Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 556 The Specter in the Ring
Surprised by the news that Gonzalez had torn up the century-old agreement and was about to arrive, Rennes, Lao Goat and Leon had no interest in continuing to have fun.

Ren and the old goat were still calm. After all, the sky had fallen and there was a tall one standing on top of it, but Leon's face turned pale.

"Sorry, I have to go home immediately, please feel free, I have already paid the bill." Leon said with guilt.

He was a little absent-minded and took the initiative to bid farewell to the two.

The old goat patted him on the shoulder, he knew what Leon was worried about, and comforted him:
"Don't worry, boy, even if you do it, Gonzalez will choose Carl instead of your grandfather Wade. Besides, this is Farolan, and there are so many masters in Melova City, it's not up to the Knights Templar to show off." prestige!"

Gonzalez's illegal entry will almost certainly conflict with the kingdom's transcendent, and a battle is likely to break out at that time.

And the one who is qualified to face Gonzalez must be the saint!
In case Director Carl hadn't arrived, it was likely that Lucy Wilson or Wade Fenocash, the two saints, would make the move.

Leon was slightly relieved when he heard the words. Seeing that he was so nervous, Ren touched his chin and asked tentatively:

"Leon, you don't seem to have confidence in your grandfather?"

"Horn of Dawn" Wade is a veteran saint, [Iron Wall Warrior] profession, he has lived for nearly 300 years, and has been a sanctuary for more than 200 years. He is not weak among saints, and he is especially good at defense. .

Gonzalez is only 91 years old, and he has been promoted to Sanctuary for more than 40 years.

"Ten years ago, my grandfather was able to block Gonzalez, at least he could remain unbeaten, but now I'm afraid he can't."

Leon didn't hide anything, and frankly admitted that his grandfather lost to Gonzalez.

Five years ago, when Gonzales defeated Prince Miro, he was truly famous. He succeeded his teacher Richard and secured his position as the head of the Knights Templar.

It can also be seen that his strength has improved rapidly.

Ryan and the old goat looked at each other. Although they guessed that Wade might not be able to beat Gonzalez, Leon's straightforward admission still shocked them a little.

Wade can't beat it, and Lucy has no hope.

"Queen of Nightmare" Lucy is a [singer] profession, which is a very strange and extraordinary profession, with its own sharpness, but singers are not good at frontal combat.

Lucy Wilson, who has only been sanctified for a hundred years, will not be stronger than Wade, and she may not be able to beat Gonzalez.

"As expected of the Knights Templar, none of the leaders of the previous generations is easy to deal with." Ren could not help admiring.

The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach.

Gonzalez perfectly explained why latecomers come first. 91 years old is an old age for ordinary people, who may be buried at any time, but it is a very young age among saints, and has not yet completed one-fifth of life .

The old goat added with a serious look:
"That is, after all, the leader of the God Stick Group is the signboard of the Church of Light, and the first leader is Louis, the God of Storms.

If the latecomers are not amazingly talented, they will not be able to sit firmly in that position! "

Although he doesn't like the domineering Church of Light, he also admits that the overall strength of the Church is extremely strong.

The comprehensive national strength of the St. Joan Empire is among the best among the countries on the entire Saigon mainland, and the Church of Light is also the undisputed number one religion on the mainland.

All the other messy religions added together are not enough for the magic sticks of the Illuminati Church to fight with one hand.

Just that grumpy.

The combination of politics and religion, coupled with widespread fanatical beliefs, one can imagine what kind of behemoth the San Joan Empire is.

The transcendents on the dance floor also discussed.

"What should we do, welcome or drive away?"

Some people hold a pessimistic attitude and lack self-confidence: "I think that Lucy and Wade are probably not opponents of the magic stick."

"Hmph, he comes as soon as he comes. At worst, we go together. I want to see if he is in vain!" A certain middle-aged man was very emotional, wishing to kill Gonzales immediately.

"Group fights are bad, right? Gonzalez and Michelle are just two people."

"The butcher won't let him go, he's courting death!"

Everyone reacted differently, but most of them looked serious, as if they were facing a big enemy. It is conceivable how much pressure Gonzalez put on them.

Even if he only brought "Holy White Sword" Michel along with him.

Listening to everyone's discussion and feeling the somewhat depressing atmosphere around him, Ren narrowed his eyes.

Amazing, just one person has such deterrent power.

He looked at the old goat and Leon, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, and asked curiously: "What do you think, Chief Carl or Gonzalez, who is stronger?"

The old goat smiled and said unceremoniously:
"Anyway, I vote for the butcher, and the chief will definitely beat the dog's head off the head of the god stick!"

As a Farolan, of course he supports Karl.

Karl is far more infamous than the two saints, Wade and Lucy.

Countless demon descendants who tried to disturb the order of the kingdom, necromancers and other depraved superhumans, or dark underground organizations that can't see the light, are reluctant to mention this person.

Ren also remembered that the elders of the native Kangao people on the Pugani Plain would tremble when they heard the name of "Purgatory Butcher" Karl.

When the Kangao people tried to go out independently and dominate the plains, Karl led his people and almost bloodbathed the entire Kangao people.

"No accident, we will see in three days." Leon stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and formally bid farewell to the two, "I have to go back first, you guys continue to play."

He was still not at ease, hurried down the stairs, and rushed towards the family mansion.

Seeing this, Ren picked up the dinner box prepared for King Damao. He had no desire to stay any longer and was ready to go home.

The old goat hurriedly stopped him and asked:

"Hey, don't you want to continue playing? There are also unscrupulous girls here who provide special services, eat, drink and sleep with you. Don't you plan to give it a try?"

"Hehe, I don't care about it!" Ren smiled with a disdainful expression.

The old goat blinked, the smile on his face became more obscene, and he said with a strange smile:
"Hehe, are you still picky eaters? House flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, wives are not as good as concubines, concubines are not as good as stealing...you understand."

Ren sneered, slanted at the old man who was dressed like a beast, and said with pride:

"Life is full of grass and trees, so wine needs good wine, swords need swords, and guns need famous guns! Even if you want to be jealous, you must also fight for a world-renowned beauty!

Rouge vulgar fans, even if there are tens of millions, how can they be as beautiful as a beautiful woman with a smile! "

As soon as the words fell, he laughed and walked away.

He very much agrees with the old ruffian Hal's words, since he has embarked on this extraordinary road, he must climb to the top, if he can't be vigorous and proud of the world, then he might as well just shrink back and live a stable life.

Sleeping with the most beautiful woman, drinking the strongest wine, and fighting the strongest enemy, this is his future path!

Just like Gonzalez, just one person can make the entire Faroland Kingdom feel like an enemy, and his every move will stir up the world.

Or like Karl, nearly a hundred years have passed, and the aboriginal Kangao people can still change their expressions and tremble.

They are all ruthless people, worth learning.

The old goat watched Renn stride away, and laughed:
"This kid, I haven't seen him for a while, he finally showed his sharpness, and he has a bit of arrogance to rule the world."

In his opinion, before Rennes was very talented, he acted cautiously, and his methods were quite ruthless, with no obvious shortcomings.

However, there is also a lack of domineering arrogance.

Extraordinary professionals, great power belongs to themselves, none of the most powerful people reached the top by tricks or other things, everything else is icing on the cake, only power can overwhelm the world!
"Boy, there are many big shots who are optimistic about you, don't let them down." The old goat narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to himself.

He knew very well that the senior executives of the Demon Hunter Association were very optimistic about this young man, and believed that he, like Hal and Valkyrie, had the possibility of becoming the strongest.

So until today, the association has not issued a task to Rennes.

The people above gave him the greatest freedom to grow.

.........

On the basement floor, the flames of kerosene lamps on the wall danced.

The training room was filled with a strong atmosphere of holy power.

Arturia held the holy sword, the cold blade was surrounded by a layer of milky light, and a snowflake-shaped pattern released light under her feet.

With her eyes closed, she was bathed in a shower of fluorescent white light, and carefully felt the nature of the holy power.

In the divine radiance, her skin looked even fairer than frost, and a layer of crystal luster flowed on her golden and smooth hair, making her temperament even more sacred and awe-inspiring.

buzz~

A slight trembling sound came from the stone table next to it.

Arturia frowned slightly. This was the fifth time that the unknown movement on the table had occurred. She opened her eyes, and a red-gold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She exhaled hot air, feeling a little tired, and the "sacred halo" under her feet gradually dimmed.

That's it for today, it's time to eat, the girl thought.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the dense sweat on his forehead, King Dumao held the holy sword and stepped on his boots a few steps to the long and simple stone table against the wall on the west side of the training room.

On the stone table were some fragmented items, a stack of torn blue paper, which seemed to record some kind of fighting technique, a few oil paintings, a bottle of colored liquid, and a few pieces of gray transparent spar.

These should be Ren's things, maybe they are not very important to put here, but she doesn't intend to mess around.

But just now the trembling on the table happened many times, which disturbed King Mao Mao's meditation, so she couldn't help but come over to take a look.

The source of the change was a silver-gray ring.

The style is slightly delicate, and it seems to be a woman's item. It is trembling on the table, and several runes are engraved on the surface of the ring, which is emitting white light at this time.

The emerald eyes of the Dumao King stared at the ring.

For some reason, this silver-gray ring gave her a very uncomfortable feeling.

buzz~

The ring trembled, the light of the runes flickered, and a cold and strange aura seemed to seep out from the gaps in the void everywhere, making one feel chills all over his body.

what is this?
Arturia frowned, staring at the fading runes on the ring, she hesitated for a moment, then gently stretched her small hand towards the silver gray ring on the table.

It can't be ignored, there seems to be a seal on the ring, but it is gradually failing.

The moment her left finger touched the ring, the metal's icy touch, no, it was a gloomy, biting coolness like the cold wind in Jiuyou that penetrated into her body.

At this moment, the blood in her whole body seemed to freeze.

Roar!
The roar like a ghostly ghost echoed in Artoria's mind, shaking her mind blank.

Accompanied by this depressing and crazy sound wave, the brilliance of the white runes on the ring was extinguished like a candle in the cold wind, and the eerie aura surged out from the ring, sweeping all directions like a tsunami!
A terrifying and distorted shadow was reflected on the wall, and countless terrifying tentacles stretched out from the shadow!

"Holy light—thousand-weight cabinet!"

Artoria's complexion changed drastically, and she performed the sealing technique regardless of her exhaustion.

The milky white holy power that was as thick as substance shot out from between her left fingers, and instantly turned into streaks of incomparably bright rays of light, densely wrapped and interspersed with the ring!
She tried her best to release the holy power, the white light filled the air, and the power of the red dragon also turned into a red lotus-like flame that enveloped the ring.

The gloom in the training room was gradually dispelled, and the gloomy chill emanating from the ring was suppressed slightly.

King Dumao gritted his teeth, gradually closed the five fingers of his left palm, and in the white light ridges, bright holy texts emerged one after another, and they danced and slowly imprinted on the surface of the ring.

Seeing to seal the broken thing back, however, this seemed to stimulate the things inside the ring.

scare - scare! !

The terrifying roar directly exploded in the depths of people's hearts, and the strange wind whizzed around the room, and countless ghosts seemed to appear in front of Arturia's eyes.

Lancelot with disheveled hair and hideous face; Gawain with blood-stained armor and resentful eyes; Mordred with murderous intent lingering all over his body...Friends, enemies, soldiers, civilians, etc., countless dead People wailed, and pale blood-stained hands grabbed her, as if they were going to drag her to hell!

"It was you, you killed us!"

"Kill, kill! Heartless king, incompetent king, damn it!"

"It's you who made us leave our homes and homes, tyrant of Britain, die!"

Countless thoughts of resentment poured into his heart, King Dumao's heart trembled, and the holy light in his hand rippled.

Boom boom boom!
Explosions continued, interspersed on the silver-gray ring, and the dense white light ribs broke one by one!

not good.

Arturia immediately came back to her senses, she knew that it was all an illusion just now, the things in the ring could not know her experience, the other party just used some method to arouse the negative emotions in her heart, and twisted it.

No matter how scary the illusion is, as the King of Knights, she should not be easily shaken, but because those are her heart problems, so...

uh uh! !
The dark wind howled in the training room, roaring and shaking the sky, and countless gray mist gushed out from the ring, covering the white holy power and drowning the red lotus-like flame in an instant!
Arturia held the holy sword and hurriedly drew back.

Wow Lingling~Wow Lingling~
Dozens of weird iron chains burning with white cold fire slid in the mist, and instantly condensed into a thick black iron whip, stirring up the black mist and slashing at her head!
His pupils shrank slightly, and when there was no time left, King Dumao jumped back and dodged the whip with incomparable agility.

boom!
The layer of jade under her feet exploded in response, and countless fragments flew in all directions. A deep dent was made on the floor of the room by the steel whip!

The dress was rattled by the strong wind, and Artoria's face changed slightly.

After a few clangs, wrist guards, boots, breastplate...a set of red-gold delicate battle armor covered her body.

Holding the new holy sword brimming with radiance of holy power, with cold eyes, she carefully retreated from the open door of the training room to the hall of the basement.

She didn't know what the hell it was, but the small training room was not suitable for doing it.

tom tom tom~
Heavy footsteps sounded from the training room. In the center of the dim hall, Arturia was on alert. The gray mist was surging, and a tall and mighty figure loomed by the door.

He seems to be wearing an ancient gilt mask, covering the part below the nose, with dark iron chains wrapped around his whole body, and ghostly white flames dance on the chains!
Call ~
There was a muffled sound of exhalation, as if black air was coming out of his mouth and nose.

Under the gilded mask of the tall shadow, a pair of terrifying eyes full of scarlet cracks stared straight at Artoria, full of mad killing intent.

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(End of this chapter)