The Emerald Tower

The third round of selection for the Windmill City "War God Festival" is still easy for Dean.

In fact, facing a group of warriors whose strength was only between knights and great knights, Dean could crush everything with a finger closed.

However, in order not to attract people's attention, Dean could only deliberately suppress his strength.

And Del Sac's luck is still good.

The young man who was completely rested in the second round faced the samurai who had finished the final battle in the second round.

The scarred and exhausted opponent was not the opponent of the young man at all. After a few swings of the mace, the young man entered the final round.

However, the young people are not happy about this.

Especially after boos sounded around.

De Canlon has an obsession with fighting beyond ordinary people's imagination, and in this obsession, honor and so on appear in the same way.

What the young man did before was totally unhonourable.

"The next battle, show your strength, everything will be solved!"

Dean said.

Dean couldn't help reminding him of the favor of the young man in front of him.

Then, the young man immediately became fighting spirit again.

"Really simple!"

Dean smiled and stepped onto the ring again.

The fourth round of battle is randomly selected from the remaining nine people in the third round.

Simply put, as long as two people are eliminated, all the remaining people will be promoted.

As for who is eliminated?

It depends on luck.

And Dean, the loudest voice, was regarded as the master.

Seeing Dean walking onto the stage, everyone around him looked hard to look at.

Neither of them wanted to face Dean.

...

De Canlon, the temple of the capital.

In the majestic and majestic world, there is an eternal light shining on everything.

On the throne made of gold, Merdili, whose light was slightly dim, looked at the crystal ball in his hand, and a pair of pictures appeared on it.

"Damn Zelgon, Lionel, and Liz El!"

Seeing the arrangement of the three false gods outside De Canlon, Merdili's face changed again and again. In the end, the false **** gritted his teeth and said: "Do you think I will be impulsive? Wait until I regain my strength. I will do it again. I will find you one by one to settle the accounts!"

"I'm afraid you won't wait for that time!"

A deep and powerful voice sounded.

"who?"

Merdili's expression changed, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

However, as a figure walked out of the shadows, Merdili became surprised. Then, angry.

"Relderland? Impudent guy!"

Merdili looked at the tall and strong man in front of him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He said like this: "Do you think I no longer have the power to fight back? Even a mere mortal of you dare to offend me like this!"

As the words fell, the brilliance of God on Merdili's body was shining again.

Great pressure appeared on Rilderland.

However, it is surprising. Rilderland didn't even take a step back.

He even continued to walk forward calmly for a few steps until he stopped in front of Merdili.

"What are you doing?"

This time, Merdili panicked. He looked at Rilderland who was close at hand, clenched the long sword in his hand, and pointed straight at the opponent.

"I have brought my will!"

Seeing Merdiri's ugly state, Redland's silent eyes did not fluctuate at all, and the words were as calm as before.

"Quentin? What is it?"

Merdili tried his best to maintain his majesty.

However, his frowned brows indicated that he was puzzled at the moment.

His spokesperson was completely killed by Redland.

and so. He was extremely angry and made a negotiation to Quentin, and then Redland was imprisoned.

This is something that happened not long ago!

Therefore, Merdili was surprised and angry when he saw the sudden appearance of Rilderland, and only when he discovered that the other party was able to resist the mighty power, he became panicked.

Because the two sides have enmity.

However, Merdili also believed that Quentin would not perfuse him.

Even though Quentin is so powerful, one thing is well known, and that is integrity.

Even if Quentin killed and destroyed. But for what has been said, it absolutely counts.

Merdiri believed that Quentin would not break the only virtue in Rilderland.

However, the appearance of Reidland seemed to indicate something.

This gave Merdili a bit of speculation.

And such a guess. Merdili had a bad feeling.

However, Merdili did not show it.

"Kill Dean Ken Zelgaon!"

Reidland relayed.

"Kill Dean Ken Zelgaon? He came to Decanron?"

Merdiri repeated these words, and then looked at Rilderland with scrutiny.

The next moment, Merdili laughed.

"That guy is my enemy, of course it’s no problem to kill him. But that guy’s strength is beyond imagination, not even afraid of the'sun fire', I have no way to fight him, even in De Canlon. ! So, I need Quentin's help!"

He said so.

"no problem!"

Redland threw a dimensional bag to Merdili.

After slightly inspecting the contents inside, Merdili couldn't help laughing.

"With these, it is enough for me to quickly recover from the injury! But, if you want to kill that guy in a real sense, I am afraid that Quentin Mianxia will need to do it personally. Of course, I will help wholeheartedly!"

Merdili said seriously.

"This is natural! Mianxia will arrive soon!"

Redland said, turning around and walking towards the shadow again.

Did not even say goodbye.

This made Merdili look ugly.

However, Merdili returned to normal soon.

He checked the medicines and items in that dimension bag again.

With his ability, he was naturally able to distinguish the authenticity of these medicines and items, leaving no back-hands.

Quentin obviously knew this too.

However, Quentin's approach made Merdili curious.

"Zergaon and Quentin have a grudge?"

Merdili thought.

After a while, a meaningful smile appeared.

...

The selection of the "War God Festival" in Windmill City is over.

Delsac faced Dean guarding, still walked up, and then. Dedicated an extremely exciting battle for the public.

The boos turned into cheers.

Make even the eliminated young people smile.

"You could have gone to the capital!"

Zagu looked at Del Sac who came out after the game and complained a bit.

"But I hope I can have no complaints and no regrets. The honor I want can never be because of a fluke! If that's the case, I don't want even a great honor!"

The young man said with his own stubbornness.

Zaku looked at the young man in front of him, did not say anything, just slapped his shoulder vigorously.

"Then keep going!"

Zaku said like this.

"Yes!"

The young man shouted loudly.

And Dean, who stood by and looked at the two of them, was smiling all the time.

Although Del Sac appeared naive. But Dean appreciates it.

Because... he can't do this himself.

Dean always believes that luck is a kind of strength.

Zaku obviously did.

However, because of this, the two talents were infected by the sincerity of the young people.

"Ed, I'm going to return to the village with Del Sak! The next battle, you will be on the road alone, but the lord of the city will arrange everything. When the'War God Sacrifice' is over, we will go hunting together!"

Zaku bid farewell to Dean.

"Ok!"

Although Dean knew that such a hunt would never happen. But he still smiled and replied.

"Brother Ed, after you come back, please let me train with you!"

Del Sac asked.

"Ok!"

Dean also nodded.

Then, they watched them leave Windmill City in a car pulled by a dragon.

The ‘War God’s Festival’ in Windmill City is over. If you stay any longer, you have to pay for it yourself.

Although Zaku and Del Sac are not too poor, if they can save, it is better to save.

What's more, Rhino Village is not far from Windmill City.

After watching the shadow of the trailer disappear, Dean turned and walked back.

but. When I walked to the gate of the city, I ran into a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper.

"Your Excellency Ed!"

The other party bowed first, and then continued: "The Lord of the City has prepared a dinner for the winners. Please attend on time!"

An invitation card appeared before Dean's eyes.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded and took the invitation.

After the middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper saluted again, he turned and left.

"You can't escape these nowhere!"

Dean looked at the invitation card in his hand and laughed at himself.

Then, he threw the invitation aside.

For the dinner party of that city lord, Dean didn't have to go to know what it meant.

It is nothing more than two points.

the first. Facing the "War God Festival" competition in the capital, give guidance and cheer.

The second is to win!

People who can win among the tens of thousands of people under the jurisdiction of Windmill City, even if some are lucky, must have considerable abilities themselves.

As a lord, naturally you will not let these talents go.

Similarly, these talents are also willing to work for the lord.

It's just that Dean is different.

His original purpose was not these.

Therefore, Dean does not plan to go to the dinner party.

Although this will offend the city lord ~www.readwn.com~, it does not prevent Dean from continuing to go to the capital to participate in the ‘War God Festival’.

The results that tens of thousands of people have witnessed, even the lord cannot easily modify it.

So, after throwing away the invitation, Dean walked towards the hotel.

However, before reaching the hotel, Dean stopped and looked to his side.

"Eh yeah, your behavior is inappropriate!"

A figure standing in the corner sighed repeatedly.

First more~

The decadent dog had infusions and injections for four days, but still no improvement...

Seeing the dog's uncomfortable look, all kinds of uncomfortable feelings in the decadent heart! (To be continued.)

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