About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

By the way, griffins and flying dragons cannot do this. The flying instinct of these monsters uses magic power, otherwise their physiological structure cannot support their high-density bodies to fly into the sky.

Including Snow's magical dragon...

Of course, it's not like he doesn't have a way out.

For example, flying high enough to leave the influence of the magic flow.

But this will become a living target for urban anti-aircraft artillery.

It’s better to get there as low-key as possible...

"Now that things have come to a point, is that the only way I can use it?" Snow let out a sigh of relief.

I really don’t want to use it...

But now, it's not up to him to choose.

With a snap of his fingers, the wingless black dragon, which had always been dark, appeared next to Snow.

"Night Dire," Snow took a deep breath and ordered, "use that move to send me to the other side."

The black dragon suddenly turned his head to look at Snow, with an expression of astonishment on his face covered with sharp scales.

"That's right, it's the move you were thinking of," Snow said, "Come on, protocol three, throw the summoner..."

----

----

"Boom!"

Yuan's head emerged from the soil.

"Boom boom boom!"

The heads of the potato boys also popped out of the soil.

At this time, they were on the periphery of the battlefield in front of the fortress, looking at the battlefield strewn with corpses.

"Is there ready-made meat over there? Do you want to eat it?"

one of the potato boys asked.

"No, just that kind of thing is too hard to swallow."

The other Potato Boy waved his hand.

"Yeah, I'm used to eating grandpa's cooking, so I really don't have much appetite when looking at this kind of thing."

Another Potato Boy echoed.

"Then what should we do? That mud house seems difficult to enter."

One Potato Boy scratched his head.

"Let's go find some delicious food. Since we can't get in here, why don't we go to the other side," Yuan said, pointing in the direction where the Tyrant's troops were retreating.

"But those people don't look easy to mess with, especially that one..."

One Potato Boy hesitated.

"It's okay, don't mess with them. Anyway, they will join the people in this mud house to fight. We can wait for them to fight and go in to steal some food."

Another Potato Boy suggested.

"Hey, that's a good idea! Let's do it then! Let's check out the spots first."

A potato boy said excitedly.

Then, without any need for words, the potato boys got into the ground together again and went in the direction in which the tyrant soldiers retreated.

----

----

Liu Ji felt like he had slept for a long time...

He couldn't tell how long exactly, he just felt that in his perception, time seemed to pass day after day, and he fell asleep naturally, just like those days when he was still a potato, without feeling at all that there was something wrong. Something is wrong.

However, as he fell asleep, Liu Ji's mind gradually became clearer.

In other words, he wasn't actually that clear-headed, but at least the recent memories in his mind were gradually becoming clearer.

It seems that he is no longer a potato.

It seems that there are still many things waiting for him to do.

But how long had he been asleep?

ten days?

a month?

half a year?

still is……

Suddenly, Liu Ji woke up with a start. He bounced up and hit the ceiling with his head. Then he fell back again with a sound, and the bed board was smashed into pieces.

Everyone present was startled and stared at Liu Ji in horror.

A few seconds later, Liu Ji straightened up unsteadily, and while grabbing his still somewhat groggy brain, he slowly asked: "I, where am I from..."

This time, his speaking speed was very normal, even slower than in his normal state.

"Recovered?" Yayin came over quickly and pulled Liu Ji out of the remains of the bed.

"Probably, I'm still a little dizzy," Liu Ji shook his head, "Damn, did I oversleep again?"

"I've been sleeping for a few days, so it's not bad," Yayin said, looking Liu Ji up and down, and nodded, "Well, it seems that his strength has stabilized."

"Only a few days? Phew, that's not bad," Liu Ji breathed a sigh of relief, "But the power? You mean...eh?"

Liu Ji suddenly felt that there seemed to be some kind of power in his body.

He tried to drive that power, and then he felt everything in his eyes began to slow down, and it became slower and slower. He could even see clearly the movement of every hair of Ayin, and every move of Ao Sa. The trembling of a beard.

He could even see the fleeting sparks on the flames on the burning stove beside him, from splashing to extinguishing.

The next moment, he stopped driving his abilities, and in an instant, the world returned to the normal flow of time again.

"Damn, this is a bit powerful," Liu Ji looked at his hands.

The source of this power feels very familiar, just like the power that distorted space before.

Could this be an ability absorbed from the Ninth King Cavalry?

No wonder that woman's attack speed was so ridiculously fast. It would be easier to understand if she relied on such ability.

But...can he still do it with that devouring method?

No, that's not right, it seems like it should have been that way. This ability seems to be attached to the desert incarnation.

Just as Liu Ji was thinking about his newly acquired abilities, Ya Yin stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Hello? Don't be in a daze, I'm talking to you," Yain frowned.

"Ah? Oh! Sorry," Liu Ji said quickly, "I was thinking about something just now, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that your group of potato brats disappeared," Yain said. "We were digging holes in the ground, but they suddenly disappeared. You should look for them quickly."

"Huh? They..." Liu Ji was stunned.

Immediately, a vague dream-like memory fragment came to mind...

It seems like, did he let these brats out?

Liu Ji hurriedly followed the bloodline to determine the location of the cubs, and the positioning went smoothly. However, at this time, the group of cubs seemed to have traveled several kilometers away, and for some reason, the signal was still very poor, and the information could not be transmitted at all.

"What the hell, where did you go?" Liu Ji muttered with a frown.

"Can you determine the direction?" Yayin asked.

"It's possible, but it's just too far here," Liu Ji pointed in a direction.

Yayin went to the table nearby and took out the compass and map, looked at them, and immediately frowned.

"Damn it, that's the direction of the spiral kennel," Yayin said with a somewhat anxious tone, "Why did they run to that direction? Will anything happen?"

When Liu Ji heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

"Wait, spiral kennel? Is there one nearby?" Liu Ji asked in a panic, "Is there a king's knight?"

"Yes, the Seventh King's Cavalry is right there," Yain frowned, "It would be bad if they run into him."

"The Seventh King's Cavalry?" Liu Ji raised his eyebrows.

He immediately thought that someone had handed him a piece of paper. Didn't the information written on it happen to be the information about the Seventh King's Cavalry?

Did that guy really guess his next course of action and the enemies he would encounter?

So, that is to say, did he really want to fight the Seventh King Cavalry by himself when he gave him this information?

But...not to mention whether the information was correct, he still couldn't figure out the intentions of the No. 12 King Qi named Tulin.

Is it true, as he said, that he is also a member of the fight against tyrants?

No, I still can’t judge rashly.

Now in Liu Ji's opinion, the appearance of the seventh king's knight here has at least three levels of probability that it is a trap for him.

but……

What can I do?

He couldn't leave the potato brats alone.

"No, I have to find them," Liu Ji said and ran out.

"Wait, don't worry," unexpectedly, it was Na Beilin who stopped Liu Ji.

"What's wrong?" Liu Ji asked confused.

"That...someone is looking for us," Na Beilin said, "No, to be precise, maybe, someone is looking for you..."

As she spoke, she put her crystal ball in front of Liu Ji's eyes.

On it, floating a three-dimensional unique symbol.

The symbol seems to be purely a decorative pattern composed of lines, but if you look carefully, you can vaguely see a smiling face hidden behind the line decoration.

Liu Ji had seen this figure before.

That was the last pattern drawn on the information sheet about the Seventh King's Cavalry that Turin had given him.

Liu Ji frowned.

Yayin came over and took a look at the pattern on the crystal ball. She frowned slightly and asked, "Huh? Identity tattoo? Someone you know?"

"I don't know if it counts as acquaintance, but in short, tsk," Liu Ji secretly sighed, "Where is his direction?"

"He sent a message saying that as long as you go out, he will naturally find you," Na Beilin said. "There is only this message and nothing else."

"I know, I'll go out and see him," Liu Ji said, turning into a burst of sand and drilling directly into the surrounding soil.

A few minutes later, Liu Ji jumped out of the ground.

Although he didn't know if it would be useful, he did run a long distance underground and circled several times before emerging from the ground.

Looking at the deserted forest, Liu Ji frowned and shouted: "Hey, come out, I'm here, why are you looking for me?"

no respond.

Liu Ji looked around, hesitated a little, and shouted again.

But this time there was still no response.

"Tsk, hell, are you kidding me?" Liu Ji frowned and muttered.

Then, he planned to shout again. If there was still no response, he felt that he could leave directly.

But before he could speak, this time, he felt someone appear behind him.

I thought it would be Tulin, but when I turned my head, I saw a somewhat familiar old man appearing in front of me.

He has white hair and a gray beard, and is wearing a light blue robe. In his hand is a dark golden staff with an extremely complex front-end carving and magical structure. His ten fingers are covered with ancient rings of different colors...

There is no doubt that this appearance is the old man Liu Ji met underground in the Shangxiang tribe's village.