The big man cut off the flame stream with a sword, and couldn't help but be very proud, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Grandpa, I can also cut off your so-called famous sword with a broken sword! Today I will teach you juniors a lesson, and if you want to bluff people with these rags, you have to avoid my 'mad lion' Farel!"

Farrell didn't give up, and shouted: "Let you ignorant little cubs see clearly, grandpa, I don't use some famous sword!" With that, he grabbed the tip of the sword between his two fingers, and with a bang, he broke off a piece.

The nobles and celebrities in the hall who had not yet left couldn't help but talk at this time, and their eyes were full of suspicion when they looked at several aristocratic scum.

Rogge and the others looked at each other speechlessly, that Farrell had a deep fighting spirit and amazing martial arts, and he was able to break the steel sword with his bare hands. Several people saw that he was able to cut off the flame flow by infusing the steel sword with fighting energy, and if it was just a sword competition, the flame flow would be many times stronger than the steel sword. Franco flicked the sleeve of his robe, and a cold air burst out, extinguishing the flames on the carpet, and he frowned silently. Kate sighed abruptly and said, "I'm no match for him. ”

If it was a life-and-death struggle, everyone would not be so embarrassed. Farrell is short-tempered and simple-minded, and even if he is skilled in martial arts, he is not difficult to deal with. For a long time, the evil young people have repeatedly defeated the strong with the weak, relying on the insidious and despicable mantra of fighting more and less. Kivi, Snow Fox Hart, Ian and others are all victims of this eight-character mantra. Although Rogge has a glimpse of the original law of the operation of the world, and his strength has increased greatly since then, but the manpower is sometimes poor, and he will never give up this eight-character mantra.

The difficulty in front of us is to fight with this brute bull-like Farrell, a real knife and a real gun, without any tricks. If it can't suppress this Farrell, the Hammer of War won't have to do business anymore.

Rogge gritted his teeth, bent down to pick up the flame stream that fell to the ground, and whispered a spell, and a halo rose from under his feet and disappeared above his head, it was the "power of the wild bull" that could not be used more well. Rogge's mind slowly sank into the spiritual world, feeling the continuous convergence of the magical energy around him, and the strange combination around his body, finally forming a little bit of energy, entering his body, stimulating nerves, strengthening muscles, and his strength was also increasing from small to large. Rogge couldn't help but immerse himself in this magical world, chasing every bit of magical energy with his mental power, exploring the laws of their combination.

Farrell was still there to make a big fuss, and this time even David couldn't look at it a little too much, and snorted coldly. Farrell was immediately silent, and said no more.

Rogge's spiritual power expanded again, and the misty short axe and Fengyue's scythe flashed in his mind like lightning and stone fire, and his spiritual power immediately extended into the flame stream, echoing and chasing the fire magic that was sealed in the flame stream.

Rogge pointed at Farrell with a broken knife, and said lightly: "Wielding a knife to cut yourself doesn't mean anything." Let's try again and see if the blade of the Hammer of War is really that useless. ”

Farrell stared at Rogge left and right, took a sip, and said, "It turns out that he is still a demon martial artist, so it is even more impossible to be your grandfather's opponent! If it weren't for the regiment commander not to hurt people, grandpa, I wouldn't have cut your meat ball into two pieces with a sword?"

Rogge's face was red, he was a little fat, but his waist was slightly thicker, the word meat ball, where to start?

The fat man didn't answer again, only pointed the broken knife at Farrell, and took a deep breath, and the red glow on the flame stream also shone brightly and darkly with this breath.

Farrell let out a loud shout, and the fighting qi of his whole body was activated, forming a layer of more than two inches thick of fighting qi light around his body, and the steel sword also lit up with a dazzling green light. He let out another roar, and slashed at the flames with a sword.

Rogge's eyes were open, his pupils were already silver, and the flame stream greeted him, so fast that those with a little less skill saw only a fluttering red band of light.

Swords swept silently.

Farrell was frightened into a cold sweat, and when he saw that the steel sword in his hand was undamaged, he became proud, laughed wildly, and said: "Little fat cub, I met your grandfather and me today, and let you know what a master is!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a clanging noise, and the blade of the steel sword in his hand was broken into four parts. Farrell couldn't speak, not knowing why.

In that instant, Rogge had already slashed four times in a row on Farrell's sword!

"Papapa" applause rang out, and the person who applauded was none other than David who was sitting in the chair. Every applause was like a slap in the face of Farrell. David slowly stood up and said leisurely: "It's really wonderful! It's really worth it to travel 400 miles this time! I didn't expect to see such martial arts and magic!"

Farrell's face flushed, and he stayed and fought hard. Bow your body and bend your legs, and when you want to exert your strength, your whole body will not move at all. Farrell was furious and scolded, "Which grandson would dare to pull the corners of your grandfather's pants!?"

When I looked back, it was David smiling and tugging at his belt, and the jeweled light on the tail ring now looked more and more chilling.

With a wave of his hand, David tossed Farrell back into his entourage. He said: "This Mr. Rogge seems to have understood the essence of strength, even if I don't dare to say that I will win, which can you cope? From today on, it will be Farrell's turn to drive for me, when you will figure out what is wrong, and when you will be reinstated." From now on, Parsis reinstated as captain of the cavalry brigade. Farrell looked grateful, as if it were a great honor to drive.

Rogge saw it in his eyes, and his heart became more and more worried, what is this David's ability, he can't see through it, it seems that this person still has a set. Why is he so unlucky to provoke such a victim of history without knowing it?

A middle-aged man with a gloomy face walked up behind David and said, "Where is the use of dealing with this person, Your Excellency? ”

David smiled: "I let you pass away all the things in the usual day, but I don't have any fun at all." This time, I finally met a person who really understood the power, although the heat was a little worse, but no matter what, I can't give it to you anymore. If you are any more verbose, give me back to my father!" The middle-aged man had no choice but to retreat.

David stretched out his hand, and the broken sword flew into his palm, and then the tips of the four broken swords also flew up one by one and picked them up in turn. He snapped, and a green flame burned all the way up from the hilt of the sword, extinguishing just at the tip of the sword. The steel sword became a new sword, and there was not the slightest sign of damage.

As if time had stood still, the steel sword froze in mid-air without the slightest trembling. Suddenly, a little fluctuation flashed from the tip of the sword, instantly affecting the entire sword body, and a bright but soft bright yellow light erupted from the sword body. The light was stagnant and heavy, like a heavy, viscous liquid.

The light suddenly widened, and the steel sword turned into a yellow ball of light, and then the ball of light fell apart again, scattering one by one, leaving only one ......

Bewitching spring flowers!

The invisible wind blew, and the yellow petals fell one by one, dissipating into countless points of light in the air. In the blink of an eye, the flower had completely withered, leaving behind a little stamen, that is, the steel sword.

The onlookers were amazed by this gorgeous sword skill, and after a while, they desperately shouted good. The aristocratic scum knew that they had met a master today, and their faces were ugly. Rogge closed his eyes and didn't move, his face like ashes.

That spring flower was not an illusion, but a real flower of fighting spirit formed by countless sword lights in an instant! Each of David's swords played back in Rogge's mind little by little like slow motion, and every time he stabbed a sword, Rogge's face turned pale. Finally, the flames in Rogge's hands fell to the ground.

Franco took a step forward and said loudly: "Your Excellency David is a high-ranking and powerful person, and we are naturally not comparable to Your Excellency. It's just that I really don't know where I offended Your Excellency, and I must come to our little arms shop?"

"Ahh I was happy for a while, so I just came and took a look. ”

As soon as these words come out, who will believe them?

David smiled and said, "Okay, it seems that you don't believe it either." Let's be honest, I'm here this time to buy half of the rights and interests of this 'Hammer of War'. After I bought it, it was still taken care of by a few people, and the price was ...... It's just 500,000 gold coins, what do you think?"

Everyone in the hall was in an uproar, this money means that this Hammer of the God of War is worth more than one million gold coins, and this huge amount of money can even redeem a small city in the event of a war!

Several aristocratic scum were also struggling incomparably in their hearts, and even Rogge was sweating profusely rolling down his fat face. It's just that this hammer of the god of war is already considered to be Ophilok's property, how can he sell other people's property?

Just as everyone was still struggling, the flame stream on the ground suddenly flew up with a sudden sound and fell into the hands of one person. The man was handsome and tall, with blond hair leaping and a charming and unhurried smile on his face, and it was Ophorok who had arrived.

Ofirokron said: "I'm really sorry, this 'God of War' has been bought by the younger brother one step earlier! This sword of Your Excellency David should be taken over by me, the master!"

The flames flowed into Ophirok's hands, and the red flames had turned golden.

Elesis was still wearing a long black dress, but her face was covered with a light veil. It's just that this light veil can cover the stunning face, but it can't hide the endless temptation. I don't know where the black flames around me went. The knights in the outfits of the four Templar Knights behind Elysis were four of the twelve Knights of the Round Table.

David's eyes twinkled when he saw Ophorok come in. When he saw Elesis, he showed a frenzied glow, and the four Templars who came in afterwards made his face a little ugly.

The middle-aged man behind David snorted coldly and said, "The witch pretends to be a ghost!" A light slap at the foot.

A golden light flashed under Elesis's feet, fighting hard with the fighting spirit surging from the ground, the strong wind overflowed, the long black skirt flew all over the sky, and the snow-white slender calves and half of the ice-like thighs were exposed. Under the sudden fall of spring, all the men who glanced at it were full of blood and dry mouth. The incomparably beautiful lines have long been engraved in the hearts of everyone.

Elesis was furious, and without much to say, her hands were raised in a graceful posture, crossed in front of her chest, and her snow-white fingers bloomed like lilies, and countless small golden points of light were generated among these lilies, and a small tornado was formed in an instant.

"Suddenly", "suddenly", "suddenly", "suddenly", one after another, golden wind blades suddenly appeared beside the middle-aged man, and as the dots of Venus in the lily synthesized into a small tornado, these golden wind blades also formed a golden tornado more than one person high, enveloping the middle-aged man in it. The middle-aged man was shocked, and his fighting spirit was launched with all his strength, colliding with the golden tornado, and the strong wind overflowed, and the people in the hall who were not skilled were accidentally hit by a little bit and their heads were bleeding.

In an instant, there was chaos in the hall, ghosts crying wolves, and occasionally there were several screams of young ladies and ladies who pierced the clouds!

It was easy for the chaotic situation to calm down, and the middle-aged man was covered in blood, although the wounds were not deep, but there were many of them. And his clothes and cloak have already been shattered, and he is almost all ** at the moment. A young lady looked at it and couldn't help but exclaim, the middle-aged man's words had already been exposed, and he was dangling around. In terms of size alone, the level is far higher than his martial arts. All the ladies hid their faces, but they all snickered a glance or two from between their fingers.

Farrell roared and shouted, "Where do you come from that bastard dare to tease grandpa? As he spoke, he drew a long sword and was ready to rush forward. The sword was like a flood of autumn water, and the cold was pressing, obviously this was the sword he usually used.

Since Elysses's humiliation, the smile on Ophirok's face has long since disappeared, and this Farrell has spoken without knowing what to do, scolding the Archduke of Bavaria and even the Austro-Hungarian royal family.

For the first time, Rogge and the others saw Offirok's face like frost.

The golden lion was full of blonde hair and had no wind to automatic, raised his hand and pointed at Farrell, a golden flame ignited on his fingertips, and he shouted: "Broken!"

The long sword in Farrell's hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and the whole sword became brighter and brighter. He spurted blood from his mouth, fell to the ground on his back, and was already unconscious.

David stared at Ofirok and said word by word: "The golden lion is really worthy of its name! I am not good at disciplining my subordinates, but I have learned a lesson from your hands." How is Lord Ling Zun Reinhardt lately? Hehe, I asked redundantly, as soon as this miracle fell, everyone knew that Lord Ling Zun was destined to return, how could it be bad?"

Ofirok replied lightly: "I don't dare to bother His Excellency David Lao." As for you, a subordinate, who insulted the Duchy and the Austro-Hungarian royal family, I will kill him immediately, and Marshal Zun Rocherio will not blame me. My father's loyalty and righteousness are well known throughout his life. When some clowns have ulterior motives and spread rumors, they must know that when my Golden Cross spear is facing the enemy, there is never a time when I am merciful. ”

David whispered the "Golden Cross Battle Spear" twice, laughed, and his expression returned to his previous chic style, and said: "It is said that His Excellency Opirok is the most promising person in the Holy See to advance to the realm of Paladin, and the Golden Cross Battle Spear has not been defeated so far. Moreover, this Miss Elesis, who is peerless, is also a great magician of great strength, and is assisted by the twelve knights of the Round Table of the Holy See, how can such a combination be something that our small knights can compete?

As he passed by Elesis, David bowed to the iceberg beauty as a standard that could enter an etiquette textbook, and his already pleasant voice took on a slight magnetic surname: "This time I will stay in Lille for a year, and I will educate my untalented knights." I wonder if I will have the honor of inviting Miss Elesis to dinner in the future?"

The pair of eyebrows outside Elysis's light veil wrinkled unceremoniously, and said coldly: "I'm afraid I don't have this opportunity!"

David laughed and said, "It's okay, I've been in Lille City for a long time, and there will always be a chance." ”

Passing by Ofirok's side, David said lightly: "In two months, my brother Andre will also come to this city." He's been eager to ask you for advice. Opherok's pupils shrank, ignoring it.

Seeing that David and the others were about to go out, Rogge hurriedly caught up with each other to see him off, although everyone behind David was eyeing each other, but with Ophorok present, he was not worried that these people would dare to do it.

Rog whispered a few words beside David, and David immediately stumbled on his feet.

What Rogge said was: "Can you discuss the matter of buying the store again? The small shop has another branch, specializing in military-grade swords, although it is not magic equipment, but the amount is large and profitable, and the income is no worse than this God of War Hammer, I don't know if you are interested? If it is not the God of War Hammer, the villain tries to persuade Lord Opirok to give up part of the rights, and the rights and interests of the villain and others can also be transferred, but this control, I'm afraid it has to be Lord Ophorok's. ”

David stared at Rogge and looked up and down, except for a flattering smile, he really couldn't find half a strong man. He couldn't help but sigh, and lowered his voice, "I really don't understand how you realized the way of the origin of power. This god really doesn't open his eyes, or does it mean that the strong people in this world are no longer valuable? Alas, you are so greedy for money, even if you understand the essence of power, the realm will not be very high. ”

David suddenly whispered mysteriously: "Let's discuss, if I pay enough, do you dare to sell Ophilok to me?"

Rogge smiled: "Life is more important than money, this can't be done." But the price is enough, and I have some information about Elesis's whereabouts, hobbies, and frequented places!"

These two were still life and death rivals last moment, but at this moment they laughed relatively fiercely.

David got into the carriage, and one of his attendants said, "My lord, this Elysses is of unknown origin, and it is an eventful time, but it is impossible to provoke." The man said it implicitly, David had already understood, and said with a smile: "This woman is just for fun." Elesis is just one of the most delicate toys of all, and I don't want to miss a big deal because of her. ”

Another person suddenly said: "These boys are greedy for money and lustful, we might as well buy them over, and it will help you a little bit in big things." ”

There was silence for a moment, and David's face was gloomy and terrifying. He suddenly shouted angrily: "What a fool! If you can buy them so easily, do you think the hammer of the god of war will be on this scale? Besides, the Duchy of Bavaria has been operating for nearly a hundred years, and how many forces are there in secret? There are countless big things to do in front of them, these little guys are not too successful, and they are more likely to be pushed out as targets, how can they startle the snake? Hmph, I don't know how to focus on the overall situation, and only care about this little thing in front of me, not a mouse's eye, what is it?!"

Several subordinates immediately fell silent and did not dare to make a sound.

David closed his eyes, calmed his anger, and said slowly: "These little guys, if they are in a peaceful and prosperous world, maybe they are a little rich, and they are on the safe side." In this troubled world, it is like a fish in water. They are now full of magic and martial arts, but at a young age, they are vicious, thoughtful, and never dragging their feet, and they are despicable and shameless enough. If I had a few of these people to help, I wouldn't have been so tired a long time ago, and I wouldn't have been overpowered by my eldest brother in everything. You who think you are clever in means and noble in birth, if you really fight with them, I am afraid that you will not know how to die! From today onwards, for a limited time of 10 days, each of you will read the "Treatise on Kings" to me, and after 10 days, I will personally see how much you have comprehended!"

Snorted, looking at the appearance of his subordinates, David was even more angry, and sighed secretly: "This Rogge is a talent, if he is not greedy for money and lustful enough, this time no matter what, I have to kill him." ”

When David and his party were far away, the hammer of the god of war became lively again. The many wonderful stories on the first day of opening made the nobles and celebrities who have persisted until now feel that it is worth it, and I don't know how much more to talk about after dinner.

Ophorok, Elesis, and Rogge made their way to the third floor and sat down in the small hall furnished by the Foggy Illusion. Ofirok looked around and exclaimed: "It's really a master's demeanor, quiet and natural, there is no fireworks in the world, it seems that the master's realm has improved over the years." ”

Misty Fantasy poured tea for everyone and sighed, "I'm old, and I'm no better than you young people." ”

Elesis spotted the ring floating in mid-air, and was immediately intrigued, and raised her jade hand lightly and pointed to the ring. The ring flew over on its own and was placed on the slender finger. Elesis played with it repeatedly, and carefully probed the magic attached to the ring, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Lance coughed lightly, and said almost instinctively, "Since Miss likes this ring so much, it is also an honor for the little shop." What's more, only your color is worthy of this ring. This ring will be discounted by six, and the small store will recover the capital, do you think it is good? The price, nine ......" Lens said quickly and familiarly, the pair of thief eyes just stared at Elesis, and suddenly found that something was wrong, so he swallowed the price into his stomach.

Elesis stared at Lens viciously, Nalens broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't know when he would be repaired by Elesis, and on the other hand, he was looked at flutteringly, and he just thought in his heart: "It's much better for her to look at me like this than to ignore it before, maybe there is more or less affection, hahahaha!"

Lance's eyes were blank, his mouth was salivating, how ugly and ugly he was, and the rest of the scum, although thick-skinned, also turned their heads at this moment, pretending not to know this person. It's just that there are only a few people in this hall, and they don't know anything, so it's really contrived. Rogge couldn't, quietly condensed his mental power, and tore off a piece of wood from the corner of his chair. The wood silk was as sharp as a steel needle, and it stabbed hard at Lance's ass.

"Whew!" Lance screamed, jumped to his feet, grabbed his ass with his backhand, and pulled out a wooden thorn. He rubbed his buttocks and said hatefully: "What broken chairs, they are not repaired, there are thorns everywhere! I have said a long time ago, what is quiet and natural, it is still serious to have a few sandalwood red lacquered gold chaise longerines!" He muttered here, and the mist snorted viciously, startling Lance. Mist Fantasy is now the God of Wealth of the Hammer of the God of War, and he will never be offended by Lens, the God of Wealth. What's more, Ett's family revolves around the granddaughter of the Fog Illusion every day, if he offends the Fog Illusion, Ette has to carry his funny sword to chop. Speaking of Etter, his sword is typical of the early works of the Hammer of the God of War, flashy, but essential to highlight his tall image of the demon and martial arts.

"Hmph" Elesis snorted coldly, startling Lens again, and immediately put on a defensive position. "I seem to remember that in this Hammer of War, Ophilok has half of the interest, right? That is to say, half of this ring belongs to Ophirok? Then the remaining half, even if he receives the first month's dividends in advance! Although he suffered a loss, he didn't care about the big business. Offirok, do you think so?"

Under the murderous gaze of Elesis, Opirok smiled and said, "That's how it should be!"

Rogge and the others were dumbfounded.

Only Lens applauded loudly, and echoed: "Good products with beautiful women, that's exactly how it should be! Alas!" He pulled out a thorn from his ass and said angrily: "What the hell is it today, how can this thorn fly?" Lens looked at them one by one, and saw that everyone looked innocent and full of holiness, so he had no choice but to give up.

Opirok drank a cup of tea, was silent for a moment, and said, "I think you all know about this miracle. It's hard to predict whether it's a blessing or a curse. It won't be long before the city here may become the source of unrest, and I have nominated several of them to serve in the principality, so I can't guarantee that I won't be caught up in the trouble. Today, this David is a man of great origin, the second son of Marshal Rocherio, the Minister of War of the League. ”

Ophilok paused, saw that all the scum were concentrating on taking the scriptures, and continued: "The way to save life in this troubled world, the first thing is incompetence. In this way, people will not be seen as a threat and will be harmed. The second is to be eclectic and adaptable. I don't need to say that. The third is strength. In the face of great strength, all small tricks will no longer be useful. This so-called strength is ever-changing, the magic power is strong, and the amazing martial arts are strength; knowing people well and strategizing are also strength; of course, a large number of people, a large number of people, and a wide range of wealth and high power are also a kind of strength. The choice is up to you. In a few days, I will ask my father to give you a special license to deal in military equipment, so you can make good use of it. Okay, that's all I'm going to say, so let's do it myself, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Rogge pondered for a moment and asked, "What kind of character is Andre whom David once mentioned?"

Opirok sighed and said, "This Andre is the youngest son of Marshal Rocherio, who has been amazing since he was a child, and when he was eight years old, he was favored by the Starry Sky Sword Saint Prosis and accepted as a closed disciple. Since then, he has been practicing penance for fifteen years, and it is only recently that I have heard that he has become a teacher. I don't really care about this Andre, it's just the Prosis behind this person that is really a headache. With that, Opirok drank all the tea in his cup and got up to take his leave.

Elesis, on the other hand, had no intention of taking the ring off.

In the middle of the moon, a tired Rogge returned to his small building.

Although the night was late, Rogge did not sleep, he lit the fireplace, wrapped a blanket, and sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the sleeping city of Lille. It's been eight years since I left home and entered the Rhine Academy of Magic. Eight years of life, at this time, scenes flashed in front of me, especially since the fusion with the necromancer, the originally plain life suddenly became magnificent. Ofirok, Elysis, Rodriguez, David Rocherio and other names that are thousands of miles away from him are now associated with him one after another.

And the mysterious wind and moon, the mysterious otherworld, the miracle angels, and the demons hiding in the shadows have nothing to do with their original world. Now life is much more exciting, but gradually I can't help it, and when the major forces converge, I am like an ant, and I will be crushed by a giant foot if I am not careful. But how do ants know when and where a giant foot will fall?

Chivi and Fira, once they are alive and the other is dead, they must all hate me to death, right? If they had the chance, they would have cooked me without hesitation. But the coolies wouldn't let them do that. All along, it seems that he is just making money, fighting for power, and playing with women, and he is confused, and he is even a little wealthy. It is said that evil has evil retribution, how can I be considered a wicked person, why did the retribution not come, but got better and better?

The cause and effect in this world are indescribable and unclear.

Rogge was thinking wildly, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned back sharply, but saw a skeleton standing behind him, the skeleton was dressed in a black robe, with a law enforcement staff in his hand, and a glorious bearing, with a master's demeanor.

"Rodriguez?" the fat man jumped in shock.

"Hehe", the necromancer's unique low laugh sounded directly in Rogge's head, "Since you have already glimpsed the origin of the operation of this world, how can you still not see through this simple illusion? ”

Rogge still hasn't recovered from the panic: "Haven't we already fused, why did you get this phantom out again?"

"Child," Rodriguez's voice was bleak and calm, "I thought that soul fusion would allow me to escape the light of judgment and cast a little variable on the order of the world. However, the Light of Judgment tracks the mark of the soul, and I didn't think that the power of the Light Angel would be so powerful that it would take so long to clean her up, so that when I hid in the Soul Orb, I was finally tracked down by the Light of Judgment to the Mark of the Soul. After you and I fused, I lost the protection of the soul orb, and I no longer had enough ability to resist the corrosive power of the light of judgment, and for this time, I have tried to expel the power of the light of judgment, but unfortunately, I failed. So I chose separation, and if we were still one soul, the light of judgment would purify both of us. ”

Although the skeleton couldn't make out its expression, Rogge still felt Rodriguez smile easily.

"My child, this separation, I have only taken away the imprint of the soul, so it will not have any effect on your strength. Every Great Necromancer is a master of indulging souls, and this is probably the most important reason for the Protoss to hunt down and kill the spirit mage. Child, I'm running out of time, but I have something to leave for you. Let me ask you, what is power?"

Rog recalled David's spring-blooming sword skills, stretched out his index finger, and in the blink of an eye, the finger shadow conjured into a small skull.

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