Lord Roar

Chapter 297

Outside the frontier county, the Dixinglong Legion is stationed.

On the outskirts of the originally desolate frontier county, all the trees and grass within a few kilometers were cut down, and a hundred cavalry scouts wearing the ground dragon army wandered around the periphery.

Two rows of walls surrounded by thick wooden piles surrounded the barracks. Even though it was already evening, hundreds of recruits were still practicing battle formation.

This is also the tradition of the Earth Walking Dragon Corps. Within two years, recruits, except for soldiers, rest for less than three hours a day, and train all the rest of the time.

In the coach's big tent, Hurente stood in the middle, playing with the letter in his hand.

A herald knelt behind him, sweating profusely.

"In what name did the Holy Mountain recall me, do you know?" Hurent's voice was emotionless.

The herald swallowed dryly and said, "I don't know."

Hurent turned his head expressionlessly, and said softly: "Since I don't know, why did you bring the two ascetics from the Holy Mountain outside the handsome tent?"

The herald was stunned for a while, then suddenly his face turned ashen, and he knelt heavily on the ground and began to kowtow continuously.

"Tai, does he know about this? Forget it, since all the ascetics from the punishment hall are here, I'm afraid Tai won't be able to keep me." After Hurent finished speaking, he snorted coldly and flicked his right hand, pouring out his fighting spirit. His letter passed the herald's neck like a streamer.

As if struck by lightning, the herald slowly raised his head to look at Hurent, grabbed the bloody neck with both hands, and finally fell down slowly.

Two ascetics in dark red black robes opened the curtain of the handsome tent and barged in after hearing the sound. One of the old men glanced at the corpse on the ground, frowned and said guardedly: "Hulent, you Do you dare to disobey the Pope's warrant?"

Hurent sneered and asked back: "If I go to the holy mountain with my arms tied, will I still survive?"

After the two ascetics looked at each other, their figures rose violently. After raising their hands slightly, rows of fist shadows blasted towards Hurent.

Seeing that Hurrent seemed to be defenseless, two maroon auras came from the dark, covering the two ascetics, and the shadows of their fists were also blocked by Hurrent's protective fighting spirit.

The two ascetics, who were less than ten meters away from Hurent, paused in stature, as if they were carrying a heavy weight, and couldn't move an inch. Their faces were shocked and they said, "The power of the sacrifice, the Bimon War Priest?"

A thin old man with a hooked nose came out of the shadows, silent.

Hurent's figure was like lightning, his long sword slashed, and the heads of the two ascetics were separated.

The skinny priest nodded and said: "Now there is no place for a handsome man in the south of the mainland, come back to Shacheng with me, my clan's beast king is a hero, and in the future our clan's millions of heroes will march south, and with your help, we will surely advance like a broken bamboo. How difficult it is to make you a great Pope, believe me, His Majesty the Beast Emperor will not wrong you."

Hurent sighed and said, "Now, that's the only way to go."

The skinny priest showed a slight smile, and said again: "But before that, the Beast Emperor wants me to ask you something!"

"what's up?"

The skinny priest took out a paper bag from his pocket and threw it to Hurente, "His Majesty the Beast Emperor wants me to ask you how to prove your loyalty."

Hurente took the paper bag, opened it and smelled it a little, then frowned, knowing it already.

"The red top made by the Shacheng Crane Clan is highly poisonous. It is colorless and odorless and is colorless and odorless. After being put into the well water, it quickly melts into the body. After entering the body, it does not attack immediately. After half a day, the whole body convulses, and finally dies of respiratory paralysis."

Hurent asked with a sneer, "Certificate?"

The skinny priest nodded, but his eyes were somewhat defensive.

Unexpectedly, Hurrent didn't answer, but stepped out, and returned after half an hour.

The skinny priest asked suspiciously, "Is everything settled?"

Hurent didn't answer, and stood in front of the handsome tent with an unclear expression. After a while, excited shouts came from outside the handsome tent.

"Hugh Commander has an order to enter the Great Wasteland tomorrow and cancel all training tonight. Everyone will receive a can of ale according to their military rank."

"Marshal Hugh has an order to reward all arms today. After receiving the ale, be sure to drink it up."

"All the army stopped training and rest, and went to the army's baggage to receive ale."

"Withdraw all cavalry scouts outside the camp!"

Hearing the cheers outside, the skinny priest had a complicated expression for a moment, he didn't expect Hurent to do such a great job.

Hurent seemed to have done an insignificant thing, turned around and asked suddenly: "This kind of poison, can the holy light priest treat it?"

The skinny priest nodded, but as long as Hurent was poisoned, even if a few soldiers from the Earth Walking Dragon Legion were killed, he would never even think about gaining a foothold in the human territory. At that time, Beamon could use him with confidence to join the Beast Emperor. up.

Hurent opened the curtain of the commander's tent and shouted loudly: "The seven priests of the holy light department in the legion will reward all the soldiers on behalf of the Holy Mountain, and tell the captains to let all the priests of the holy light department stay drunk and not return to the priests. Squeeze and lie down, and the officers don’t drink too.”

After finishing speaking, Hurent walked out of the handsome tent, and the roar of a war horse sounded. Only then did the skinny priest with a complicated complexion come back to his senses, put the hood on his face and walked out.

The two rode their war horses and left the ground dragon army station without saying a word.

Hurent touched the space badge on his chest, raised his head and screamed, "From now on, there will be no leader of the Earth Dragon Legion, only the Earth Dragon Knight Hurent. This name will resound throughout the continent!"

Breaking off the saber at the waist representing the identity of the legion commander, the two rode their horses and galloped again, all the way north.

At sunrise in the 360rd year of the sacred calendar, seven priests of the Holy Light Department stationed outside Qianshao County were poisoned, and died from the poison, and then [-] grassroots soldiers were also poisoned. All died from the poison. Twelve second-level fighting spirit fighters were blind and survived. They were no different from dead people. On the day of the incident, Yorkshire, the former administrator of the outpost county, was dismissed and exiled to the wilderness by King Locke. The former bishop of the outpost county, Wood, The post of bishop was abolished by the Holy Mountain, and he was assigned to the unguarded Southern Diocese of the Fort of Light.

Since then, the Holy Mountain has canceled the title of the Dragon Legion, and Jian Shengtai, the leader of the Holy Dragon Knights, left the Holy Mountain to go to the Great Wasteland alone.

The Mercenary Association canceled the bounty of [-] gold coins and the number one Son of Chaos, Montal Lun, was replaced by Hurent, the former head of the Dragon Army, with a bounty of [-] gold coins, and he was under the patronage of the Holy See for life.

Countless top mercenary teams and mercenary teams who are well-known in the mainland entered the wild and ancient plains to track Hurent's whereabouts.

Allen has been waiting for news, waiting for an accurate answer from the Holy Mountain and information related to Beamon, so he temporarily stayed in the Bloodhoof Camp and did not leave for Sadido.

However, since the battle of the Fort of Holy Light, and after learning that Beamon was preparing to attack on a large scale, Allen took the trouble to deal with various trivial matters every day.

Among them, Hathaway discussed with him the ancient magical elements in his body.

Ever since he learned that he had this element that he had only heard of but never seen, the three mages brought by Hathaway did not shrink in the magic tower, and followed Princess Hathaway around the back of Ellen's butt every day. Turn around, I can't wait to tie him up and use him as a guinea pig to study slices.

Space magician: "The body is full of magical elements!"

Prophecy magician: "The mental power is also huge!"

Summoning magician: "It can resonate with the magic elements in the space!"

Hathaway: "Three senior brothers, how does brother Alan use the magic elements in his body to create a shared connection with the magic elements in space?"

Three wizards: "I don't know!"

Allen: "Three idiots!"

Hathaway is very stubborn. Ever since she learned about ancient magic elements from the great wizard Tatar, she has been discussing with others day and night, whether as a rigorous magician or to help Allen. How to unleash spells with ancient magical elements.

It's just that Allen seemed a little indifferent, and after the initial cooperation was fruitless, he gradually became resistant, and he no longer had much hope for becoming a magician.

Moreover, he thinks that the four magicians may not be able to study the things that even Conslet can't solve.

"Why don't we kill one of them." Allen smiled slyly and suggested to the three mages: "After the magic power is killed, the elements in my body are exhausted, so let's study it then?"

The three mages shook their heads like rattles. They were not stupid, and they also knew that the bloodhoof chief in front of him was so weak that he had killed a mage of the ground dragon army in the outpost county.

Hathaway's eyes lit up and said: "Brother Allen, let me try it, test the mental power in your body, and then you can slowly experience the process of elemental flow?"

This time it was Allen's turn to shake his head like a rattle.

Not to mention Hathaway's identity and his holy mentor, even if he takes a step back, Alan is not a wolf-hearted person. It is obvious that Hathaway really cares about him, and he will feel sorry if something happens. Don't say that Hathaway is just a mage. At the beginning, Lacey, the old housekeeper of the outpost county, was trained as a great mage, and she was lying on the bed for a long time.

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either." Hathaway said decadently: "Brother Alan, you have such a high mental power but can't use any spells. It's really pitiful to think about it."

Allen shrugged indifferently. Lao Tzu relied on his many brothers to conquer the world, his fists were hard, and he walked sideways in the wilderness without relying on magic.

However, seeing Hathaway's disappointed expression, Allen couldn't bear it. After all, the other party had been discussing knowledge related to ancient magic elements with everyone day and night, but in the end he still found nothing.

The three mages also shook their heads secretly, and one of the bald mages shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that Kong has such a high affinity for the elements, but he can't sing spells to release spells. , the mental power has reached the level of a mage, practicing spells must be more effective."

His two companions agreed deeply. If this is the case, the No.1 of the younger generation might not be Princess Hathaway or Saint Son Orpheus.

Allen rolled his eyes. He heard this kind of words too much, and now he is completely immune. The advancement of a magician mainly depends on three points, one is elemental affinity, the other is the abundance of magic power stored in the body, and the last one is spiritual power. Three points are indispensable. Many people stop at senior magician because they only have two or one point, so they cannot enter the rank of mage.

It is because of these three points that Hathaway is able to become the youngest mage on the Saint Cassis continent at her current age.

Of course, some people suspect that Saint Son Orpheus has already advanced to the level of a mage, but this guy has never shown his true strength.

However, Allen and Hathaway have the same unique advantages. They have a frighteningly high elemental affinity and a full amount of magic power in their bodies, not to mention the mental power that even Conslet is jealous of.

Unfortunately, these are of no use.

It would be a lie to say that Allen is not disturbing, it's like carrying an RPG rocket launcher on his shoulder, but he can't use it, he can only use the rocket launcher as a fire stick, and the fire stick is not as good as his fist It kicked hard.

Allen, Hathaway, and the three wizards studied for an entire afternoon, but made no progress at all, and everyone couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

At this time, the Holy Son Orpheus and Longningt came over, followed by a mysterious man covered in a gray robe.

Allen felt a familiar breath, and subconsciously protected Hathaway behind him, sneered and said indifferently: "The Holy See is really religious, don't you say that foreigners are all heretics? "

Orpheus and Longningt looked at each other, both surprised that Alan could recognize the mysterious man behind him.

The mysterious man who had been shrouded in a gray robe calmly lifted off his hood, revealing a handsome and somewhat strange face.

"Mourinho!" The three mages exclaimed, and instantly summoned an elemental shield for Hathaway, secretly on guard.

(End of this chapter)