Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1089 Puppet clone, vice president of the Witcher Association
The later stage of cultivation, the more difficult the road is, and the road to the sixth-order true god is almost full of tragedies.

"What are you feeling? Little man, you are still far from the realm where you need to consider this issue."

Hearing Ren's exclamation, the witch crossed her arms and taunted him.

Hmph, a young brat who has just stepped into the Legendary realm, and also shows a headache about how to advance to the sixth level, it's just ridiculous.

Ren was not annoyed when he heard the witch's taunt. He stroked her white thighs with his palm, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"This leg is not bad. When I become a true god, I will accept you as my maid."

"Cuckoo..."

The witch seemed to be amused by these words, she covered her mouth and smiled, and said tremblingly, "Becoming a true god? You are so young and energetic, it's not my sister who laughed at you, little guy, it's good that you can reach the level of Ogros in this life gone."

Ogros is the name of the star sword master.

The witch is just a clone, and her ability is not as good as the main body, so she can't see through Ren's disguise at all, and I can't imagine that he is already a generation of sword master.

Although the Sword Master of the Starry Sky was stronger than Renn at this time, he was not much stronger.

'This woman can't even beat Captain Gang, and she still laughs at me. '

Ren smiled secretly in his heart, glanced at Josephine's 34D plump breasts, and shook his head again and again: "Big breasts and no brains, the ancients are not deceived."

Witch: (╬▔dish▔)
Did this kid drift away after being promoted to the Sanctuary?

She didn't respect her at all, she couldn't help it, and wanted to summon the main body to beat someone.

Josephine grabbed his ear and mocked:

"Arrogance, don't talk about the sixth-level true god, if you can become a high-ranking saint, my sister will let you go up and serve as a slave."

This is not entirely out of anger, half-truth, half-truth, the high-ranking saint is the fifth rank, comparable to the average dark monarch.

With this kind of strength, let her commit herself, and she can barely accept it.

"That's what you said." Ren smiled all over his face, like a fox who stole a chicken, and said, "It's a deal."

If you really come to your door, don't want it for nothing. Once you become a fifth-level sword master, you don't need to worry too much about the people of the church.

The reason why the Sword Master of the Starry Sky died in the final analysis was that he was not strong enough.

If he is not at the peak of level 30, but at level five and level 31, there is no need to go to the Great Temple of Glory, and if he pays some price, the church will naturally release him.

The church is very powerful, but it won't offend an extreme sword master just because of a nightmare witch at the beginning of the fifth level, it's not worth it.

Just like the sword master of the sky in the Norcman Empire, he also found opportunities to beat Richard (former head of the Knights Templar, teacher of Gonzalez) many times, which made Captain Richard lose face Disappointed, he retreated early in desperation and gave up his position to his disciples.

But the Sword Master of the Sky still has nothing to do now, he spends his days in the palace trimming flowers and lawns, drinking tea and reading newspapers, living a very leisurely life.

The church was upset, and it only verbally condemned a few words, and even the Pope didn't say anything.

Because the sword master of the sky is the number one swordsman in the Saigon mainland, standing at the top of the sword.

"Humph."

Seeing that he was sure of her, the witch curled her lips and snorted disdainfully.

Arrogant, ignorant and fearless.

She believes that Ren is a top-level genius, with the potential and talent to become a king-level powerhouse, otherwise, how could she put down her figure to play with him, and allow him to take advantage of her?

But talent is talent, and strength is strength.

The Sword Master of the Starry Sky still has the potential to become the strongest, so he belched halfway.

In her opinion, it is thankful that Ren can reach the step of Starry Sky Sword Master.

Still wanting to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sword master of green and the sword master of the sky, it is purely a fart.

Ren returned to the topic and asked, "Is there a third way?"

"Have."

The witch nodded, then shook her head immediately, and said, "I heard that the natural school has been researching the third way for hundreds of years, but no one has tried it yet, and the information has not been made public."

Scholars will keep the methods that have not been tried highly confidential, and it is difficult for outsiders to know the inside story.

The School of Nature is somewhat similar to the Academy of Sciences, which gathers the continent's top mages, warlocks, alchemists, mechanics and other technicians.

Not disclosing information is not because scholars are stingy.

If something that has not been verified at all spreads out casually, it will only deceive people.

Not everyone is like Elder Sky, who feeds the dog with integrity, and who can fool one counts as one, and is notorious.

Of course, academics are generally more than happy to work with you if you are willing to act as a guinea pig.

But the way to become a god is no small matter. Most people just want to be guinea pigs, and they are not qualified at all.

Not as high as the fifth step, but still want to become a god?Wash and sleep, there is everything in the dream.

In addition, the Bloody Queen is not a guinea pig, there is an unlucky person before her who is a guinea pig...

Witches can't know these secrets. After all, she can't be regarded as the first echelon among the saints, and she may not even be in the second echelon.

As for the third way, she only knew that there was one, but she didn't know exactly how.

Ren was a little disappointed.

Snapped!
He patted the witch's buttocks, rolled his eyes and said:
"That's all? Come and go, there are not many useful ones!"

"Not enough?" The witch gave him a sharp look, and said a little annoyed, "Then what else do you want?"

She talked too much today.

Because he fancy the other party's potential, he has always been very polite, but this kid has too much appetite, and he can't get enough.

"It's not worth a blood core."

Ren looked displeased. Seeing that she meant to talk back, he raised his fist the size of a sandbag and said, "If you dare to say it's worth it, believe it or not, I'll smash your mountain to the ground with one punch?!"

Witch: "..."

(￢￢;)
"Okay, not worth it."

Josephina also knew that the news was not worth the price, but she was displeased with his rude attitude, so she said with a straight face, "Tell me, what do you want?"

She raised her finger and pointed at the things in the store.

In addition to the dazzling array of potions, there are also various materials and strange things. Maybe because she is a witch, the style of painting is a bit eerie and weird.

Dozens of vigorously growing moon spirit vines are crawling on the wall.

In the soil pots placed on both sides, there are Nether Grass with branches and leaves like rust, Nine Soul Leaves with weird human-head-like smoke, and Huangquan Flower with purple petals and full of beautiful death beauty...

Further inside, there are a bunch of glass containers, and the forbidden things inside are even more strange.

A creature with a human face and a beast body and snake scales; a tadpole-shaped monster with green fluorescent lights all over its body; something swimming like countless black hair strands; a deformed colorful fish with two heads...

These things also prove that witches are by no means good.

It's only because of Ren's strength and potential that she looks a little playful and cute. In short, it's not difficult to talk.

If ordinary people dare to provoke her, they may end up in dire straits.

"I want a blank doll, a high-end product, which must be able to withstand the power of the fourth-order peak." Ren said.

This is something prepared for going to the Hundred Blossoms Secret Realm. After all, he has already entered the fifth level, and the body cannot go to the secret realm.

"Advanced puppet clone? It's not cheap."

Josefina seemed to have expected this, she stretched out her hand and threw the onyx-like blood core in her hand, her cherry lips curled up in a seductive arc, "This alone is not enough."

Low-level dolls and puppets are nothing, they are not particularly expensive.

Low-level dolls are fake at first glance, and they can't bear much strength, so they are not very useful.

But high-end goods, that is the sky-high price.

After all, every high-level puppet avatar is almost equivalent to a second life, exploring, disguising, assassinating, and attracting firepower in the open... There are too many uses.

Josephina, the famous nightmare witch, one of the leaders of the Twilight Witches, also has only one puppet clone that can reach the level of the sanctuary.

Ren asked, "How much?"

The witch said indifferently: "5 gold coins are the same price."

Ren's eyes widened: "Why don't you grab it?!"

Although he knew that a blank doll that could withstand the power of the fourth-order peak must be very expensive, but the price was a bit beyond his psychological bottom line.

"expensive?"

The witch stood up from the rattan chair with a groan, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "This is only the cost of materials, not counting the cost of my crafting!"

Ren: "..."

Seeing that he was a little suspicious, the witch was so angry that she pointed at herself and said loudly:

"Do you know how many resources I have invested in refining this clone? 10,000+ gold coins! My mother almost ate dirt, flesh and blood cloning, activation, spiritual cultivation, body training, soul linking techniques... these technologies, still Do you have the materials you need, and don't want money?"

She almost sprayed Ren's bloody head.

Seeing that she was about to go crazy, Ren smiled sarcastically and didn't provoke her any more.

He actually knows some alchemy and forging techniques, and his level is not low. At the same time, he is proficient in various rune techniques. After all, he is the crown Faker and the crown magician in the Lunar World. He is not a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill. .

He can make puppets of the second and third ranks by himself, but he can't do anything for higher-level puppets.

This is different from the dark master slabs in the OP world, which are heavyweight constructs and golems, and it is difficult to move freely.

You can't let others help you carry five big stone slabs into the secret realm, right?

That's too fucked up.

"Sister Witch, give me a friendly price." Ren changed his previous bad attitude and smiled kindly.

After all, if you want something from others, you can't get angry.

"Do you know how to ask me?"

The witch raised her chin high, proudly like a white swan, "It's really cheap, at least 45000 gold coins, and two more blood cores like this, or a complete corpse of a blood prince, will be enough."

Ren: "..."

There are really so many good things, labor and management want to come to you?
Witches are not the only ones who can refine high-level puppets. Alchemists, dark wizards (usually males), and necromancers can all refine puppets or dolls. It's just that he doesn't know the top talents in this field, so it's a bit troublesome to contact them.

Ren said: "You don't have to pay attention to the appearance, and you don't need to be a flesh and blood body. Anyway, I just need the avatar to have the combat function, and the rest of the details are not important."

Breaking into the secret realm is not about camouflage or assassination. You don't need other functions, and it's OK if you can fight smoothly.

"If this is the case, 3 gold coins can be done, and there is no need for troublesome refining steps such as cloning flesh and blood, raising spirits, forging bodies, and chaining souls. I have ready-made goods, a kind of battle puppet."

Hearing his words, the witch's face softened a little, she stared at him with beautiful blue eyes, and asked, "Are you planning to enter the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm?"

"Ah."

Ren nodded.

There's no need to hide this kind of thing.

The witch chuckled and said, "If you want to save money, you can seal yourself and then go in."

Ren rolled his eyes: "I don't want to die yet."

Most of the secret realms are essentially world fragments that fell into this planet from the abyss of heaven.

Therefore, the matter, energy, and rules in the secret realm may be quite different from those in the outside world, and different secret realms can accommodate different forces.

The Hundred Flowers Secret Realm is not small in scale, but its internal spatial structure is very fragile.

Once someone uses the power of the Legendary Domain, it will cause a small nearby space to collapse, and then this person will be involved in the space turbulence.

This is very dangerous. For creatures below the sixth level, if they accidentally fall into the turbulence or cracks of space, once they get lost, they will die.

By analogy, the Hundred Blossoms Secret Realm is a tree, and its branches are somewhat fragile.

Little ones can sit on the branches and the branches won't break.

If an adult sits on it, the branch will not be able to bear it and break, and the person will fall badly.

The Hundred Blossoms Secret Realm does not allow fifth-order powerhouses to enter, not because the secret realm will suppress saints, but because it cannot bear that kind of power.

The witch said that it is not reliable to enter after "self-seal".

If you suppress yourself to the peak of the fourth order, if you are killed by a sneak attack, wouldn't it be an unjust death?

For example, a mage at the beginning of the fifth level was attacked and killed by several assassins at the peak of the fourth level because of his self-seal, isn't he aggrieved?

Ren would not do such a stupid thing.

Besides, the only thing that can self-seal is the domain, if it is not expanded, it can be compressed in the body all the time.

But the Holy Body and the Immortal Golden Body are difficult to seal themselves.

Both Ren and Artoria are at the double fifth level, and both the domain and the body are at the sanctuary level.

When Ren swung his fist hard, the space inside the Hundred Blossoms Secret Realm would be unbearable, and a small piece would collapse, and then he would be sucked into the turbulent flow of space.

Self-sealing is better than using puppets.

Therefore, Ren unceremoniously stunned the witch, saying:

"Why don't you seal it in yourself? Don't you covet some precious materials inside?"

There are many special materials in the secret realm, which can hardly be found by the outside world.

The witch shrugged: "I still have two fourth-order clones, why do I have to enter the main body?"

According to what she meant, she also planned to break into the secret realm and send clones to enter.

Ren: "..."

He only found out later that, in fact, every time the Hundred Blossoms Secret Realm was opened, apart from some geniuses and powerhouses at the peak of Tier [-], there were also many powerhouses of Tier [-] who would use small vests or clones to enter.

You might even meet the pope, the elders of the natural school, or the president of the witcher association.

This is no exaggeration.

500 years ago, there was an old berserker who killed the little vest made by the Pope of Light with an axe. As a result...

Not long after he came out, he was found by the people of the church. Since then, he has become a glorious knight apologist, guarding the gate of the temple every day, cleaning the toilet, and digging out horse manure...

Ren complained: "The vest war has started again."

The witch also pursed her lips and snickered: "I'm sure there are quite a few bigwigs who would squeeze their little vests in."

In fact, don't panic when you meet a big guy's vest, it may not be better than you.

Many bigwigs are very casual when pinching the avatar, without injecting much soul power, and may even be very good.

Part of the soul power is required to create a good clone. Once the soul is damaged, it is very troublesome. Therefore, many people's clones are not that advanced at all, they are puppets controlled remotely by rune techniques.

Put on a hood and a mask, don't give your name, the pope's little vest can still be hacked to death, and the boss may not care about you.

They go to the secret realm and rarely fight with young people, but it is a rare opportunity, in order to feel a different world law.

Ren took out the bat wing of the blood prince Mahat again, put it on the table, and said:

"It's almost like adding this? It's just a battle puppet."

"Row."

In fact, it was almost, the witch hesitated for a moment, but nodded in agreement.

Just sell some favors.

She came to the side of the counter, activated the mechanism, and a black metal camera obscura popped out from the wall.

The witch put the box on the counter, and pressed the palm of her right hand on the skull mark on the surface of the box. The pattern of the force array on it glowed red, and it opened automatically.

She found a scroll and threw it to him: "The battle puppet is sealed inside, and it's also included in the instructions for use.

I just want to say that the combat power of a puppet depends on your original force and soul power quality, combat awareness, experience and skills. "

Ren checked the scroll and made sure it was there, but he still had doubts on his face:
"You puppet, is the quality qualified?"

"What do you mean?"

When her professionalism and credibility were questioned, the witch looked annoyed, "Is the mask I made for you not easy to use? I'm not a liar!"

Ren touched his nose and smiled sarcastically.

That's right, the little prop he often used - the nightmare mask, was made by Josephina, and even the name was related to her code name.

There is nothing to say about the quality of that prop, it is very useful.

"Okay, my fault."

Seeing that she was really angry, Ren quickly apologized.

The witch put the things away, fiddled with her bangs with her bare hands, and lamented: "Sister is good enough for you, but you don't even have the basic trust in me, so I love you for nothing."

Ren smiled and said nothing.

What kind of care is she doing?
She still wanted to use him to attract the firepower of the church, but he was not fooled.

Full of drama.

If you really want to talk about taking care of him, Lucy really cares about him, especially when compared with Josephine, you can appreciate her aunt's kindness even more.

If Lucy hadn't healed his soul trauma in time and provided shelter all the time, he might not have been able to survive the dungeon quest in a safe manner.

Compared with the aunt who gave charcoal in the snow, the witch's favor is just the icing on the cake.

Then, Ren asked about the plan to train the dragon.

"Is it really a dragon?"

The witch Josephine stared at Nana beside her, her blue eyes gradually glowing.

The little female dragon lay bored on a wicker chair, yawning continuously.

At the critical moment, Nana was actually very well-behaved. Knowing that the boss was talking about some important things, she kept silent and didn't make a fuss.

"What are you looking at, old woman!"

Nana's blue pupils shot out a green glow, staring at the witch, a terrifying dragon power at the top of the food chain was released, accompanied by the evil spirit of fire, which made the black abyss python outside tremble in fright, and quickly rolled over on its belly. Play dead on the ground.

Monty Python: Ah, I'm dead.

The witches were stunned by the sudden release of the dragon's power, but they did not get angry. Instead, their eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

In this era, it is rare to see purebred dragons.

The witch exclaimed: "It's still a beast emperor?"

First-tier cannon fodder, second-tier beast soldiers, third-tier beast generals, fourth-tier beast kings, and fifth-tier beast emperors.

Nana, at the peak of level 22, can be regarded as the beast emperor, but she is not too powerful among the beast emperors.

"Haven't you seen the Beast Emperor?" Ren asked curiously, seeing that her reaction was a bit big.

"Of course, do you think Beast Emperors are very common?"

Josephina gave him a blank look, and explained, "Most mutated animals and plants don't know how to cultivate, they can only instinctively swallow the force, and apart from giant dragons, there are very few strange beasts that can transform.

In other words, it is almost impossible for them to have domains, do not master rules, and do not have a cultivation system. They can only strengthen and temper their bodies blindly, or they can use the original runes of innate instinct. "

Therefore, there are really very few fifth-order beast emperors on the Saigon mainland, which can be described as rare.

Most of the strange beasts are at the fourth level when they die, and it is almost a dream to rely on the original method of absorbing the original force to form a holy body.

It is precisely because of the lack of high-end combat power that some high-level beasts can only live in a corner even if their intelligence is not low.

Humans and demons competed for the supremacy of the mainland, and they fought fiercely, but the alien beasts could only hide and watch the battle, not daring to intervene.

Demons regard alien beasts as blood food, pets, and beasts.Humans are about the same.

At the beginning, there were also some ambitious beast kings and beast kings who tried to join forces to fight for the hegemony of the mainland with the demons and humans, and the result...

Dead old miserable.

The beast kings were beaten and killed by the sun king and some dark kings.

The demons swarmed up, with a clear division of labor, the vampires sucked blood, the ghosts devoured souls, and the werewolves ate meat... In the end, there were no bones left.

Humans are similar, the holy beast is full of treasures, and its bones have been used.

After this bloody lesson, few high-level beasts dared to appear in the human territory, and basically hid in the deep mountains and old forests.

Alien beasts can't cultivate, or in other words, they don't have an efficient cultivation system.

This is their most fatal weakness.

It's not that the beast emperors don't want to come up with a cultivation system, they really can't do it.

Don't mention whether you have enough brains, wolves, eagles, tigers, leopards... every kind of beast has a different body structure, how can you have a complete training system for a race?
Now the alien beasts have long been lying flat and giving up.

Even, when they heard that the wild beast emperor appeared, the human adventurers and the demon hunting team were all waiting for food, ready to wave their butcher knives.

Holy beast meat, delicious, tonic, aphrodisiac... 100 gold coins per catty is the same price.

Therefore, Ren is doomed to be disappointed this time, and the witch does not know how to raise a dragon, which is her blind spot in knowledge.

She did, however, offer advice.

"The royal family of Farolan, the Clement family, is the descendant of William the Great, the most powerful generation at that time. William I was also called the 'Conqueror', which means—the man who conquered the dragon.

You go to the capital and find someone from the king or the royal family. The Clement family must know how to raise dragons. "

"That's it."

Ren suddenly realized, bid farewell to the witch, and left the black market.

It seems that it is still necessary to go to the capital. He really doesn't want to see that Princess Sophie, but this time he probably wants to ask her.

…………

space.

The battle has subsided, but the flames of the holy power and the wandering blood mist still remain in the air.

Gonzalez held a holy gun, stepped on the half corpse of a blood prince, and rolled holy power on his body, like a god of war.

After the battle, the radiance of the holy power on his body dissipated, and the domain "Storm Kaleidoscope" gradually subsided, revealing some damaged silver knight leather armor, stained with blood.

There was the blood of the enemy, and there was his own.

He stood holding a gun, his face was serious, but there was some doubt and bewilderment in his eyes.

This battle was fought inexplicably.

He led people away well, and suddenly a group of blood races rushed out.

The blood prince in the lead had a ferocious face, his eyes were devouring, and he was still shouting—[Gonzales, give back my son's life!I'm going to tear you into pieces today! ]

"..."

He was dumbfounded.

At this time, the top genius of the church, "Sword of the Holy White" Michel came over with a blood-stained green sword in his hand, and asked suspiciously:
"Captain, when did you kill the son of the blood prince?"

He has been following the leader all this time, and he didn't realize that he had fought against the blood clan before.

Gonzalez: "..."

(one`one)
He also wants to know this question.

Seeing the bewildered look on the head's face, Michelle was a little puzzled, and said, "Don't you know Mahat, the grand duke of the blood clan?"

Head Gang: "..."

Really do not know.

Grand Duke Mahat... Who is he?He was not impressed at all.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for him not to have the slightest memory of killing the Grand Duke-level demon descendant, but he really has no memory this time.

Seeing Michelle's puzzled face, Gonzalez scratched his head and said:
"I really don't remember, not to mention the Blood Duke Mahart, that Prince Hammond is also the first time I have seen him. I have only seen some records of him in historical materials before. He is a general under the command of the Nightmare Monarch. "

Michelle: "..."

He believed that the head of the regiment would not lie about such matters.

That Prince Hammond still looked like his son died, and rushed over to fuck them without saying a word, crazy...

The church repelled the attack of that group of vampires, and it also paid a price.

Nearby, there were the corpses of three blood princes, but there were also the corpses of a red-clothed archbishop and a fifth-rank paladin.

"...The souls of all believers, thanks to the mercy of the goddess, rest in peace, amen!"

Six bishops, knights, and monks stood in front of the two corpses wrapped in the shroud, mourning their dead friends.

One of the hermits has a particularly powerful aura, reaching the level of a median saint, comparable to the Prince of Darkness.

He looked middle-aged, with a pair of shackles on his hands, and a thin old white robe. His eyes were full of insightful wisdom, full of compassion and tolerance.

He recited the eulogy, and raised his hands and feet, filled with a solemn and deep sacred atmosphere.

The Church of the Goddess of Light is the number one religion in the Saigon mainland and is extremely powerful.

The Knights Templar were nothing more than a force they put on the surface.

In addition to the cardinals, armed priests and paladins, there are many powerful ascetics in the monastery.

And that's not even counting the dreaded Inquisition.

However, this ascetic monk in the fifth rank was not the reason why the team led by Gonzales was able to repel the vampires.

According to the number of people, there are 8 people from the blood clan and 10 people from the church, all of them are at the fifth level.

Hammond is a veteran blood prince who can hold off Gonzalez.

Terena holds the famous gun "Blood Elegy", which is stronger than that level 26 ascetic monk. The two people who died in the church were all shot by her.

The members of the church didn't bring famous guns this time, and three-on-one couldn't restrain her.

but……

"Thank you this time, Mr. Carragher." Gonzales calmed down, walked to another team not far away, and sincerely thanked him.

This is a team of demon hunters, not many people, only four, but all of them are fifth-level [titled demon hunters].

The leader was a man with long purple hair.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, with six fingers on his right hand, a stern smile on his thin face, and an incomparably sharp breath, faintly surpassing Gonzalez and the ascetic monk, and was the strongest in the audience.

"Magic Gun" Carragher, the vice president of the Demon Hunter Association.

If Ren was here, he would know that the vice-chairman's strength was comparable to that of the starry sky sword master back then.

"You're welcome."

Carragher looked indifferent, looked at Gonzalez, and said, "You have more fighting spirit than your teacher, which is very good."

He is from the same era as Richard, and Gonzalez, who is less than [-] years old this year, is a junior to him.

Gonzalez smiled and said nothing.

This was a bit aimed at his teacher, but the members of the Demon Hunters Association had just helped the church, so he didn't bother to refute.

Carragher didn't put on the posture of a senior. After saying a word, he stared into the distance and sighed leisurely:
"The power of 'Blood Dirge' is too strong, even among famous guns, it is at the top."

"It's tricky."

Gonzalez thought so deeply, and his face was a little gloomy.

People from the Demon Hunter Association passed by and came to help. Their strength has completely overwhelmed the blood race.

But Terena insisted on relying on the power of "Blood Elegy" to lead people out of the encirclement. They tried their best to stop them, but only three blood princes were left behind.

Carragher severely injured the blood prince Hammond and almost kept him, but he still almost finished the kill.

"There are more demons over there. Let's go there together and take care of each other. Regarding the reason for the disappearance of the sun, I believe scholars have already reached a conclusion." Carragher suggested.

Having just been attacked by a vampire, Gonzalez certainly wouldn't refuse the offer.

Therefore, people from the Church and the Demon Hunters Association joined together and rushed to the best observation point where the scholars were.

(End of this chapter)