Soul of Burning Steel

Chapter 330 Level of Violence

After talking to Joshua and Di Moore, Nostradamus quickly walked into the hall. After he entered, the old mage waved his hand, and the door of the hall slammed shut in a burst of blue light. The guards wanted to step forward to stop them, but when they saw who was doing this, they all scratched their heads and retreated in embarrassment.

"This move, it seems that our chief mage has discovered some big news."

An old man with gray hair, wearing a formal suit, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, leaning on a silver carved cane, calmly said to a young man who was supporting him: "Tomorrow there must be another meeting to discuss, you can discuss it in advance. Prepare."

"Yes, Your Honor!"

Similar conversations continued to appear among the crowd in the corridor. Nostradamus' hurried steps and slightly rude behavior seemed to be a signal, which made everyone feel an unusual atmosphere, not just the An old man with glasses who is a judge of the royal court, and diplomatic envoys from other countries also noticed that something was wrong. They communicated with their companions and analyzed.

But after all, the meeting is over, and some people seem to have other plans, so they ignore the accident and leave according to the original plan, while some people don't go far because there is no urgent matter later, most of them are ministers of the empire Those who are familiar with the old mage are going to wait for Nostradamus to appear again in the reception hall on the other side, so as to ask about the situation later and get first-hand information.

Thanks to the actions of the old mage, everyone's attention was not on Joshua. Except for Robzek, no one deliberately paid attention to the group of soldiers standing quietly aside. Of course, there were exceptions. The middle-aged nobleman in fine clothes, and the few followers beside him clearly knew Dimore and Joshua. The nobleman frowned, as if he couldn't understand why the two appeared at the same time.

(Di Moore and Earl Radcliffe together? Has this guy completely entered the core of the royal family?)

The middle-aged man thought so, but he wisely didn't say much, but left silently. When he left, he also told his followers not to talk too much.

"Candia, Chancellor of the Exchequer, a friend of my mother's, a wise man."

The second prince watched the middle-aged man's leaving back, and said with a little regret in his tone, "Unfortunately, he has no talent, he is just an ordinary person, but it is precisely because he is an ordinary person that he can sit on the position of Minister of Finance."

"Except for this Chancellor of the Exchequer, no one else seems to know you."

Standing at the corner of the corridor, Joshua looked around and asked casually, "As the second prince, why are you so unknown?"

The effect of the mist pocket watch is still good. Most of the people here don’t pay attention to him, which makes the soldiers very satisfied. Artanis did give him a good thing. Joshua thinks that next time It is necessary to thank you in return.

On the side, Di Moore also spoke back: "It's normal that they don't know me, I rarely live in the imperial capital."

"I was sent by my father to the mountains in the western region to train with a reclusive sword master since I was a child. After coming of age, I have been fighting back and forth between the southern fortress and the orc battlefield in the northwest plain."

It seems that because of being defeated by Joshua, the second prince's attitude softened a lot, and his tone was not as arrogant as before. He whispered: "Father means that after the orcs are extinct and the empire is completely stabilized, then go to Considering the matter of the successor, during this period, I don't need to show up, I just need to do my best to increase my strength, and learn some knowledge of politics, management and human relations along the way."

——Let the less talented children show up outside to attract the attention of hidden enemies, while let the descendants with real potential sharpen their minions secretly?

Simple idea, but also very useful. Joshua naturally knew why Israel made such a decision.

Although the empire is large, it also has many enemies. There have been many assassinations against the royal family. Thousands of guards patrolled back and forth in the Morlaix Palace, just to guard against those possible sneak assassins, but even so, it is not safe. Whether it's a curse or other methods, in this world of extraordinary powers, there are always ways to kill a royal descendant who hasn't grown up yet.

There are only two ways to deal with it. One is to wait for these future successors to become stronger, and they can deal with various assassinations by themselves. The other is to conceal their identities and send them to the outside world. Although this is dangerous, it is actually cheaper The seemingly impregnable palace is safer.

Israel's method of cultivating Dimore is obviously a mixture of the two methods, and the effect is indeed good. Later generations have proved this point. Dimore is undoubtedly a qualified emperor, and his strength is not inferior to his father.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and only the guards and some scattered people remained in the corridor. Joshua didn't find this kind of waiting boring. After confirming that the people around him were indeed almost gone, he closed his eyes and began to have a rhythmic conversation. breathe.

Seeing this, Yingying and Rin at the side stepped forward and stood in front of the warrior to guard them. They acted very skillfully, and seemed to do this often. And Di Moore was a little surprised when he saw that this round was thick. He didn't expect that the other party would actually start his own breathing exercise in this place.

(He is exercising all the time, no wonder he is so strong, so young, and has reached the ultimate goal.)

Di Moore was originally so emotional, but while observing Joshua's breathing and the rhythm of the surrounding energy ups and downs, he couldn't help frowning, feeling a little strange.

The warrior doesn't care about other people's observations, he just absorbs the energy around him and slowly strengthens his physique.

The effect of Ultimate Strength is useless for direct combat. The meaning of its existence is [every exercise is rewarded], [every effort is rewarded].

Although it sounds trivial, in fact, exercise may not be rewarding, and hard work may be fruitless. When you get older, old injuries from your youth will appear, and exercise will even damage the body. At most, it is to maintain the same strength , let alone become stronger.

But Jiyi is the power obtained after exceeding the limit. Joshua's current physique has completely changed, just like steel that will not produce metal fatigue, it can be folded and forged indefinitely and continuously strengthened. As long as he exercises, his body will be stronger. Becoming stronger all the time, although the range is not large, will definitely pay off. In this case, the fighter will naturally not waste every bit of time.

As the breathing method continued, Joshua's breath became more and more gentle, but the wind around him was not like this. The free energy swirled into his body, soaked his muscles, and then flowed along the blood vessels. , come to the heart, and then spread to the whole body.

The blood, muscles, bones, and internal organs are all resonating slightly with the breath, pulsating, and fighting energy is like an electric current, constantly stimulating and strengthening every part of the body. During this process, although part of the energy spills out, it still Part of it merged into Joshua's body and became a part of his power.

The most bizarre thing is the soldier's bones. During the process of energy overflowing, strange lines of black and red faintly appeared on his bones. Xiuya seemed to produce a dim radiance from the inside out. This pattern spontaneously absorbs the surrounding energy, enriches itself, makes the bones and the surrounding visceral muscles stronger, and transforms the body little by little.

In the eyes of outsiders, everything is as usual, except that there are gusts of breeze out of thin air in the corridor, rushing towards Joshua's direction. The patrolling guards did not notice this slight change in the air, and other outsiders did not. It was just a slight feeling, thinking it was a small wind blowing from the other end of the corridor.

Only Di Moore noticed this, but he didn't know why, and his face was strange.

After Joshua finished this short practice, he lowered his head and began to meditate.

"This is not right..."

Di Moore said to himself in a deep voice, his tone was full of doubts, and in order not to attract the attention of others, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was just muttering: "It shouldn't be like this..."

"Why shouldn't it be?"

Moving his body, all the muscles were running, and there was a creaking sound like twisting steel bars. Joshua turned his head, looked at the second prince with interest, and asked, "Why don't you say it."

From Di Moore, who is still young today, the warrior can see a trace of the Jagged Emperor in the future. This contrast makes Joshua quite amusing, just like Di Moore will never speak in such a suspicious tone in the future. Words and deeds are full of confidence and certainty, even if it is wrong, it seems to be the truth.

"...you shouldn't have such power."

Hearing what the soldier said, the second prince seemed to have made up his mind, and simply expressed his thoughts: "It's very strange, very strange."

"Oh? Why did you say that? What's so strange?"

Hearing Di Moore's words, Joshua didn't take it seriously. He nodded slightly, telling the angry Hotaru and Rin not to speak, and signaled the other party to continue: "You don't seem like someone who starts complaining after losing."

"No, I have no complaints when I lose to you. I just feel something is wrong when I see your breathing."

Raising his head, Di Moore frowned slightly, and his gray-brown eyes revealed a suspicion: "Joshua Van Radcliffe, the first time I saw this name was when my father read about the guardian family. I knew it in the classics. At that time, you were already the focus of attention as the next generation of the guardian of the sealed land. I remember that this was probably last year. At that time, you were only a middle-level or high-level silver. , haven’t touched the golden barrier yet.”

Yingying and Rin looked at each other, and the silver-haired girl nodded slightly. She knew clearly that when she first met her master, the warrior was only a high-level silver-haired warrior.

"And I have jumped to such a level in just one year - Jiyi. It makes you feel strange."

Joshua didn't have any emotions about the other party's suspicion, he still said in a calm, even with a hint of a smile: "It is true that there is no one in this world who can advance faster than me, but this is not the reason. Have you been found out a long time ago? You should know it too."

"Inheritance of the sages—that's what my father and Master Nostradamus told me. I thought so too, and I was still feeling sad in my heart. You are just a lucky one who got the inheritance of the sages."

Di Moore's words were simple and direct. He seemed to know that people like fighters would not be angry because of such words, so he expressed his opinion frankly: "But after the discussion in the library before, I changed my mind. Opinion——You are not lucky, your strength comes from self-strengthening and self-cultivation, every bit of it is extremely solid, without any flaws, I can hardly even shake it, but because of this, I can be sure that you are absolutely There is no inheritance from the sages."

Hearing this, Joshua frowned, while the second prince's deduction continued.

"I met Brandon Chaos, another sage inheritor. His breathing and strength come from the double blades on his waist. There is a vague and invisible feeling between his breathing and movements. The breath of sacred order, this is the inheritance of the true sages."

When he said this, he still kept calm, his tone was flat, without any tremors, he just narrated his own opinions and discoveries: "And you, although you have the power of order, but that thing is just hanging on your body. I can see that it has not integrated with you at all—Joshua, even if you have the inheritance of sages, you have not obtained it."

"sharp."

Nodding slightly, Joshua was really a little surprised this time, he didn't expect that the second prince's observation could be so meticulous, and he actually saw a lot of things: "What else did you see? "

"I can see... your talent is not good. Your progress in breathing method training is not fast, it's just above the level of ordinary talent. No matter how hard you practice, if you don't take potions, logically speaking, you shouldn't Achieve gold before the age of thirty, even if you get the power inheritance of the guardian family, it is impossible to rise above the middle level of gold."

Speaking of this, Di Moore's doubts broke out completely. There was a great conflict between his deduction and reality, but he couldn't find the reason: "This is impossible, you don't have the sage inheritance of cultivation, and you don't have fighting spirit and aptitude." Improvement, these things can’t be changed by hard work and hard work, but why did you reach the ultimate state? The strength is also so solid? I even wondered if you made a deal with the devil just now, but then I thought, what? The devil can bestow such power? This is too weird!"

"Okay, Di Moore, don't get excited. You are right. The inheritance of the sages did not give me any breathing method, nor did it improve my aptitude. Even if it is the power of order, it is probably because I have the Azure Orb. on me."

Being questioned like this, Joshua was not annoyed, and even comforted the other party instead. After Di Moore calmed down, he said lightly: "But you are wrong about something, Second Prince, you are wrong about fighting spirit, and your The essence of my strength as a warrior."

"What essence?" Di Moore immediately asked in a low voice.

"Do you still remember what the root of vindictiveness is in the old common language?"

Joshua asked back, but he didn't wait for the other party's answer, but said to himself: "Potestasofpugna... the power of battle, life is derived from steel, and its characteristic is to plunder each other. The essence of life is this, power Same."

"You ask me why I have such a strong power? It's very simple, just like a person keeps eating and getting stronger. I just keep fighting and killing the enemy, so I become Got stronger."

Hearing this, Di Moore's expression began to change. He didn't believe it at first, but then he thought of something and became thoughtful.

"In ancient times, there was no battle qi, no breathing method, and everyone even exercised differently."

But Joshua didn't care about the other party's expression, he just said his words calmly, clearly and seriously, "At that time, the sages of the human race relied on hunting monsters and plundering their life force to make themselves stronger... Talent? Inheritance? That kind of thing is just a shortcut for the latecomers to keep up with the former. If you want to obtain the most authentic and unique power, you have to fight, plunder, and kill the enemy."

Speaking of this, Joshua's figure was instantly covered by shadows in Di Moore's eyes, and he turned his head subconsciously. The second prince didn't dare to look directly at him, but every word the soldier said was clearly conveyed into the audience. In his ears, the tone of these words was unmistakable, as if they were describing the truth of the world.

"There is no reason to become a strong person by practicing at home."

"but I……"

Di Moore seemed to be arguing. He also lived in the Northwest battlefield since he was a child and has experienced dozens of wars, but the soldier shook his head and interrupted: "Because of this, you are stronger than others, and you are not as strong as me." The reason is that you didn't kill as many as me."

"……is that so?"

The second prince's aura was completely overwhelmed by Joshua, so he shut his mouth immediately and stopped asking. He looked distressed, and seemed to be thinking about what Joshua said, and at the same time he murmured: "I haven't fought enough. ?”

The warrior no longer pays attention to the other party, he looks at the system on his retina, there is a list, which describes his attributes in detail, and the warrior skips the meaningless things, and looks at the top value.

【Joshua Van Radcliffe】

[Level: LV54 · Ultimate Intent (Power)]

LV, level, in the games of the previous life, is a value that measures a person's strength. Although it cannot indicate absolute combat effectiveness, it is also an important index.

But it also has a saying.

LevelofViolence, killing index.

"This is the Mycroft Continent."

Continent of Disputes.

Standing at the corner of the corridor, Joshua raised his head, looked at the ceiling, recalled the name of the game in his previous life, then raised his hand and made a fist.

"Either to kill, or to be killed in the world."

Only fighting is the truth.

In the rapidly clenched fist, there was the sound of the air being squeezed and exploded,

From a long time ago, he understood this truth. In this world of fire and steel, life and power can be plundered from each other. Bathing in dragon blood can gain the power of dragons, and killing demons can also gain fearsome powers. magic.

The human sages living in this world have long been aware of the essence of this world - fighting and the death of the enemy are the source of strength, there is no room for warmth here, and the players in the previous life have already understood that the so-called Killing monsters and upgrading is just a simple realization of the essence of this world.

Talent is unimportant, inheritance is unimportant, cowards at home can never become strong, only by going out of the house, leaving their hometown, exploring, exploring, and fighting powerful enemies around the world can sublimate their lives.

This is warrior.

As a warrior, all he needs to do is to wipe out all the enemies standing in front of him, no matter if the opponent is evil god, chaos, famine or plague, he will kick each opponent into the trash can of time one by one.

That's all.

Another big chapter of more than 5,000 words. I have revised this chapter for a long time, so I posted it a little late. There may be another chapter in the evening. Since it is too long every time, I can’t guarantee that it will be before 12 o’clock. Maybe it's morning again...

By the way, Ying’s name is often typed as Ying. If anyone of you finds other typos, please post them in the book review area, and I’ll correct them...