Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 350 The only person with a name

Inside the Tower of Despair, the influence of the passage of time on the human body is minimized.

Correspondingly, the intuition and agility of the body seem to be put under a heavy shackle.

Regardless of the time and season, the tower is always dim and dark, as if in hell, without any warmth at all.

The members living in the tower are lonely and boring. Only from the only orange sunset glow in the evening can one feel that the whole day has passed.

Ye Lin took out an electronic watch and asked them to wear it on their wrists. Even if wearing a watch is not conducive to fighting, they must never take it off.

"This is to give you a time reference. If you accidentally indulge in cultivation and forget the time, and when you go out in a trance, Arad has passed a hundred years..."

The expected training time is at most one month, one month in the Arad continent.

No matter how long it takes, because the flow rate of time outside the tower is different, when leaving, it may have the same side effect as Azeroth.

And a month later, Bel Mare's Restoration War should basically come to an end.

With Alice and Tana, as long as the empire's millions of troops do not press in, losing is basically impossible.

……

"What do you think of him?"

Full of anticipation and joy, Ezra turned her eyes away from the screen and put her eyes on Soderos, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, with white beard and hair.

What is being shown on the large screen is Yelin sitting on the tenth floor, waiting for the first challenger.

Soderos made a simple test of him on the first floor, and she wanted to hear the evaluation of Yelin from this legendary swordsman.

"generally."

With the simple and straightforward words, he was silent again.

Soderos is rehearsing sharper sword moves in his mind. Except for the necessary rest, he is practicing swordsmanship every minute and every second.

Everything is just for that conversation 2000 years ago.

Azera once said that even if he practiced for another 2000 years, his sword would not be able to touch the corner of that person's clothes.

The first apostle, Karn the Destiny, the strongest apostle in the devil world.

Different from the seven prophets and Azeroth's idea of ​​protecting the apostles, he advocated going directly to the Demon Realm to kill Herder and Karn.

Of course, this kind of radical idea is not all due to the "world destruction" predicted by Azeroth, but more out of the desire for the strong to fight.

After hearing the evaluation, Azera smiled gently. Generally, it seems to be a very moderate evaluation, but we have to see who said this sentence.

To know some of the powerhouses in the Tower of Despair, Soderos is not even interested in evaluating a word.

"Master Soderos, I'm leaving first, and there is a user of the magic department waiting for me."

Not long after Azeroth left, Soderos slowly opened his eyes, cast his eyes on the screen, and watched his every move.

He saw himself as a young man.

Finally, the first person interested in Yelin appeared.

A set of long-sleeved multi-colored samurai clothes, the hem of the clothes is so long that it almost falls to the ankle when walking, and the eyes are covered with a layer of black gauze.

He held a purple long knife in his hand, and strange white runes swirled around his body like stars, spreading his killing intent.

"Ghost Shadow Sword, Xiao Feng."

It was a very simple self-introduction, and Xiao Feng didn't seem to have the intention of listening to his polite introduction, so he swung the long knife directly, and in an instant, there was a wave of thunder on the ground, and several wrist-thick thunderbolts in the shape of branches formed a ring shape. Yelin couldn't move for a while.

Evil Light Wave Formation!
Sharp ice crystals condensed on the ground and quickly spread towards the foot of Yelin. The tenth floor, which was originally dark and unclear, suddenly covered the moon like dark clouds in the middle of the night, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Strange eyes opened in the dark night, from every corner in all directions, like countless beasts hidden in the darkness, staring at the night forest that had not yet broken free.

Xiao Feng's face remained calm, unmoved by Ye Lin's plight that was about to be torn apart, and he didn't care whether he would die from injury.

During the chat, Taylor said that some of the people in the tower had mental problems after staying in the tower for a long time.

The price of "eternal life" is always loneliness.

So Azeroth opened up the Tower of Despair for people to challenge. On the one hand, it trains the strong, and at the same time, it also brings some fun to daily life.

Later, one day, Azera even decided to allow practitioners to leave the Tower of Despair and practice on their own, but only for those who have no extreme thoughts.

People like Mana Hunter Dinas and Fallen Angel Hill, whose eyes have been completely blinded by hatred, must never leave the Tower of Despair.

As a last resort, Ye Lin swallowed the power of the evil light with the seal of the sky, flashed in front of Xiao Feng like a thunderbolt, and slashed at his neck with his sword.

……

"Do you know Zhen'er and Ling'er? How are they? Are you in good health? Did you eat on time? Is Zhen'er married? How old is the child? Ling'er is about the age to get married, right? Is there someone you like? Or have you already? Married? Barbara..."

Momei, who was being held hands and questioned carefully, had a black thread. Her instructor, the qigong master Fenglian, was also a well-known figure in Xu Zuna, but disappeared mysteriously more than ten years ago, becoming an unsolvable mystery .

Being able to be taught by Fenglian herself is something that countless qigong masters dream of, and she herself is also looking forward to it.

Unexpectedly, after some conversation, after Feng Lian knew that she knew her sons and daughters Feng Zhen and Feng Ling, she directly started the nagging mode of a middle-aged woman, almost chattering endlessly.

Feng Lian was dressed in a monotonous gray-black cloth, wearing a pair of glasses, and some wrinkles were faintly visible at the corners of her eyes and forehead, and the years had left indelible marks on her skin.

Feng Zhen is over 30 years old, which is enough to show that Feng Lian's age is close to Jiazi's age, and her figure can still maintain a bit of charm, which is entirely due to the Tower of Despair.

Although the other party was nagging like an aunt, Mo Mei was a little helpless, but she did not dare to underestimate the majestic energy in the other party's body.

Far surpassing the realm of the Awakened, integrating all thoughts and energy into one, easily destroying mountains and mountains, seems to have touched the threshold of "Niandi", the guardian in Xuzu's legend.

……

On the other side, Hiate went directly to the top of the Tower of Despair, that is, on the [-]th floor, and saw a swordsman in a maroon cloth.

He was holding a branch with a few leaves in his hand, and a caterpillar was arching on the branch. His expression seemed serious, but it was more of a kind of laziness.

Because of the special effect of the Tower of Despair, even an insignificant caterpillar can live for a long time.

"I heard that the sword control technique was created by an ancient sword god, so I have a little interest, just a little bit."

Liang Yue yawned sleepily. Generally, if Soderos hadn't asked him to verify his sword skills, he would be too lazy to care about anything.

However, the skill of controlling swords, which was only passed down among the nobles within the Delos Empire, was a rare skill, which aroused his interest, so he did not refuse Azeroth's request.

"Come on, use your strongest strength to attack, I... just use this branch."

Waving the branch with caterpillars casually, Liang Yue reluctantly put away a little laziness, but this level of seriousness is like a person using an upside-down textbook to hide that he is sleeping, and then put the original upside-down textbook, Give Zheng back and continue to sleep.

"Twigs?"

Hiate was stunned, looking at the Fury of the Dragon in her hand, she was already a bit surprised.

Before coming to the [-]th floor, Ye Lin reminded her that Liang Yue is at least a strong person who crossed that realm, so she must not have any intention of underestimating her.

But using branches as weapons, it seems that Soderos has never done this before, right?

"If you are confident in your own strength, picking up a branch at random is also the best weapon in the world, come on, let me see your sword control skills."

……

"I lost, and I will come again."

Ghost Shadow Sword Xiao Feng slowly withdrew his long knife, even if he was defeated by Ye Lin, he still looked expressionless and cold.

Not long after Xiao Feng left, the second challenger who was interested in him came to him.

"I am Moxis, the soul of Yu Jian. If you want to get that person's advice, you have to show your ability."

……

Gu Yu and Yue Na are also being tempered by corresponding experts.

Gu Yu faced all kinds of assassination techniques that were impossible to guard against, while Yue Na was told how to better understand the will of "God" by the gatekeepers of the first and second floors.

At the same time, in the Miranda Plain of Bel-Mare, the vigorous war of restoration of the country has already kicked off the prelude filled with gunpowder.

The leading cannon pulled from the GBL to teach the extreme day area, with its ultra-long-range shooting ability, brought the first wave of devastating blows to the Imperial Army.

……

Greenblad

The mysterious warrior walked on this mysterious planet, and was amazed by what he saw and heard along the way.

Savage, tyrannical, and primitive instincts dominate the bodies and actions of creatures. Hunting is the most straightforward struggle of power, and there is no civilization at all.

It seems that the entire planet, only one intelligent creature was born in Kahn.

For a week, he got nothing...

Standing on a high mountain, looking down at the giants attacking each other with wooden sticks, blood and flesh flew all over the place, and howled mournfully, without any sign of playfulness.

After a while, one giant fell, and the other was scarred and began to slowly enjoy his "spoils".

Suddenly feeling something in his heart, the mysterious warrior quickly raised his head.

The sun that originally illuminated the entire Greenblad was replaced by an extremely majestic and shining figure, although it was blurry and unable to see the other world clearly!

The light between the sky and the earth seemed to be condensed into one place, and all things were silent because of this. Even the tyrannical giant trembled under this shining figure.

The mysterious warrior paused, as if he had been enlightened, everything suddenly became clear in his mind, and all the confusion was almost clear.

He slowly stretched out his hand to touch that figure that seemed out of reach, and finally a touch of relief appeared on his face that had gone through vicissitudes.

The moment the two fingers touched, the mysterious warrior turned into a stream of light and sank into Carloso's body.

And behind Carloso, twelve mysterious figures appeared!

Five solidified, seven illusory, at the moment when the mysterious warrior solidified the sixth figure, Greenblad's Destruction Era broke out!
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"Stru? You actually have your own name?"

The great will is the main embodiment of Carloso. After inheriting the will of the mysterious warrior, there seems to be some accidents.

He has recovered a total of six forms so far, and "Stru" is the only one with its own name.

In other words, a part of his body recognized the name given by humans.

"Night Forest?"

……

His name, because of Stru, was silently recited by the great will.

(End of this chapter)