evil jihad

"Sister! Are you alright?" Ai Ze arrived at this moment, without looking at Wang Man, he went straight to comfort the fallen Ai Xi.

Rodman flew into the sky, and the overflowing energy made him look in the direction where the giant wolf disappeared, curling his lips in disappointment.

"Baron, fortunately we arrived in time, otherwise it would be really late." Rodman landed, looked closely at Ashe, and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing that there was no serious problem.

Ai Xi broke free from Ai Ze's hand and returned to Wang Man's side. Her clean skin was like a bright mirror; her gratified smile was like a touch of hot spring, and a vague sense of admiration spontaneously arose in Ai Xi's heart; she knew that there was no fearless obstruction from Wang Man , I will no longer have the chance to realize the dream of the Frost Queen.

"Brother! Brother was the one who beat that wolf away." Ai Xi turned her head and explained to Ai Ze with a look of anticipation.

Ai Ze met Rodman for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and said: "Silly sister! You have always been the most honest, so why don't you thank your little elder brother?"

"Don't thank me! My brother won't accept my thanks." Ashe said seriously, but Yi Chang's expression was satisfied...

When Ai Ze and Rodman brought Ai Xi and Wang Man back to Arenas, most people in the village cheered, and two women wept in pain.

They didn't dare to get too close to the shattered corpse. Compared with the desperate woman, Warwick's wife seemed more frightened. She didn't know whether her husband who had turned into a werewolf was dead or alive, and whether he would be alive or not. Will not come back to harm the villagers.

In pain, Rodman slowly raised his crutches, and the dead body spontaneously ignited and disappeared in the void.

The villagers cleaned up the messy village, and Ji shouted passionately from the sentry tower. When he saw that his son was safe, he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and quickly climbed down from the top of the tower.

"Aman!"

"Mother!" Wang Man was a little weak, but still rushed all the way to Ji's arms.

Little Aishi rushed into the room with a look of sternness, and woke up the drowsy Sola...

After the crisis, the village fell into silence, no one was happy or excited; everyone was thinking about the future of Arenas.

Rodman grabbed his messy hair with both hands. He knew that it would be difficult for him and Aize to support the important task of protecting the villagers in the future. As for little Ashe?Ai Ze had already thought of a way out for her.

"Count, I think it's time to take my sister and leave. After all, this is not a place for her to live for a long time. She is still young." Ai Ze sat beside Rodman, almost discussing it, but he had already made up his mind.

Rodman remained silent, nodded slightly, and looked at Wang Man not far away with insightful eyes, and a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth after a while.

"That kid has a bright future."

Ai Ze followed the sound with a wry smile on his face. He knew what the earl meant. Yes, that kid is indeed a good piece of material, but how can it be used?Presumably neither of them knew.

The people in the village panted wearily, watching the hourglass fill up in the tangle of vigilance and relaxation.

Sleepy-eyed Wang Man stretched his waist. The threat of the wolves turning forward did not make him forget the habit of hunting in the mountains. He picked up the long hair and carried the bow and crossbow on his back. Wang Man walked out of the village without looking back. .

An old man with a long road was standing under the sentry tower.

"Dear old man, you are the patron saint of the Arenas people! Under your protection, the village will prosper." Wang Man walked to the tower and bowed to the old man.

"I'm old, this world belongs to you young people; people in the world need the protection of your generation." Rodman looked at Wang Man seriously.

"But! Many people don't need my protection." Wang Man replied timidly. His lack of ability and inner inferiority made him unable to build up a little confidence in front of the powerful fourth-level magician.

Rodman's complexion changed, the wrinkles on his face deepened, the corners of his eyes narrowed, and he asked calmly, "Then you don't intend to protect your family?"

"I will protect my family, but other people don't need me."

"What about the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled? What about the war-torn and displaced people? Don't they need your protection?" Rodman asked meekly and softly.

Wang Man tightened the spear in his hand, and said softly: "Be careful, worrying about it will make your hair grow gray easily."

Rodman laughed loudly after hearing this, patted Wang Man on the shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Young man, you are very brave and honest; but this world is not as hopeless as you think, as long as you have justice in your heart, Dawn will appear before your eyes." Stepping from the third step to the fourth step, Rodman's mental strength has indeed been improved, and his mind has become more stable.

"Oh!" Wang Man echoed casually, turned around and entered the mountain. In his heart, justice and hope are far less beneficial than the benefits that catching a delicious rabbit in the mountain can bring to everyone.

Rodman looked at the somewhat paranoid Wang Man, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Behind Wang Man, he said leisurely: "Do you have a dream? Don't you want to leave this village to embrace the stars and the sea? Don't you want the real alive?"

Really alive!Wang Man was stunned for a moment, stabilized his figure, turned his head, turned around, and looked at the old man longingly.

"Young man, come here!" Rodman waved his hand feebly, calling Wang Man closer.

After bowing his head and sitting slightly, he began to talk about this mysterious, vast, colorful and colorful world.

Wang Man's eyes were bright, and following Rodman's words, they flickered one by one. At this moment, the door of the world opened in front of Wang Man's heart window for the first time. , attacking his fragile heart that lives in a corner.

Wang Man had a new understanding of the world, of races, and of the sects that stand in all directions in the mainland of China.

This is a world full of hope!Legendary magic, top-notch wisdom, overwhelming fighting spirit, gathered spiritual power...

It's a changing world!The dark tide of the night is mixed with the brilliance of the prelude of dawn.

It's a complicated world!Human race, wolf race, blood race, elf race, demon race, god race, demon race, all compete here.

This is another passionate era!Warriors, archers, priests, knights, magicians, undead, orcs, vampires, and alchemists compete for beauty in different dimensions, and a hundred flowers contend.

Under the dark night sky, the sentry tower with a gloomy light, illuminated by the crystal ball; the old and the young are discussing this era together.

Wang Man roughly has a seven-point understanding of the formation and development trends of various professions.

When the moon god disappears, it can only reveal its fragrance for thousands of years. When the sun god falls, the world is plunged into darkness. Became a drop in the ocean, and began to be insignificant.

However, everything is not over, everything in the world is just covered with a veil of darkness, controlling light, rainy night, hope, frost... The gods are gone, but the gods are still there; so the thousands of species that have been favored by them Still sneaking in evil.

And these species that are specially guided by the divine seal runes will exert great potential, just like each profession can emit special energy on the rune imprint, but each profession believes in different gods. That's all.

"Is the ever-changing world really that wonderful?" Wang Man said to himself, but he quickly denied his doubts about the outside world. The fourth-level magician was right in front of his eyes. To gain trust is to blaspheme the light and slander hope.

During the conversation with Rodman, Wang Man knew that the earl's ability had improved again.

Just like a magician, every profession here has a long and arduous development process. Of course, choosing these professions is not that simple, just like the world, not everyone is suitable for cultivation.

Among the only tens of millions of human beings left in the mainland of China, those who can reach the third level are really rare, and even most of them spend their entire lives and are still stagnant at the first level for decades.

The Rodman in front of him is a Tier [-] magician, so he is rare?Wang Man sighed secretly, feeling an urge to look up.

No, not like that!Wang Man was extremely shocked by the subsequent conversation.

Dou Qi and spiritual power are two important factors in judging strength in this era. A simple example: a magician must go through a first-order baptism to condense a thin Dou Qi; when the Dou Qi reaches a certain concentration and measurement, it will Entering the second level, with the passage of time, the fighting spirit becomes more and more pure. Whether you can refine a trace of spiritual power will determine whether you can safely enter the third level; after that, it will be a long process, and the whole third level is boring. When all the battle qi in the body is transformed into spiritual power, it will reach the bottleneck of the third level; at this time, do you want to break through to the fourth level?Hehe, it's as difficult as climbing the sky!Just like what Rodman said, being able to reach the fourth level shows that one has already comprehended the power of spirit and the messenger of hope; but that's just a drop in the bucket!After the fourth level, there is a fifth level, and the fifth level is the only benchmark to measure whether a magician can reach Mahayana!The power emitted by the fifth-level magician is not as strong as that of the late fourth-level magician. That is because the spiritual power in the fifth-level magician's body fluctuates and is slowly dissipating; no one knows what will happen later.

But only after the fifth level can one transform from a magician into an excellent magister, the power of a magister is the real destruction!

"What's behind the magister?"

Rodman didn't explain, because he didn't know either!

Five ranks!Thinking of this, Wang Man immediately stopped fantasizing about how long it would take?That is simply a luxury!

"Do you really want to live? What is the meaning of living?" Rodman's voice echoed around.

Wang Man nodded solemnly; even if it is an extravagant hope, it is still a dream; one day when he knows that extravagant hope is the so-called hope, he will be completely calm.