"I haven't come to such a high level of consciousness, Mentor Django......," he said, taking his cowboy hat off his head, his face was still a little immature, and even the two dimples at the corners of his mouth were clearly hanging on his face when he smiled, and in this great hall buried deep underground, there was a flash of golden light, which fell on two people, one was him and the other was Jango.

Ginger was a little tired, he was old, and the tips of his long blonde hair already had some clearly visible white.

"Honestly, my child, you really don't qualify for my approval......" Ginger raised his eyebrows, saying this very seriously, but his breath felt heavy, as if he was sighing.

"Ah......" the cowboy hat was in his hand, and he obviously felt lost and a little frustrated because of this somewhat negative remark.

Of course, it will be frustrating, and the recognition of this cowboy hat may be more important than anything else. This is not only an identification of identity, but also a testament to his genius.

How can it not be lost? The guru has put the hat on his head, and now he says that he is not qualified, as if he is making people repent!

"But!" Django put his hand on his head, adjusted his breath, touched his head heavily, messed up his short blond hair, shrugged his shoulders a little indifferently and said, "Who called me, I only have such a genius only 14-year-old student......"

Like a childish ghost, Jan Ergo stroked his head, and now his head was a mess.

"Mentor Jorgor!"

"Hmph, I was still a student I chose at the beginning, and I cried to recognize that you were not a ............"

"Tutor Djangor, rest assured, I will definitely become the greatest archaeologist! You won't be disappointed! ”

"I'm waiting for that day ......, waist, don't hug me, my back hurts......"

[Principality, November 5, 2026, 7:13:32 p.m.]

【Central Control Room】

"Why come back! Tang Dynasty! Child! Dragon! I said run! Pelos lay on the ground, blood slowly flowing out of his abdomen, his aching face was a little hideous, and even the corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice trembled when he shouted these words.

There was a little bit of golden streamer in the hole in his abdomen, as if it was mending his body, but it was obviously to no avail.

"It's not fucking for you!" Tang Zilong ran over and was about to help Pelos up at once, but a sword qi slammed into the wall, smashing the filled mechanical circuit.

The third also came over to help him move forward.

"Even you ......" Pelos' eyes narrowed together.

"You're my grandfather, no matter how you say it, I can't leave you!" III's eyes looked firmly at the rocks under his feet, and he put Pelos's hand on his small shoulder.

"You people, you have a chance to escape! Don't run away! I'll wait, it's really, dead in vain! ”

"No, Grandpa! You won't die! Duchy In 2019, you found the golden holy water left over from [Talondar County], and you will never die like this! The three of them slowly advanced, and another sword qi slashed diagonally.

"I know a lot! Am I the greatest archaeologist of your time? ”

"Now is not the time to say this! Pelos, if you have time to gossip, you'd better hurry up! Fuck, you're dying! ”

"I didn't call you to save me, Skarna should be able to deal with that pervert!"

"Hurry up, fuck it!"

The princess stared at them closely, and she stood by the hole created by the laser rays, watching the three of them slowly come out.

The soldier looked at all this in bewilderment, and there was really no place to understand this behavior.

Skarna's golden and blue eyes were already like blooming flowers at this time, and the streamer was almost higher than his brow, and the short sword in his hand was even about to begin to break, being hit by the black long sword again and again, and now only the broken appearance of the blue spiritual power condensing the short sword together.

[Wow!] The black longsword slammed into the short sword, and more fragments began to crack, and some parts even began to become tiny iron powder.

[Wow!] Another impact made the shattered fine powder tremble, and there was no room for it to blow in the air and be pulled back to its original appearance by the blue spiritual power.

[Wow!] A sword aura exploded in the air, Skarna turned over and jumped, dodging the sword qi, the black long sword swung by that terrifying figure had no way to continue to parry, Skarna fought and retreated, without any skills, the blood at the corner of his mouth was already like a flowing river, every parry against the black long sword was an extremely dangerous action for Skarna, how many terrifying furious elements rushed into his body, making his internal organs start to tremble.

The blood in his golden eyes clotted into a little bit like a brand in the corner of his eye, and Skarna shouted, and the entire central control room was filled with his voice.

Skarna was never invincible, he was once silent, few people knew what he really thought, everyone was as strong as ever, and that was enough, his strength and his silence had an extremely tacit sense of adaptation.

This is also the reason why everyone sees him this way, so that the stereotypical image that is wrong again and again makes him not have so many words.

But this time, he really faced an extremely strong opponent, and he might even die here.

That sense of coercion actually made [it] dare not fight, it is really ridiculous, the Western sword is like scrap iron, and now this short sword is completely made of iron powder and fine powder, how can it be the opponent of this more ancient weapon.

"Ahh Skarna tried to fight back, and with the blue spiritual power, he deeply condensed the iron powder into a sharp blade, cutting horizontally towards Ning Qing, but he couldn't do it at all, as soon as the sword touched the black long sword, it broke again in horror, and now it completely turned into powder and scattered everywhere, turning into a wisp of white smoke in the central control room, and vanished.

The pain of a horizontal cut in the abdomen of the "forehead ......" echoed in Skarna's mind, and the touch of the flesh being cut horizontally was so terrifying that the owner of the black long sword even wanted to cut off his waist.

[Wow!] A white steel rope was fixed on Skerna's back, and Skarna was pulled out at once, fortunately dodging the terrifying attack that was cut off by the black sword.

"Cave ......" Skarna looked at a man who was also wearing a black mage robe, his short white hair was very neat, he obviously had a lot of vicissitudes, it can also be said that he did not wear a military uniform, he did lack obvious spirit.

"Skarna, it's not good to die like this, I'm still waiting to learn from you."

The golden streamer began to repair Skarna's body little by little. The place that was about to be cut off was a little blurry of flesh and blood, and a clearly visible line of flesh was really frightening.

“…… What about them......"

"It's already on the ground, senior, please rest assured."

"That's good," Skarna waved his hand, and the broken iron of the console suddenly came to his hand, making a buzzing sound, forming a barbed piece of iron.

Ning Qing's eyes were already terrifyingly revealing a red evil light, a green light emitted from his black robe, he smiled evilly, and stood still, ready to launch a second attack.

"Little ghost, this guy is very powerful, don't regret it! I can't handle it if I'm dead! ”

"My predecessor owes me my life! I won't die until you give it back to me! ”

[Ah~The warm-up is over~]

Ning Qing's voice changed completely, so low and hoarse and terrifying.

[Now, are you ready for death?] 】