The Emerald Tower

The sighing figure, following Dean's gaze, did not come out.

But said like this--

"If I tell Lord Lord of this matter, what do you think Lord Lord would think, Your Excellency Eddy?"

The words are full of abuse and threats.

However, in the next moment, such joking and threats turned into panic.

Because, a tremendous force appeared on his body, causing his body to come out uncontrollably, and came straight to Dean.

This is a young man, just like the other young people on De Canlon.

Strong and tall.

The only difference is that there is a burst of energy in the opponent.

This is the first time Dean has seen it.

De Canlon's power system favors weapons, armor, and muscles that can use weapons and armor.

It was the first time Dean had seen this energy in his body.

It is precisely because of this that Dean will give the other party a chance to follow and speak.

Otherwise, Dean doesn't mind letting the other party disappear silently.

"What do you think he would think?"

Dean looked down at the young man in front of him.

The opponent struggled again and again, but there was no effect at all.

Immediately, a wry smile appeared on the young man's face.

"I have no ill intentions, Lord Ed, I am also the representative of Windmill City this time!"

The other party said repeatedly.

"Oh? Do you think I should believe it?"

Dean looked at the opponent, his mind shifted slightly, and the force that restrained the opponent increased by more than one layer. Suddenly, a painful expression appeared on the opponent's face.

"Tell me your identity and the source of your body's strength!"

Dean said lightly.

When the other party heard Dean's words. It was just as if struck by lightning.

"how do you know?!"

The voice of the other party was almost squeezed out between the teeth, while the palm of the other party was squeezed tightly and stretched toward the long sword at the waist.

only. This action was only half completed, and the restraint force suddenly increased. Just let the other party's movements have to stop.

"I'll give you another chance!"

Dean said this, and then his eyes were full of pressure and murderous intent.

Facing such coercion and killing intent, the other party just persisted for less than a second before saying everything.

"The'real me' genre?"

After the other party finished speaking, a weird look appeared on Dean's face.

The genre of true self is a genre that goes against the status quo of De Canlon.

Do not emphasize the strength of weapons and armors, but emphasize yourself.

even. It once caused an uproar in De Canlon, but was eventually wiped out by the original genre.

Therefore, from the bright surface to the underground.

Secretly develop and grow.

The other party named Court is one and the person in charge of Windmill City. Similarly, the other party is also one of the representatives of this time.

None of these parties lied.

The reason why the opponent contacted Dean was only to see Dean's ‘potential’ and wanted Radion to join the group.

If it weren't for Merdili's sake, Dean wouldn't mind joining some secretive organizations, but now it's not possible.

"You go!"

Thought of this. Dean said to each other.

"what?"

The other party was taken aback.

"Don't want to go?"

Dean raised his brow.

The opponent immediately saluted Dean, turned and ran.

Seeing the disappearing back of the other person, Dean shook his head. Back to the hotel.

No words for a night.

On the next morning, people who represented the Windmill City to the Capital City to participate in the "War God Festival" gathered in the military camp next to the City Lord's Mansion.

A huge airship appeared there.

Unlike the Thunder that Dean has seen, this airship does not have the so-called space folding technology, nor does it have the speed of the Thunder.

But it also surprised Dean.

The huge volume and the propeller extending from the side of the cabin all indicate the different development of De Canlon to the utensils.

"Maybe it will develop into a technological plane, but it's not necessarily!"

Dean guessed like this.

Then, walking towards the team of representatives of Windmill City without stopping, it was easy to find, because Dean saw Court.

but. As Dean walked in, the faces of those contestants became strange.

Dinner party for Lord Santo. Dean didn't show up alone last night.

Although the city lord did not say anything, his face was ugly at that time. Everyone is still fresh.

And the original thoughts of wanting to make friends with Dean all converged.

Dean is strong.

But it will definitely not be better than Lord City Lord.

What's more, they have agreed to the invitation of Lord City Lord and joined the guards of Windmill City.

The different stances made Dean distinct from each other and the others.

And the middle-aged butler who arranged the matter became less polite and polite to Dean.

But Dean didn't care.

After glancing at the court in the team without a trace, Dean boarded the airship directly, found a corner and sat down, closing his eyes and rested.

"I don't know what to do!"

The middle-aged butler snorted coldly.

Before the airship set off, the city owner was late, but he didn't even look at Dean, just thinking about what the other contestants were saying.

Obviously, the city owner had already ignored Dean.

As for whether it will retaliate?

That is also obvious.

Dean could clearly feel the malice of the city lord towards him.

Even Dean could imagine that the other party would do something to him after the "War God Sacrifice" was over.

It is nothing more than suppressing or looking for a stronger one to challenge him.

Then, take advantage of the situation and then abolish him and so on.

In response, Dean smiled.

If he really is from De Canlon, his future may be bleak, but Dean is not.

Therefore, the idea of ​​the Lord of the City is destined to fail.

Buzzing!

The propeller began to spin, and the lord of Windmill City stepped off the airship-as the lord of one party, he could not go to the capital in person when he was not summoned.

therefore. Can only be represented by his own butler.

The airship rose into the sky.

After adjusting the direction slightly, he flew away thinking of the direction of the capital.

In the airship, each contestant got a room for two. Only Dean was thrown into the corner and ignored.

It is truly ignored.

Whether it is the contestants or the staff of the airship. He didn't even look at Dean directly.

From Windmill City to the capital, the airship needs to fly continuously for one day and one night.

After the hurried end of the day's itinerary, only the people on duty were left, except for the sound of the propellers in the entire airship, there was only a burst of grunts.

At this time, a figure cautiously walked out of the room and approached Dean.

"Your Excellency Ed!"

Court looked at Dean, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner with the blanket over him. Called softly.

Dean opened his closed eyes and glanced at each other, but did not speak.

"During the'War God Sacrifice' in the capital city, there will be strong people of our'true self' genre participating, showing the world that everyone's body is the strongest!"

The other party said in a low voice.

"Why tell me?"

Dean glanced at the other person with such a meaning in his eyes.

"Because we want to get help from Lord Ed!"

The other party said frankly.

"Why should I help you?"

Dean looked at each other funny.

"Because we are all of the genre of the'real self'... The technique you used yesterday is definitely not something that can be achieved with weapons and armor, and the same is not the technique of any genre I know! That is only to develop self. Afterwards. The resulting'real self' ability! Moreover, it is an extremely powerful'real self'! With your help, our plan will be even smoother!"

Court looked at Dean with piercing eyes. Definitely said.

"The ‘real me’ ability? It seems to be! But I won’t help you!"

Dean said this after thinking about it.

The ‘real self’ abilities described by the other party are very broad. According to Godez’s power system, the body-building secrets can be regarded as ‘real self’ abilities.

The secrets of skills and so on are genres such as weapons and armor.

In Dean's view.

Whether it is the secret of bodybuilding or the secret of technique, it is indispensable.

Starting from the foundation of one person, the bodybuilding secret technique is the best aid, which can make people stronger and faster. Will be tougher.

After reaching a certain level, the secret technique is needed.

There are only secret techniques. Only then can that powerful body exert its due strength and speed.

The two should be complementary to each other, and should not be opposed.

And obviously. Regardless of those weapon genres, or the so-called ‘true self’ genre, they always think they are right.

Then, oppose each other.

Then, it should be because of the hostility of incompatible ideas.

In the end, nature is an endless battle.

Dean had already smelled such a breath from the simple words of the other party.

And he definitely didn't want to participate in such a meaningless battle.

"Why? You are also a member of the ‘true me’ genre!"

The other person's expression was incredible.

It seemed that Dean had made a big mistake.

However, Dean responded in silence.

No answer was given.

After the silence lasted for about three seconds, the other party sighed helplessly.

"Well! Since your Excellency Ed. You have a choice, then I won't force it! But I hope you can abide by the honor of a hero and don't tell these things out!"

The other party nodded helplessly.

"Speak out? Someone has to talk to me too!"

Dean laughed.

Hearing such words, the other party nodded subconsciously.

He saw the attitude of everyone on the airship towards Dean.

Those people will definitely not talk to Dean~www.readwn.com~ As for Dean, he takes the initiative to talk to each other?

Even the most truthful words may be regarded as nonsense, right?

Thinking of this, Court returned to the room with confidence.

Looking at the other person's back, Dean narrowed his eyes.

He felt a slight killing intent on the opponent.

Not after he refused, but from the moment he boarded the airship.

"What are you going to do?"

Dean muttered to himself.

ps second more~

Thank you for the prodigal son, turtle0920, the reward of the starting point coin, and the reward of the 10 starting point coin of Fei Biao in the altar~~~ Decadent bow again and thank you~~~ (to be continued.)