Warhammer Wizard

The New Year is 2529 years.

Ren finished a batch of official duties in the collar, stretched out, and stood up from behind the desk.

He walked to the window and looked at his territory. The cold winter had passed, green grass tips appeared on a large area of ​​land, and the dry trees had regained their vitality.

"Spring is here!"

Ren murmured, and the explanation suddenly sounded in his mind: "Spring is here, everything is reviving, and it's the season of animal mating..."

Before I knew it, I had come to Alanus for the third year. The memory of the past life has become a little vague and a little distant, like a lifetime.

In fact, this is a world apart!

"Oh, I can't go back..."

In all fairness, my life in Ellenus was much better than in my previous life, more nourishing, more exciting, and more exciting. If there is an opportunity to return to Earth, he will definitely hesitate, but in the end, he should refuse.

Ren shook his head, put the inexplicable sadness behind his head, and left the window.

He walked out of the study all the way to the teleportation hall of the castle.

"boss."

The two Ultramarines and the half-team of Spear Wing Knights who were always beside the teleportation array shouted in unison.

"Well, it's hard work."

After Ren responded, he stepped into the teleportation array, and the scene in front of him changed and teleported to Fort Kong.

There are also two extreme warriors and spear wing knights guarding here. In their greetings, Ren passed through the passage and walked inside the fortress. Along the way, the few spear-wing knights he met all straightened their backs and saluted him respectfully.

From the fortress, a gust of cold wind blows.

Although it is already spring, it is still extremely cold on the Saine Plateau. In a year, half of the year is winter, and the canyon is covered with silver and snow.

Ren slightly wrapped his blood-colored cloak to block the cold wind, turned right through the exit of the fort's city wall, and entered the martial arts field.

Just arrived at the door of the martial arts field.

He heard the sound of fighting inside, mixed with the sound of weapons crashing, and turned around the wide corridor, and suddenly a huge training field with an area of ​​​​tens of thousands of square meters appeared in front of him.

The ground of the training ground is all paved with flat diamond rock, which is hard and durable.

At this moment, more than 200 spear-wing knights who have no patrol or guard duty are training hard in the martial arts field. According to their own establishment, every ten people are divided into a team, and each team has an Ultramarine as an instructor, holding a long sword, or fighting with each other to practice, or listening to the lecture next to the Ultramarine.

This is Ren's arrangement.

In addition to practicing shooting, the gun-wing knights must master an imperial swordsmanship, and the Ultramarines are the best instructors.

The Macragg people are all master swordsmen, and the Ultramarines are even more outstanding. Although they did not seriously learn the swordsmanship used by the Chinese military, the swordsmanship is the same. The gun wing knight is not difficult.

After nearly three months of practice, the Spearwing Knights have made great progress.

Several of the spear-wing knights who are particularly talented in swordsmanship have made rapid progress. If they only compete in swordsmanship, they are no worse than their instructors.

Ren was standing at the door of the training ground. Many ultramarines and spear-wing knights noticed his arrival and looked at him involuntarily.

However, Renn has repeatedly demanded serious discipline, and even himself cannot affect the training.

At the beginning, they were still not used to it, but after several severe punishments, everyone finally got used to it and continued their training.

Ren's gaze swept across each of the spearwing knights.

The Eye of Soul records everyone's status, fills it in the database, and refreshes it.

Compared with a few months ago, the souls of all the spear wing knights have grown a lot, and the 'dragon blood soul refining potion' made from green dragon blood has been distributed for two rounds. This rare soul refining potion can take effect for more than half a month in a single bottle. It is definitely one of the best training potions for a spear wing knight with only one level.

In addition to the dragon blood soul refining agent, Ren is not stingy in other aspects.

All kinds of potions to restore physical, mental, and soul power seem to be free for the spearwing knights to use. In just a few months, Renn invested more than 100,000 gold shields in potions alone!

In addition, there is equipment, everyone is equipped with a standard enchanted long sword.

Although there is only one "sharp" enchantment effect, one handle requires dozens of gold shields, plus a set of finely crafted armor for each person, even if there is no enchantment, one set is more than ten gold shields.

The most expensive is of course the submachine gun.

It takes tens of thousands of gold shields just to make the magic alloy for the submachine gun. The caseless ammunition consumed by the spear-wing knight in training and shooting every day is also a huge expense.

It can be said that in order to train an extraordinary armament of his own, Ren has almost emptied his money. Roughly, he has invested more than 300,000 gold shields.

You must know that the Silver Knights under the Duke of Silver Star consisted of 3,000 people, and the annual maintenance cost was only about one million gold shields.

But it's all worth it.

Ren looked at the database on his mobile phone. More than 70% of the 300 gun-wing knights had their soul strength increased by more than half. In two months, they should be able to enter the first soul ascension, and then fuse with new demons. Soul, rise to the second level.

The best dozen or so Spear Wing Knights are only one step away from ascending, and they should be born within a few days.

Ren has already made up his mind about the upgraded second demon soul of the Spear Wing Knight, but it has not yet been determined.

This requires a spear wing knight to cooperate and explore.

Ren looked at the training ground, and his eyes fell on a spear-winged knight about his age.

"Desen..."

If nothing else, he should become the first second-level spear wing knight.

This young man from the Principality of Kemer has the best potential and aptitude. Not only does he cultivate the fastest, but he also has a very high talent in swordsmanship.

At this time, Desen was holding a long sword and was fighting an extreme fighter.

The Ultramarine who fought against him was the pinnacle of the ninth level. Whether it was strength or speed, he was more than one level higher than Desen. There was a world of difference between the two.

However, with the long sword in his hand, Desen perfectly used the advantages of the imperial military swordsmanship. He defended the center line in front of him and kept his footsteps steady. Although he nearly broke the defense many times, he was still dangerously blocked. deadlocked.

when! when, when...

The two long swords collided intermittently, spattered sparks, and the sword shadows staggered between the two. This swordsmanship competition attracted more and more people's attention.

Ren was also amazed.

He remembered the sword match he had with Master Roger the year before. He also relied on the imperial army's swordsmanship to defend against Master Roger's attack, and finally tied.

However, I was using a mobile phone gyroscope and soul eye, and Desen had nothing.

If it is purely compared to swordsmanship talent, Desen may be even higher.

Under Ren's gaze, the Ultra Warrior couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly felt a little shameless. He couldn't help speeding up the attack rhythm, and his strength also increased unconsciously, making Desen very embarrassed to deal with it.

Ren found this, but didn't stop it.

The difference in strength between the two was too great, but Desen miraculously persisted for half a minute, shaky, but he was always able to recover at the crucial moment.

Dang!

With a sudden explosion, the long sword in Desen's hand was broken in two, and the Ultramarine was stunned for a moment.

And Desen seemed to have expected this for a long time. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's daze, he stooped forward, only half of the sword hilt hit the Ultramarine's abdomen, and he swiped gently, but did not cause any wounds. With the defense of the Ultramarines, even if he stood still and was beaten, it would be difficult for Desen to break the defense.

When the Ultramarines returned to God, it was too late to resist.

"Instructor, let it go."

Desen didn't show any color on his face, panting heavily, wiping the sweat off his head.

The Ultramarine on the opposite side felt a little ashamed, he had already lost this swordsmanship competition. In fact, he is not good at the imperial military swordsmanship. His usual weapon is a giant sword, and he is not used to a long sword, but if he loses, he loses, and there is no excuse.

"You won." The Ultramarine said with a complicated expression: "I have nothing to teach you about swordsmanship."

"It's all because the instructor taught me well." Desen looked humble.

Clap clap clap!

Ren clapped his palms and walked over, and said with a smile, "You two don't need to give in. This is a wonderful sword fight, and there is no winner or loser."

"Sir." Desen and the Ultramarines, as well as the surrounding squad of Spear Wing Knights, hurriedly saluted.

"Give me the sword."

Ren took the half of the hilt in Desen's hand, picked up the tip of the sword on the ground, put it together, activated the activated metal, and instantly restored it to its original state.

"Thank you sir." Desen is very grateful. This is his sword. He cherishes it very much at ordinary times.

"Well, keep working hard." Ren gave a few words of praise.

He found himself here, which would always affect their training, so it didn't take long.

As soon as he walked out of the training ground, an Ultramarine hurriedly greeted him. Seeing Ren, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Boss, the patriarch has sent a message from Astarte."

The patriarch in the Ultramarines' mouth is naturally Marius of Macragge.

Since the two sides formed an ally last year, Ren has purchased a batch of sound transmission meters from Modu and placed them in Astarte and Vajra Castle to facilitate communication with each other.

During this period, there were also Ultramarines who returned to the clan, but they were all at peace.

"What news?" Ren asked.

The Ultramarine handed over the sound meter, he pressed it, and the voice of Marius came out, "Your Excellency Count, Astarte has been attacked by the enemy, this time the situation is very serious, please come to Astarte. Let’s go and discuss countermeasures.”

Ren frowned.

For hundreds of years, Astartes has been attacked by other forces on the plateau almost every year, and it has long been accustomed to it.

With the pride of Marius, he would never ask himself for help unless he had to.

If he can describe it as serious, it can be seen that the matter is indeed not trivial.

Ren looked back at the training ground and thought, this might not be a bad thing. If Astarte is attacked, it will just allow the spear wing knights to hone in the real battle.

There is no extraordinary person who sees blood, no matter how good the training performance is, it is useless.

Ren replied to the voice meter: "Patriarch Marius, I'll be there soon."

He called the third team of Ultramarines and waved outside the fortress. Suddenly, several fiery dragons flew out of the cave on the rock wall, swooped into the canyon, and landed in front of him.

Everyone jumped on the back of the flying dragon, immediately soared into the air, and flew out of the canyon.

After passing through the cave on the rock wall, Ren's eyes swept inside, and there were more than a dozen fiery dragons inhabiting it.

In the past few months, the extreme warriors have regularly searched on the Saine Plateau, found the nests of three fiery dragons, and then came back and told Ren to tame them.

At present, all the fiery dragons add up to more than twenty.

One out of every three extreme warriors has his own flying dragon mount and obtains the fire affinity element.

Ren found a set of meditation methods from troll tribes and shaman priests from the Wezeland library and handed them over to the Ultramarines. Among them, some of the best ones can easily cast fire spells.

King Kong Castle is less than two hundred miles from Astarte.

The fire dragon only flew for more than an hour, and a majestic city like a staircase appeared in front.

Ren looked far into the distance. The plateau was still covered with snow, and his vision was blocked. He didn't find any groups of enemies.

The fire dragon landed on the temple platform at the highest point of Astartes.

"Your Excellency the Count."

Marius was already waiting here. In the cold winter, he was wearing thick fur, but he couldn't hide his incomparably strong body.

Ren stepped forward and shook hands with him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com asked directly, "Patriarch Marius, what happened?"

"The Count, please come with me."

Marius' face was not good-looking, and he took Ren and the Ultramarines down to the fourth floor of Astarte and entered a stone courtyard.

The yard was guarded by the Macragge, and everyone's faces and eyes were full of anger.

Ren saw at a glance that there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground.

All Macragh.

Ren immediately felt that the Ultramarines who followed behind became violent, and heard their voices.

The population of the Macragg tribe was originally small. There were only more than 3,000 people in total. A dozen people died at once, which is definitely not a small loss.

"What's going on?" Ren asked.

While questioning, he looked at the corpse of the Macragge, and suddenly found some clues.

These Macraggs suffered different attacks in their lifetime, including spell damage, beast bites, and spear penetrations. Judging from their clothes, they should have been raided when they were out on patrol, and the entire army was soon wiped out.

With the strength of the Macragg people, a dozen people traveled together, and unless they encountered a huge disparity of enemies on the Saine Plateau, they would not be killed so easily.

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