"You want to come and take the Prophet's notes?" an eerie voice came from overhead. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone looked up when they heard the sound, and saw a figure with a thick black aura floating in the air. Looking at the boundless and serious faces in front of him, the figure spoke up again: "I admire your courage, but unfortunately you are all going to die here." ”

The paladin at the head shouted loudly to the figure: "Demon, you don't want to succeed easily, suffer death." The group quickly pulled out the sword from their waists and took out the staff from their backs, and for a while the sound of prayers sounded from their mouths.

The black figure watched with interest what the crowd was doing, and in his eyes it was nothing more than childlike play. At the end of the prayer, the energy of yellow light shot towards the figure without any intention of dodging. It had no effect, and the energy was completely lost before reaching the target's body.

"Haha, haha. The figure laughed out loud with contempt, "Just with your ridiculous holy light, trying to hurt me is simply killing yourself." Suddenly, the tone changed, the figure stretched out his hand, and several black balls full of energy exploded in the group, and suddenly screamed.

"Is it over? Is the last hope about to be lost?" the paladin struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth and staring helplessly at his formidable foe. ”

"This is called power, the power that you can't match, I really think that a small prophet can change the fate of the entire continent, it's really wishful thinking, ahhahaha!" the figure let out a wild laugh of defiance again.

Suddenly, a magical force poured out of the ground, instantly enveloping the group and the figures floating in the air. "This... What kind of power is this, my spell is imprisoned, and I can't even move my body!" the figure was surprised to find that this mysterious power completely restrained itself.

"Do you feel it? This is the breath of life!"

"I felt it, it turned out that the prophet had expected all this a long time ago, and laid a magic circle here that was enough to fight the demons. ”

"As a priest, I can deeply feel that all the life force is rapidly draining under the drive of this power. ”

"I see, it seems that this demon is just a mortal, and he also has a life that can be lost, okay, then let's give it a ride. ”

"Burn, my life!ha~~~~" With the high-pitched voices of everyone, with the power provided by the magic circle, all the life force enveloped in it has disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah~~~~~~h

"I answer you, Devil, even if there is only one Son of Hope of the Prophet, all those who have a righteous heart on the continent will gather under his banner, and it will be a force of unimaginable power. Your death will completely bloom as a child of hope, all the shackles on him will be untied, and the continent will eventually change its fate, and now with the power of the prophet, in the name of my Free Heaven Union, with your filthy evil heart, completely perish!"

"No~~~~" With the demon's hysterical final roar, everything in the circle came to naught. Xiao Xiao's west wind swept up puffs of dust, and all that was left was this untold story. In the year 993 of the continental calendar, the famous Free Heaven Guild, all the paladins and priests went to perform a special mission, but in the end, no one returned。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

Four years have passed in the blink of an eye. Located in the territory of the Terran Duchy Alliance, under the watchful eye of two guards, a notice was posted on the bulletin board in the academy county of Merders City.

Merdes City is one of the core cities of the Principality of Mandis, a powerful Terran country, and the Academy County, located in the center of the Plum City, is known as the cradle of the Principality's future martial arts talents. As soon as the notice was posted, it attracted the attention of many students, who were dressed in various armor and battle robes, carrying all kinds of weapons on their backs, and crowded in front of the notice.

In the crowd, an emaciated figure, tilting his head to avoid the huge two-handed sword that obscured his vision, carefully read the contents of the notice. "In order to select the strategic reserve talents of the Principality, a private speech contest will be reported in the college county of Merders City in three days. The theme is war. Contestants are invited to express their views on the war. Note: Contestants must be tall, thin and tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed. Ministry of the Imperial Guard, April 9, 997 Continental Calendar. ”

Saarion, who still smelled of sweat after training, touched his somewhat messy blond hair and smiled silly. It seems that he is in line with the appearance requirements of the contestants. He has always had a very poor talent in martial arts, so if he changes and takes the strategic route, he may be more promising. Squeezing out of the crowd, I began to think about my thoughts on the subject of war.

The speech contest was going on as expected, and it was coming to an end. "Fighting with one's own courage and force can only lead to one lone ranger, and a war with sword and magic can only cause more innocent lives to be sacrificed. ”

Charman's eyes lit up, and he returned to his seat, intending to leave disappointed, but the last speaker's words gave him a glimmer of hope.

Standing on the stage at this moment is a shy and nervous young man, blonde hair and blue eyes, not to mention the appearance characteristics of tall height, because the room full of speakers are all tall guys with blonde hair and blue eyes, the current speaker, the only difference from other peers is that he does not have the kind of strong momentum that is about to go to society by force, more like a timid aristocratic attendant.

"My name is Sarion, and I am a fourth-class cadet of the Knight Academy (fourth-class cadet: students who have studied for four years)" The speaker on the stage, a cadet knight named Sarion, continued his speech, "On the subject of war, the topic of my speech is that people's livelihood is the core of victory in war. As we all know, the main body of war is not sword and magic, but human beings or living organisms of various races, so whether a battle can be won or not must be broken down into many factors, including politics, military, economy, people's livelihood, and even the natural environment, etc., and it is impossible to completely defeat 。。。。。。the opponent by relying on glory, courage, and force alone."

"Coward Salion, come down, go back and write your novel", "You can't even hold a gun, what kind of force are you talking about, don't make excuses to cover up your incompetence", "Minsheng, you are more like a farmer, you have defiled the sacred glory of our city of Merdes, go home and farm", "Come down, come down"······ It was clear that the speaker's views could not follow the mainstream of the martial arts of Meldes, and the audience cheered in opposition. It's no wonder that every student in the academy county is a young man with strong blood, and they train hard, and they place all their hopes on martial arts, people's livelihood and other things that they have never paid attention to.

Salion timidly lowered his head and walked down the podium in a gray manner, but the hand holding the speech was held tighter. This insignificant detail was captured by Charlman. He understood that the clenched hand represented reluctance and humiliation, and with a hint of a smile, Charman decided on the candidate.