In the early morning of the next day, Richard personally led 2,000 cavalry into battle, all the way north, straight to the Iron Triangle Empire.

An infantry regiment of 4,000 men in the Iron Triangle Empire's Frontier Regiment was about to collapse at the touch of a button. Richard had no interest in chasing down the rout, but instead swept through the empire's territory at a speed of two hundred kilometers a day. Within a week, the private armies of one count, three viscounts, and seven barons were routed, and more than a dozen noble castles were swept away.

The empire's response was also rapid, and it immediately mobilized 3,000 iron cavalry to chase after it, and mobilized two more reorganized corps to come later.

As a result, when he was about to flee the territory of the Iron Triangle Empire, Richard suddenly turned around and fought a decisive battle with the 3,000 iron horsemen chasing behind him in the Papan Valley of the Empire.

After the First World War, the Iron Cavalry, the pride of the Empire, was wiped out.

Richard walked away, and the two reorganized corps in the rear had several times the military strength, but they did not dare to chase after him.

A day later, when Sarenwell heard of the battle, he vomited blood several times and fell seriously ill. The three thousand iron cavalry are also the elite troops under his name, and this battle was directly dispatched by the emperor's ** department, not only did he not know in advance, but even the on-site command at that time was not held by the generals of his faction. Even though Sarenwell knew that even if his generals had command, they would be defeated by Richard, but he was so obviously overshadowed by political enemies within the empire that he still couldn't swallow it. The annihilation of this time greatly damaged Sarenwell's vitality.

Sarenwell's enemies in the empire began to move, and Li Shilongtu accused Sarenwell several times of ineffective fighting, repeated defeats, and self-depletion of military strength. Although Li Shilongtu himself was not much better in the war with the Giant Dragon Cult, he was at least able to attack cities and seize land, winning and losing each other, not as ugly as Sarenwell's defeat.

Now the whole empire is fully aware of Richard's threat, after all, no matter how the nobles accuse Sarenwell, in fact, it is more for political purposes, they are very aware of the strength of His Royal Highness, and they also know that changing someone to lead the army may end worse. As a result, the upper echelons of the empire also began to discuss the need to wait for the end of the war between the East and the West to start the southern expedition. But Sarenwell knew that the war might well have nothing to do with him.

Richard announced his return in such a powerful way, and then quietly left with quicksand one afternoon. After this battle, Richard believed that the nobles in the Sequoia Kingdom should become much more honest, and the tolls should not be less.

When leaving, Richard brought with him more than a dozen magic horses specially concocted by the brood. These Demon Riders have been comprehensively enhanced in all aspects, completely overpowering the mounts specially cultivated by the Schumpeter family for the Bear Riders. Looking at the Holy Alliance, they can also be considered a first-class mount for ordinary Constructed Knights. Moreover, the service life of the magic horse of the re-created zào has reached ten years, instead of the original three years. This makes the mount builds, which are loaded on them, even more meaningful. In addition to the Demon Horseman, Richard also drew six more Akmund warriors and foot knights.

The only thing that is unpleasant is that the Magic Rider Flower has as much teleportation fees as the warriors.

Upon his return to Norland, Richard had six more Constructed Knights. Counting the four stationed in the Green Forest Plane, Richard now has two entire squads of Constructed Knights.

Richard had the luxury of not rushing back to the Green Forest Plane, but stayed overnight in the floating island.

That night, Richard entered the family cemetery in Akmund, all the way to the vicinity of the crater.

On the top level, there are six Akmunds who have awakened their true names. Richard remembered that night Gordon sat on a tombstone, talked to himself, and taught himself the Elven Secret Sword.

Although in retrospect, except for the destruction corresponding to the fourth string of the blue moon, the other secret swords of the Gordon Sect are a little specious, and they still need Richard to slowly figure out and understand. The moves he used several times in the crisis were more pulled by the power of the moon than by the initiative. There is still a long way to go before the power of the secret sword can be truly unleashed.

Richard walked around the crater and finally chose a location and marked it. This is the highest position in the entire Akmund family cemetery, even higher than the six tombstones. This was the place Richard had booked for Illani.

Standing on the top of the volcano, Richard looked around, this is an independent space, the magma in the crater is tumbling, Richard has no doubt that if he dares to jump into it, it will immediately turn to ashes. And the passage of the volcano does not seem to be closed, as if it can lead to another unknown space. It's just that Richard's current strength is not enough to cross the lava and go to the other end to find out.

He looked up at the sky again, and the dome was a rolling dark red, and he didn't know where the light came from. The churning dark red has been seen for a long time, but it makes people panic involuntarily.

The Akmund family cemetery must be hiding a big secret. But who is a wealthy family that can gain a foothold in Faust without a little secret?

Richard sat down casually in the crater, he was just going to indulge his mind and think about something, and after a while, he naturally entered a state of deep meditation. This time, the Akmund bloodline on Richard's body was exceptionally clear, while the elven bloodline was obviously suppressed and blurred except for the phantom star.

The number of stars that should have appeared around him was much less, but there were patches of dark red fire clouds that had never been seen before slowly wandering, perhaps due to the influence of the different dimensions of the family cemetery.

Richard didn't think much of it, he was already in a meditative state, he just swayed his consciousness at will, and what he caught was what it was. Those dark red fire clouds were filled with violent and restless energy, and in terms of grade alone, they were stronger than second-order stars. However, the power contained in it was so violent that as soon as Richard's consciousness touched the cloud of fire, he immediately felt a burning pain, and the pain made him grin.

But this burning pain made him feel a touch of familiarity and kindness, and it didn't seem so unbearable. Richard's mind moved, as he did every time he meditated, pulling the cloud of fire into his body. As soon as the fire cloud entered the body, the energy inside immediately dispersed into Akmund's bloodline, making the molten in the bloodline even hotter!

Richard's consciousness swung out again, catching another cloud of fire.

In this way, throughout the meditation process, Richard did not deliberately, but simply swayed his consciousness at will. Consciousness is like a fishing line, every time it is swung, no matter where it is, it will inevitably bring back a red cloud. And the number of fire clouds around Richard is increasing, and it is simply impossible to collect it.

Later, Richard also discovered that it was not that he was particularly lucky, but that whenever his consciousness was swung, those fire clouds that represented chaos and explosion would lean towards his consciousness on their own.

In this way, I don't know how long later, Richard suddenly shook his whole body, ended his meditation, and slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his magic power finally climbed to the fourteenth level.

And with the breakthrough of the magic power, the Akmund blood in Richard's body was gradually heating up, and it was close to boiling in the blink of an eye! Richard only felt that his body was hot and unbearable, and his breath seemed to be on fire. But the strange thing is that it is so hot, so hot, but it is not as unbearable as imagined.

The crater's magma also surged, and the black rocks seemed to lose their gravity, rising from the magma and slowly floating into the air. One of them floated right in front of Richard, and Richard's heart moved, and suddenly he opened his mouth and blew it, spitting out a wisp of almost transparent flame, which hit the black rock. The place where the black rock was blown by the flames immediately melted, and in an instant, a transparent hole appeared, and drops of dark molten slurry were still dripping downward.

Richard looked at Black Rock quietly, and after a moment realized that the terrifying scene just now was actually from his own hands. Before he could be horrified, a long string of symbols emerged from Richard's Akmund bloodline. The string of symbols was so long that there was almost no end in sight, except for the first few sections that were dazzling and clear golden red, and the rest were so faint that they could not be distinguished. When Richard's consciousness came into contact with that small piece of golden-red symbol, it naturally understood its meaning:

Dismason ...... It means to ruin miè.

Richard suddenly understood that this was the beginning of his real name. Awakening your true name means that you have a little power that can touch the rules.

There are thousands of magic paths, but at the beginning, he did not hesitate to choose the direction of the first killing power, so that the ability to sacrifice appeared. Now it seems that there may also be a factor that is potentially influenced by the unawakened true name.

Thinking of the long unawakened part of his real name, Richard suddenly thought, could it be that one day, he would have to compete with the mountains and the sea to whose name would be longer?

Thinking of this, Richard couldn't help but wonder.

However, after a short period of joy and relaxation, Richard began to gradually feel the hidden exploding in his body. That power was hidden deep in Akmund's veins, like a reddish rock, which seemed to have no temperature, but once you put your hand on it, it would immediately be burned.

Richard raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes to watch. A fireball emerged from Richard's palm, swirling but condensing. With Richard's current control power, controlling the third-level fireball technique is like an arm. But this fireball was very different from the fireball condensed by ordinary magic, the color was obviously dark red, and there was a touch of dark color flowing inside, like rolling magma. This fireball is much thicker and more substantial than ordinary fireballs.

With a wave of his hand, Richard popped the fireball in his palm. The fireball slowly flew out dozens of meters away, exploded into a dark red wave of fire, swinging around like a wave, and then slowly fell. Most of the flames fell into the crater, and the remaining wisps of flame hung on the crater's stone walls like liquid, and they stuck to the rock walls, burning and burning for a long time before they were extinguished.

With his hands in his pockets, Richard stood on the edge of the crater, looking down at the churning magma below. At this time, he was in the same mood as if he was in two worlds, lava on one side and deep ice on the other.

The blazing wind continued to swim against the trend from inside the crater, blowing Richard's hair. Within his deep pupils, two volcanoes were reflected.

It took almost nineteen years old to awaken his real name, and Richard didn't know if he was fast or slow. But after taking possession of his real name, Akmund left a deep mark on him, which could never be erased.