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In Rome, the Imperial Medal is not an illusory glory, but a substantive exchange prop, which is reasonably graded according to the honor value. Fighting heroes who do not disdain to hold medals can exchange them for land, mansions, shops, positions, and beauties. , or even gold coins of equal value.This highly realistic reward model should be the greatest invention of the Dark Archon since he took office. He believes that it is far more sincere than awarding warriors a certain title or certificate of honor, and he is particularly good at management. This is also the core reason why Rome's military system is far superior to other Western countries. Those truly capable characters quickly surfaced, and those dandy boys who always pretended to be a fool either quietly withdrew or were expelled after their protests were ineffective.

After a series of obscure and lengthy spells, the top of the black light wand was inserted into the lightning crystal ball, and 64 brilliant auroras rushed around the electromagnetic field, hitting 64 small formations at the same time.The amount of lightning dancing wildly between the sky and the earth can no longer be captured with the naked eye, and the location where the spell falls is even more amazing. It hits a slope with the densest concentration of ants. The slope that stretches hundreds of meters across is like a smooth piece of The green carpet was completely lifted from the surface, and then turned into a waterfall of mud pouring down. Countless war horses and living corpses were buried.At the same time, it also blocked the retreat of the knights who had rushed into the northern highlands of Windmill Hills.

As these 64 "Holy Cross Lightnings" landed, the crystal ball exploded completely, but no matter how the extremely active lightning elements collided, they could not escape the persistent electromagnetic field and could only collide with each other like headless flies.

Muse, whose body was completely enveloped by extremely pure lightning elements, clutched the black light wand tightly. The wand buzzed and vibrated in his white-knuckled right hand. His nails had become burnt black, and everywhere on his body Acrid and unpleasant green smoke was emitted, but the unimaginable perseverance and calmness still remained in those eyes that were comparable to crystal stones.

Finally, the strange wand did not escape from his palm. The lightning element finally became tired after endless provocations and obediently adsorbed on the remaining 75 large five-star arrays and 311 small five-star arrays.

The shape of the electromagnetic field also became irregular due to the expansion of this terrifying energy, sometimes elliptical, sometimes three-dimensional, and sometimes stretched into a chain of light across the sky.

From the top of the black light wand, countless white auroras burst out, connecting to all the formations.

No one knows what happened, and no one can have a normal vision. The place where the lightning group falls is like a black hole formed after the space is violently distorted, capable of sucking in all living things.Just at the intersection of the aurora and lightning, there were faint auras of darkness.All areas of the main battlefield in Windmill Hills turned into darkness as far as the eye could see as this lightning group descended. Trees, lawns, soil, and corpses all disappeared.The rushing water in the Blue Agate River splashed up waves of tens of meters, and fell overwhelmingly on the senior commanders of the military observation group and the expeditionary force. The funny thing is that these drowned chickens turned into real mimes. Posing in various poses, even the facial muscles and eyeballs have not changed at all.

"The servant who is unwilling to be lonely, the earth is under your feet. The lord who is unwilling to sleep, the mountains and rivers are in your arms. Cross the gap between light and darkness, just to obtain the immortal oath, wake up! Wake up! With my soul, with My words!”

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A strange light and shadow emerged from the dark soil, flickering on and off, as if something had come out of it.The wand in the hand of the muse waved out of thin air, capturing those erratic dark elements, and soon created a suspended pattern similar to an alchemical array. As the wand flicked, the pattern quickly flew into the light and shadow on the soil, and closely matched with the bottom. , a blue hand followed this fit, and slowly dug out of the soil. That hand was not made of flesh and blood, but pure bones. His head was wearing a helmet with a strange structure, which could not be seen clearly. On the outline of his face, there is a shield with lightning marks painted on it fixed on his left arm. He holds a beautiful electric hammer in his right hand. There are unstable currents surrounding his body both internally and externally.

The red-robed master slowly landed next to him, tapped his huge shield with his wand, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

It turns out that this is the secret that Silona said.

Lightning Ghost - a lord-level abyss creature, a half-soul body with blood as its lifelong belief. It cannot be officially planned into the "biosphere" because this half-soul body has zero intelligence, and its active aggressiveness is greater than that of the Dark Ruler. The official is even more crazy, and does not distinguish between friend and foe when destroying, but any living creature discovered by it will become the target of attack.According to the species level evaluation of Order Continent, the level of Lightning Ghost should fluctuate between level 6o and 9, which is equivalent to a golden species and is very popular among noble magicians.

Although the order explicitly prohibits all summoning and research of abyssal creatures, we have to admit that in many dark corners, there are figures of black magicians and abyssal species. In the wild continent where there is basically no rule of law, it is even more common. .Many shamans like to challenge this kind of plane-level summoning technique, because it is more interesting than controlling a dragon subspecies.

The Lightning Ghost mechanically turned its head, which looked like just a shadow with the naked eye, feeling the fresh breath of this new world. It never imagined that such a weird thing would happen in the place where it chose to "hibernate".

"Go, baby, where is the blood waiting for you." Muse used the wand to throw an exploratory light in the direction of the Alonchi Mountains, because there were still at least [-] people staying on the road between the hills and mountains. The dark expeditionary force was safe and sound. The lightning ghost made a buzzing sound, moved its seemingly dexterous body, and moved in the direction of the lightning.

Muse blew a breath, looked at the belated arrival of Li Hao, and the well-equipped palace knights behind him, and said with a wry smile: "It's over here."

Li Hao lowered his rapier, looked at the clearly visible horizon, and said with the same wry smile: "But it started again there. Mr. Archmage, can you explain the origin of this guy?"

Muse withdrew his wand and said with a headache: "Actually, I'm not particularly sure. I just sensed that a friend from afar is hibernating in the earth vein point here, but I didn't expect it to be an abyssal species."

Li Hao, who knew nothing about magic or species, speculated: "Very powerful?"

Muse shook his head and murmured: "In the eyes of those knights and generals, it is very powerful. It has the traditional weaknesses of abyss creatures. It is difficult to withstand the collective purification of thirty high-level discipline priests, but there is one thing that is very Perfect, the half-soul state of the Lightning Ghost can only be shattered, not completely destroyed. As long as it absorbs enough elements, it can reappear."