Below, Elden Juggernaut

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out, she can only think that Tang En is a perfect chess player, maybe those blood fingers are all in his plan.

"So you quietly killed Bloodfinger and gave him another reputation?"

"Well, by the way, let the representatives of the round table hall admit him in public, and this recognition determines my waiting now. Gregor can't afford to lose, and the round table hall can't afford to lose."

After bragging and fighting during this period, Dunn already roughly knew the survival situation of the faded people, which was the basis of the whole plan.

Melina recalled what Tang En had said that night, and took a slight breath, a gleam of joy flooded her heart that had no waves.

She was convinced of this ability to conspire, proving that she was not mistaken.

"But it's not enough. If things develop as you said, the opportunity will come. How difficult it is to seize the opportunity."

Two difficulties. First, how to kill Grek, who is guarded by heavy soldiers. The weakest demigod is also a demigod, and not any fader can single out.Second, the round table hall is also eyeing its prey, and it is impossible to give it to a faded person of unknown origin.

"So I need your full help."

Want to plot against me again?

Just got cheated once, and Melina, who was forced to act as a teammate, refused to say a word even if she was beaten to death. In fact, this is not a rule, but her strength is not too strong. If the trader relies on her own strength, Sooner or later we have to end up together.

"Don't think too much, I never thought of relying on your strength to accomplish anything, I just need your help with a small matter."

"You said."

"Go out and guard for me, and no one is allowed in." Tang En took out the meteor staff.

Today's weather is good, it is a good day not to be a human being.

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Chapter 150 Seven Men, You Should Be Harder To Yourself

After arriving at the junction, Tang En suddenly discovered that he was also an excellent problem solver.

Maybe it's a famous teacher who gave birth to an excellent apprentice. After receiving the teachings of the two strongest magicians, the research ability alone is enough to throw away most faders. After all, very few people can study the question of "why". It is good to be able to use it.

After the resurrection, no one was chasing after him, and he was able to calm down and do the questions well. After a few days of "studying hard", the dizzying research manuscript really had some clues.

"It's kind of like a tattoo. The 'ink' made of special materials blends into the muscles and bones to form a circuit similar to the spell-casting unit of a staff." Tang En pinched his chin, exactly the same as Su Lian back then.

"This kind of circuit is usually invisible, but when it is injected with magic power, it will shine like a coat of arms."

Thinking of this, he took out a magnifying glass to observe the meteorite staff carefully. Like all staffs, it is divided into upper and lower parts. The top end is naturally a high-quality pyroxene, and the operation units on the stone staff are exquisite and dense. .

Every staff is a work of art, not just finding a stick and poking a pyroxene to use it.

Tang En glanced at the detailed picture on the note, and found that the two are somewhat similar. Ser Lian should have conducted in-depth research based on the staff, and this research is extremely difficult. Anyway, if you give yourself 100 years, you won't make any progress. .

"The teacher is really a genius. I can't understand the theoretical system at all." He sighed, and said that fortunately, he didn't need to understand it, and he could just follow the gourd.

He took out a pot and added various materials into it according to the formula. This is one of the reasons why he came to Wulin Town. Many strange materials can only be found by faders, and the entire "logistics center" of Ningmgfu is convenient. This is the town.

It's just that some materials are too unpopular, and it took him several days to collect them all.

Smash it with a short knife, and then shake it slightly, the liquid in the pot is lavender and exudes a wonderful taste.

It's a bit smelly, and it's slightly corrosive when it rushes into the nasal cavity. You only need to smell it lightly, and tears will be smoked down.

"The smell of Alaro moss. Some faders use this to poison their blades. Well, there are also bloodfly wings. Isn't this used to poison people to bleed internally?"

Tang En showed a strange expression, he was a little afraid of putting these things on himself. If he didn't have absolute trust in Se Lian, he wouldn't dare to use himself as an experimental product if he was beaten to death.

It's just that the material is weird, the key is that Se Lian also marked two requirements thoughtfully:

First, you must have a steady hand, and each loop must be accurate to the millimeter.

Second, the carrier must remain awake. Every inch of the circuit must be precisely controlled to open up the magic power to achieve the simultaneous advancement of the body and magic power. Otherwise, it is just an invisible tattoo and has no practical effect.

Tang En took a deep breath and secretly added the third item:

It hurts, it hurts, and it requires willpower of steel.

The requirements are ridiculously high, strong-willed fighters do not have precise control of magic power, and magicians with precise control cannot persist at all. I am afraid that they will be fainted from the pain just after they start, and there is nothing to do later.

"It's thanks to the teacher for researching it out. It must be tailor-made for me." Tang En laughed at himself, thinking of the absolutely rational teacher, he felt that it was really possible.

Serlian believed that he could do it, and he judged that he could do it. If he was still alive, he might have watched from the side, took out his notebook by the way, and recorded the experiment with a smile.

Tang En sat cross-legged on the ground, took off his clothes to reveal his well-proportioned muscles, and around him, special clay pots, pyroxene removed from the meteorite staff, and red and blue holy grail bottles were placed in sequence.

He closed his eyes, fell silent like an old monk in meditation, and simulated the next scene over and over again in his mind.

'Drink the red bottle if you lose too much blood, drink the blue bottle if you don't have enough magic power, and the next step is to use your willpower to bear it. '

With a light swipe on the spiritualization ring, a silver slender dagger was drawn out of a few blue particles.

The sword is one foot long, and the cylindrical blade is like a slender armor-piercing cone. The tip of the sword is still as thick as a wool needle. Tang En found a small town blacksmith to modify it, and the blade is as vacuum as a needle barrel.

Tang En dipped the syringe sword into the jar, inhaled the lavender liquid, and then stuffed a towel into his mouth and bit it tightly.

"let's start."

His chest swelled high and then slowly calmed down. The hand as steady as an old dog picked up the syringe sword, pressed it against the inside of his left arm and paused for a moment, then slowly stabbed inward.

Break through the skin, penetrate the muscles, and reach the bone marrow!

Just for a moment, Tang En's eyes widened, and the veins on his forehead popped up. He could feel a knife piercing into the bones from both physical and mental aspects, and then he would extend forward, break, and circle along the diagram.

The protection mechanism of the human body almost made him faint, but Tang En not only couldn't faint, but also had to devote all his attention to the pain point, allowing the magic power to extend along the tip of the knife.

Guan Gong had to play chess to divert his attention by scraping the bone to cure the poison. Tang En felt that he was actively looking for abuse, like a craftsman carving unconscious wood, calm and calm.

This is not over yet, the blood is spreading on the ground, and the massive blood loss makes his head dizzy, and the precise control of magic power consumes more concentration than casting spells, and this first circuit makes him unable to hold on.

Tang En didn't think about anything, he just put the syringe sword back into the jar, and took two sips of the Holy Grail dew in the gap. His wound and concentration were recovering, and he stuffed the towel into his mouth again.

"Eighteen more questions, I have to work overtime today!"

......

Melina stood at the entrance of the tent like a log, staring at the golden tree in the distance in a daze. With her powerful perception, she could clearly hear a man's muffled groan.

This muffled humming had lasted for several hours, and she couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she glanced quietly, and then saw a surprising scene.

A man sat cross-legged in the middle of the tent, mutilating himself with a slender dagger. Blood and sweat were mixed, and the soil had long been soaked.

"What is he doing?"

Melina, who was full of question marks, tilted her head slightly. She was not stupid, and she knew that Dunn would not be idle to take the knife on herself. This was undoubtedly some kind of preparation for fighting Greck.

Tang En, who was concentrating on engraving the No.12 circuit, ignored her at all. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and the corners of his mouth biting the towel were slightly upturned, as if he was fighting the pain with madness.

He, is he laughing?

The girl couldn't help showing a disgusted expression, only felt her scalp go numb, and then instantly retracted her head.

The golden tree in the distance is still bright, but the glimpse just now is frozen in my mind like a knife, and the more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

"It's really terrifying willpower. Even those golden heroes can't bear it. The key is that this guy has a smile on his face."

Even a bystander saw her hair standing on end. In just a few days, she had a deep impression on this collaborator.

Extremely resourceful, not weak in force, far beyond ordinary people in willpower, and has a unique kind of madness.

Ruthless, absolutely ruthless!

Melina took deep breaths continuously to calm down the chaotic emotions. After calm analysis, she found that this was very beneficial to herself.

The more ruthless Tang En is, the more likely he is to go to the Golden Tree. If there must be someone to be the King of Elden, she would rather be this ruthless person. At least, it can make people feel admirable.

The breeze lifted the robe, and the girl looked forward even more, but when she heard a few footsteps, she returned to numbness, but quietly put her hand on the handle of the knife behind her waist, and then let go after seeing the comer clearly.

Vic, with his brows furrowed, walked towards him and saw Melina from a distance. The two had never spoken to each other, and the girl exuded the coldness that no one should enter, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and approach.

"Miss Melina, is Your Excellency Yixin there?"

"he is."

The girl whose face was covered by the hood was calm, but she didn't have the slightest intention to move away.

"Uh, I have something I want to consult with him, can you report it for me?" Vic added with some embarrassment, being pushed forward by fate, he was a little at a loss, and Tang En was the first to think of the strange things last night .

"He's doing something and no one can get in."

Vik was disappointed, and was about to leave when his nose moved, and he suddenly turned around: "Why is there a bloody smell? Is Your Excellency Yixin really all right??"

Melina just stood there quietly without explaining. She was just fulfilling Tang En's commission, so there was no need to say too much.

If you say you can't enter, you can't enter.

Vic couldn't figure out what the woman was thinking, and was sweating anxiously. The strong smell of blood was clearly the scene of a murder, so he turned around and was about to call for someone. As soon as he took a step, he put a hand on his shoulder.

His palm was white, but it possessed tremendous strength. As a warrior, Vic couldn't move for a while, and subconsciously touched the hilt of his sword.

"Don't let more people disturb his exercise." An indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

"Exercise? Is he creating a pool of blood???" Vic was taken aback. There is no kind of exercise in the junction that requires blood.

"No, he's just experimenting with his own body. I saw it just now, and the amount of bleeding is a little bit heavy."

......

Vic was speechless to this single-minded woman, turned around suddenly, and growled seriously: "What kind of exercise is this? As a companion, don't you care about his safety?"

Melina was slightly taken aback, and the man's focused and crazy appearance appeared in her mind again. Yes, since it is an experiment, it is full of dangers. What if he loses too much blood and dies?

Why did I just ignore the risks?

As the breeze blew past, the girl fell into deep thought. Behind that picture, more scenes flashed alternately.

Decisive killings, headless blood fingers, meticulous planning...

Whenever she felt that the deal failed, that man would always slap her loudly, repeatedly, and Melina gradually gained experience.

The girl still didn't move away, she just stared at the confused and serious young man, and slowly gave an answer.

"No, I believe he can do it."

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Chapter 150 Eighth

The day was gradually dimming, and the woods were very quiet. Since Tang En chose a place away from other faders, the smell of blood did not attract attention.

The breeze passed by slowly, lifting a few curtains, revealing the blood-stained soil. Vik's eyes twitched, and then he looked at Melina standing upright by the tent, his throat soared, and he really didn't know what to say.

The girl's skeletal head made him speechless, and she guarded the door tightly and refused to let him leave, so she stared at her from a few meters away.

The man's painful murmur continued from noon to dusk. The amount of bleeding might have been squeezed dry, and the girl didn't even change her expression.

"Is that why you trust him? Your Excellency Yixin is indeed very powerful, but people always make mistakes in judgment."

"Well, he's trustworthy."

"What if he really dies? You'll regret it then."

"If death is his destiny, I will accept it."

This meticulous logic defeated Vic. He covered his face and couldn't help complaining: "I have lived for so long, and I have never seen a companion like you."

To be reasonable, true companions should care about each other, even if they trust each other, they should look inside more, and if there is a problem, they should rush to rescue.

companion?

Melina tilted her head slightly. She has been walking alone in the junction for many years. This word is a bit strange to her, but after thinking about it, she did not refute it aloud.

She and Tang En are no longer a purely transactional relationship, because in this case, she will only show up at key points to guide them, and how can she stand like a log all day long.

"Vic, what is a companion?"

The young man who was kicking stones raised his head and looked at Melina suspiciously. He thought this woman was strange.

Call her indifferent, and she can stand still for a whole day, but she is far from being warm and considerate.

High EQ means that the mood swings are extremely small, giving people a feeling of calmness like water, while low EQ can be summed up in one word——

transfixed.

"Having the same goal, supporting and encouraging each other, and going through life and death together can be called companions."

Ok?

Melina's eyes became a little weird. According to the faded person, she and Dunn Wright were really companions.