The Black Scepter

The number of people in the arena is now about 20,000 people. In order to facilitate the audience in the farthest place to clearly see the battle conditions of both sides of the arena, the Royal Magic Regiment with superb magic skills has specially drawn an image capture circle around the center of the venue, and In the four directions of the entire venue, the images of the two sides fighting will be simultaneously transmitted to the twelve "linking circle", thus solving the problem of the image at the distance, so when Murphys stepped on the "prepared for swordsmanship competition" When the ring was on, there were also twelve magic circles synchronized in the whole venue.

The cheers of the audience reached the boiling point. This is the power brought by the "idol". The civilians are proud of being able to get close to the legendary characters, and most foreign guests are cold-speaking, obviously to Murphys. 'S existence is extremely daunting.

After the selection of thousands of people, the strength of all players in the swordsmanship competition has been above the I level since the rematch. It is not anyone else who has come to power at the moment. Karl, who was extremely disdainful to Murphy before the official, was Karl .

After seeing Murphy, Karl's mouth twitched unnaturally, but obviously he was not afraid of Murphy, but walked in front of him and whispered: "I can't think of you as the so-called dragon knight. Does it feel cool to play with prestige above your head?"

He was still coldly ironic. The two short swords in his hands were extraordinary in appearance. After being out of the sheath, a light blue light flashed, sharp and unmatched.

"If a guy who had been given unlimited expectations died directly in the first round of the semi-finals, I think the Byzantine monarch's face will be very unrestrained, right?"

The extreme self-confidence in his strength made him unaware of his arrogance. He raised his dagger with one hand. Carl grinned and continued with a dark expression: "Ready?"

Murphy didn't know what expression to face him, so he nodded and stood so casually-he had two leather sheaths around his waist, but apparently did not intend to pull the sword.

The fact that the second soldier came to cover up the water immediately angered Karl, and he stepped forward. Waving his hand is a very fast swordsmanship. Carl, who is at the top of the a-level, is a genius character who has emerged in the Gilman Empire in the past three years. The strength is stable and beyond the remaining players. Such a genius, but not a famous nobility, so he has a very deep obsession with defeating the dragon knight Murphy and the powerful players of the ten families-it can even be said to be an inexplicable hatred.

The two blue daggers left only two light curtains in the air, and the sharp sword technique almost caused the beam to overwhelm Murphy, but he did not have any weapons in his hand, but he effortlessly raised his hand to block each other. The trick, there was a popping sound of metal collision!

His palms did not flicker, his legs did not even move half a step, and only one arm made Carmi's airtight attack metallized!

There were a lot of exclamations in the audience, even civilians who did not understand sword art could see the strength of this dragon knight.

Karl stopped his hand and took a step back, squinting his eyes at Murphys, obviously aware of the strength gap, but obviously he was not only so powerful-with one arm, he slammed and burst out like a certain seal. With a strong breath, Murphy frowned and looked at Karl, who had attacked frantically, and suddenly asked: "Do you gain strength at the cost of your life?"

The skills used by Karl in front of him may not be understood by most people, but Murphy felt a very good magic pattern hidden inside the opponent's body-that is a taboo circle with the abyssal mark, it should not belong to this The existence of the plane.

In order to reduce the lifespan and gain powerful power, Murphy suddenly felt that the guy in front of him seemed to be more extreme than he thought. The attack level of the other party immediately went to a new level after the outburst of momentum, and it was even more crazy. Attacking the key point of Murphy, it seems that he has lost his mind.

This is no longer a "competition", but a vicious attack aimed at murder.

"go to hell!"

Carl's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and as if he had a common enemy with Murphy, a sword slashed into his neck, but Murphy's patience seemed to end here, just at the other's extremely threatening sword. When touching his skin, his figure disappeared instantly.

"Wow--"

With the dagger splitting into the air, Karl instantly lost the target of his attack. He walked around frantically, but did not see any figure. After the seal was unsealed, he roared and turned around, but saw Murphy step forward. Walk towards your own scene.

The dagger in his hand immediately stabs away, but the action is only half done, and he finds that Murphy's figure instantly appears in front of him, and one hand pinches his neck... Immediately, like throwing garbage Throw it out as well!

The force that pinched Carl’s neck was not great, but the moment Murphy shook his arm, there was a sound of bone friction, which made the swordsman fly straight out like an arrow off the string, hitting the ring. On the edge of the stone wall-

"Boo..."

There was a dull impact, and then the cracks of the wall fell to the ground.

The audience was silent.

Murphy clapped his hands and stepped down the ring-according to the rules of the game, the body was thrown out of the ring, and it was also disqualified... That is to say, Murphy has already won this game with one hand victory.

It took three seconds for the exclamation and cheers to sound, followed by an immediate deafening shout—but Murphy didn’t care about it all, and he walked up to the buried ruins of Karl, raising his hands and bursting into a wave After all the ruins, he stooped and picked up Carl, who had lost consciousness, and walked to the player's lounge.

The lightning-ending battle did not bring satisfaction to Murphys, but it gave him a doubt-how did the abyss circle appear on the human plane?

Karl, who was very physically strong, was not seriously injured, but he was comatose at the moment, completely because his body could not bear the side effects of the magic pattern. Murphys did not hesitate to wave his hand to signal the physician to retreat, raise his palm and press on With a strong soul energy, the magic pattern was completely "cleaned" and cleaned up!

Carl opened his eyes instantly, and the blood in his pupils was forcibly dispelled by Murphy, and then he exhaled heavily.

Then there was a series of coughs.

He looked up and saw an indifferent Murphy, then immediately remembered the shameful experience of losing the game himself, ripped off his chest, and found that the magic pattern disappeared for a moment, then he panicked, and then asked aloud: " Damn it! What have you done?!"

"You need to explain."

Murphy whispered: "That magic pattern does not belong to this plane. Who portrayed it for you? Do you really think that it is just a magic circle that can enhance your strength? Its existence is extremely unstable, It will explode at any time after being carried at full load."

"How do you a dragon knight know these things?" Karl seemed weak after the magic pattern disappeared, but he was still very hostile to Murphy at the moment, and didn't seem to want to answer his question.

"You can choose to refuse to answer, but I think some things are best not to let me spend too much effort to explore." Murphy pointed at Carl's nose with impunity: "The power to lure you to submit to people Who is it?"

"I won't say it."

Karl didn't want to cooperate at all, so he got up and left.

"Remember, things that are obtained without hard work will often not bring you any benefit." Murphy looked at his back and whispered: "If you can understand this, I will always wait for you to give my answer."

Carl snorted and disappeared into the lounge.

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The first day of the game ended successfully, and Murphy was frowning when he returned to the Ducal Palace. Obviously, he was worried about seeing the magic lines that should not belong to this plane, but these clues said that the big and the small It is impossible for Murphys to use the lynching of the members of the mission of the Gilman Empire because of his suspicion. Although he has power beyond the reach of ordinary people, the real strength of a strong man is not reflected in his use of power. How much is the degree of self-discipline when using power.

Murphy understood his principle of doing things. He didn’t respond to Karl’s disobedience. He just sat silently in the study, looking at the writing he wrote back from Tarrens College. The last part of Daquan.

After leaving Byzantium, I seem to have forgotten to read these esoteric books because I have been running for survival for a long time. At that time, the most thought in Murphy's mind was how to improve my own strength. When there was no threat at all, he understood that these esoteric classics would teach themselves a spiritual level that could not be reached by hard training.

The impetuous heart gradually calmed down, and Murphy sat at the desk reading quietly, but in the evening, his door was gently knocked.

Turning his head, Little Lori Andalil came to his study alone, which puzzled Murphy, but he still asked her to sit down politely and asked, "Is there something?"

Since the memory was sealed, she has been confused about her life goals. She read the book on the advice of Murphys, but today she obviously got some facts from the book that she has not noticed-

"I found that the time when I lived by myself does not seem to be the present."

"Why?"

Murphy just raised his eyebrows, and did not have too many accidents-he did not understand what was included in Andariel’s memory, so he deliberately showed her those books about history. At this moment, Andari He did not completely forget his past.

"I am a priest of the ancient Sica empire, and I entered the monastery, but my memory ends here-but these books tell me that those things are thousands of years away... what is going on? "

Little Loli's expression was a bit confused, and she stared straight at the four or five books she had brought together. "I don't belong to this era, I should have died, right?"

"Don't tell me you think you are a ghost."

Murphy wanted to laugh a little, and Andariel in front of him behaved like a helpless child, confused and full of fear of the unknown-this was never seen in the "mother of pain" in the past, she usually The strength and cruelty of both are disguise of her immature cognition, and now all these disappear in front of Murphy's cruel facts, which also makes her completely lose her previous calmness.

"Then what am I?"

Andariel was a little distracted. She slowly raised her eyes. "I can't think of anything. The only thing I can remember is that I was praised by the high priest at the monastery, and the monastery because I got more believers. As for the future ..."

"I opened my eyes and saw the city of Sisselin."

"You forgot what happened, but you know what my name is, and you know the name of the city you are in. Do you want to know why?"

Murphy looked at the confused little loli and said softly: "People always want to forget the things they don't want to remember, and remember the things that can help you to be better-all these things are now. The choice you made. For a thousand years...if you really survived, what do you think you will experience?"

"I will... witness the death of dozens of generations, witness the change of power, witness the world gradually change in front of me, the empire disappears and rises, and life is born and passed away..." Andariel's preoccupation with Murphy Suppose dreaming of all this, "And I will gradually lose interest in everything in the process, right? The chief priest of the monastery told me that God is not interested in all things, they are just looking at us, like It was watching a group of ants running around."

"A very good analogy."

Murphy did not approve or deny, "Go on."

"One thousand years...I don’t know what more changes there will be, because I don’t even know what the concept is for such a long time. If I am a normal human, I am afraid that even the bone residue will become dust now. ?"

Andariel stretched out his palms, his delicate white arms were dyed golden in the sunset that slowly fell into the horizon, she stared, but her voice suddenly showed an uncovered fear-"I will get old , Aging.. Like those hunchbacked old people, my face will dry up, and eventually become a disgraceful existence, right?"

She looked at Murphys, her wide-eyed eyes were crystal clear, but Murphys nodded without hesitation and replied cruelly: "Yes."

This sentence made Andaril suddenly discouraged and stopped talking, silently lowering his head, looking at the several history books, and no longer speaking.

Murphy recalled all the details of his contact with Andalil, and finally reached out to pick up the books and put them back on the bookshelf, back to the little Loli who lost his memory: "What is the ultimate reason for living alone? "

"In order to have an enviable beauty? In order to obtain unattainable wealth and power? Or in order to stand above 10,000 people and overlook the so-called mortals?"

He turned and sat in front of the loli and pointed to himself: "I'm not someone who reads a few books and wants to tell countless truths to others, and I'm not going to explain to you the meaning of being alive in life. ."

"I won't tell you whether pursuing a permanent face is the right life goal. Everyone's life must go down step by step by themselves-the only thing I can tell you is a very simple fact."

He spread his palms, "After living for a thousand years, you choose to seal up those things that you don't want to think about again and start your life again. Now, when you have the opportunity to choose again, it is best to think about yourself carefully. Will they repeat the same mistakes?"

"I don't know if I will repeat the same mistake... because I don't know what I did."

Andariel looked up, very puzzled by Murphy's words.

"I don't know, that is the biggest advantage." Murphy replied softly: "Because you will treat your life very carefully."

"I know." Andariel was silent for a while, and finally got up and retreated. Although she was confused in her eyes, she gradually understood what she needed.

Returning to her bedroom, Andalil found Ashcandi, who was quietly looking out of the window in her room. Since Andariel had "amnesia," she and Ashcandi were very peaceful. ——The words of the two will not be many, but Andariel instinctively dare not be brazen in front of this "sister".

Now, when throwing the same question to Ashkandi in front of her, she got an answer that made her silent.

This blood race in a wheelchair quietly looked at Andalil who was confused about his life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said softly: "Forgetting memories is not a terrible thing. Many times, we forget, just to make up. The scars in my heart-usually such scars are difficult to heal, and because we have this ability, we chose to forget."

"ability?"

"A circle that can completely seal off memory can only be a high-level circle that achieves the "soul blockade". If many people in the world can do this, I am afraid there will not be so much suffering."

Ashcandi smiled slightly and reached out Andreael’s brow. “Don’t always frown. Although we have a lot of troubles, we need to remember that only those that make us happy, choose to forget, it means So that we can start again."

"Sister Ashkandi, why start again?"

"Because it will make you stop making mistakes that you have never forgiven."

The blood race replied softly, gazing out the window, and she told the fact that Andaril was stunned-"Forget...I didn't do this?"