Chapter 273: The Gray Mist Recedes

What is a legend?

In Morea's mind, just like his father Ans Orr, can be called a legend!

After wandering around, I saw a power dragon, and I felt that I could be an opponent in the future, so I beat him and dragged it back to raise it. Or if you are bored, go to the abyss to hone your martial skills, kill a few demon lords, and bring back the corpses as tree manure.

Or like Ron, the human swordsman who taught him swordsmanship, although he was born ordinary and has a humble bloodline, he was unwilling to be mediocre, and he continued to improve himself, challenging and breaking his own limits again and again.

Even if he has broken through to the legend and has the power to create a country, he still sticks to his heart, is not moved by foreign objects, tempers himself in life and death, and constantly challenges all kinds of powerful beings.

"The legend just now, should be regarded as the bottom group among their human beings." Hearing Morea's words, Fiona showed a hint of ridicule.

"The human race always likes to take shortcuts, and they have developed a lot of opportunistic secret techniques, potions, rituals and the like." Fiona explained in a low voice, "That human legend just now should have used foreign objects. Forcibly breaking through to the legend, his various abilities are weaker than the legend who breaks through by himself."

"Oh, I said, it turns out to be a parallel importer, no wonder it's weak like this." Morea smiled, her face a little better.

"He is a pseudo-legend. He seems to have the coercion of a legend and the space ability of a legend. In fact, it is a lot weaker than a normal legend. This kind of pseudo-legend has no special opportunities and can only stay at the first-rank legend. Can't go any further."

"Among human beings, are there many such pseudo-legends?"

"There are many. Among the legends of mankind, if you choose three randomly, one of them is this kind of pseudo-legend. When human beings break through, they like to use foreign objects too much, and there are very few humans who rely on their own breakthroughs."

"Yeah!" Morea nodded and understood. Looking at the group of giant dragons flying out of the castle below, looking at the completion of his task, it seems that they have scavenged a lot of treasures in this castle and gained a lot of benefits.

"Go, go back to Fort Patrick!"

...

"I'm exhausted." Kaslana, who was wearing a robe and had a gentle temperament, breathed softly and watched as a paladin team entered the territory of the Kingdom of Bavaria. Moving forward quickly.

"Brother Morea's bow is really powerful!" Jinlong Yujie sighed as she looked at the big bow in her hand, which was one size smaller than hers, "But it is too much consumption, every time the arrows are condensed, It feels like it's about to take me out."

Hearing Jinlong Yujie's compliments, the sunbow bow in her hand vibrated slightly. The ancient gods and civilizations that seemed to be decorative on the bow were indefinitely destroyed, and a joyful emotion was transmitted to Kaslana's spiritual perception.

"The legendary weapon that has begun to condense self-awareness." Kaslana couldn't help sighing when she felt this joyful emotion, "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to use this legendary weapon!"

At this time, Jinlong Yujie felt the gap between herself and Morea. Although they were both golden dragons, the gap between blood levels was a difference between clouds and mud, not to mention her family background. Her grandfather seemed to be even with others Mother can't beat it.

Such a gap made Jinlong Yujie a little disheartened, but Morea's act of handing over the weapons to her for use made her hope again.

"Om!" Just when Jinlong Yujie thought about how likely it was that she and Morea could lay eggs together, the sunbow in her hand vibrated gently, and then it became stronger and stronger, and finally broke free of Jinlongyujie. The palm of his hand turned into a long rainbow and sank into the body of a young man with black hair and golden pupils not far away.

"Murray, you're back? You've killed all those nobles." Kaslana looked in the direction where the sunbow turned light away, and suddenly saw Murray who had just crossed the space door and appeared not far away. ya,

A gentle smile appeared on his face.

"It's all been cleaned up." Morea looked at the tall and long-legged royal sister whose breath fluctuated a little, with a hint of concern on her face: "Is my bow not good?"

Hearing Moreya's question, Kaslana hadn't answered yet. The bowstring of the sunbow that had already fallen into her body shook, making a slightly dissatisfied trembling sound, causing a streak to appear in the air around Moreya's body. Waves visible to the naked eye.

Kaslana, who heard the trembling sound of the sunbow, let out a light laughter like a wind chime, "The sunbow is very powerful and easy to use, but every time you open the bow and condense the arrows, it consumes too much power. Makes me a little overwhelmed."

"Well, that's good!" Morea nodded. The demon knight he sheltered was assassinated, and he took a group of dragons to find the place. Naturally, he would not forget those paladins.

He cleared the way for so many paladins, and of course he would be treated the same in the future, so he gave the sunbow to the golden dragon royal sister and entrusted Kaslana to temporarily pave the way for those paladins for him.

In order to allow Kaslana to use the sunbow, Morea calmed her ignorant consciousness for a while.

However, it seems that although Kaslana can use his sunbow with his consent, it seems to be a bit disadvantageous and consumes a lot of money. After all, it is Morea's weapon, and the strength attributes do not match. The process of condensing arrows , the power loss is very large.

But it's not enough without borrowing the Sunbow. Just relying on her own strength, Jinlong Yujie can't hit very far. Only by using the Sunbow can she hit the farthest attack and open up the longest shortcut for the paladins.

"Your Excellency the Golden Dragon!" Just as Morea was about to have a good chat with Kaslana, the supreme commander of the Patrick Fortress fell from the city wall as high as a mountain, looking at Morea with a trace of apprehension and anticipation. After all, he sold all those nobles for Morea's promise, so he was very guilty.

Except for Morea, he most hoped that the nobles he betrayed would die. The intelligence information that Kaslana passed on to Morea was what he told Jinlong Yujie.

"Don't worry, it's all settled." Looking at the general's uneasy face, Morea said.

"Huh!" The general breathed a sigh of relief when he got Moreya's answer. "It seems that the king doesn't pay attention to those nobles, and only sent a soul-level to deal with other nobles to prevent them from complaining."

"No, on the contrary, your king takes it seriously and sent a pseudo-legend to protect them. But he finally left, leaving me to deal with the scum at will."

"..." Hearing Morea's words, the general was stunned.

Just when the general wanted to ask something, a shout of joy rang out above the city wall.

"The gray fog is gone!"