Ride and Cut

"Both John II and Bishop Paul showed it to Dracula." Richard spread his hands and shrugged. "As a high-ranking clergyman, no one in the entire continent has a better understanding of the undead than them."

"Wait a minute, Dracula is half-dead now, how dare you take him to see the Pope?" Annie suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if hearing something incredible.

"Girl, you don't really think the Church of the Holy Light is pure and flawless, do you? Stuart makes blood knights every year, and the church sees it, so why did it intervene?" Buckland, an old angry youth, was very disdainful of this. "Even though Richard doesn't have that much face, it's not a problem to protect a Dracula."

"That's the reason." The lord nodded immodestly, "But in the end they both said that there was nothing they could do, and they probably wouldn't be able to go back in this life. I'm just letting my personal feelings go in."

After becoming a blood knight, Dracula is not a little better than before, which is undoubtedly a good thing for the interests of the entire Alpine Castle.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Li Cha, the lord of the Alpine Fort, who is extremely tyrannical, has a warm feeling for his own people, and treats them more like little brothers in his heart, rather than pure tool people.

I still hope that they can all have a normal life, instead of turning into a human being, a dead soul and a dead soul for the sake of power.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Since it is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed, there is no need to say any more frustrating words.

"If you can't go back, you can't go back. To be honest, his blood power is very powerful, at least much more powerful than those two knives." Li Cha waved at a handsome blond man who was sad in the corner.

"Just this teacup." He pointed to the gilded porcelain on the table.

Since Takayama Fortress has gradually expanded, daily necessities have become more and more exquisite, as evidenced by this cup full of nouveau riche atmosphere.

"Of order." Dracula stroked his chest deeply.

The arms hung down naturally, and a little bright red flowed from the ends of the white fingers. This blood turned into an extremely thin red line, slowly moving and undulating in mid-air.

"Blood cutting!" In the calm room, it seemed that a wind suddenly rose.

One end of the blood line was attached to Dracula's finger and remained motionless, but the other end was ejected suddenly, like a hunting king cobra, split into two in an instant, crossing the teacup in a cross shape.

The porcelain worth at least two gold coins immediately shattered into four petals, and the remaining tea dripped onto the table.

"Look." Li Cha casually picked up a piece of broken porcelain and showed it to everyone.

The fracture is very smooth, and almost no stubble can be seen. We must know that with the hard and brittle characteristics of ceramics, we want to achieve this. But it is by no means as easy as it seems.

"What a sharp cut!" Buckland knew how powerful it was, and couldn't help but be speechless.

"I think it's more promising than fighting qi." The lord put down the tile and continued to talk, "You may not believe it, but the Church of the Holy Light's information database does have information, and I also figured out the origin of fighting qi."

"Oh?" The people in Gaoshanbao have always been very interested in anecdotes and strange things, and they all focused on it.

"Actually, in the age of Titans and Elves, there was no such thing as fighting spirit at all. Magic was the only and absolute mainstream." Li Cha chuckled, "But at the beginning, human beings' magic background was really poor. Not to mention Titans, even the elves are far apart from each other."

"That's right, the existing magic system was slowly rediscovered based on a little bit of inheritance." Sister Melissa interjected.

The elves are a race that attaches great importance to history, even if it is difficult for them to survive like the grassland elves, they are no exception.

"At that time, many people were half-baked at learning magic. Not reconciled to the bleak future, they turned around and practiced martial arts. Human beings have flexible minds, and gradually began to try to combine martial arts with simple magic. They were originally called magic swordsmen."

"Because it's relatively easy to learn and easy to learn, and quick to develop combat effectiveness, this method quickly became popular. And it was renamed Dou Qi, and gradually developed some unique things."

"So you understand, the so-called grudge is essentially a degraded substitute for magic." The lord shook his head, "No wonder magicians like to look at swordsmen with their nostrils. It's a bit of a reason."

This statement was quite fresh, and everyone digested it silently in their stomachs, and no one said a word for a long time.

"This judgment is too hasty." Buckland said hesitantly, "Since they have become independent, they will have their own independent development trajectories. How can they be confused again."

"That's right." Sister Melissa nodded immediately, "For example, if I say that human beings are essentially a vassal race under the rule of the Titans, wouldn't it be unfair to the development of the past ten thousand years?"

"The key is that fighting spirit is born purely for destruction, and the theory has not been perfected until today." Li Cha threw out the real news: "So Juggernaut is a rank that only exists in theory, and no one has really reached it since ancient times!"

Pairs of gradually widening eyes silently commented on the shock of the news. In fact, the lord was equally shocked when he first found out.

For the vast majority of people, no matter whether it is a sword master or a magister, they are as untouchable as the morning star when the sky is twilight. It's hard to realize that there's actually a difference between being far and further away from each other.

But when you think about it carefully, it is inevitable that there will be a feeling of "unexpected and reasonable".

With a little intention, it is not difficult to find out that several big countries have magisters in charge. This is a real clue. But no one has heard that there is a Juggernaut—after all, it doesn't exist at all.

"Why does it feel like few people know about this?" Aunt Melissa seemed really puzzled.

"After all, there are a lot of people who are cultivating battle qi now. If you spread such unfavorable news indiscriminately, can they cut you with a sword?"

"Li Cha has gone out for a while, why does it feel like he has become a know-it-all." Annie didn't care about fighting spirit or sword master at all, and cared more about the people and things around her.

"Just because you know it's useful, there's nothing you can do about it." He sighed deeply.

"It's better to be able to understand than not to be able to understand." Buckland patted his belly, "There is still a space ring, take it out quickly to open your eyes."

"Here." Li Cha took out a jewelry box from his pocket and opened it. On the velvet cushion was a silver ring.

In order to accommodate a sufficiently complex alchemy circle, it is wider than ordinary rings, and the main body is the raised head of a unicorn.

The long horn is completely different from the mithril base, it is a whole cone-shaped white gemstone, emitting colorful rays of light under the light.

The famous Sibeth space secret crystal is an indispensable material for making space equipment. Don't look at such a small piece, but it is literally priceless!