Realm of Power

In the Falcon Castle surrounded by mist in the early morning, the huge noisy shouts outside the castle made Du Yu, who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, startled. The huge crowd outside made Du Yu couldn't help but be surprised, "It can't be..." Is someone coming to attack the castle?"

The gray walls of the Falcon Castle, which had always been undefended, rarely showed the figures of a large number of guards walking back and forth wearing the red three-legged bird armor with the family emblem. The relatively quiet gate of the Falcon Castle had now become bustling. of ocean.

Du Yu, who was the party involved in the last magical event, was staring dumbfoundedly at the gate of the castle. Hundreds of territorial residents crowded with each other and shouted loudly. His face was filled with excitement.

There were a dozen guards blocking the gate of the castle with red faces, and they were struggling to build a simple fence with long wooden sticks in their hands.

It was still in tatters and was being pushed around by the huge crowd, like a small boat rocking back and forth in the waves of the sea.

"Everyone, please be quiet, everyone, please be quiet, the Divine Knight will come out to see you soon!" The old housekeeper tried his best to pull his long neck and shouted to the residents below who were asking for "pilgrimage\

,"The old housekeeper did not expect that the rumors he deliberately let the guards and servants spread would have such a big reaction.

The old butler has been trying his best to cover up the "Crown of Thorns" that appeared on his young master's head in the glory.

Except for himself, almost no one knew that his young master was making pottery. He took advantage of the vision that happened that day and the "extraordinary things" that were inexplicably fired to cover up the dangerous scene that day.

So I took advantage of the opportunity before everyone had recovered, and took the lead in attributing the strange celestial phenomena to the unearthing of the "artifact". I also ceremoniously placed the "artifact" in the most conspicuous position in the castle, making this matter Sit tight,

Even the black tornado was specially described as a ravaging dragon by the old housekeeper who was closest to the scene at the time.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, many residents saw Du Yu's figure appearing from the watchtower of the castle, and shouted excitedly to Du Yu, "The dragon-slaying knight is coming out, the dragon-slaying knight is coming out! We want to see him." Artifact! We want to see the artifact!"

"Butler, what's going on?" Du Yu imitated the scene on TV and smiled innocently, waving to the excited territorial residents below, while asking the old housekeeper beside him in a low voice.

Seeing Du Yu walking in from the side door of the castle tower with a puzzled look on his face, the old housekeeper quickly reported to Du Yu the rumors that had been circulating in the territory in recent days.

Only then did Du Yu know that the news that he had received the "Twelve Artifacts" as a reward from heaven a few days ago had been widely publicized by the servants and guards in the castle. Whether it was the 1,300 farmers training outside the castle or the nearby villages, they were completely Crazy.

Those huge black tornadoes became the black evil dragons that people said were ferocious and plundering everywhere. Seeing that the bold evil dragon dared to appear in his castle, the brave Dragon Slayer Lord personally took action.

He rode a strong and agile white war horse, holding an extremely sharp spear in his hand, crossing the muddy ground, leaping high on the palm of Mother Earth, just as the long mane of the war horse fluttered in front of the dragon's barrel-like eyes. At that time, riding on the dragon's frightened moment,

The extremely brave lord pierced the dragon's chest with the spear in his hand, which was burning with black smoke. The ferocious and cruel dragon never expected to meet such a brave knight in this place.

The red flame that broke through the dark sky that day also became evidence that the desperate evil dragon turned into a sky-high flame in an attempt to escape, but was burned to ashes in the radiance of the God.

The deeds of slaying the evil dragon and obtaining the artifact are different from the vague and traceless heroic deeds described by wandering poets. This was witnessed by everyone nearby.

At that time, there were at least a thousand people who saw this sacred scene at the scene. All of them dared to hold their heads high and proudly stood up to prove to all those who questioned this "sacred event"

The lord who slew the dragon was indeed bathed in the light of the gods,

The brave and fearless lord personally took out the heart of the evil dragon with his own hands.

The source of the black and evil dragon was cleansed of evil in the light of God, and transformed into twelve crystal-white artifacts.

Now the twelve artifacts are ceremoniously placed on the ornately carved round table in the castle hall dedicated to the god of war, Knubistha.

"It's just a few porcelain bottles that are making such a big noise! ​​Open the castle door and let them in!"

After listening to the old housekeeper's narration, Du Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. Although these legends about his dragon slaying were completely nonsense, he still felt very comfortable in his heart. The hot springs flowed through my body, and my whole body felt extremely comfortable. It was actually somewhat similar to what I felt when I was sitting cross-legged in front of the kiln and enlightened.

"Have people protect the twelve artifacts. Those things are very fragile." Du Yu thought about how a crowd of people would crowd around to look at the twelve pieces of porcelain placed on the round table. He couldn't help but worriedly whispered to the old butler next to him. He ordered.

At this moment, Du Yu suddenly felt a sharp gaze coming from the crowd at the city gate, like an unsheathed dagger, which sent chills down his back.

Although Du Yu had turned away at this time, his keen sense of aura still found the owner of his gaze from the crowded crowd below.

Using the sense of Qi to detect subtle changes is what Du Yu realized in front of the kiln: "What you see with your eyes does not mean you really see it. Only your own sense of Qi can sense the real subtleties."

The aura extending from Du Yu was like an invisible tentacle that could sense the slightest changes within a radius of fifty meters. At this time, the owner of the sharp eyes was carefully looking at him, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

This was a thin farmer wearing ragged cloth. He was not tall but unusually strong. He held a small diamond stone in his fingers. It was picked up from the roadside. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked around with a bit of shrewdness.

This unusual farmer followed the crowded crowd and slowly passed through the gate of the castle. As he walked into the gate of the castle hall, he saw the twelve porcelains placed on the round table. His fingers holding the stone became more and more tight, and his face was pale with tension.