Emperor of Arcane

The enemy has shown his face!

The flying dragon knights who were about to fly down immediately stopped and suppressed the violent emotions of the flying dragons.

"Please wake up and don't let anger get to your head."

"Our task has been completed. We can just wait for others to complete their respective tasks."

"Professional people can do professional things, and we can do the same."

"Our advantage lies in the air, so we must further strengthen our combat effectiveness in the air."

"With such a big reaction, someone must be running away. Everyone will pay attention later."

"Yes, catching these big targets is the best way for us to make a lot of money."

"Other small things don't mean anything to everyone."

"..."

The flying dragons, who had already connected with the knights, naturally obeyed the orders obediently.

There are also some flying dragons that have just joined in, running around restlessly.

They were glared at by those old flying dragons who were much more powerful, and they became well-behaved.

Old Feilong knew it very well.

We can't let these flying dragon cubs mess up the rules, otherwise they will suffer big losses in the future.

Just as the flying dragon knights were observing the prey below.

The special operations forces of the Gulf Territory have arrived in their respective areas.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The besieging trolls were brought down, their chests mostly dented.

The fierce punch, with the force of impact, pressed deeply into their bodies.

The extremely penetrating special energy destroyed most of their internal organs in an instant, eliminating their combat effectiveness.

The monks without weapons used a pair of steel fists to break through the siege of the trolls and rushed towards the distant area that made them feel uncomfortable.

Their speed is already very fast, and their lethality is also very good, coupled with the blessing of thunder magic armor.

Even if they are not as powerful as the dragon warriors, they can still stand on their own and become an effective combat force.

Next to each monk, there is a swordsman wielding a long sword.

The number of their attacks is relatively small, but they are often stuck when the monks are under siege. Each attack is a killing move, and one or two trolls' heads can be chopped off with one sword.

The speed was so fast that the latter's body rushed forward a few steps. When he fell to the ground and struggled, the pain had not yet spread.

The monk moved forward, and the swordsman checked and filled in the gaps.

The two cooperated with each other to deal with these crazy trolls, which can be said to be a smooth push all the way.

The long sword in the swordsman's hand is an improved chain-tooth giant sword.

The reason why we need to vigorously develop the chain-tooth giant sword is not only because this thing is extremely destructive. In addition to its quite good lethality, because the Thunder Magic Armor is relatively large, the types of weapons used naturally have to increase in order to better exert its power.

The enlarged version of various weapons must first maintain corresponding strength, and inevitably a large amount of rare metals must be invested.

The production of chain-tooth giant swords is also inseparable from the help of rare metals.

However, its usage is not as large as the former, and it is more used for enchanting and magic circle technology. It has higher technical requirements, but can save more materials.

Advancing in this area can first stimulate technology research and development, and then save expensive materials. Naturally, the latter is more popular.

Of course, without the Thunder Magic Armor.

The Gulf Territory did not hesitate to prepare corresponding weapons and equipment for them.

Looking at the invincible monks and swordsmen wearing thunder magic armor.

Several swordsmen leading the team also showed expressions of surprise and emotion.

In the eyes of swordsmen, fighting is a test of life and death, a consideration of will.

Only the elites who rush out like this over and over again can withstand the terrible pressure of sealing evil and coexisting with it.

However, they naturally also know the huge disadvantages of doing so.

The casualty rate is too high!

Many talented seedlings may die due to a small mistake, and the huge investment of energy and resources will be wasted.

Once or twice is okay, and it can be tolerated for a year or two.

It will take five or six years to produce a true "swordsman". Even if the country gathers its strength, it cannot bear such a huge loss.

Because of this, the number of swordsmen will become smaller and smaller.

Then they will gradually be "abandoned" and "forgotten".

In cooperation with the Gulf Territory, the swordsmen had no better choice.

They are just treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

According to the old swordsman, the Gulf Territory can help them stabilize the situation.

They can risk their lives to help the Gulf Territory solve some evil troubles.

As a result, Bay collar is really too generous.

Not only did it provide a lot of resources, it also stabilized them.

And many talented people have been arranged to prepare to inherit their future.

For the swordsmen, this is basically no less than a gift of reinvention.

It allows swordsmen to pass on the legacy without being cut off in their hands.

Isn't it normal to work for the Gulf leader?

The swordsmen didn't pay much attention to the special training method proposed by the Gulf Territory at first.

They have already made many attempts and experienced countless failures.

The qualification requirements for the swordsman's path and the countless risks encountered along the way have caused countless proud men to fall into disgrace and die before leaving the battlefield.

In their view, after Matthew and the Gulf Territory fail, they will give up this idea and either go back to the old path before, or they will selectively give up and treat them as trump cards and consumables.

When that time comes, they will also take the initiative to adjust their relationship with the Gulf Territory and discuss the cost of the deal.

Who knew that as soon as Matthew took action, they were immediately dumbfounded.

They never expected that the swordsman's inheritance would be split into two parts by Matthew.

The early stage risks of cultivation have been greatly reduced.

Watch as these powerful and outstanding dragon warriors master many of the fighting skills of monks and swordsmen at extremely fast speeds.

Even experienced swordsmen were surprised by their qualifications and talents.

Excitement and surprises ensue.

The stronger these students are, the more likely they are to pass the test, and the more swordsmen there will be in the future.

This is a good thing for these old guys who are almost desperate.

The swordsmen had just gained motivation and put more effort into giving guidance and teaching.

Matthew will naturally give them more "surprises"!

Matthew naturally also communicated with the swordsmen about the effect and situation of the dragon warrior's transformation.

Regarding the increase in lifespan, the increase in strength and the further strengthening of the body's carrying capacity, it would be a lie to say that the old swordsmen are not interested.

However, just when the old swordsmen were ready to take the risk and try something.

Matthew naturally came up with rhetoric that the Gulf leaders are very familiar with and good at.

Matthew would not use human life for experiments.

He has many experimental bodies, and he will first let them walk out one way, and then let everyone make the transition safely.

Not only can strength be better preserved, but the trust between the two can also be deepened.

If someone else said this, the old swordsman would definitely think that the other person had a special idea.

But for the Gulf Territory, which has been spending money and investing resources on them, but has not let them fight.

I feel so confident to say this!

Moreover, their understanding of the Gulf Territory has reached a relatively deep level.

The swordsmen understood many of the Gulf Territory's practices and recognized Matthew's delusional and unbelievable ideas.

Everyone enjoys the benefits of development!

No exploitation and oppression!

How can we not be fascinated by the great unity of the world?

At least that's what Matthew and the Bay Territory are working toward.

The old swordsman also felt a sense of empathy.

After all, the birth and mission of a swordsman is to sacrifice oneself for others.

With their strength, talent, and status.

If it is really just for enjoyment or personal gain.

They have a lot of choices to make and many paths to take.

However, they still chose this path of great pressure, uncertainty of life and death, and unpopularity.

And, it still persists until now.

The swordsmen can naturally feel the goodwill shown to them by the Gulf Territory.

Therefore, the old swordsmen have been cooperating with Matthew to study the inheritance of the path of monks and swordsmen.

There are 200 students in this batch.

They are all dragon warriors who abandoned their previous career paths and trained from scratch.

They have been training for several months after joining the path of monks and swordsmen in batches.

Now, most of them have entered the path of mid-level professionals, and a few of them with outstanding talents have entered the high-level.

Now, it's time to test their combat effectiveness.

The swordsmen were naturally very interested.

What's more, the old swordsman is also very interested in the dangers and enemies mentioned by Matthew.

In addition to training students, swordsmen usually re-edit the professional path training methods, techniques and skills of swordsmen and monks.

There are also some more special tasks.

Register information on all kinds of dangerous and twisted evil objects and monsters.

At the same time, arrange various manpower and formulate special combat plans.

After finishing his thoughts, the old swordsman looked at the advancing team with a little satisfaction and emotion in his eyes.

The swordsmen on the side were a little helpless, with a look of eagerness in their eyes, and they discussed from time to time:

"If you learn to be precise, you will be able to use it reasonably."

"The talent is still a bit lacking, the craftsmanship is too strong..."

"Effectiveness is the most important thing. Let them play their role first and not be abandoned. Only in this way can we continuously attract more talents to join."

"This makes sense. Our inheritance is complete and the road is relatively smooth. Once the super-level affairs are compiled, the road will be clear."

"When that time comes, the lord will definitely be willing to invest more manpower and resources..."

"Hey, you don't know how the Gulf Territory does it here, do you?"

"According to the practice of the Gulf Territory, it is natural to lure them with benefits and let the talents come forward on their own initiative."

"Don't just think about talents. Only when the total number of monks and swordsmen increases can more "swordsmen" be born..."

"You're right, you have to have the effect first, and then you can slowly use it."

"..."

While the swordsmen were discussing, the monks and swordsmen had already killed the trolls outside.

These trolls are also very interesting, once the monks and swordsmen rush in and keep a certain distance from them.

Even though they were still within sight, the trolls stopped pursuing and continued to turn around and charge forward.

Such a strange situation immediately attracted the attention of the swordsmen.

They are very experienced in this area and know some of the knowledge and secrets very well.

Even if you encounter evil objects or monsters that you have never seen before, you can still find similar heels.

"The art of charm? That shouldn't be right. Even the art of charm cannot charm so many trolls at the same time..."

"The possibility of evil talk is greater, and it is very effective in confusing people, but it is superficial, does not go deep, is not subtle enough, and is easily exposed."

"It should be a sacrificial effect. It may be attached to the flesh and blood, but it is not like a plague..."

"Such a blatant sacrifice can only appear in such a divided and barbaric land. If it is in our place..."

"It was fine before, but not necessarily now."

"Although the new dynasty is strong, if it is unprepared for disasters, it may encounter huge risks."

"Isn't that what we were doing back then? With the power of one place, we wanted to quell the evil spirits in the world, but those idiots still used this as a card and didn't take the people in their eyes at all..."

"In their view, those who are above us are human beings, and the others are just livestock."

"This is just like these elves and arcane masters. They implement evil policies and perverse actions. Their evil sins are accumulated, and sooner or later they will be counterattacked..."

"..."

The old swordsman only listened to the discussions of other swordsmen.

The mountains are high and the road is far away, and the way back has been cut off. It is better to take root and sprout here.

After all, there is also Eastern blood here, the inheritance of wisdom, and various concepts of humanistic society are constantly advancing.

If the swordsman inheritance can develop together with it, and its branches and vines grow, it will surely gain a true inheritance, and it will have tenacious vitality from now on.

The old swordsman did not look at the burly, ferocious barbarians, but repeatedly looked at the twisted altar piled with flesh and blood.

He narrowed his eyes involuntarily, as if he thought of something, and whispered softly:

"The work is very rough, and the heels are quite big..."

While the old swordsman was sizing things up, the barbarians not far away howled and charged towards the monks and swordsmen.

Monks are good at dealing with hordes of soldiers.

They have strong physiques, sufficient stamina, high attacks, and fast speeds, and can finish off their opponents in a few or two strokes.

To deal with large enemies, swordsmen naturally attack more decisively.

They took the initiative to meet them and easily avoided the short spears thrust by the barbarians.

The movements are simple and powerful, only moving slightly when dodging, without wasting any time or strength.

Their move naturally made the barbarian soldiers even more angry.

Their already huge bodies began to become more and more distorted, and red light filled their entire bodies.

The roaring barbarian soldiers swung heavy hammers and aimed them at the swordsmen.

Their movements are not slow, they are powerful, and they look quite intimidating.

The swordsmen had no intention of keeping the distance. Instead, with their flexible steps and body shapes, they had already cut into it before the weapons fell.

The buzzing chain-toothed giant sword easily cut through the thick armor of the barbarian soldiers.

With flesh and blood flying, the rotating cutting stance and destructive saws cut off the armor and the troll's legs together.

Blood spurted out like water jets, and the roaring barbarian soldiers fell heavily.

The troll with red eyes felt no pain.

He just continued to struggle wildly, constantly swinging the heavy hammer, trying to smash the swordsman into pieces.

Before they could find any trace of the swordsman, the deadly chain-toothed giant sword had already pierced their abdomens.

Just a brush and they were disemboweled.

Not much is known about these strange trolls yet, so Matthew has no intention of taking prisoners.

The reason is simple, even if the Gulf Territory has unexplained "cooperation" with the Goddess of Magic and Mother Earth.

Matthew couldn't handle it for the time being, so he just waited for the opportunity to dig more holes for them in the future and get back the capital and profits.

At this stage, Matthew is not willing to provoke more terrifying and weird gods.

At least, before there is enough benefit, we are not willing to have any changes in this regard.

After all, there are only a few conscious gods.

The swordsmen charged forward, cutting off the limbs of the barbarians in two or two strokes, and decapitating their heads.

The chain-toothed giant sword with enhanced cutting ability allows the swordsman to deal fatal damage to any enemy.

With the damage done, the role of skills will naturally be greater.

The weakness of the barbarian soldiers, who were too bulky, was taken advantage of by the swordsmen.

They collected basic data and quickly eliminated the barbarian soldiers.

The death of the barbarian soldiers caught the mastermind a little off guard.

The troll elites gathered outside the altar opened their twisted mouths and let out bursts of shrill roars and roars.

The weird screams caused waves of gray ripples.

The swordsmen who were just about to continue charging suddenly froze on the spot.

Various whispers and sounds appeared in their ears.

A strange red light spreads this way.

If it is an ordinary high-level professional.

Just by looking at it, you might be able to find the way.

However, although the swordsmen were somewhat affected by this level of strange sounds, it could not interfere with their operations at all.

The swordsmen withstood the pressure and continued to move forward.

The monks also rushed over, their bodies emitting a light golden light.

Waves of deafening shouts restored clarity to the swordsmen.

The resistance of monks in this aspect is stronger than that of swordsmen.

In terms of attack, it is lacking, but its ability to survive is extremely outstanding.

With the protection of warrior monks, swordsmen can display their lethality more unscrupulously.

The two work in tandem and can share a lot of pressure on each other.

Faced with the corpses all over the ground, the monks and swordsmen did not let them go.

Before they became either, they were already qualified Gulf Territory soldiers.

The enemy occupies geographical advantages, and the simplest way is to destroy them.

For swordsmen, they are better at penetrating the enemy's vital points.

With a strong and domineering style, he kills and seals evil creatures and monsters.

The monks and swordsmen trained by the Gulf Territory immediately took out scrolls one by one.

Grease + Fireball!

A simple combination of spells immediately set the ground on fire.

The fire spread, burning the corpses piled up around them, and a billowing stench mixed with thick smoke rose into the sky.

These thick smoke are actually just marking the targeted delivery.

The dragon knights who had been waiting for a long time aimed at the surging flames and dropped boxes after boxes of special fire oil.

As soon as the fierce fire oil hit the ground, it exploded with a bang, covering all the surrounding corpses.

The pale golden flame greedily devoured the troll's corpse.

They spread hungrily, and as soon as they touched those corpses, they would immediately penetrate deep into them and burn out big holes.

This batch of fierce fire oil contains a special purification agent specifically designed to target the evil spirits and powers that contaminate corpses.

Compared with other types of magic props and equipment, which are expensive to build and require a large amount of rare metals, and the success rate still requires constant improvement.

Consumables such as scrolls and potions are more efficient in dealing with large numbers of frequent battles.

After all, the cost varies by tens or hundreds of times, and the effect in a battle also varies by dozens of times.

A simple calculation is enough to make this kind of material have a strong vitality in the Gulf Territory.

As more and more bodies were burned on the ground, the strange energy and fluctuations became weaker and weaker.

The patient monks and swordsmen destroyed most of the corpses before attacking the elite trolls.

These elite trolls are tall and tall, wear shawls and armor, and exude bloody fighting spirit. They obviously have a very high professional level.

However, their eyes flashed with red light, but there was no charm at all. Their vitality exploded completely, and they charged madly in a posture of dying together, giving people the impression of a group of flesh and blood puppets.

Faced with such an enemy, the monks and swordsmen took the initiative to face them.

Many combat skills require fighting with real swords and guns in order to master the essence and find a fighting style that suits you.

The elite trolls are pretty good.

Most of them are high-level troll warriors.

Some are even super-level troll warriors.

But they have lost their minds and are fighting completely on instinct. Their fighting routines and movements are very rigid.

After a few simple tests, the monk and the swordsman's dodge can make most of their attacks fall into the air.

Occasionally, the troll warriors have some special fighting skills, which can catch the monks and swordsmen off guard.

But the thunder magic armor with strong enough defense ensured that they would only be injured at most and would not be killed in a hurry.

Trolls have excellent recovery abilities, and so do dragon warriors.

The longer the battle drags on.

The monks and swordsmen who were quite familiar with these routines quickly found the corresponding flaws.

The monk restrained and attracted him, and the swordsman made a decisive move.

The chain-toothed giant sword has the cutting and destructive ability. As long as it is slashed, it can bite off a large piece of flesh and blood.

The high-level troll couldn't bear it twice, and soon screamed and fell to the ground, and his head was cut off by the swordsmen.

The attack against the troll war generals quickly changed from three or four to contain them, to seven or eight to besiege them.

The wounds that appeared continuously far exceeded the recovery speed of the troll warrior.

The troll warrior, who had no coordination or fighting tactics, quickly fell in the bloody and bloody battle.

They never recovered from the distortion of their thinking until they died.

Maybe in their "seems".

It’s not them that’s crazy, it’s the whole world!

"This is the importance of will. Resisting illusions, breaking illusions, and getting rid of control are all inseparable from its role."

The old swordsman told other swordsmen to make them clear about the importance of the Gulf Territory formulating a list of various attributes.

Noticing the disapproval of several swordsmen, the old swordsman's expression was very serious, and he said directly in a firm tone and tone:

"For true geniuses, this approach will only give them a little help and help them soar to the sky."

"But for more than 99% of ordinary students, it can keep them firm in their faith."

"Just like us, our strength has improved to our level. If we are still unable to notice the improvement in strength, will we lose the confidence to go further?"

After hearing the old swordsman's words, the other swordsmen thought carefully and couldn't help but ponder.

The issue of strength exists objectively for every swordsman.

Now that the problems of life and survival have been solved, it’s time to go one step further.

This was Matthew's plan for them.

Pushing them away is definitely not a good idea.

It's up to them to move forward, and the Bay Area can move forward with them.

"Roar……!"

Sharp and shrill roars spread to all directions one after another.

Three twisted and ferocious figures stood up from the altar not far away.

Seeing that all means could not stop their advance, the masterminds behind the constant death of these trolls finally appeared.

Pointed horns, sheep's hooves, and a tall body.

demon!

3 strong berserk demons!

Unlike the lemures that the Gulf Territory killed in the abyss cracks, the Berserker Demons didn't look like a species at all compared to them.

In fact, this is also true. As a demon grows and evolves, most of its body shape will change.

These three mad fighting demons are nearly 3 meters tall, almost the same as the dragon warriors wearing thunder magic armor.

The muscles of the Mad War Demon are as strong as a thick layer of armor.

Waves of roaring roars were coming from his mouth.

The eyes were radiating a frightening red light.

They wore solid and thick armor, with blood-colored lines flashing on the armor, just like the twisted light around them.

Noticing the arrival of the monks and swordsmen, the three burly war-mad demons let out a deafening roar and launched an attack without hesitation.

The old swordsman raised his eyebrows when he saw them, with a little thought in his eyes.

He naturally knows these demons, some of the remnants in the seals, the summons of strange cults, and the culprits of disasters.

Demons are everywhere.

Both dangerous and troublesome!

However, although the mad war demon is fierce.

But they are at best more powerful mid-level demons, with the strength of high-level professionals and a challenge level of 15+elite.

Their size and equipment make it very easy to deal with ordinary soldiers and professionals.

But against the monks and swordsmen wearing thunder magic armor, they were somewhat powerless.

In just one encounter, the swordsman chopped off two of the three heads of the three-headed Mad War Demon.

The remaining end was flattened by the monk and turned into a complete sandbag.

After more than ten seconds, the monks moved aside, leaving the mad warrior lying limp on the ground.

As soon as the breeze moved, the old swordsman stepped on the chest of the mad war demon.

This ferocious monster kept breathing pungent white air, and the twisted redness in its eyes gradually faded away.

The violent and ferocious pupils shrank suddenly after seeing the old swordsman. Just as he was about to speak, a chill came from his neck.

An invisible hand had already taken off its head.

The frightened Berserker Demon endured the severe pain of having his head chopped off, and he opened his mouth to roar.

"Ha, delicious soul."

A burst of cold and sharp laughter came, and the mad warrior who thought he would return to the bottomless abyss suddenly found that he could still "see" everything around him.

"How is this going?"

"Why am I here?"

"What kind of tricks does this human being have?"

Before the mad war demon could think clearly, he felt a wave of coldness surrounding him from all directions.

The sharp and stinging hands pinched it tightly and forcefully pulled it out of "its" head.

The whole process was filled with unprecedented pain, and the methods made the mad war demon shudder.

Before it lost sight, it vaguely saw a gray-blue shadow, grinning ferociously at it.

The old swordsman clenched his fists, feeling the violent and greedy power slowly subside, and directly poured a bottle of life essence.

As he felt the pressure subside, he looked at the headless corpse that had been frozen and put away by the monks. He turned to look at the crumbling altar, feeling that the heart palpitations disappeared without a trace. He shook his head and said:

"It's already gone and may have been done. We're too late."

The old swordsman's assertion was immediately transmitted back to the command center, and everyone who heard the news was dumbfounded.

They never expected that with everyone moving so fast, the other party would actually finish before them.

What makes them even more puzzled is.

They were completely unaware of what the other party wanted to do.

The commanders discussed it and did not choose to hide it. They first reported the matter to the Gulf Territory and then decisively targeted other suspicious areas.

Although it didn't solve the problem, it was indeed a bit embarrassing.

But you must not delay things because of this!

As for the subsequent actions, they are to deal with the current troubles and dangers.

No matter whether the other party lets these trolls die, or they use the help of the Gulf Territory to get rid of them all.

After destroying all the sacrificial altars, clearing out these trolls must be done.

On the contrary, after Matthew got the news, he immediately made a move in his heart and put down the Mystery Lock Core that he was studying.

Aini, who was studying lung modification technology, looked curiously at Yaya and Orianna who came out happily.

Aini, whose strength had been greatly improved, still couldn't tell whether this was the clone or the real body of Yaya and Orianna, so she decided to study and train harder.

Yaya, who had already received the news, looked at Matthew who had finished processing the beginning and the end, and asked impatiently:

"The mechanical plane has been opened? Should we set off?"

Orianna's eyes also shone when she heard this.

From Yaya's simple description, Orianna knew that the Mechanical Plane is rich in various mechanical technologies.

This will be of great help to her to further strengthen and transform Yaya No. 1.

Matthew nodded, with a little anticipation in his eyes. As he walked towards the outside of the laboratory, he said without hesitation:

"If my guess is correct, someone has already opened the mechanical plane."

"What the two of us have to do is enter it with great fanfare."

Yaya, with gleaming eyes, nodded eagerly and shouted impatiently:

"Hahaha, I can finally act openly and honestly."

"With us two sisters taking action, we are absolutely invincible."

Although he gained a lot from the Catachan demiplane, Yaya didn't feel that he was satisfied.

This time in the mechanical plane, Matthew told her that there were many enemies for her to show off her skills.

Regarding these two belligerent little girls, Matthew smiled happily. He looked at the blue sky and promised with a smile:

"No problem, we don't have to hide anymore."

Matthew, who has laid a solid foundation, is ready to move towards the legendary Grand Arcanist in the next battle for the demiplane!

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