was connected in a straight line, with flags fluttering on the seven-zhang high wooden poles, and in addition to the insignia of the Alliance, there was a sign of the name of the regiment in the lower right corner.

With the eyes of the great knight, he could still distinguish several military camps here, and Charon summoned a war horse from the seal, and then drove the war horse into the distance.

Some of the shouts were deafening, while others were terrifyingly quiet, as if the entire legion had gone to train elsewhere, and Charon didn't pay much attention to it.

Charon was not the only one galloping on the vast avenue, there were other imposing knights, but there was not much communication between them.

It wasn't until he passed one of them that the other looked sideways, fixed his eyes and then shouted, "Del Knight!"

The sudden shout made Charon slow down, and he approached the knight in red armor and asked, "I don't know who your Excellency is?"

"Arnown Byzhan, from the Northland Dawn Kingdom, as for his identity..."

The other party touched his nose and said with a little embarrassment: "If you are the Del Knight, then I should be your deputy." ”

Hearing what the other party said, Charon remembered the information that the Alliance had sent to his residence a few days ago, although he hurriedly swept it at the time and did not deliberately remember it, but with the memory of the great knight, the memory of the great knight now quickly floated in front of him.

The other party is also one of the great knights who were arranged by the alliance to the new legion, and his position is only half a level lower than himself, mainly to assist the legion leader to lead the battle.

I was going to work today, but I didn't recognize my colleagues, so it's no wonder that the other party was so surprised.

Charon didn't pay much attention to such negligence, but just diverted the topic and said, "Byzan knights, let's hurry up so as not to delay the oath." ”

Arnovin nodded in agreement, but secretly looked at Charon from time to time during the silent journey.

It's really curious that he was not from the Northland, nor is he a direct member of the Alliance, but he and another person can surpass him and become the commander of the new legion.

.........

In the vast camp, ordinary knights were gathering from all directions, lined up in the battlefield, but no one was managing them, and they looked very messy, and most of them were acquaintances who formed gangs and factions, and they were secretly exchanging heads.

Knights are good at fighting, and the armies they form are more disciplined than other forces, but this takes time to sharpen, and it is not as effective as on the battlefield when they are formed.

Each batch of newly recruited knights from all over the world is mostly unfamiliar with the people around them, and their origins are also varied, some are directly from the alliance training, some are from the private army of big families, and there are more mercenary groups and lone wanderers.

Although they can all keep their voices down, the scene is still chaotic, and there are knights who are silent and stand still, but there are only a few in the array.

Just as they were discussing hotly, someone caught a glimpse of the figure coming from the avenue, and said to the others coldly: "Lord Liede is here!"

The noisy scene suddenly fell silent, the knights restrained their emotions and straightened their bodies, in this hierarchical world, the big knights are the existence that they must maintain awe and humility, not to mention that the daily life has been arranged by the other party in the past few days.

It was none other than Blig, the Grand Knight of the Northland, who had a broad forehead, a high nose, and the wrinkles of time stretching on his face, but his expression was peaceful, not like a majestic and cold leader, in fact he had been assigned to this Left Seventh Legion, just to assist another Grand Knight.

Seeing that the knights below didn't make any more noise, the big knights didn't open their mouths to scold, and walked to the high platform to wait for the main master, the strong man that Dongbai had recently rumored to be comparable to the peak rank.

Although I don't believe in this kind of rumors that break common sense, but the air will not come to the wind, the other party must have an extremely outstanding place, I hope that such a strong man can temper this new army into a sharp and resilient weapon.

Just as the Grand Knight of Liede was thinking this, the gate of the camp in the distance rumbled open by itself, and the layers of unraveled protective circles bloomed with ripples and brilliance, and the two knights rushed into the camp from the light.

When he saw the face of the comer, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked, "So young?!"

The appearance of the big knight is not necessarily proportional to his age, but the younger the face, the faster the promotion, like Arnoff, who looks like a man in his thirties, is more common among knights, while Charon is too young.

And the sharp-eyed knights have seen that Arnoffen is half a horse behind, and the distinction between primary and secondary has been revealed, although the alliance is respected for strength, but the young lord will lead them to the war, they will naturally feel uneasy in their hearts, compared to the big knights who are lined up look much more reliable.

After Caaron and Arnovin dismounted, they strode up to the high platform, and the great knight of Lied also greeted them, and bowed without humility or arrogance.

"I've seen the Legionnaire, the Byzan Knight. ”

There is no obvious difference between the great knights, even if there is a master general above the other knights, but it is only to centralize power in wartime, and they treat each other as equals in peacetime, so Charon and the two are polite in return.

After a brief introduction, the big knight didn't drag his feet, and said directly: "Legion Chief, the next knights are ready. ”

"Then the oath-taking ceremony begins. Charon bowed his head and strode to the front of the high platform, followed by the two knights of Lyed and Arnovin, facing more than two thousand knights together.

The black-pressed knight array was silent, even though the three adults did not release their momentum, but out of instinctive awe of the great knight, they had already felt the heavy weight, and they were pouring into their armor little by little.

The accumulation of pressure made some of the knights begin to gasp for breath, but it was at this time that an indifferent and cold voice came from the stage.

"Knights of the Seventh Legion, I am Charon Del, your captain, and for a long time to come, I will train you together with the knights of Bly Ledder and the knights of Arnown Byzanti, and lead you to the battlefield. ”

The smooth and straightforward language has a strong penetrating power, breaking through many barriers, directly echoing in the minds of the knights, making them awe-inspiring.

"The continent is going through turmoil, and we, as the knights of the Alliance, will experience the cruelty of war and bear the baptism of blood from now on. We will hold the sword in our hands, we will go forward, we will live and die!"

Some of the knights looked up, and the erect figure became taller, and the dark red eyes of the other party, which seemed to be burning with flames, had been deeply seared into their hearts.

The two great knights, Lied and Byzstan, were equally solemn, and the memories of the war evoked made their qi also full of fierceness.

"Knights, are you fearless in giving up your life, are you able to fight to the death, are you able to carry out honor and sacrifice!"

The knight in the audience raised his right hand and slammed it on his armor, the sound changed from disorder to neatness, from sporadic to sonorous, and the emotions stirred in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"We will fearlessly lay down our lives, we will fight to the death, and we will carry out honor and sacrifice!"

"For the Alliance! For the Rise!"

In the oath of the cloud-piercing stone, the Seventh Army of the left flank began to gather initially, but during the long journey, no one knew whether their banner would break and fall, or whether they would rush to a more magnificent future with blood.