Mysterious journey

Click!

Countless cracks spread on the statue.

boom! !

Countless golden lights penetrated the black mud and a large number of monsters, and a golden figure rose into the sky from the black tide.

Countless divine texts surrounded him like ribbons, floating beside him. A large number of flower reliefs, mountains, seas, gems, metals, and other things flashed around him at high speed, as if his whole body was surrounded by a large number of translucent screens. .

"Blasphemer!!"

A majestic roar.

laugh! ! ! Ouch! !

The golden flame enveloped the human figure like a sharp sword, piercing the Thousand-Armed Giant's head like lightning.

Agalie howled in pain.

The golden flames on the surface of the figure suddenly converged into a human face.

A white beam of light suddenly fell from the sky. In the countless golden sunlight, the white beam of light was extremely conspicuous, just covering the face of the golden flame.

Suddenly, the man's face turned sharply and looked at the airship floating in the air. It was very strange that this airship was so close and showed no signs of damage.

"Fila. Is this the power of the three main gods? It's really powerful." On the airship, the woman grinned and looked at the golden flaming face from a distance.

"Then let's end it this time."

Uh-huh.

She disappeared instantly, as if she had never appeared.

With a bang, the airship exploded and disintegrated, burning into white ashes and scattering in the blink of an eye.

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On the emerald green plain, huge gray-white rocks like Ganoderma lucidum stand everywhere.

These rocks are thin at the bottom and thick at the top. From a distance, they look like gray-white Ganoderma lucidum sprouting from the ground.

Gray drizzle covered the whole world.

On one of the giant Ganoderma lucidums, several young white dragons flew side by side on the rock surface, folding their wings and looking at the white dragon at the forefront of the team.

"We have arrived at the Jumo Plain." The leader, the young Bailong, looked at the surrounding environment in the rain. Standing on a gray-white rock thousands of meters high, he could clearly see the scenery of the plain in the distance.

"Garen, this is our first time on a mission. If a fight breaks out, you have to be careful." The young dragon leader turned his head and looked at a white dragon in the team whose scales were obviously much smoother.

This white dragon seems to be about the same size as the young dragons, but its horns are only a little short. It is obviously still a young dragon, but it has already followed the young dragons out to perform tasks. There is only one such powerful young dragon in the entire Dilada White Dragon Clan, and that is Garen.

Garen nodded calmly.

"Don't worry, Jiamu, I'm here to practice, not to cause trouble."

It has been more than five years since we last heard from the mother river.

For the dragon clan, time is just five years, which is equivalent to one human year, and it flies by in the blink of an eye.

But for Gallon, he has changed a lot in the past five years.

In five years, because his current growth has obviously become too abnormal, the young dragon is actually immune to seventh-level spells. Such a terrifying physique makes him much stronger than the black dragons of the same age. Therefore, in order not to attract the attention of the gods too much, he chose to temporarily store potential points, and in five years he only relied on his own physical development to grow. At the same time, occasionally spend some potential points on dragon power and arcane magic.

Of the three hundred potential points, 100 were spent on dragon power and arcane magic, until the dragon power and arcane magic were completely increased to the point where they could no longer be improved.

After Longwei found an extremely hot place in Gallon, he quickly raised it to level seven, and he could no longer raise it. The increase from level six to level seven far exceeded the total number of potential points spent previously, which made Gallon greatly. Feeling distressed. It seems that the eighth level requires more potential points. The realization of Galleons of this kind of power has not encountered any bottleneck, and it may also require other special conditions.

Because Garen didn't have a dragon to guide him, he didn't dare to ask what special conditions were needed to reach the eighth level, otherwise he would be too shocked.

Physical fitness can be said to be gifted, but things like dragon power and arcane magic cannot be explained in this way. The sixth level of dragon power can only be achieved by sensing the aura of the battlefield. Garen has not entered the battlefield even once. After a while, I realized, doesn’t this clearly tell other creatures that he is a soul from another world?

As for An, he tried to ask once, but An didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, saying that he would reach it when he could.

So Garen suppressed it. The remaining points, leaving two hundred points, were all thrown into the arcana. In other words, it was lost on intelligence and arcane magic.

Arcane magic has very high requirements for intelligence. The improvement of arcane magic itself can be achieved through years of mental training and meditation, and the effect of improving intelligence. At the same time, the improvement of intelligence will also have a significant impact on the most critical part of arcane magic. Influence, the biggest one is the spell slot.

After the Gallon Arcane method was upgraded to level five, the remaining one hundred points of potential were spent. From An, he successively borrowed several sets of standard magic network version information on necromancy spells.

Being promoted to level five arcane spells only means that he can release all the spells he has learned at level five through hand gestures, incantations and materials.

The prerequisite is that he must know it, which means he must have practiced it.

But above level five, some key promotions require special environments and research.

After Garen became familiar with the spell information, he had no interest in studying it in depth. He was only interested in the exploration of the soul by the necromance masters. As for those spells?

Summoned skeleton zombies or vampires? I don’t know how many dragon breaths can be destroyed. As for those negative status spells, he is directly immune to level seven spells. Only level eight spells can cause slight damage to him, so these spells have little effect on him.

Unless he reaches level eight, he has the opportunity to learn the most critical spell of the necromancy system, the Finger of Death. Although this instant death spell has a very small chance of success for himself, it also depends on the level of the powerful person who releases it.

So he just learned a few spells for emergencies. All the rest of the energy is invested in the construction of his own strength system.

Although he doesn't care about the weakness of low-level necromancy, Garen attaches great importance to his research on the soul and body.

It was also of great help to his own soul ring use and practice.

At least he had found a way to absorb the pain knight's core into his own soul ring.

He has been working on this during this time, and the remaining two hundred potential points are temporarily useless.

Both Arcane and Longwei have reached a bottleneck, and his physical fitness cannot be too strong, so he chose to go out on missions to learn more about various specific situations in this world. I originally planned to go out through the summoning mission, but it turned out that the mage over there didn't know what he was doing. He had not been summoned since that summoning, and it seemed that he had been forgotten. If he hadn't occasionally communicated with him through long-distance consciousness communication, Garen would have thought that this guy had died in the battle.

After some application, Gallon got a patrol mission.

Under the leadership of the young dragon captain Jiamu, he patrolled the southern plain border of the Dilada Empire to guard against developments in the central empire.

The light rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

Jiamu looked around.

"There is a patrol supply point nearby. Let's go there to rest for the time being and replenish some food before leaving."

"Captain, this is already very close to the border city of the Central Empire. We will probably encounter many church priests. How should we deal with them?" a white dragon asked in a low voice.

The White Dragon tribe is the target of everyone's fight in all races except the Dilada Empire. On the one hand, this is related to the poor reputation of Bailong Mountain. On the other hand, it is also due to the selfishness of the White Dragons. There are often rumors of them betraying other companions in the battle, and they often attack human caravans to collect treasures.

Coupled with the extremely strong fertility, compared to other dragon clans, the white dragon's fertility is strong, but correspondingly, once a race like the dragon clan consumes a lot of money and does not have a self-sufficient food source, it can only feed every once in a while. It was relocated once in a while, and all that was left was a completely destroyed natural environment and ecological chain. So it is not surprising that it is called the representative of the evil dragon.

"The gods of Mother Nature and the Lord of Light and Fire have issued expulsion orders against us, but now our identities are different. We are patrol warriors of the Dilada Empire. With this identity, we should not do anything at will."

Jiamu whispered.

"Kill them if you dare to provoke them!" A white dragon said nonchalantly.

"It's just a group of ants. As long as we don't encounter Silver Pattern Knights or above, with our team, what do we need to be afraid of?" The white dragons obviously didn't care.

Garen stood among them, resting slowly and adjusting his breath. He was now at level 7 dragon power and level 7 physical quality. He was already considered a standard level 7 apex creature. Even if he encountered the Silver Pattern Knight, he would not be intimidated.

Slowly closing his eyes, he began to slowly guide the soul power from the core of the Pain Knight.

The core has absorbed most of it, and there is still a third left to completely absorb it. But even if it was just like this, Garen could clearly see that his soul ring had completely perfected the fourth soul seed and was beginning to condense the fifth one.

The level of soul rings is based on five, and every five soul rings are promoted.

Garen estimated that after absorbing the painful core, he would be able to enter the second color stage.

The demon king's promotion is divided into seven color stages. Entering the second color means that his level is truly advancing towards the upper level demon king.

When he breaks through the peak of the seven-color stage, it is the time to achieve true spirit.

And it seems that judging from the progress of this world, Garen feels that he is very likely to break through to the true spirit. The resources of this world are too rich.

After resting for a while, a group of white dragons flew towards the supply point Jiamu mentioned.

While flying, Garen sorted out the corresponding level divisions for himself.

Not long after, two groups of people fighting and fighting suddenly appeared far ahead.

One group of them were dressed in messy colors, and it was unknown what force they belonged to. The other side was wearing uniform white robes with delicate red flame symbols embroidered on them. Some of them also wore silver helmets and shoulder armor with complex divine symbols engraved on them. arts. It was the priests and Templar Warriors of the Church of Light and Fire who were encircling and suppressing someone.

"You are really lucky," Jiamu said helplessly, "I just said that I might meet a priest, and now I have met him immediately."

The five white dragons stopped and flew slowly in the sky, watching the battlefield over there from a distance.

"Let me eat them!" A young dragon said nonchalantly. "It's just a bunch of second- and third-level ants."

"It's easy to eat them, but it will cause a lot of trouble later." Jiamu shook his head. "Let's just fly over and leave them alone."

"I'm very hungry now." The young dragon was a little dissatisfied.

"Gordo, now is not the time to be willful." Jiamu warned. His expression became stern, and the dissatisfaction in the eyes of the young man named Gordo immediately faded away.

He looked at the other white dragons around him and found that another white dragon on the side was staring at the shiny things on the group of people with wide eyes.

"Dragon God, am I right? That's a soul gem! It's actually a soul gem?" The white dragon was still muttering in a low voice. As if he realized that he was being stared at by Gordo, he quickly lowered his head, but his expression became more and more greedy.

The two dragons exchanged glances with each other. They all saw similar intentions in each other's eyes.

In such a wild area, as long as you move quickly enough, even if you kill these priests and steal their things, it is impossible for them to communicate with the church in time at their level. They can destroy the corpses and destroy the traces without anyone noticing.

Unless a being of level nine or above uses a time-traveling spell, who would use this level-9 spell for a few second- and third-level priests that requires a large price of materials to release?

Garen watched from the side.