Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 19 Seeds that germinate extremely fast

The gray fog dissipated, and when he came back from the mysterious starry sky, the giant Konrad Fischer still kept his kneeling posture, worshiping the cold door of the Storm Church.

He froze for a moment, looked at the dark gate covered with rainwater, and looked in surprise at the shining golden Tuoben phantom that appeared out of nowhere in the middle of his vision, he understood everything.

It's a bit ridiculous, he was willing to give up everything for it, and the Church of Storms, which he regarded as the only salvation, ignored him, but a mysterious Mr. Galaxy gave him hope.

He didn't blame the Church of the Storm's battle sacrifice. If he was in that position, he would probably refuse to suddenly start a war with a huge force for a man who has not fulfilled his talent.

It's just that from now on, he has no entanglement with the Church of Storms.

Clenching his fists hard, Conrad stood up resolutely holding his lover's body, turned and left without hesitation.

In the shadow behind a window of the church, War Priest watched Conrad's burly back disappear, and let out a long sigh.He felt lost, and he knew very well that the Church of Storms had lost this unparalleled warrior.

But he didn't know that Conrad's growth rate would far exceed his imagination.

After leaving the church, Conrad took his wife's body to the small fishing village where he was born and raised.The once prosperous village is now nothing but scorched black.

Damn pirates destroyed everything here.

In the front yard of the house, he buried his wife's body, and then did something that no one could have imagined-he took a section of the beam of his charred wooden house that was burned to the ground with his bare hands. dismantled.

The completely carbonized black wood chips and bean-sized raindrops hit Conrad's copper-skinned and iron-like shoulders together, but he didn't notice it.

Looking at the dark cylinder with a diameter of more than [-] centimeters in his hand, Conrad's face was full of weirdness.

"Is there such a coincidence in the world? The most critical material needed to be promoted to a storm-type transcendent is a skull of a deep-sea beast that dared to resist the power of the storm during the Millennium War. My great-grandfather used a piece of [Ghost Narwhal] The single horn made the beams of the house..."

Due to its age, this originally eye-catching black horn has long been integrated with ordinary wooden beams in appearance.Or, those damned pirates didn't even look up when they entered the house.

"Coincidence? No! Impossible! The great master of the galaxy has already seen through everything!" Conrad's eyes became firm.

At this moment, there was a violent storm, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and the twisted Thunder Snake in the sky opened its teeth and danced its claws.

This is the perfect opportunity to hold the promotion ceremony of the Storm Lord series of superhumans.

In a dead village, the sound of howling wind and rain seems to be the unwilling wailing of the dead compatriots.

"Please wait for me!"

Without hesitation, Conrad carried the 15-meter-long exaggerated horn to the highest cliff beside the fishing village.

Facing the magic circle on the Extraordinary Power rubbings of the Storm Sequence, Conrad used the unicorn as a pen, and carved the magic circle with 56 runes with a bold stroke, and finally inserted the unicorn in the center of the circle.

Conrad tore off his shirt on his chest, his upper body was naked, showing his strong muscles, and he shouted to the sky:
"Storm—"

"Come more violently—"

"I am guided by the blood of your stubborn enemy, and I call for your coming—"

Almost at the same time as Conrad's words fell, the magic circle around him suddenly lit up with dazzling purple lightning, and the dark clouds above his head rolled in a spiral shape.

Three seconds later, a cluster of lightning with a width of ten meters and a total length of more than a thousand meters pierced through the sky and earth, slamming on the sharp horn of the [Ghost Narwhal].

The huge thunder snake twisted and twisted non-stop, it looked like a python strangling its prey, and like Thor laughing and feasting.

Under the violent lightning strike, the thick unicorn cracked inch by inch.

Within a radius of [-] meters, all the grass instantly turned into coke.

In this case, Conrad, who was pressing the 'lightning rod' with his horn, should not be able to please him.

However, the mysterious power of the circle protects Conrad's brain and internal organs, and the powerful thunder gives Conrad maximum pain and torture all the time.

Thunder and lightning are both like a blacksmith's forging hammer and a steelmaking furnace, constantly beating and tempering Conrad's body and soul.

"Ahhhh-"

pain!
It hurts so much!
Conrad didn't let go.

In the storm, thunder and lightning, he laughed wildly, with tears in his laughter: "Storm! You can either destroy me! Or lend me strength! I will use him to destroy any insect that dares to blaspheme the power of the storm—"

The thunder in the sky seemed to never stop, striking down one after another.

Conrad didn't die, instead, brilliant purple lines began to appear on his bronzed skin.They formed mysterious and powerful runes one by one, branded on his skin, bones and even internal organs.

I don't know how long the storm lasted. When the sky became sunny again, there was a burly man on the cliff surrounded by strands of lightning.

The 15-meter-long horn was gone, replaced by a two-and-a-half-meter-long spear emitting a dim purple light.

With a thought in Conrad's mind, the spear actually turned into a ray of lightning within half a second, and then disappeared into his thick right arm.

"Am I... successfully promoted to Extraordinary?" Conrad was at a loss at first, looking at his hands with faint lightning flowing through them, but immediately strengthened his belief, bowed towards the sky, and said seriously: "I Lord Galaxy! When Conrad completes his revenge, he must immediately go to my Lord's side and serve him for the rest of his life."

Here, Mark didn't know what he had done.

When he came out of the magic stick mode, he felt the world spinning in front of his eyes, and his exhaustion poured down like a mountain avalanche.

He fell asleep drowsily, and when he woke up at dusk, he was surprised to find that the dice had given him a hint.

[Your servant Conrad Fischer was successfully promoted to (Storm Warrior)! 】

The fewer words, the bigger the thing.

Mark was stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

At any rate, when he was a master of keyboard reasoning a while ago, he had learned about the structure of the Church of Storms.The new members who have just been promoted to extraordinary people are often [Storm Sailors], and the better ones are [Storm Sailors].

Conrad's promotion method is simply a rocket, and he will be the third-tier warrior class as soon as he comes up.

According to this strength, it is indispensable to be a charge captain.

If you go up to another level, you will be able to master a lot of storm-type divine arts, step into the battle sacrifice level, and become the out-and-out backbone of the church.

Mark laughed at himself: "Conrad was promoted so quickly, did he get any script for the leading role?"

In fact, Mark wanted to go wrong.

Since this rubbing came from the Church's Star of Hope, it was originally an enhanced version. It not only contained the most original description of the promotion ceremony, but also added the mature experience accumulated by the predecessors for thousands of years.

This ceremony has extremely strict requirements on the materials, the weather environment, and the physique of the promoted.

If the materials for powerful sea beasts can still be obtained through church power, then powerful thunderstorms will have to wait.The point is that ordinary people really can't stand such a powerful series of lightning strikes.

In the past, even with the protection of the magic circle, more than [-]% of people died in this kind of promotion ceremony.The remaining [-]% ​​will be abolished, leaving various permanent disabilities.

Only one out of ten passed the test.

Note that this is still based on the premise of strict screening of promotions.

Due to the high death rate and disability rate of the traditional promotion ceremony, the Church of Storms will not use this ceremony unless it is a very good seedling.Instead, the ritual is performed with more controlled, modern industrial shock equipment.

In this way, the promotion rate has increased, but the promotion effect has fallen by a large margin.99.99% of believers who are promoted through this ritual will spend their entire lives as soldiers.

Of course, Mark didn't know the secrets of the Church of Storms.

This did not prevent him from developing a sense of urgency.

"If the description of the dice is true, then I now have two powerful helpers, Minnie and Conrad. The only weakness is myself!"

Suddenly smiled wryly.

What kind of boss is this?

When he thought about it, he had touched the cheese of all the orthodox churches by doing so, and he suddenly felt a little scared.

"I don't know. If they find out, what methods will they use to deal with me?"

The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is fear of the unknown.

Under fear, beings with supernatural powers are often enshrined as sacred.

Now, he has a deep understanding of the fear brought to him by the divine forces.

"We must find our own way as soon as possible."

Changing his identity might give him a headache.

For [Anomaly], for the path of the extraordinary, the biggest problem for ordinary people is the lack of information.When the orthodox church joins forces to block the information of the extraordinary, there will be a gap in information, which can easily reduce the dimensionality of ordinary people.

Fortunately, he has a very strong cheap grandfather, and at the same time he is studying the subject of mysterious studies!
Thinking of this, Mark's mood improved.

Walking out of the house, he greeted the landlady: "I want to eat lobster tonight."

Mrs. Watson also works as a part-time cook, responsible for the meals of the whole building, which can be paid monthly or additional meals can be added.

After accepting the beautiful green bills, an hour passed, and the baked lobster with cheese according to Mark's request was delivered to the dining table in his room.

The main course is this, with spaghetti bolognese, a small dish of broccoli, salad and fruit, and a bottle of inexpensive red wine, all of which cost Mark [-] yuan.

Mark did some research, and the consumption power of Liteyuan is about one to three for the soft sister coins before crossing.Even though Mark now has 2 yuan in his pocket, he still feels a bit heartbroken after eating such a meal.

"However, let's celebrate my first step on the extraordinary road."

Mrs. Watson's cooking skills can't be said to be very good, better than in a seaport city, the seafood is absolutely fresh, which conceals the defect of slightly poor cooking skills.

Mark had a very satisfying meal.

Just as he left a pot of mess and wiped his mouth with a napkin, without warning, his empty lobster claws flew up suddenly and caught his neck.

At this moment, Mark was so frightened that his heart and lungs stopped...

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