Heroes of Silver Moon

"Come again!" Eswald punched Simon upside down.

"Tsk, it hurts!" Simon rubbed his face, and stood up with gritted teeth.

During this period of time, he has been receiving special training here, and he has basically mastered how the legendary powerhouse fights, and of course it is only mastered.

Every time he fights against Eswald, even if the opponent only uses the strength of the first-level legend, but every time he can't last ten moves, he will be beaten away.

Although the core of the battle in the sanctuary is the confrontation of the power of law, combat skills are still important, which determines whose power of law will be the first to wear down to the red line that can be killed.

"Your combat skills are too rough. Leaving martial arts aside, why don't you use magic? I remember you should be a mage." Eswald asked coldly.

The battle of the legendary strong is three-dimensional, martial arts and magic complement each other, the sky, the ground, the sea, and even the underground can be their battlefields.

It's not like Simon, who only rushes over with fists and claws.

"Wait, wait, let me take it easy." Simon gasped and said, he was not suitable for fighting, and it would be the worst thing to do special combat training now.

Eswald didn't respond, just looked at him coldly.

Simon also had a thick skin. He sat on the ground and rested for a long time before getting up, patting the dust that didn't exist on his body, and asked, "Is there an easier way? I just need to hold the other party down."

Eswald's handsome face twitched, and he said calmly: "There is no easy way, but I have a desperate way, do you want to learn it?"

"Ah?" Simon pulled a long voice reluctantly, then nodded helplessly, at least he had an extra trick.

"Basically all legends know this method, that is to draw a large amount of magic power from the magic power sea, and then burn it in the sanctuary to temporarily increase the strength of their own law power."

Eswald personally demonstrated that after the sanctuary was unfolded, it took root in the void, like a water pump, slowly and continuously drawing magic power from the magic sea to burn.

Simon was punched flying again. This time, he could feel that the power of the law was consumed two or three times as much as before.

In other words, the quality of Eswald's law power has been significantly improved in the punch just now.

"Excellent, how long can this burning last?" Simon asked curiously.

"It's related to the core of the sanctuary. The higher the core of the sanctuary, the longer it will last. My peak legend can last for about ten hours, and a new legend like you can last up to an hour!" Ai Svade replied with a solemn expression.

Although it can greatly improve combat, this method places too much burden on the core of the sanctuary. Once the core of the sanctuary collapses, the legendary powerhouse will die immediately, and there is no chance to become a holy spirit.

"Okay, I'll give it a try too." Simon held his breath and concentrated, the sanctuary that exudes a pure white halo unfolded, and slowly planted its roots in the sea of ​​magic power.

"I suck!" Simon conveyed the order to extract the magic power to Sanctuary through his thoughts... Then, the situation got out of control in an instant!

The area of ​​the magical sea seemed to trigger a riot, and countless magical powers rushed towards Simon's sanctuary like crazy.

In just an instant, the sanctuary was filled with magic power, and even Simon felt a sense of fullness.

"Quickly burn the magic power in the sanctuary!" Eswald's expression changed drastically. He didn't know what went wrong, but Simon's situation was obviously wrong.

"I know!" Simon blushed, and performed exceptionally under the crisis. Not only did he stop absorbing magic power, but the sanctuary was also burning like a furnace.

As the magic power gradually turned into fuel, the solid power of law began to surround him, and it didn't take long for the magic power to be burned up.

Eswald walked up to Simon and asked in surprise, "What's going on with you?"

The sanctuary is the foundation of the legendary powerhouse. Once it is breached, Simon himself will be seriously injured and it will take a lot of time to repair it.

And the recent period is exactly when the Moonlight Goddess needs him.

"It's okay, I probably already guessed what's going on." Simon replied with a strange expression.

His whole body, except for his identity as a time traveler, that is, that unreliable cheat, Mad, every time he hit him with such a hand at the most unexpected time.

To be honest, Simon originally thought that becoming the core of his own sanctuary was the only remaining value of the purple light group, but he didn't expect to be able to continue to squeeze it.

Alas, it's pitiful to think about myself as a time traveler, and I have to do everything possible to dig out value from this almost useless golden finger.

"I'll try again." With the previous experience, Simon became more cautious in absorbing the magic power this time, but even so, it was comparable to other people's all-out efforts.

And the most important thing is that he has been able to burn magic power for a long time, and a whole day has passed, and Simon has not felt the sense of collapse that Eswald mentioned.

Under Eswald's sluggish gaze, the corners of Simon's mouth gradually turned up, and he knew how to fight next.

I'm going to double the damage next, are you afraid, antique old elf.

boom! The two sides fought again, Simon was sent flying out again, Eswald shook his head helplessly.

Although Simon's ability to burn magic power infinitely was beyond his imagination, but if he couldn't hit anyone, what's the point of doing so much damage?

In the following training, Simon completely changed his fighting style, instead of focusing on cultivating fighting skills, he chose the street rogue style of play.

The two sides fought close to each other, with such a close distance, magic and martial arts completely lost their meaning, you punched me, I kicked you, exchange injury for injury, life for life.

I have to say that this kind of rogue style of play really disgusted Eswald. In his concept of elves, even fighting should be full of beauty.

But as soon as Simon came up, he rolled on the ground with you in his arms. How the **** do you fight?

However, there are so many holy spirits under the Goddess of Moonlight, but Eswald is the only one who awakened, so there is a reason for her.

Facing Simon's rogue style of play, Eswald quickly responded by using the sacred wings and space teleportation to continuously carry out long-range magic bombing.

This is not just a competition with each other, as an instructor, he is also perfecting Simon's tactics.

Being kited repeatedly, Simon improved his long-range spellcasting ability on the one hand, and on the other hand used fine gold and mithril to create a holy weapon for himself.

A chain, Simon is very shameful, stole the name of a certain shiny weapon, and called it the Sky Lock, which is specially responsible for locking the enemy and fighting with him.

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In the never-ending battle, the skills and style of play were constantly improved. After an unknown period of time, Simon suddenly felt a little lonely.

The goddess of moonlight always sat quietly on the god's seat, hardly moving. Only Eswald could talk to him in this empty kingdom of God.

During the break, Simon lay on the edge of the Kingdom of God, looking down boredly... Unfortunately, he is not a god, and his eyes cannot penetrate the dense fog to directly see his relatives and friends in the mortal world.

"Standing here and looking at it, how does it feel?" At some point, Eswald had already come to the side, looking down with blurred eyes.

During this period of time, he also learned about everything that happened after he fell asleep through some channel, so he often felt a sense of time dislocation.

Being talked to, Simon suddenly came back to his senses, and changed the subject casually: "I heard in the mortal world that believers of all gods can ascend to the kingdom of God to enjoy their souls after death. What about them?"

As if hearing something funny, Eswald sneered: "Maintaining the operation of the Kingdom of God is not an easy task. In order to reduce consumption, even us legendary holy spirits can only fall into endless sleep, not to mention Those mortals."

Simon raised his eyebrows in surprise: "All, is this just a trick of the church?"

"No, pleasure is true, and it is true that the soul ascends to the kingdom of God, but it is not what you think." Eswald said meaningfully.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Simon became interested.

"The priests of the Mortal Church know a magical spell called dream death, which allows the recipient to die happily in a dream. If you want to enjoy this spell, the price is 30 silver coins."

"And believers of every **** can enjoy this treatment for free at the last moment of their lives~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and then the gods will take away their souls."

Eswald laughed sarcastically. The so-called pleasure after death is just a dream before death.

"What if it is an unbelievers?" Simon raised his eyebrows again, not surprised by this.

Have fun after death? How is it possible that people die every day, and over time, even the gods cannot have enough resources for the enjoyment of these souls.

"The souls of unbelievers will not be collected by gods. After staying in place unconsciously for a while, they will dissipate without a trace, and they will not enjoy the final peace unless they pay the priests to perform spells. Of course, the possibility of becoming an evil spirit is not ruled out." Eswald shrugged.

"What did the gods do with those souls?" Simon wondered. After all, mortals are weak, especially souls.

For these powerful gods, the souls of ordinary mortals should be meaningless.

"No, have you seen that furnace? That is the final destination of believers' souls." Eswald smiled helplessly. The world is so realistic, and it has always been an exchange of equal value.

In the end, the souls of all believers will become the nourishment for the gods to run the kingdom of God.

"Wow, thirty silver coins for a useless soul sounds like a good value." The corner of Simon's mouth twitched visibly.

What can he blame for the deal you want, even if the gods don't use these souls as fuel, they will just die unconsciously, at most it is just false propaganda by the church.

It's just that this world is really cruel...

At this moment, the Goddess of Moonlight suddenly opened her eyes on the high throne: "Here we come! The army of orcs from the Red Scorpion Khanate is here!"