Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 553 The Arrival of Immortals
Melova City, Eastern Suburb Railway Station.

The side of the long railway track is covered with some gravel, and there are low, dilapidated and simple houses on both sides.

"Woo-woo-woo..."

The ear-piercing whistle sounded from far to near, and a large sheet of scorching steam rose from the locomotive of the "Pioneer", covering the hood of the car in surging white mist.

With the orderly rotation of the iron wheels, the train like a swimming dragon gradually enlarged in the field of vision.

At the exit of the station, around the several iron-framed gazebos, there are already crowds of people, the noise is shaking the sky, and the dense flow of people is rushing in all directions like a tide.

Ren leaned against the gazebo pillar, looking towards the exit with a pair of blue eyes, looking for the old goat.

"Hahahaha, I'm back, Melova City, the red wine from Fanxing Winery, and the red wine from Old Wilson's house... The mellow taste of the wine is still so unforgettable!"

There was a burst of hearty and heroic laughter, as if rolling thunder was exploding in the ears, making some people around tremble.

Ren's blood was also slightly shaken.

The strange thing is that ordinary people just think this voice is a bit loud, but the expressions of the superhumans change.

The more powerful the transcendent, the more violent the qi and blood fluctuated.

The source of the laughter was a big man with disheveled hair and muscles like horned dragons. He was tall and strong, and his eyes were purple like copper bells.

Ren and some Transcendents in the crowd looked at him intently.

This strong man was wearing a white T-shirt, which highlighted his exaggerated muscular lines. His figure of more than two meters was very oppressive, and what was even more frightening was his violent and mighty aura like a wild giant.

He was carrying a large black package on his back, and a hideous gilt double-edged battle ax on his shoulders. The energy and blood unintentionally exuded was as terrifying as a savage dragon.

It is not difficult to guess that this person has a high probability of being a [Berserker] profession.

The brawny man with disheveled hair quickly scanned his surroundings with a pair of frightening copper bell eyes, his torch-like gaze finally settled on a young man with black hair and blue pupils standing beside the iron frame pavilion.

The strong man had a big black package on his back and a tomahawk on his shoulders. He strode up to Ren in great strides:
"Young man, how can I get to the Wave Hotel?"

His voice was thick and heavy, and Rennes narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was so close, with his keen perception, he even felt like he was standing on the crater of a volcano that was about to erupt.

Not only is there a strong bloody evil spirit on the strong man's body, but his vitality is like a long river of boiling and roaring blood, and the lava-like scorching breath makes his skin tingle slightly.

Before that, Ren thought that Candice, a foreign woman, was physically strong enough, and the dozens of punches he received were only minor injuries.

But compared to this irascible guy like a wild dragon in front of her, she is a delicate beauty.

"Sir, the Wave Hotel is located in the middle of Yaoyang Street in the city center. You just need to take a public carriage to the city center from a stop not far away, and just look for it or inquire about it. That building is very eye-catching."

Ren said in a clear voice, his voice was not loud, but he was not disturbed in the noisy environment, and it was clearly transmitted to the strong man's ears.

"Haha, thank you. Young man, your body has been tempered well and is very strong... Next time we meet, I will buy you a drink."

The burly man grinned.

He looked down at Ren for a few moments, moved his nose again, as if sniffing his breath, and then walked away.

He wasn't looking for people randomly. Although there were many people at the train station, according to his beast-like keen perception, the strongest people were just wooden stakes.

Only this young man with black hair and blue eyes can catch his eyes, and he can catch him without dying...

"Sir, who are you?" Ren raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, staring at the strong man's back.

There were strange braids in the loose hair on the back of the strong man's head, and the braids were tied in exactly the same way as Old Bill's.

Old Bill is from Karo, a Tier [-] [Boiling Blood Berserker], from a foreign tribe that worships barbaric gods. Old Bill used to be a mercenary, but now he recruited him into the Thorn Security Company as a mercenary instructor. Garcia and the others work for him as well.

"Haha... Alex, it should be this name. I have been in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, and I haven't used the name taboo for a long time."

The brawny man smiled boldly and answered casually.

He left without looking back, without even asking the young man's name.

No need, he has this level of strength at a young age, much stronger than when he was young, and sooner or later he will become famous all over the world if he doesn't die halfway, and it won't be too late to drink together by then.

Ren watched him go quietly, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

There are a lot of powerful people who have come to Melova City recently, and he doesn't know many low-key old-fashioned strong people, such as the one-armed killer Kelvin who met this morning.

But he still had some impression of the name Alex.

Berserker, Karo blood, Alex... These all point to a powerful man who was once famous.

The Ax of Faroran──Alex!

A hundred years ago, he was a [Burning Spirit Berserker] at the peak of Tier [-]. Since he still has some Karo blood, he can use the barbarian totem and the power of ancestors, which is enough to temporarily compete against ordinary saints.

This person is also a comrade-in-arms of "Gun Ghost" Carlos, a member of the Fire Dragon Knights, and was even more famous than Gun Ghost back then.

'I don't know if he has broken through to the sanctuary. '

Ren touched his chin, thinking about the situation he had just perceived.

He was a little uncertain about this person's strength, because Alex had cultivated two power systems at the same time, the [Berserker] profession, and the ancient Totem Path.

The situation is more complicated, whether one route has been broken through, or both have been broken through, or neither.

Tier [-] [Burser Burning Rock]?The body of a barbarian king?

After a while, Ren shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

The two paths of transcendence for fellow practitioners are time-consuming and labor-intensive, so they may not be stronger than one, but their breaths interfere with each other, so it is undoubtedly difficult to judge the strength of Fallan Axe.

However, Ren felt that he might not be his opponent at the moment.

The red sun is setting in the west, the sky is clear and blue, and the winter sun is getting softer, and the time has reached 03:30 in the afternoon.

After waiting for half an hour, Ren still didn't see the old goat and Leon, and his face turned dark.

Feels like a dove.

But soon, in the gradually thinning crowd, a handsome blond guy attracted Ren's attention.

The man was wearing a black half top hat, a pair of white gloves, and a slightly worn black suit. He looked like a street magician performing magic tricks.

There was also a strange-looking parrot on his shoulder.

The parrot's feathers seemed to be made of gold, its claws had metallic luster, and its pupils were blue-gold. It looked more majestic than a black eagle.

The person dressed by the magician was extremely handsome, with a pair of sapphire-like pupils, long golden hair like sunlight condensed, skin as white as jade, and regular and exquisite facial features... His appearance was enough to make women jealous.

So handsome.

As soon as the magician stepped out of the station, he looked like a glamorous star, and immediately attracted the attention of a large number of girls and men around him.

The girls' eyes were bright and fiery, and the men's faces were expressionless, with all kinds of envy and hatred in their hearts.

'Damn it, he's even more handsome than me... Ah bah, he's as handsome as me! '

A border knight, survey soldier, "unnamed heroic spirit" and witcher master who did not want to be named was also a little jealous and felt a heavy pressure.

A certain person thinks that he is so handsome that he is terribly handsome, and the sky is ripped apart... But in fact, he is just handsome.

"It's not good for people to be too handsome. It's easy to cause a huge sensation when they go out. It's hard to keep a low profile."

The handsome magician who was so good-looking couldn't help sighing.

He ignored the crowd around him and walked aside.

It is very strange that many girls with fiery eyes and who clearly want to get in front of the magician deviate from the direction as they walk, getting farther and farther away from him or standing still.

They didn't realize it, and thought they were approaching him.

The parrot on the shoulder looked left and right, the magician didn't dodge anyone, and walked slowly, but none of the girls and other people around him stopped in front of him.

Among the crowd, his pace did not stagnate at all. Wherever he went, the crowd would automatically separate.

Until a young man blocked the way of the magician.

To be precise, no one stopped him, but when he walked in front of this young man with black hair and blue eyes, the other party didn't just step aside.

Ren's blue pupils were as deep as the starry sky, and he stared at the magician with calm eyes. Under the advanced "Eye of Delusion", all illusions became false.

This magician, to be precise, is an illusionist's every move, including eyes, expressions, steps, and even hair, skin, and clothing, all of which emit some strange mental fluctuations all the time.

But the hypnosis, guidance and suggestion contained in the weird mental fluctuations of the magician are immune to Ren's skill "Master of Swordsmanship".

"Although it's not an advanced method, there are many people present who can resist it, but you are the only one who completely ignores it."

It was not the impeccably handsome magician who spoke, but the golden parrot on his shoulder.

Ren, who was looking at the parrot, moved his eyes slightly.

This bird is not just imitating human language like ordinary parrots, it can really communicate with humans.

The golden-feathered parrot flapped its wings, and the blue-gold pupils stared at Ren curiously. The magician also sighed:

"It's amazing, the young people nowadays are really amazing."

When it comes to troubled times, it is true that outstanding people emerge in large numbers.

"Yeah, it's embarrassing. Apart from not being as handsome as you, he is much better than when you were young. When you were in your twenties, you were still using tricks like tricks to sneak into the girls' dormitories and the swimming pools where women bathe for civilized sightseeing... ..." The parrot started to mock its owner.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong, I'm just purely appreciative, with an artistic eye, to watch out for them...I declare that I have never used despicable means to harm any girl, and picking up girls and taking money for whoring are not counted."

The voice of the magician is as beautiful as a clear spring.

He sighed a few words, and noticed that Ren's eyes gradually became contemptuous, he straightened his face, changed his frivolous tone, and explained seriously.

Can scholars be called stealing?
Can an artist's vision be called voyeurism?
Ren was very speechless and didn't know how to answer.

The golden parrot jumped on the magician's shoulder and asked in a crisp voice:

"Young man, how can I get to the Wave Hotel?"

"The Sea Wave Hotel is located in the middle of Yaoyang Street in the city center. Take a public carriage from a station not far away..."

With a movement of his lips, Ren roughly repeated what he told "Farolan Ax" Alex before.

He didn't find it strange that there were many people staying at the Wave Hotel.

"Thank you, I'm Melt Roland, an illusionist, a young master hunter, and I will see you soon."

The magician puts the palm of his white gloved right hand over his heart and bows slightly in a polite manner.

When Ren saw this, his heart moved. This is a standard knight etiquette in the main world.

Although I have never heard of this person, but there is also a faint resentment hidden in this illusionist, and he is definitely a ruthless person who kills countless lives.

"Rain Ackerman, there will be a time later."

Ren replied and watched the magician Roland leave.

The unknown parrot on the magician's shoulder waved its golden-winged right wing to him:

"Boy, bye, next time I will ask the master to take you to the girls' dormitory for fun and civilized sightseeing."

This living treasure bird, Ren laughed dumbfounded after hearing this.

This master of illusion, Alex the axe, Carlos the gunman, and the "ghost" killer with a missing arm... These people all gave him a subtle feeling.

Even if these people are not saints, they are only one line away from the sanctuary, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary temple-level powerhouses.

They also have many common characteristics. They are very old, powerful, and have an astonishing killing intent... Ren can easily think of the Fire Dragon Knights where Gun Ghost once stayed.

This is a legion built by the most elite group of extraordinary people in the entire kingdom. Even Karl, the current director of the seventh bureau, was once a member of it.

The Fire Dragon Knights can compete head-on with the main three regiments of the Knights Templar, which belongs to the Church of Light of the Holy Joan Empire.

Although it was disbanded a hundred years ago due to various reasons, the group of people, the group of killing gods, should not have died.

As long as you break through to the fourth level, you can live for about 200 years...

"A group of battlefield butchers."

Ren smiled. If he hadn't gone to the Moon World to perform a mission, he wouldn't be able to compete with these fierce men.

Although he is still a little short in realm now, as long as it is not a real fifth-level sanctuary, he will not be too timid.

After waiting for another half an hour, although no one asked Ren for directions, he saw many unknown masters.

Warlock, Ranger, Druid, Berserker, Knight, Shadow Warrior, Fighter, Black Samurai, Mechanic, Lancer, Demon Hunter, White Wizard... Various professions, with different strengths and weaknesses, most of them are Farorans, There are also some people from other countries.

Although there are not many people at the level of Alex and [Master of Illusion] Melt Roland, but today's Melova City is definitely full of masters.

Ren suspected that throwing ten bricks from the top of the Brave Mansion would hit five or six superhumans.

After he waited for an hour, the familiar obscene smell finally appeared.

The old goat man came out like a dog.

He was dressed very coquettishly, wearing a white shirt embroidered with gold trim, a black leather vest, long black trousers, and his hair was sprayed with hairspray and brushed back neatly.

He also wore a gold-rimmed pince-nez on his high bridge of nose, and held a black cane with a silver-tipped head.

As soon as he got out of the train station, the old goat suddenly opened his arms and shouted loudly as if he wanted to embrace the whole world:
"Ah, cheer! I, the great master Nicholas, is back again! Oh, sing, I am the sun in the sky, with infinite light and heat, mere devil... Ah, people of Faroland, don't need to be afraid, don't need to panic... Because, master, I am covering you!"

As soon as he got out of the train station, he stood in front of a large group of people in such a coquettish manner, sighed and shouted heartily.

"........."

Many citizens and tourists looked at him in bewilderment.

Ryan, who was about to go up to greet him, froze in his footsteps. To be honest, he regretted it, and really wanted to turn around and leave.

Shame.

Those who knew it, it was a master-level extraordinary person who came; those who didn't know it, thought that the king of the world was coming.

(End of this chapter)