Seeing this brilliant light like the morning light, Lin said in surprise: "It's difficult, can you say ......?"

"What's that?" Ash of the Universe drew their attention.

"Is there a baby?" was the question of baking soda's excitement.

The glimmer of the morning light quickly faded, and at this time, the breastplate in Arcelia's hand changed greatly.

This rusty armor has peeled off its outer layer and become shiny and gorgeous. The armor was silver, pure white as snow, as if it were a work of art that should have been displayed in an exhibition hall rather than armor worn on a warrior's body.

"This is one of the armors of dawn!" Lin couldn't believe it, happiness came too suddenly. He took the silver breastplate from Arcelia's hand and silently surveyed the breastplate's caste.

[Breastplate of Dawn]:

Quality: White (Wraith Grade)

Location: chest, set accessories.

Surname: 1 increases the equipper's strength by 3, 2 increases the equipper's constitution by 3, and 3 adds wards.

[Guardian]: Spawns a spell shield that lasts for 5 seconds, blocking spell skills below (including C-level). Cooldown time 1 hour.

Boom, the grand voice of the will of the Kingdom of God was transmitted to Lin.

"Mission Mission: Return of the Knight King, Initial Chapter: The Awakening of the Knight of the King, Mission Objective Step I: Obtain two of the Dawn Armor (set). Mission Progress: One piece. ”

After Lin saw the surname of this item, he was quite satisfied. The increased 3 Strength and 3 Constitution are equivalent to the useful castes that can only be obtained by leveling up 6 levels in a row. There is also a guardian effect, which is the best effect against control skills.

It should be noted that this superb whiteboard breastplate is only an accessory of a set, and if you can collect the Dawn Armor Set, there is no doubt that this set of armor can be upgraded to another level.

Arcelia tugged at the corner of Lin's coat, and it was clear that the blonde girl wanted to put on the familiar armor.

Lin handed the cuirass to Arcelia and said, "It's okay, put it on." He was a little curious, this cuirass was a phantom-level equipment, and now it was only a waste-level Arcelia, how could it be worn.

Arcelia picked up the silver breastplate, half-knelt on the ground, closed her blue eyes, and began to pray reverently.

Lin arched his hand at Renekton in front of the throne and said with a smile: "Boss Renekton, borrow a little light, my life spirit seems to need a little time." ”

Renekton naturally had no objection to such a trivial matter, and with a wave of the skeleton's palm, it was considered to be agreed.

Yang Zhenzhen and the members of the Universe Squad all gathered around curiously.

Arcelia emitted a gray glow, and gradually, the gray light turned into white.

"It's ...... Transformation!" Xue Ye said in surprise: "It's incredible, this waste spirit is actually about to be upgraded, and she will soon become a phantom-level spirit body!"

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the psychic or the five giants in the field, they all stirred.

Each spirit has its own level, from the lowest gray wasted spirit, to the white phantom, green true spirit, and blue heroic spirit, no matter how much the spirit's strength improves, it cannot exceed the level to which it belongs.

The rank of the Wasted Spirits means that their maximum caste will not exceed 20 full value.

So for example, Arcelia's initial strength is 12 points, her profession is a civilian, and she will gain a free caste for each level.

Lin can strengthen Arcelia's strength, but at most he can only invest 8 points in Arcelia's power caste, and after reaching the full value of 20 points, Arcelia will level up in the future, and there is no way to assign the caste to the power. Unless, as you do today, you raise your "ranks".

Hierarchy is innate, and it is difficult to climb to the top if you want to break through the class you belong to. For example, Renekton, who used to be at the level of the Heroic Spirit, was reborn in the thousand-year-old seal, broke through his own shackles, and reached the level of the Holy Spirit. How can others know about the difficulties and dangers, bitterness and hardship?

The fire of his soul in Renekton's eyes pulsed, and he hurried over to Arcelia, carefully observing the blonde girl.

"I see, it's a fallen spirit," Renekton's voice was as harsh as bones grinding, "it seems that this armor is a familiar artifact she once wore, and it evokes some of her memories." Forest...... You're in luck. ”

After Renekton's explanation, the four fallen Guardians all showed expressions of understanding. Although it is a rare promotion, it is not too rare to put it on a fallen life spirit. What is really shocking is the feat of breaking the barrier of the Heroic Spirit level and breaking through to the realm of the Holy Spirit like Renekton.

By the time Arcelia got back on her feet, her temperament had changed significantly. If before she was just a peasant daughter with a sword and a barely qualified knight's servant, now Arcelia is a real knight who is well-trained and ready to kill the enemy at any time.

Lin opens the caste and skill panels of Arcelia.

Name: Arcelia

[Class]: Knight Level 1 (Knight Class Health Adjustment: 1 CON represents 12 HP)

[Surname]: 21 (+3) points for Strength, 19 (+3) points for Constitution, 12 points for Agility, 14 points for Intelligence, 10 points for Charisma, 15 points for Perception.

[Skill]: 1 [Charge]: A C-level skill that charges enemies within a distance of 10 meters, knocking them back for a short distance and dealing physical damage. 2 [Parry]: No grade, passive ability, Arcelia's exquisite skills, often save her from fatal blows.

[Equipment]: 1 Dawn Breastplate (Phantom Grade) is a surname omitted;2 Two-handed Sword (No Grade) Sharpness +1, Durability ???

In the column of loyalty and intimacy, Lin was pleasantly surprised to find that Arcelia and his intimacy had risen to 70 points, which could be slightly hinted at from the corners of the blonde girl's soft lips towards him, and as for loyalty, it was naturally impeccable 100 points.

"My king. Arcelia fell to one knee and offered her mottled rusty sword. Lin, on the other hand, solemnly placed his great sword on Arcelia's rounded shoulders and aloud uttered the proclamation of canonizing her as a knight.

"I also have phantom-level combat power now, ordinary psychics can't beat me, right?" Lin Le asked Universe Ash.

Unexpectedly, before Universe Ash could answer, Arcelia walked up first and poured cold water on Lin Yi.

"Wang, although Arcelia's strength has reached the phantom level, the king's level is too low, so that Alcelia's strength has been suppressed," the blonde girl quietly stated the facts, without the slightest resentment, but this tolerant attitude made Lin bow her head deeply, "Only when the king reaches the same level as Arcelia, can Artelia exert 100% of her strength." ”

"Understood, ......understood," Lin scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I will definitely try." ”

Lin was a little flattered, it was the first time that Arcelia had said so much to him.

"It seems that this is the benefit of intimacy! I don't know what surprises will there be when the intimacy reaches 100 points, and whether there will be a ...... such as a combination technique" Lin Siwei's brain began to yy again, and thought dirtyly.

Fortunately, Renekton's tone like a dry bone friction sounded, interrupting Lin's thoughts: "This knight used to be at least a Heroic Spirit-level existence, and her wisdom was no less than that of any Heroic Spirit present. Be kind to her, Lin. ”

Lin touched his head and said, "Of course, thanks for reminding me, Boss Renekton." ”

Renekton didn't answer, walked back to the throne in silence, and suddenly threw out a sentence: "Lin, everything about the ruins, I don't want it to be spread." ”

Lin was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Isis, the night keeper on the side, say indifferently: "Kill them, naturally it won't spread." ”

Renekton turned abruptly, his pale soul fire flickering, as if to express his anger, "Are you challenging my authority, Isis." ”

Isis suppressed her fear and said, "This is the safest way, Your Excellency, only the dead can really keep secrets—if any of them tell the news that the Hall of Origin has been plunged into darkness and is known to its original owner, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Renekton snorted and said, "So I want Lin to promise not to spread it." ”

The seriously injured Lajie couldn't help but say, "Please don't be merciful, Your Excellency. ”

"Kindness?" "Renekton laughed as if he had heard something about Coke, "You say I'm merciful?"

"Are you mistaken! Have you forgotten who I am? Don't you know what I've done? Now, come and say out loud the title that my God has given me, and tell everybody whether I'm a 'merciful' person or not!"

Lajie's face turned pale, and he spat out a word: "Dry Bone Tyrant." ”

"That's right, I'm the Tyrant of Dry Bones, I'm Renekton!" Reekton's pale soul fire shone widely, staring at Lajie, almost penetrating into his soul, "Under my will, the Origin Realm will tremble, and under my authority, living beings can only cry!"

The heavy pressure filled the entire hall, and the hard-hit Lajie was the first to take it anymore and fell to his knees with a thud, begging for the tyrant's forgiveness.

"As a fellow believer of my god, I leave your surname," Renekton knew what the bottom line was and would not kill Lajie, "As for the secret here, I have my own way." ”

"Lin," said Reekton, his eyes blazing, "I need an oath. The Tyrant of Dry Bones stretched out his bony skeletal palm and clenched the massive chakra: "Come, reach over your hand and swear at my lovely chakra." ”

Lin knew the seriousness of the matter, and if he didn't give a guarantee, he would definitely not be able to leave the Origin Hall today.

Lin exchanged views with the remaining psychics, and quickly reached a consensus.

"We are willing to swear," Lin was the first to step forward and pressed his right hand on the wheel blade without fear, "I, Lin Ashero, swear in the name of the will of God that I will not divulge any of the secrets of the Hall of Origin in any way during my lifetime, and if I violate it, I will die under the wheel blade." ”

With Lin's oath, the huge wheel blade in Renekton's hand arced, and a clear spiritual inscription was engraved on the wheel blade, and then quickly disappeared.

"Good," Renekton said, stroking the blade, "next." ”

With Lin's example, the psychics behind followed suit and made vows.

All are solemn, for in the kingdom of God, oaths are not to be made indiscriminately. The so-called "three feet above the head" is not an empty exhortation in the kingdom of God, but an objective fact. Before leaving, Lin asks Renekton if the attack on the crocodiles in the salt marsh was at his behest. But Renekton denied it, much to everyone's baffling.

ps: Collect, recommend, come more violently!