Will Be Me

The confrontation was broken, and the wolves rushed forward.

.........

After half an hour.

Zill severed the head of the first wolf, sat on the ground and watched the scattered wolves in the distance.

"Man is a short-lived creature, like a momentary life, and the short-term memory runs through the whole life, like a shadow that cannot be shaken off."

He looked at the shadowy shadow, as if speaking to the sword of the brave.

【What do you want to say? 】

The Sword of the Brave could no longer understand his words.

"People... are born short-lived."

No matter what he said, the sword of the brave began to explain his current strength.

[Your current strength is about the level of a sixth-tier fighter... Oh, according to your era, it should be a second-tier fighter. 】

"Tier six? Tier two? What's going on with this realm division?"

[The year I was active was a long, long time ago, and now your realm division has changed, which is normal. 】

Having said that, the Sword of the Brave obviously felt that something was wrong there.

In ancient times, there were 36 levels of realm, and mages and warriors did not share the same calculation method of combat power. There were often cases where low-level warriors killed high-level mages, or low-level mages killed high-level warriors.

But now, realms are divided into levels one to nine, and warriors and mages still share this division method.

The division of realms is not determined by mortals, but by the magic constructed by the goddess of magic.

For the gods, even though it is now a critical moment, their concept of time is still not adjusted.

The thousand years of time, converted into the concept of time of ordinary people, is almost one day.

In one day, the realm suddenly changed.

[The current realm is from level one to level nine, and from level one to level three are all mortals can do. There is a threshold from level three to level four, which is called Huaifan... By the way, why is the name so strange? 】

"Strange? I think it's okay, don't worry too much."

Zell didn't feel wrong at all.

【maybe. 】

[After logging into the fourth level, life is usually extended, but the real symbol of the fourth level is to transcend the limits of ordinary people. 】

[You are now at the second level, not far from the third level of the human limit. 】

As the sword of the brave, he has learned about the current power system of this world through certain priests.

Answering Zill's doubts is naturally easy.

The sword of the brave didn't care too much about the previous doubts, and it was right that the goddess of magic was dealing with something she didn't know.

God's will is unpredictable.

"How much has my strength increased?"

[After recovering from the injury, you will probably be able to reach the third-tier fighter. 】

"Then go back."

He barely stood up, the bright red color on his body dyed half of his clothes red, and the tattered clothes covered the wounds, and even the clothes couldn't cover the few wounds.

[A total of forty wounds on the body, twelve large wounds, 26 small wounds, and two deep wounds. 】

"Go back, I hope I don't scare Qiu Hebai."

Leaning on the sword of the brave, Zill went back awkwardly.

The wounds on his body were forcibly closed during the flow of magic power, and in the process, blue and purple lines gradually appeared on his body.

Where he didn't notice, a misty black smoke drifted out from the wolf's head, and melted into Zir's body as if drawn.

On Zell's body, the blue-purple lines were also filled with black.

[Magic power erosion, your body has reached its limit, and you cannot continue to use magic power to restore your body. 】

The Sword of the Brave reminded.

According to Zier's words, he suppressed the boiling magic power in his body, and then used the acquired magic power control ability of his body to expel all the magic power in his body.

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Volume Two: Chapter 160 Three

"How long will it take to adapt to such a magical erosion?"

[Probably... ten days to half a year. 】

"Why is it so far away?"

【It depends on talent. The more talented you are, the faster your digestion will be. I hope you are that kind of person. 】

Zill gradually stood up straight, and where he didn't notice, wisps of black smoke flowed into his heart with light blue magic power.

At the same time, the magic power from the outside world seeps into Zill's body with the pressure difference between the inside and outside, and turns into the lines on his body again.

He returned to the small town, arrived at the hotel, and immediately returned to a room he opened.

Qiu Hebai is inside.

When he opened the door and saw the familiar gray-haired head inside, Zill felt relieved.

The outside world is dangerous.

"I'm going to leave, I'll leave tomorrow," Zill said.

Qiu Hebai silently glanced at the clothes on his body, turned around and packed the clothes without saying anything.

The fist-sized alchemy creation was hidden in the pile of clothes by her, which was something she must carry.

Zill didn't know that there was such a gold-making utensil beside him, and he still counted on gaining power and wealth from the Sword of the Brave.

The small town they are now staying in is just a peaceful corner of the journey.

It is rare that there is no war, but friction is also inevitable on weekdays, and everyone is wary of others.

After spending the night on the big bed, when the sun first dawned, Zill sat up straight.

He doesn't seem to know what fatigue is, and he never sleeps in under the quilt.

.........

Nolan Holy King's County

A shameful betrayal took place in the heavily guarded palace.

The glass cup was poured, and the bright red color flowed out, intertwined with the bright red on the ground.

"Gate...why..."

The current Queen Nolan stretched out her hand in pain, just as she wanted to touch the blond man's chest intimately not long ago, but at this time her chest was already stained red by the wine.

Accompanied by the wine is the blood that symbolizes the destruction of the internal organs by toxins, and together they dye the seductive and plump dress into the bright red of death.

"All of this is God's will."

Putting on a black robe, the priest held the glazed statue in his hand, and smiled as warmly as he had seen before, without showing the slightest expression on his face as a traitor.

"Unexpected...Father..."

Her memory has long been blurred, but at this moment, she remembered the dying words of the former King Nolan.

Only then did she vaguely understand what kind of mood her father was in at the beginning.

"Father... my daughter is here to accompany you..."

At the last moment of her life, Queen Nolan did not look at the priest, but cast her eyes on the void, as if there was her dead past there.

From the moment she killed her father with her own hands, half of her past was dead.

In this betrayal, the remaining half of her was also dead.

Watching the beautiful queen on the seat gradually lose her life, the priest took a few steps forward and placed the glazed statue in his hand on the table.

The table was in front of the queen, but most of it was drenched with red wine at this time, and only half of it was dry and clean. The priest put the statue there.

"The arrangement of the Sect of the Holy Light in this country can be withdrawn. Let's take Little Nila with us. As for the other nuns and priests, we will be dismissed on the spot."

"Yes." A mature and charming voice came from the statue.

On the other side of the "telephone" statue, there is a mature nun with blue wavy curls. She narrowed her lavender eyes and spoke with Gait on the side of the palace.

"But you are really ruthless~ Little girl has liked you for so long, yet you can do it so easily without playing first~"

"Anromilie. You've crossed the line."

"Okay, okay... You are indeed a big shot from the ruling, but you really obey, observe, rules, rules, too!"

Ignoring the ridicule from the other side, the priest put the glazed statue in his arms, turned around and left without taking a second look at the queen sitting on the seat.

"Her forces are all here, so get rid of them to provide convenience for the bishop of the enemy country."

He muttered to himself.

Then he chanted some incantations, and two ice blades appeared in his hands after a while.

The living Queen Nolan trusted him so much that it was just her and him in the room.

open the door.

The two guards outside the door saluted him.

The next moment, the heads of the two guards flew up, and they didn't react until they fell to the ground, and their heads were cut off.

A massacre begins.

In this remote country, no one's strength has broken through the fourth level, and the peak combat power is at most the third level.

For Gait, who is already at the fourth level at this time, nothing counts.