Chapter 23 Bloody Castle
Tagosa turned over and jumped to the top of a big tree, where he could easily observe the situation around him.
The sun gradually submerged on the horizon, and Tagosa looked at the white castle not far away. At this moment, under the afterglow of the sunset, the whole castle was coated with a layer of red luster, looking like a layer of blood.
"Blood Castle, I didn't expect that after so many years, I could come back here." Tagosa took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and stood quietly on the top of the tree.
The sea breeze roared across his body. Through the sea breeze, he seemed to hear the tragic cry that still remained in the wind, as if he had asked about the faint bloody smell.
He pulled out his sword at his waist, and even though he lost an arm, his movements were still so clean and powerful. The knife pointed to the castle in front of him, Tagosa sighed, and then he opened his mouth.
"Maybe my eyes have been blinded by hatred, but..."
Before he finished speaking, he only heard a ssh, and Tagosa had disappeared from there, leaving only a few leaves, silently falling.
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Back to Mamla, near night, Yuchen returned to the hall, but found Jamil standing at the gate of the hall with an embarrassed face, rubbing his hands.
"Brother Jamil, are you done?" Yuchen patted Jamil on the shoulder with a smile and asked.
Laughing twice, Jamil lowered his brim and said calmly to Yuchen, "I think we'd better find another place to rest. It's better to come back to them tomorrow morning."
(Then you should look for it...)
Yuchen looked at Jamil with tears and laughter. Although he had known such a result for a long time, he was still a little speechless when he saw Jamil's embarrasment.
If I could find it, I would have looked for it a long time ago. Why bothered so much? The tension of the Mamla Hotel had a clear understanding when Yuchen first came here, not to mention that it seems to be more crowded now. At such a time, I'm afraid that even the streets have become a place for people to stay. Fang, right?
It seems that in response to Zheng Yuchen's idea, several samurai dressed mercenaries came to a corner of the street. One of them got some dry firewood from nowhere, and the other took out the flint and began to light the fire. It seemed that they were going to rest there for a night.
"I think we can sleep in the corridor all night, and we can also take care of Lada and Xi'er by the way. What do you think?"
Jamil nodded and said seriously, "Well, that's right, that's it."
So you planned to do this a long time ago? Yuchen shook his head with a smile. The guy in front of him was completely like a big boy. He has lived for so long and has no determination at all. Is it because the knight has been working for too long?
There is nothing strange about Mamla's night. Even the moonlight seems to avoid people and appears from time to time in the clouds.
The night was getting darker, and Jamil also sat cross-legged in front of the door of the room and slept with his eyes closed. Yu Chen stretched out and made sure that Jamil had fallen asleep before he stroked his fingers at ease.
The dark and deep ring gradually appeared in the air and then settled down.
"I haven't opened the smart seal for a long time." To be honest, Yuchen can't fully trust Jamil from the bottom of his heart, perhaps because he was betrayed by Lawen, and he was a little ** to the knight who used to be the queen.
Only let the experience of time prove his truth.
The reason why Zhiyin has become Zhiyin is not only that he has a knowledge reserve that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, but more importantly, this ring can only play a corresponding effect if he has the corresponding wisdom.
When ordinary people get this ring, they will probably choose to bring out the knowledge they desire and need.
When a strong man gets this ring, he will choose to make himself stronger.
And Yuchen's words...
For such a long time, he doesn't seem to have got anything from Zhiyin that ordinary people are longing for. He just collects all kinds of common sense. If people know, I'm afraid he will laugh at him as an idiot who doesn't know how to use treasures.
But is Yuchen an idiot? The answer is obviously no.
During this period, Yuchen has silently classified the books that can be collected by Zhiyin. Except for those fields that have not yet been touched, he has actually understood the treasures contained in Zhiyin.
"Many things can't be done at will. Just like a strong man, he can't become an invincible master because of a so-called trick." It seemed that he was reasoning to himself, and Yuchen silently explored his spiritual strength into it.
"Books in the popular science category account for 50% of the proportion of books. It seems that this part is a relatively weak link in the wisdom seal, because with the enhancement of spiritual power, fewer and fewer collections can be excavated. Indeed, in this world, science belongs to alien beings."
With self-analysis, Yuchen penetrated his spirit a little more.
"The analysis category of power accounts for 40%. When the popular science category books are exhausted, this kind of knowledge can be supplemented at a constant speed and belongs to the category to be developed."
"And this words..." Through a thin barrier with mental strength, Yuchen smiled and saw the pile of golden and shining classics.
"Introduction to Wudi Weilaut's tactics."
"The manuscript of Belen, the great magic teacher."
Along the way, this is completely the treasure house of knowledge of the strongest in the history of the whole continent. If any book appears in reality, it can easily set off a storm of blood!
That is the experience of the strongest and the guidance of the strongest.
But...
Yuchen just looked at this pile of priceless treasures contemptuously and sighed.
"These things seem priceless, but in fact they are..."
"Chicken ribs."
Although these books seem to be extremely precious, Yu Yuchen's eyes are really untouchable.
On the one hand, it is the unreproducibility of success. The environment, experience and physical quality of everyone's survival will not be exactly the same in all aspects. These materials are reluctant to refer to, and it is obviously a death-seeing behavior.
On the other hand, the power in my body can no longer be cultivated in a normal way. Let alone the evil spirit, even the fighting spirit I got through practice, recently, after the green pearl seal began to loosen, it seems to have some changes that made him frightening.
Every time he breathes his mental strength, he will start to run around his body. The pain that seems to break through his muscles makes him unable to sleep at night.
This is also why he is eager to find a way to make a breakthrough.
After passing these "treasures", Yuchen focused his attention on the remaining hazy area.
It's a pity that no matter how much mental strength is invested here, it can't be opened at all, but in the previous transaction with Xu, Yuchen seemed to feel that the seal here was a little loose.
"Haven't my spiritual power been fully mastered? Or?"
Curiosity about the unknown is still stronger than the mentality of seeking stability. Yuchen gritted his teeth and began to open his body and mind, trying to fully penetrate his spirit into it.
Results...
I only felt that the sky was spinning, and Yuchen's eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.
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On the other side, Tagosa flew to the sky, and the castle fortress trampled on by him looked so small.
The fast single arm lit a small ball of blood in the air in front of him. Obviously, he did not have the calmness of Togu. It took a lot of effort to shape the blood-colored whirlpool. Tagosa suddenly gritted his teeth and used all his strength, punches, one punches, and then suddenly, and the blood-red sword floated on. In front of him!
"The sword of my fate, Galadia, in the name of my blood, purify everything with your glory!"
The calm and majestic sound resounded through the sky, and above the castle, a huge red whirlpool appeared so abruptly, and the huge pressure came from the center of the whirlpool, and even the air made a whine.
"What is that!" The soldiers defending the city also found the huge bloody whirlpool above their heads at the first time. They were just afraid and came up from the bottom of their hearts.
This is a kind of instinctive fear of the weak for the strong. The thing above them is obviously too powerful to be imagined.
"No!" Already soldiers could not resist the overwhelming pressure and sounded the alarm.
For a moment, the whole castle sirens sounded loudly, and the soldiers rushed out of the room and rushed to the wall.
In fact, this is a sentry post, but because of its special geographical location, when the sentry was built, everything was built as a military fortress. The whole 2,000 troops rushed out of the assembly as soon as they were alerted, which showed that they were well trained.
But...
When they walked out of the room, they were also swallowed up by such a terrible breath in an instant. No one could look up, like a boulder pressing on their heads and their knees trembling, as if there was a voice in ** them, kneeling down.
Blood killing the sky...
The silent voice sounded again, and everyone's heart was suffocated, as the sound fell. The bloody whirlpool on the head burst in an instant, and the bright red fog enveloped the whole castle in an instant.
The huge power on their heads disappeared in an instant. The soldiers relaxed and looked at the situation around them in surprise. At this moment, everyone was shrouded in red fog. Not to mention seeing others, you can't even reach out your hand and see your palms.
The vision is completely blocked, and this feeling gradually spreads, becomes uneasiness, and then turns into madness.
"Ah!" There are already soldiers who can't stand such a terrible situation. The surroundings are quiet and frightening, and they don't know anything will rush out of this strange fog.
It's better to fight than to die. He thought so. He suddenly waved the sword in his hand and cut around. Although he didn't cut anything, his heart calmed down a lot.
There is nothing more secure than protecting yourself.
It's just.
At the moment when he felt at ease, a sharp sword suddenly scratched his throat and his throat was cold. At the moment when blood gushed out, he seemed to be able to see the scenery in front of him. Why did the person holding the sword turn out to be his comrade-in-arms.
The soldier fell down, but the other soldier who killed him with a sword did not seem to notice that the sword had killed a person at all. He turned around and continued to wave the sharp sword in his hand.
Tagosa stands in the sky. Under the continuous urging of the wind, his figure can stand in the sky very steadily. At his feet, bursts of air whirlpools gathered and dispersed.
He often sighed, as if he were pitying and laughing. He pinched the bright red hilt. At this time, the sword in his hand had been replaced by Galadia, the blood-condensed sword.
At this time, Galadia seemed to be a little darker than the moment of the battle with Regoza. When he looked at the sharp sword in his hand, Tagosa frowned gently. He said to himself, "Time seems to be running out. There are two more times. Is there two more?"
The screams below became more and more tragic. Thousands of people crowded together and seemed to not see each other. They were all wildly waving the swords in their hands. The uneasiness in their hearts had completely swallowed up their reason. Finally, there was only a group like beasts.
"Even if the pathetic Westerners seem to have undergone harsh training, no one can learn to entrust their lives to their comrades-in-arms. Their inferiority only believes in themselves, not others."
As a result, can you only die under your so-called comrade-in-arms sword? What a strong irony.
"Then let me relieve your pain." Tagosa raised Galadia high, and this bloody sword suddenly burst into a huge wave of power.
The whole sky was dyed red. With Tagosa's sword cut off, the sky seemed to collapse and fall down!!
"Blood Kill - Wave!"