Richard took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, the first thought was to flee immediately, if the elders decided to kill him, then participating in any holy scriptures would be a dead end, the second thought was that the elders also knew that this method was too disgraceful and unwilling to make it public, so they used the despicable means of secretly poisoning, and then pushed it all out afterwards, and the elders may have any scruples, unwilling to get rid of themselves directly, if they grasp this point and make things bigger, maybe there will be some turnaround, but Richard thought about it, and vetoed the second idea。

This is the temple, it is the back garden of the elders, Richard knows that he does not control what he complains and expose, it must be useless, the barbarians will not even listen to what he says, if it is a mistake, it is that Richard has thought of all kinds of possible results, but he never thought that in a place like the temple, the barbarian elders can actually do this.

The only way to go now is to escape, Richard immediately looked around, ready to break through.

As soon as he turned his head, two more high-ranking warriors of the Holy Temple silently appeared behind him, and one of them said in a deep voice, "Richard, it's your turn to play, let's go." ”

Richard turned his head and looked at the high-ranking warrior, but said lightly, "The elders are really well arranged. ”

This sentence made the high-ranking warrior with a sculptural face look a little embarrassed, and subconsciously looked away.

The road from the camp to the temple is not long, but it also takes ten minutes to walk, this time is also Richard's last buffer opportunity, while walking, Richard checked the condition of his body, and the magic power is still slowly and firmly declining, now Richard is only a seventeenth-level magician, fortunately, the magic ability will not be degraded due to the decline in magic power, because of the erosion of poison, the bloodline is shrinking, even the Phantom Star World Tree that has awakened its real name is also languishing, and the Elemental World Tree is even more leafless, and it has begun to show signs of degradation, only the Akmund bloodline is always tumbling and roaring because of its violentness, and the black fog formed by poison conflicts with each other and consumes each other.

Richard tried to use the power of the bloodline, and although the Akmund bloodline was damaged, he still responded with a roar, being able to use the Akmund bloodline, that is, being able to use the power of Dismarson's real name.

Richard had already figured it out at this moment, and the elders must have hoped that he would die a "normal" battle in the decisive battle, on the one hand, so that he could explain to the Holy Alliance and Su Helen, and on the other hand, to show the mountains and seas, and other barbarian warriors, and afterwards, people would only say that it was a 'fair' decisive battle.

Richard sneered in his heart, since they wanted a 'fair' decisive battle, then he would give them a good fight.

The decisive battle was held in the battle of the temple, and there were nearly a hundred leaders of the barbarian tribes sitting in the stands on the sidelines, basically all of them were elders and elders of all parties, Richard looked at the stands, and saw that the high priest Uzarazu was also sitting there, recalling that when Rì was in the deep blue, Richard was very respectful of this strange great sacrifice, and also admired it very much, and even worshipped it a little, at that time Richard was still a teenager, and he felt that it was a mountain that could never be crossed by any legendary powerhouse.

But now, Richard knew that as the great priest of the temple, it was impossible for Uzarazu not to know what was going on behind the scenes, and with his status, he was very likely to be one of the masterminds behind the scenes, but in the stands, Richard couldn't see the mountains and seas, he knew that his condition was wrong, and it was impossible for the elders to let the mountains and seas see it.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the passageway, and a barbarian warrior with dark skin and a short thick braid on his head walked up to the dueling arena, stood in front of Richard, raised the heavy mace in his hand, and said, "My name is Pangang, and everyone in the temple calls me the Blood Mallet, and I like the latter name." ”

Richard looked at the eyes of the blood mallet Pangang, and from it he saw the **naked murderous aura, and sure enough, as he expected, the Council of Elders would definitely find a way to kill him in the first game, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

"My name is Richard. Richard said, unloading the knife box from his back, placing it on the ground, and slowly pulling out the savage slaughter.

The blood mallet snorted and said, "I heard that you are a magician, don't magicians all use magic staffs?" ”

Richard didn't answer, didn't even look at the blood mallet, his eyes only fell on the savage slaughter in his hand, as if he felt the master's mind, the blade of the savage slaughter was trembling slightly, making a beep that only Richard could hear, and that sound, if you listened carefully, it was like thousands of troops fighting.

There was confusion in Bloodhammer's eyes, but he was also a battle-hardened warrior, and he strode towards Richard at the moment, and with each step, his momentum would climb by a point.

Tong, Tong, Tong, the footsteps of the blood mallet are like a somber war drum, beating heavily on everyone's heart.

In the depths of the temple, the Great Elder was walking towards his room, and an elder of the East Carlando Council of Elders was hurrying over, and as soon as he saw the Great Elder, he hurriedly said: "I heard that the festival battle has begun, damn it, I'm going to be late again, Great Elder, don't you go to see the battle, several warriors recommended by our East Carlando Council of Elders this year are very powerful." ”

The Great Elder smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, I still have some things to do. ”

The elder looked sorry, thinking that it might be that the Great Elder didn't look down on this level of battle, so he said goodbye to the Great Elder and rushed to the decisive battle on his own.

The Great Elder returned to the small room where he worked, sat down, and suddenly felt an indescribable fatigue, since he entered the legendary realm a hundred years ago, he had never felt fatigue again, and as soon as he sighed, the room was knocked on, and a confidant elder walked in.

"Great Elder, the battle between Richard and the Bloodhammer has begun. ”

The Great Elder snorted and asked, "Has that been done?" ”

"I've confirmed that Richard ate all his breakfast and water in the morning. After the elder finished speaking, he added: "Actually, even if he didn't have these means, Richard would not be the opponent of the Blood Mallet, the Blood Mallet has a strong racial talent, the totem power is not weak, and he has rich combat experience......

The Great Elder interrupted him and said, "What you said is true, but it is better to be safe in this kind of thing, if the mountains and seas know about it, I don't know what will happen." ”

"Yes, yes. The elder said humbly, and then remembered something, and hurriedly handed over a letter, saying, "This is an urgent letter from the Holy Alliance's royal family, this letter is named for you to read, and they have sent a magical message saying that the Alliance Emissary will arrive at the Holy Temple within a week." ”

"Holy Alliance, what are they doing at this time, they haven't had any contact in the past few decades. The Great Elder frowned, and had a vague bad premonition in his heart, so he opened the letter on the spot and began to read it carefully.

The elder counted the time on the side and said, "The fight between the blood mallet and Richard should have been over, you better go and take a look, it's not good for you not to show up for such a heavy festival......"

The Great Elder's face changed suddenly, and he said, "Wait, what did you just say,." ”

The elder was stunned for a moment and said, "I just ...... Oh, that means the blood hammer should have been done against Richard."

"It's over. "The Great Elder's face changed greatly this time.

"Yes, it's been almost ten minutes, Richard has taken poison, how can he last until ten minutes. The elder explained.

The Great Elder threw down the letter in his hand, flashed out of the room in an instant, and disappeared at the end of the corridor in a blink of an eye, this sudden change, the elder was startled, he really didn't understand what was happening, let alone what he said wrong, he suddenly saw the letter falling to the ground, boldly stepped forward to pick it up, glanced at it quickly, and his heart immediately thumped.

The content of the letter is simple:

"I heard that Richard came to your Carando, that little guy is very important to our Holy Alliance, how important you can think of it, he went over this time, I think you will 'entertain' him well, I don't care how to entertain him, but there are only two requirements, one, the person must come back alive, and two, the magic and the ability to construct must not be damaged.

If the above two points are done, it means that Lao Tzu owes you a favor, but if you don't...... Don't blame Lao Tzu for copying your giant beast twilight, Lao Tzu never knew what the big picture was, only that if something happened to that little guy, you should be ready to fill it with the Legion Fortress. ”

The letter was signed by Philip.

The handwriting on the letter was sloppy, but every stroke was indescribable, and the elder was already a legend, and he was shocked to find that the handwriting of this letter showed the power of the rules, and judging from this letter, Philip's injuries were probably healed.

The elder glanced at it again, but this time the power of the rules came out through the paper, he actually felt that his eyes were dark, he hurriedly calmed down, did not distinguish the power of the rules of the market in the words, but only looked at it as an ordinary letter, this letter was restored to normal, this letter, at the moment in the elder's hands felt as heavy as a mountain, he then understood, why the Great Elder left in a hurry, the Peerless Battlefield is different from Carlandor, where the balance of power is basically maintained, if a super strong person like Philip rushes into the twilight of the giant beast, the entire battle situation may collapse in one day。

If Philip can take down a legion fortress in Daxoldas, he will be able to take down another legion fortress in Carlando.

Holding this letter, the elder's hands began to tremble, he suddenly realized, hurriedly threw the letter on the ground, as if he had never seen it, and then hurried to the decisive battle, if the cooperation with the Holy Tree Dynasty means the future, then offending Philip, let alone the future, even now can not survive.

With Philip's letter, coupled with the presence of the Martial Saint Hidden Sword of the Millennium Empire in person, Richard's side could not be insulted at least, even the Holy Tree Dynasty would not be willing to go to war with the two empires at the same time.

But Richard ...... Richard's opponent in this battle was the blood mallet, a specially arranged blood mallet, and as soon as he thought of this, the elder immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the dueling arena at full speed.