Listen to Carl's narration.

Cedric thought for a moment, except for Warcraft, no matter what race it is, there is never a shortage of artists.

Master carver and painter.

It's just that no one has ever associated them with the cultivation of magicians.

Because most of the time of the magician is spent meditating and exercising his mental power, every time he meditates, he is very mentally exhausted, and he has no energy to study art.

And people who love art usually have average cultivation talent and are not willing to spend more time cultivating.

Cedric, in fact, belongs to a person who loves painting, but he only appreciates it, and never paints it himself.

Every time you look at an artistic work, you can make yourself refreshed and satisfied.

If this work is still made by yourself.

The satisfaction that it brings to one's soul may really enhance one's spiritual power.

It not only satisfies his own needs for cultivation, but also pursues art.

Thinking of this, Cedric's eyes lit up and he bowed deeply to Carl, "Thank you, Mr. Carl." ”

"Do you think it's okay?" Carl asked, after all, he was a layman, and as for whether he could do it, it was up to Cedric.

"Mr. Carr, to tell you the truth, I prefer to appreciate paintings." Cedric chuckled.

"Hehe, Cedric, this kid, is not much worse than me, it's all because he pursued art when he was young and delayed his cultivation."

David also laughed on the side.

It's just that David has a young face, but he calls an old man and a boy, and there is always a weird feeling.

As for Barton, soon after Cedric came in, he fell asleep on the floor.

The reason it gives itself is to get closer to the earth and to understand the laws of the earth.

"Oh?"

Hearing Cedric's words, Carl felt that it was really possible for him to exercise his mental strength through painting.

If it's just an ordinary painting, even if it's a low-level magician, the spiritual power is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Strong mental power, control of strength, and control of details, you can definitely draw accurate works.

But that kind of painting according to the script, Carl guessed, is likely to be unable to improve mental power.

Only when it is related to art and can you draw works that evoke spiritual feelings, can you improve your mental power.

This Cedric just met the conditions, after all, he was a lover of art.

The two discussed for a while, and Cedric was already a little eager to try.

Instead, it was Davy, who reminded, "It's not too early, Carl, don't you have to find your uncle first?" ”

The two who were discussing stopped for a moment.

…

Half a day later.

10,000 meters in the air.

Flying at breakneck speed, a huge bear-like monster flies.

If someone happened to be looking at the sky, they would immediately recognize that it was a saint-level bear-type demonic beast.

Because bears are not flying monsters, they can only travel in the sky if they reach the holy level.

On the broad bear's back, there were three more people sitting.

Two elves, one human.

Yes, David, the powerhouse of the Elven Clan's Sanctuary Domain, also followed Carl.

Under the communication with Carl, although he solved a lot of confusion in cultivation, if Carl could always be by his side, it would definitely be of great help to his improvement in strength.

Moreover, the two of them can also learn from time to time.

Carl and Davy sat a little closer, and from time to time they would say a few words.

As for Cedric, he sat a little farther away, as if thinking about something.

Plus Barton, three people and one bear, the lowest strength, also has a ninth-level intermediate level, so although Barton flew very quickly in the air, everyone was not uncomfortable.

After another two days, they finally arrived at the destination of their trip, the capital of Shanya.

Interestingly, Karl has traveled to many dwarven cities and elven regions.

As a Terran, this is the first time he has entered a human city.

And as soon as it comes, it is the largest city in the empire, the imperial capital.

The imperial capital is the name of the city.

Viewed from the air, the entire imperial capital is basically a square, slightly larger than the dwarven city of Gra.

At this time, it was afternoon, it was not too late, and there were still many people staying outside in the imperial capital.

The weather is clear, and from time to time people look up and want to enjoy the blue sky and white clouds.

"What's that? A flying bear? ”

An exclamation attracted more and more people to look up.

"It's a monster!"

"A flying bear-like demonic beast, that's a saint-level demonic beast!"

"Guards, quickly inform the guards that there are saint-level demonic beasts coming to the imperial capital."

As Barton slowly descended, there was already some panic below.

A large number of guards had already begun to surround them, although they knew that in the eyes of the saint-level demonic beasts, they could die a lot of them with a single breath, but they still did not hesitate.

Although the guards had gathered to be on guard, they did not directly attack Patton.

After all, there has been no war between humans and demonic beasts for nearly two thousand years, and what is landing is still a saint-level demonic beast.

Patton didn't land fast.

The guards all looked up at the sky, and even if their necks began to stiffen, they did not dare to look away at will.

At the edge of these guards, an inconspicuous young guard, rubbing his eyes fiercely with one hand.

"Captain, there seem to be three more people on the back of this saint-level demonic beast."

"What?" The captain exclaimed.

If someone else said this, the captain might have been skeptical, but the young guard who had just spoken was the best marksman under him.

In terms of eyesight, there are less than five of the entire empire's armies that can surpass him, plus those whose strength is higher than him.

Within a few seconds, the three of Carl had descended to a height that most people could see, until they landed, and Barton became smaller and stood beside Carl.

On the back of this bear-like saint-level demonic beast, there are really three people.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Among the guards, a man dressed as a commander walked quickly to Karl's side and stopped at a distance of about ten meters.

Syllable!

A salute.

"Commander of the City Guard, Iyad Mahmoud."

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, is it Lord Karl?"

Iyad's voice was loud, respectful and not humble.

Carl looked at the crowd and said steadily, "It's me!" ”

This was Karl's decision, and instead of going to a certain city to find the lord of the city to identify himself, he went directly to the imperial capital.

It was only in the imperial capital that Karl could borrow the power of the empire faster.

Seeing Karl admit it, Iyad finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lord Karl, welcome back to the Imperial Capital, Your Majesty the Emperor, I have been waiting for a long time."

In the end, there was a hint of choked in Iyad's voice.

The city guards around him still remembered the military rules and discipline, and no one made a loud noise, but the civilians nearby were already talking about it.

"It's really Lord Karl!"

"Who's Lord Karl?"

"You don't know, Lord Karl."

"I heard that it was information from the dwarf race a few years ago, and our human race is the youngest saint-level genius so far, at that time, Lord Karl should be twenty years old!"

Back then, Jack's whereabouts and condition were exposed, and he returned to the imperial capital with Yousir.

Some high-ranking people in the empire, including the emperor, who could not be traitors, have already received news from Jack that Shanya has definitely fallen.

It didn't take long for such rumors to begin to spread among the people.

At that time, the top brass of the empire was in a panic, for fear that the good situation of the human race would come to an end.

But it didn't take long for the spies in the Dwarf Race to send back information, and the information said that a new Terran saint-level powerhouse named Carl Cecilio had appeared.

Jack confirms that Carl does have the potential to become a saint.

Only then did the top brass of the empire slowly relax and spread this information among the civilians to reassure the people.

That's why among the common people, there are many people who know about Karl's existence.

It's just that Carl has been elusive, and the empire can't get in touch with him in any form, and even Jack hasn't seen him when he returns to the town of Nock.

It was only from a dwarven woman that I learned that Carl might be in the Monster Mountains.

The empire also sent some strong people to the periphery of the Warcraft Mountain Range to look for it, but they didn't find the slightest trace, so they could only leave some people to wait in Nok Town.

Thankfully, Carl finally appeared in the imperial capital today.

If Karl doesn't show up for a long time, the Terrans may be in trouble.

At that time, the location where Carl and Barton were already in the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, even if it was a ninth-level powerhouse, it was impossible to step into it at will, and of course the empire could not find it.

"Carl, I didn't expect you to be so popular among the Terrans!" David teased.

Karl smiled slightly, but did not answer.

Only by listening to the history of the Terrans can you understand why the Empire attaches so much importance to him.

Karl seems to have sensed the mentality of Sanya Boken all along.

The feeling that the hope of the whole human race is carried on the shoulders.

It's stressful, but it feels good.

Moreover, Carl is different from Shanya, he will be stronger in the future, strong enough to develop the human race into the most powerful race on this continent.

"Let's go, Commander Iyad, and take me to His Majesty the Emperor."

"Yes! Master Karl! ”