From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 507 Red Knight

"Sir, the files managed by our Round Stone Society contain the knowledge of the promotion ceremony of the Red Knight." The knight who was the deputy of the action team at the time said, "I challenged a Sequence Seven alone and successfully survived. In the chaotic battle, there was a difference between death and survival. If you take the magic potion in the intertwined atmosphere, you can be promoted upwards, but currently the eyes of the blood nobles, the main material, are quite rare. It is likely that there are not many blood clans in the dark land in the northern part of the kingdom who have made meritorious deeds through war."

The handsome young man took the transferred copy of the file. Since the dark creatures have been retreating and the number of military vampires has continued to decline, there is basically no need to consider the option of going hunting specifically.

In addition, plundering other people's extraordinary characteristics can also be used as a magic potion, but the probability of falling into madness is extremely high, and subsequent digestion will theoretically be troubled by negative emotions.

But for someone, this level of spiritual influence cannot shake the "quality" contained in their own personality.

The digestion of the alien potion is almost complete due to the difference between the identity of the consciousness projection and the real race.

It is very different from ordinary people's cognition and deviates from the normal scope of behavior. These acting rules naturally fit someone. Stargate chooses Reinhert, who has the knowledge of cold-blooded people, as its initial identity. To a certain extent, it is a "destiny".

According to the archives, compared to the alien species, the Red Knight will undergo a qualitative change in terms of physique and speed, its survivability will be further enhanced, and it can control flames in battle.

Basic abilities: Knight's body, swift shadow, and extremely effective self-healing are all evolutions of alien species.

As for the core ability: War Red, it is a walking castle that acts as a resting fortress when it is revealed. It stores strategic materials after hiding, and does not require attendants or manor supplies at all.

Jiang Yuan hung his coat on the hanger, unbuttoned it and took off his shirt. The wounds on his body caused by the overload of the shot were almost healed. The survival ability of the alien species was worthy of trust.

Mi Yi wiped the foam on her face with a towel and hurried over to check the situation.

Mi Yi had just gotten up and was washing up. When she heard the door opening, she turned around and her pupils narrowed slightly.

"Don't be too outrageous."

"What you said is like casually breaking a tree on the roadside. Isn't the initial steady development the policy of action?" Mi Yi took the shirt complainingly, took a peek at the wounds on the other person's chest muscles, and then quickly looked away. .

Because of its strategic mobility, it is often favored by large organizations.

"Kill a Silver Knight."

"What's going on here."

early morning.

Someone returns to cadet accommodation at St Andrew's University.

"Understood." The deputy replied hesitantly. It was not appropriate to make a big move at this juncture, but if key items were involved, it was worth the risk. However, the adult did not explain it to him in detail, so he didn't know what he was worried about.

"Inform all members to prepare for the battle. The time is set for the evening. The target is the Lower City gang, Kishi Fire. Their leader has the key items of the plan. At the same time, he has gathered supplies and funds. After the war, we need to change the location."

The half of the shirt exposed at the collar of the opponent's black coat had been dyed red, and a faint smell of blood spread from the room. In an instant, she guessed many situations. The initial stage of the arrival of the consciousness projection was a fragile time. If this guy was killed by someone, Being beaten up, as most of the true gods, would be a huge grievance.

"The clothes need to be starched. Let me go in and get something."

……

Jiang Yuan shook his head and walked into the bathroom.

"It's just to see what's going on. Besides, you probably don't have any feelings of shame."

"Just deal with it."

"You only brought two formal outfits."

"We'll buy it tomorrow." "We don't have much money."

"This problem will be solved tonight. I have to go out in the evening."

"Ok."

……

In the evening, the sun is about to set below the horizon.

The royal capital, Xiacheng District.

At the riverside pier, workers after a busy day were finishing their work one after another and heading to bars and restaurants in small groups.

This Isis River is the lifeline of the Norman At Kingdom, connecting more than a dozen large cities, and finally merges into the sea on the western coast. The Royal Navy fleet is stationed in the warship city upstream.

Tens of thousands of workers participate in the loading and unloading of merchant ship cargo every day. Such a huge number of people contains huge profits. There are service industry buildings around the terminal. Every few dozen meters you can see a busy bar. Responsible for coordinating and managing all this is a local gang called Kishi Fire.

Gangs have direct dialogue with the district government, organize manpower to handle work, and safeguard collective rights and interests. This does not conflict with grabbing profits.

As night falls, the riverside looks very quiet under the moonlight, which is in sharp contrast to the bustling downtown area.

Unknowingly, more than 200 gunmen gathered and quickly surrounded the port management committee, where the shore fire was stationed.

Only a few of these gunmen are Imperial spies, and most are still local outlaws.

The committee building has three floors. Ignoring the clerks who were still working overtime, "Hutt" directly ordered a fire strike.

Intense gunshots suddenly sounded, glass windows were shattered one after another, and white powder bullets penetrated the building walls. After several rounds of volleys, dozens of people fell into a pool of blood.

The members of the Shore Fire reacted immediately, and the gang gunmen quickly picked up their weapons and fought back, breaking through the group and attacking the encirclement line, trying to send messages to the outside world to call for support.

It wasn't until the attackers pulled out three cannons that Shore Fire's top brass realized this was no ordinary gang fight.

The white gunpowder gave the spherical explosive shotshell unparalleled powerful kinetic energy. The pale white ring-shaped air wave reverberated from the muzzle. The building of the Port Management Committee shook violently in an instant, the walls fell off, and the gang gunmen behind the bunker suffered heavy casualties.

The bombing continued, the deafening sound spread, and the Whitehall Cavalry Division stationed in the lower city was dispatched, but the speed was really hard to compliment.

According to past practice, no matter what the situation in the lower city was, the Whitehall Cavalry always arrived at the scene after the fact.

The reason is that this massive chaos belongs to a long-standing ritual. It is well known to the upper echelons of the kingdom that the royal family controls the path of the charioteer. Today, George IV is the Sequence Five, the balanced lord of the sanctuary class.

Chaos and peace, savagery and civilization, the two opposite yet closely related, can provide great blessings to the Lord of Balance.

When necessary, the king of Nomanyat could be considered almost a legend.

On the banks of the Isis River, buildings that had existed for decades collapsed. The backbone of the shore fire immediately organized members to resist in an all-out way.

Facing the counterattack of hundreds of people, the gunmen fired volleys in an orderly manner. For this mission, the superiors promised extraordinary power. This was a life-changing opportunity.

After nearly a hundred people were sacrificed, gang members and gunmen fought in close combat. The backbone found members of the Imperial Secret Service. In the crowd, a strong old man with white hair and beard rushed straight towards "Hutt", with three knights behind him. Super blood descendants joined the battlefields in various places, and the situation gradually tilted.

(End of this chapter)