The risk is unknown, but the benefits are sufficient! Ouyang Dao's heart was moved, and several quasi-shooters changed their strategies, shifting from fierce attacks to defending Ouyang Dao. In an instant, Ouyang Dao was clothed in fire and light, protected by earth, wind, ice, fire, gravity, arrows, thorns, and blunt blows.

The old man grinned, dismissive of Ouyang Dao's cautious attitude. But in Goode's view, this is a phrase that implies sympathy.

"You are indeed a fanatic who can make the Lion City rain or shine, but this kind of caution is very commendable" No longer thinking about the idea of sneak attack, Gu Juan urged his whole body, so that the muscles trembled faster and faster, and gradually, his whole body was left because of the vibration, and the amplitude and frequency of the vibration were closer to the beating of the heart.

With the heartbeat and the body trembling until one, the old man's body was immediately reduced to the posterior image, and while breathing, it appeared in the doorway of the sculpture gallery, in the same place still retained a faded remnant.

The old man's hand caressed the door, and the heavy door shook violently, leaving a large hole in the visible place that extended outward. As he built the gate, Ouyang Dao ordered the dragon to find the hardest material he could find, and used his superb strength to shape the structure of the Dark Source Iron to maximize its performance.

Everything that had been done before was in vain, and under the trembling hands of the old man, the door of the hard material was broken into the initial form of the atom, which was then broken by the old man. But now the shadow of the old man has disappeared, and when he ran from Ouyang Dao's face to the gate, a ditch appeared on the hard ground, and the sculpture pedestal on the road had turned into powder, and all the sculptures that blocked them slowly appeared. Each statue is a living person, and under the attack of the old man, the rock armor on the surface of their skin is shattered, revealing the statue inside the statue.

The first two statues were unscathed, and the old man's eyes revealed a glimmer of light, revealing the hiding places of the masters who could not see their place. The next row of statues was more or less damaged, and when the statues came out of it, their bodies were dismembered.

"The Hall of Horror Sculpture is too terrifying" The old man's hand did not change, and his tone was relaxed, but his eyes shone with a heavy light. Their ability to turn the Masters into stone sculptures and then leave them alone in that lonely, dark space is a terrifying sign of their unparalleled control over the Masters. The old man glanced at Ouyang Dao again. Although Ouyang Dao is still a shallow professional player, it is ridiculous that a professional player can control more than a dozen masters.

"Well, I can't think of any other way to leave this troublesome enemy to Mary · Kelly, because I'm no match for him," the old man sighed, and he melted a half-human-sized hole in the big iron door, and the statues around Ouyang Dao remained motionless, and the injured gathered around Ouyang Dao.

"Goodbye, Hall of Terror"

The body flew forward like a civet cat, directly through the half-human-high hole, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Ahh Several frightened nobles roared, and the stone carvings actually turned into living people, thinking that they just liked the act of sculpture, and the impact of their hearts and minds was directly shocked on the spot. By this time the figure of the old man had disappeared from the gate, and the nobles, remembering that they were still in danger, rushed to the hole where the old man had dissolved, but the one in front of them was the wounded sculptor.

"Go away, go away, go away!" The nobleman in power was still in good health, his disorganized fists still carried a hint of inner breath, the light was dim, his fists swayed casually, as if there was only a little professional fur, and after not wanting to continue, there was also a little self-defense. Although Ouyang Dao didn't remember how he became the god of the sea, he remembered that becoming a professional was not a simple and happy process. As the rule of the world, the pursuit of this power comes at a price.

As Ouyang Dao knew, most cults needed bloody slaughter to take power, and as Ouyang Dao knew, the most difficult thing was to kill 100 normal people with normal bodies, and the time needed to be controlled within three months. Killing 100 people in three months requires killing at least one person per day, and this killing is only allowed to go head-to-head, whether by poisoning or borrowing other means, which greatly reduces the likelihood of a successful career.

Of course, this process is not completely fruitless, for example, killing 100 people, for every 10 people who perform the ritual, their bodies will get a part of the energy in advance, until 100 people are completely killed, you will get all the physical qualities of this profession at the initial stage, so that all the attributes of the body can meet the minimum requirements of this profession.

When the five-dimensional attributes of the body are minimized, the practitioner can obtain the profession through the final ritual and then enjoy all the features and exoticism of the profession.

In the absence of a final ceremony, the pre-required professional is a relatively strong ordinary person, and only a real ritual can officially enter the extraordinary realm. The transition from the ordinary to the extraordinary is destined to be fraught with risks, and each year at least 100 congregations complete the prerequisites, but only Ouyang Dao knows about the ritual of the sea god, and the record is 13.

As for the consequences of the failed ritual, although it is not detailed in the various professional archives, most professionals know that the origin of the alien is not for nothing. Finally, the risk of the ceremony was terrible, which led to some outlandish ideas, such as the practice of the aristocracy, to hold only the first half of the inauguration and refuse to perform the most important final rites to become a professional. While this method is fraught with other risks, it is much more controllable than the Last Rites.

After practicing the internal break through a pre-study ritual, the energy and intensity of the internal break can also be increased by the rest of the working methods until you can compete with a normal professional. Although this practice has certain hidden dangers, it has become the best choice for all kinds of nobles and merchants.

In the past, when the Norse system was not yet developed, ritual information about career achievement was usually recorded in books, and each chapter corresponded to a part of the ritual, and this way of skipping the final ritual was called... Break the rules.

The young nobleman's fist was casually grabbed by a tourist, the other side of the rough palm was hooked by a barb, and the arm of the young nobleman was quickly cut several times.

"I want to die!" The noble youth shouted, the brave fist, the fearless fist, the pale breath attached to the fist, which increased the speed and power of his blow a lot. But the anger was clearly not good for the strength, and the blow was not even as strong as the blow, and the "tourist", standing in front of the nobleman, stretched out his arm and slapped him casually. After the initial panic, coupled with the scene of the old man in white leaving in a hurry just now, the noble girl in charge gradually calmed down and stepped out of the protective circle created for her by several noble young people.

"My lord, I think we can talk," Ouyang Dao said, focusing all his attention on a dozen different sculptures, but at the greeting of the young noble woman, he turned his head.

"Talk, talk about how you insulted me, talk about how much you're willing to pay?" Insult. These two words hurt the heart of the aristocratic girl, and these two words are usually used as a reason for anger, but I didn't expect this moment to be used on herself.

"My lord, why are you joking with us, as a great master, you should think of the war of this generation, not of us," said the young noble lady, her gestures impeccable, her eyes full of the respect of posterity for their predecessors, and the strange image of the opposite. You are one of the most powerful people in the world.

We're just actors on stage. It's my honor to be a part of your game, but we won't forget who we are" The girl's ethereal eyes stared straight at Ouyang Dao, her fingers pinched her skirt and lowered it, her white arms were tightly placed behind her back, like a shy deer.

"I apologize for our faux pas, sorry, great one," said the noblewoman, with a straight bow, representing the highest level of supplication in aristocratic etiquette, which also meant that the servant was loyal to his master. The image of a polite aristocrat and a shy little girl changed in her, from shy to capable, Ouyang Dao shook his head and smiled, her cold face softened.

"I must say, you really deserve to be called a nobleman," Ouyang Dao said, shaking his head slightly, Ouyang Dao clapped his hands, and the young lady's face flushed. But as a young girl, as a senior in showbiz, I want to give you a piece of advice about character, this kind of thing, the first act, acting well enough. Just when Ouyang Dao was about to order the detention of several nobles, the young nobleman who was pestering tourists in the distance broke out. His outburst was unexpected, but that explains it.

The aristocratic maiden's name was Adeline and her father was a member of the Lion City Council, head of the Lion City's heat department, and a chief courtier to Nordic merchants and coal miners.

The young man, who was captured by tourists, his uncle was the father of the flamemaker Runes, one of the three coal merchants in the Lion City. Now that he has entered society, the young nobleman's goal has always been Adeline Vader, no matter what, he couldn't get a young nobleman with a lovely smile, and now he groveled in front of Ouyang Dao, like a servant. At this moment, how can we not let the blood of young rage.

"You all deserve to die!" The noble boy gritted his teeth and said. As his anger escalated, he broke free from the tourists. Ouyang Dao's face showed joy, and he felt a hunger that he hadn't seen in a long time. White light swept over the young nobleman, his fingers hooked, his nails straightened, his clothes ripped off his back, and a pair of huge wings rose. The cylindrical skeleton pulls out brown feathers, and the wings fold up from the middle when fully unfolded, forming an "m" on the back, which looks like a strange feathered coat.

"I feel it, the wind is calling," whispered the young nobleman, who gripped it tightly with his five-clawed palm, and three bloody holes could easily be cut in the visitor's arm.

This bloodstained hunter has a blank face and an attitude like a robot. Three bloody holes may make a normal person cry with their arms crossed. They thought it was a moderate injury that needed to be treated. However, the muscles of the arm trembled involuntarily, and the three blood holes also cut the blood vessels, and as soon as the sea god's arm was loosened, the noble boy who had grown two wings broke free.

His figure disappeared into the air, leaving only a shadow in place, the shadow still flying with wings, and his face was very cold and stern.

Whoosh. A brown feather fell from the sky and bowed to Ouyang Dao, the noble lady's body shook in front of her, and in the blink of an eye, she was on the other side of the gallery. Although there was a hole dug by the old man in white behind her, the noble girl's body trembled with fear.

Her fear did not affect the winged young man, who stood in front of the noble girl with an excited face and said in a deep voice, "Adeline, you run out the back door, and I will buy you time!" ”

"You!" Adeline was so angry with him that she couldn't speak. She felt that her words and charm had done their job, and she had succeeded in calming Ouyang Dao's emotions so that the strong man could spare his life.

Now that the young man's behavior had completely disrupted her plans, even if Ouyang Dao was the kind of elder who was more benevolent, he would not tolerate their repeated provocations any longer. Ouyang Dao looked at this young man with a smile on his face, from the moment he saw the other party's wings, his body was filled with irresistible hunger.

This is already the fourth time it has happened, the first being triggered by Smith's Wood Elf bloodline, but since he absorbed the egg, Smith has gone from being a delicacy to a later idea.

This strange hunger also seems to be very picky, the dragon egg and poisonous blood make his eyes look higher, Ouyang Dao has seen many blood hunters, but he has never had a strong hunger feeling. Hungry like fire, Ouyang Dao stood up from the mermaid's throne, a nearby statue was shattered, and soon, a long powdery knife was handed to him. Ouyang Dao picked up the long knife and pointed diagonally at the young nobleman.

Brave children, let's have a fair and just duel. If you win, you're good to go. If you lose, you can wait for your parents to come to me"? ”