Chapter 313 Fully Armed

Crown returned to the mansion and checked the work of the tamers.

After the inspection, Fokine and Buster went out together as usual, while Arcturus returned to the bear's den and continued to work hard.

Feeling the moon dew flowing back continuously along the invisible channel, Crown smiled with satisfaction.

It's like buying a stock. Regardless of whether it goes up or down, it feels best to get dividends every day.

He sat in his chair and thought back to his conversation with Flanders.

As a physically strong man with normal physiology, he is not averse to finding a female companion.

It's just that he is now at the Silver level, and it is very likely that he will be reproductively isolated from the other party. If you want to leave Chinese seeds in this world, it may not go well.

After thinking for a while, he put the problem aside. There must be a way to reach the mountain before the car, and it was not worth worrying about such a thing.

In my previous life, as a new young man who had been severely beaten by society, I didn't have a strong desire to get married. It was no big deal that I had no offspring.

He could see clearly that the reason why the McLean family took the initiative to marry him was because they valued his development.

Without the aura of a silver-level powerhouse, he would be no different from the dust on the roadside in the eyes of those people.

He doesn't hate the other person's utilitarianism. If he were to put himself in the other person's shoes, he would probably think the same way. Emotions without any utilitarian thoughts are just fairy tales.

"As a human being, you have to rely on yourself after all."

Crown sighed, activated the time hourglass, and released bullet time.

For him, marriage is also a spice of life. Unless he stands at the top of the world and has no way forward, experience is his most lasting motivation.

"I also want to taste what it's like to be a god, so cheer up."

The Barbarian Bone Breathing Technique was activated, and the silver dragon appeared happily.

After entering the fifth level, the bloodline shadow is much more agile than before, and its range of activities is much wider.

If anyone is present at this time, they will notice a hot cloud rising above his head, and the fiery breath is turbulent around his body, but the range is limited to a one-meter radius around his body.

The air flow is close to colorless. If the observer has enough eyesight, he can see that the clouds gather and disperse from time to time. They gather like a long dragon sucking water and disperse like a canopy covering the body.

When the sands of time in the time hourglass were exhausted and bullet time could no longer be sustained, he paused his breathing method and took out the golden spirit coins to absorb spiritual essence to replenish his spiritual power.

The sand was filled again at that time, and he continued to practice the breathing method, repeating the cycle.

When most of his physical strength was exhausted, Crown stopped transporting energy and blood. When his body returned to calm, he summoned the golden wall.

Last night, the Barbarian Bone Breathing Technique advanced. He was only happy and forgot to verify his original guess - the fifth-level breathing method and the fourth-level golden light spell can complement each other with maximum efficiency.

Remembering the proficiency of the two skills, he closed his eyes.

Then a faint spiritual light emitted from the body, as if the moonlight was shining into the house, making it peaceful and peaceful. .

A gecko poked its head out of the window, and in its wide-open eyes, a jade rabbit rose in the east.

The full moon in the visualization exuded a cold spirit. When Kroun's body also felt the coldness, the full moon fell into the Tianmu point between the eyebrows.

The full moon shone silently in the mud ball, and the consciousness seemed to have brushed away a layer of dust, and I felt extremely refreshed.

Then the moon fell down, passed through the body in a straight line and fell into the Tanzhong point, moving to the left and settling in the heart.

The cathode and the yang are rising, and the cold full moon is shining with a little red brilliance, sweeping across with the force of a prairie fire. In an instant, the moonlight turns into sunlight, blends with the heart, and shines brightly.

Kroun's consciousness was elevated, and he was meditating without sadness or joy. The body is a world of its own, isolated from the outside world. The heart is like a blazing sun, illuminating the internal organs of the body with warmth.

Five minutes later, the red sun moved horizontally to Tanzhong point, fell into the Dantian below the navel, and golden light came out through the body.

The golden light shone in the room, and the gecko's eyes outside the window were stung. It felt as if it was midsummer suddenly, and a rolling heat wave hit its face, and it immediately retracted its head to avoid it.

At the end of a great week of visualization, Crown stopped and summoned the golden wall.

[Golden Light Spell: 51836/300000; Level 4]

[Barbarian Bone Breathing Method: 119/80000; Level 5]

Just now, it took about seventeen minutes to visualize the Golden Light Spell for a full cycle, and my proficiency increased by 29 points.

A few days ago, this value was 24 points, which is equivalent to a few steps of 20%.

Five more points can be gained from one visualization, and five visualizations are equivalent to the previous six. This improvement in efficiency is commendable.

Kroun closed his eyes with a smile and continued to visualize.

The spring breeze passed through the treetops, the branches swayed, and a drizzle began to fall outside the window.

If the sky were not obscured by gray fog, it would definitely appear to be a quiet time.

Flanders House, guest room.

Eliza was wearing a white silk nightgown, lying facelessly on the bed, revealing a valley of spring light under her collarbone.

She rested her chin on her hands and blinked:

"Sister Freya, how do you feel about that guy? If you like it, I can quit."

Green fingers smoothed the long hair scattered in front of her forehead. Freya's eyes were a little dazed and unwilling:

"We all understand that this time it is the family that takes the initiative to get married. If the other party is really that good, it is the other party who picked us.

I don’t like this feeling of being picked out as goods, nor do I like this feeling of powerlessness of not being able to control my destiny. "

As she spoke, she bit her silver teeth lightly.

She was also born directly, but her mother died young and her father found a new love. Although her stepmother did not treat her harshly, she did not feel any warmth in her heart.

A few years ago, a man walked into her world, and she felt the sweetness of being loved.

Although the other party's family background is considered prominent, it is slightly shabby compared to the McLean family.

In order to be with her beloved, she worked hard, hoping to go further on the path of transcendence, hoping to be able to control her own destiny in the future.

"I'm a little tired after running all day. You can go back and rest."

Freya's tone was still cold and she issued an order to expel guests.

tired? A third-level transcendent can walk for two days and two nights without feeling tired!

"Good night," Eliza curled her lips secretly, wrinkled her nose and left.

After leaving the room, her expression softened.

The larger the family, the more difficult it is for marriage to be independent, and there will always be various benefits in exchange.

Eliza felt that since she couldn't completely make the decision, it would be nice to be able to choose a better one.

Today, her opinion of her marriage partner is neither good nor bad.

But the other party was a silver-level transcendent, and this alone satisfied her.

In a world where power belongs to oneself, strength is the best pass.

Now that she found out that Freya seemed to have an unintentional marriage, she felt much better.

But she won't take it lightly. Who knows if today's conversation was a smoke bomb set by the other party.

"Dong, dong"

Plimpton knocked lightly on the dark walnut door of the study, and a shadow was reflected on the smooth board.

Flanders put down the book he was holding and said, "Come in."

"crunch"

The door rubbed against the ground, making a very small sound, but it was clearly audible to the ears of the two Silver-level extraordinary beings.

"Uncle, this door needs maintenance."

Plimpton smiled, pulled up a chair and sat opposite the archbishop.

"If you get used to it, if it doesn't make any noise, it will feel like something is missing.

Did you come here so late to ask Croun what he thought of Elisa and the others? "

Plimpton nodded slightly and said:

"Eliza and she both have excellent conditions. It is impossible for the McLean family to refuse the goodwill of the other party."

There was a certainty in his tone, as if he had everything under control.

"Crown did not refuse."

"If it's convenient, I'd like to spar with him. Some people have enough realm, but lack real combat effectiveness.

There is no need to impose any restrictions. I control my power very accurately and will not hurt the opponent at all. "

Flanders laughed. He stared at the opposite person who looked elegant and confident, but was actually aloof, and whispered:

"No problem, I also want to know about Crown's current combat effectiveness."

"You'll make the arrangements?"

"No need, just tell him directly tomorrow."

"That's fine," Plimpton stood up calmly, "Uncle, I'm going back to rest. Good night."

Flanders raised his head and asked, "Do I need to tell you who Crown's choice is?"

"Has he already chosen?"

Plimpton turned back with a hint of contempt on his lips.

'It's really ugly to make a choice so quickly without asking about their temperaments, backgrounds and preferences.

A country bumpkin who has never seen the world will not be able to make it to the big stage even if he reaches the silver rank. ’

"No, it makes no difference to me who the other party chooses. My task is to test the other party's potential, and then give him resources that match his own value as a dowry for the McLean family."

The door opened and was gently closed. Flanders frowned slightly and said to himself:

"I thought you were polite when we first met, but you are actually very arrogant at heart. Maybe you don't think highly of my uncle."

Hamers mining area, miners' dormitory.

There were countless wine glasses scattered in the room, and the smell of ale and foot odor were everywhere.

Several miners burped from wine and walked in arm-in-arm.

A miner with dirty gray hair said drunkenly: "Dai Si, it's so late, why are you sitting on the edge of the bed and staring?"

"You don't know, today a miner unearthed a piece of cold jade and received a reward of two thousand gold coins.

The bastard Dai Si was there at that time, so he was so jealous that he couldn't sleep, right? "

"Haha," the gray-haired miner walked into Dais, patted him on the shoulder, and muttered:

"Go to sleep, I often get rich in my dreams.

You don't have a copper coin in savings. If you don't go to the mine tomorrow, you will have to drink the northwest wind. "

Dais didn't answer. He stared at the wall very calmly, motionless.

The miners lay down on the Datong bunk one after another, and after a while, they started snoring.

There was only a faint light from an oil lamp, accompanying Dais as he sat quietly.

It was late at night, there was drizzle outside the window, and a beast roar came from a distant place, barely audible.

There was not much kerosene left in the oil lamp, and the flame gradually became weaker.

Dais's body was suddenly pricked by countless small needles like a bag filled with water, and blood spurted out in all directions.

The blood is like a dense fishing net, entangling the sleeping miners and drilling into their bodies along the holes.

Some miners felt uncomfortable and woke up from their sleep. They wanted to shout loudly, but more blood poured into their mouths.

The sound of retching resounded and quickly died away.

In the end, Dais stopped spewing blood, and his body began to melt like a wax statue when it was heated, and finally turned into a pool of bloody mud.

Soon after, the sleepy miners opened their eyes one after another, silently left the bed, opened the door and walked outside.

The night was only half over, and there was still a long time before the sun would rise.

Early morning, Flanders Mansion training ground.

The nascent sun sent out waves of growth rings, leaving a shadow on the equipment at the edge of the training ground.

Plimpton was wearing a piece of shining silver armor, and his whole person was full of heroic spirit.

This armor is mixed with mithril and thorium, and has very good toughness and high strength.

Conch patterns can be seen on the armor, which is a high-level enchanted armor with a moonstone inlaid on the chest.

After activating the armor's enchantment circle, you can speed up the breathing method, improve the armor's defense, and increase the explosive power of the life source.

Ordinary enchanted armor can only enhance defense. On the mainland, there is a secret technique of forging that increases the explosive power of the knight's life source. Apart from the various divine churches, only the McClain family has it.

A one-handed sword was held in his hand, emitting a cold light.

On the guard of the sword, a pale golden thorium ball shines, and the pale shadow of the dragon is vaguely visible.

This is a soul-infused weapon, smelted from a giant frost dragon.

Flanders frowned slightly when he saw his attire:

"It's just a sparring session, isn't it?"

Are you wearing all your belongings on your body? ! Be a human being!

"Equipment is also a part of strength. Using my strongest combat effectiveness is also a form of respect for the fighters participating in the competition."

Plimpton smiled lightly and continued:

"In real battle, of course, you use everything you can use."

Eliza and Freya learned about the competition between Silver-ranked extraordinary people, and came to the training ground early to prepare to watch the battle.

Freya echoed: "My cousin is right, the good equipment possessed by extraordinary people is also part of our strength. Fighting is not a child's play, how can we fight with our own hands and feet?"

Eliza retorted: "This is just a friendly discussion."

She felt that her cousin was simply using his power to overwhelm others. Is it because Kroun was younger than when he advanced to Silver?

Inexplicably, Elisa was a little worried, and secretly prayed in her heart, hoping that the other party would not lose too ugly.

Not to mention that the four people at the training ground were chatting, and at this moment, Kroun happened to get off the carriage:

"Harry, since you have become a third-level transcendent, the Archbishop should let you go out to do things."

He thought he didn't need to accompany these people anymore today, and was just about to train a few animals, but the archbishop's attendant came to invite him again.

"The archbishop said that after the war starts, he will find an opportunity to let me go out to do things."

"Well, the archbishop is very kind to you. At the beginning of the war, we don't know the intensity of the war or the enemy's methods, so the risk is relatively high.

Waiting until the tug-of-war breaks out before letting you out will ensure safety. "

"Yes, the Archbishop takes good care of me," Harry smiled and said:

"Your Excellency, please come this way. The Archbishop and the others are waiting for you at the training ground."