Chapter 367 I'm Coming

After the puncture of the palm of Old Thor's hand, it healed immediately.

The healing power of the Earth Knight's body is terrifying. And the sharpness of the bloodthirsty monster that can easily stab the Earth Knight's body is also terrifying.

As Old Thor's blood stained the handle of the bloodthirsty monster's axe, the scales of the axe handle were retracted, and a faint red light appeared on the surface of the axe.

Blood red and enchanting, similar to the light of Luther's bloodthirsty battle axe, but much dimmer.

"Hold it, Thor." Count Pompey said, breathing a little heavier. The rest of the people were also much more nervous.

Bloodline verification.

All the awakeners before passed this verification, but they could not awaken the bloodthirsty monster, so the next step is the key.

Old Thor nodded and held the axe handle solemnly.

However, there was no effect. The red light on the axe of the bloodthirsty monster gradually dimmed, and finally returned to its original appearance, dim, like an ordinary battle axe.

"Ah."

Dozens of sighs sounded, including Count Pompeii, everyone was very disappointed and tired, even Thor failed, it seemed that the bloodthirsty monster could only continue to sleep.

Old Thor was also very sorry, such a good axe, even if it was broken, it was a legendary weapon, the war was imminent, it was too pitiful not to be able to use it.

Me.

But Old Thor did not have the Count Pompeii family, the persistence of bloodthirsty monsters, and the persistence of the first generation of Count Pompeii, so it was just regret, nothing else.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Old Thor shrugged and turned his head and said.

"It doesn't matter, we are used to it." Count Pompeii took a deep breath, calmed down, and smiled again.

His psychological quality is very strong.

"Thor, you stay in Pompeii for a while and enjoy the beauties and food of Pompeii." At this time, Old Thor had come back, and Count Pompeii patted Old Thor on the shoulder and invited him.

"And good wine." Knight Ace, with his chest exposed and many braids on his head, said with a smile.

"Thank you for your invitation, but Prussia is at war now, and I have to go back to join the war." Old Thor shook his head and rejected the earl's invitation.

"That's a pity." Count Pompey showed regret.

"Let's go." Lady Frost Aisha stretched her waist, turned around and walked out first, her high heels clattering.

"What a great figure." Knight Ace looked at Lady Frost's hips and showed a greedy look.

The wizards proved that as long as the bloodline is not within three generations, the children born will be fine, so people in this world do not taboo marriage with the same surname.

Knight Ace has been coveting Lady Frost for more than one or two days, which is something that everyone in the Pompey family knows.

Unfortunately, the flowers have intentions, but the water is ruthless.

Lady Frost prefers gentlemen, not rough people.

A small episode.

The group passed through the gate and walked out. Mr. Earl was the last to leave. He took a deep look at the bloodthirsty monster, sighed, and closed the door himself.

The group walked out of the basement and came to the hall. And Luther had been waiting for a long time.

On the lawn outside the castle, the children were happily playing eagle catching chickens.

Luther looked at Old Sol, who shrugged and said, "Failed."

Luther thought, I knew it a long time ago. But this must not be said. Luther looked at the big men, then walked up carefully and said to Count Pompey, "Your Excellency, can I try?"

Dozens of pairs of eyes immediately turned to Luther.

The owners of these eyes are either great knights, great wizards, titled knights, or magicians, hey.

As a new intermediate elite knight, Luther immediately felt Alexander.

Luther lowered his head slightly and behaved well.

The family tradition of the Pompey family is very good, and no one is furious. But Lady Frost laughed out loud, "Child, according to normal theory, the stronger the person, the more likely he is to awaken the artifact. A bunch of great knights and titled knights are not good enough, so you'd better forget it."

"Auntie will take you to play and introduce you to beautiful girls." Lady Frost liked Luther more, stepped forward and held Luther's hand, then turned to ask Old Thor, "Thor, I understand that you want to join the war, but he won't have to join the war, right? Let him stay and play with me for a few days."

There is a saying that goes, if you don't play with a child, then what's the point of having a child.

Luther now feels like that kind of child.

Am I a toy?

Old Thor looked at the Eagle King on Luther's shoulder and thought, "I'm sorry, if Luther didn't join the war, I really wouldn't dare to go. What if I'm alone and get eaten by others?"

Of course, he couldn't say that on the surface, and Old Thor was very familiar with Luther's character. If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't say what he just said.

Old Thor nodded to Luther, meaning that I support you, do it with confidence.

After receiving the signal, Luther was relieved. Then he looked up at Lady Frost, who was tall and wearing high heels. From this angle, he could just see the giant beast.

Luther couldn't help but glance at her, but he said calmly: "I can play with you. I also like beautiful girls. But let's talk about it later."

After a pause, Luther said seriously: "You also said that it was based on common sense. But now there are so many of you, and no one can awaken the bloodthirsty monster, so common sense obviously doesn't make sense. Maybe awakening the bloodthirsty monster requires something else."

"For example, an excellent junior. And my talent is better than my father."

Luther held his head high and boasted confidently.

His talent is obviously ordinary.

The password cannot be spoken out. Although the people of the Pompeii family look very kind and have a good family style. But if everyone knows the password, can the bloodthirsty monster still be Thor and his son?

So Luther gritted his teeth and boasted that I am more awesome than my father and more talented than my father.

I might have a chance.

Old Sol rolled his eyes. This son was just bragging.

But Count Pompey and the bigwigs of the Pompey family believed it. Old Sol's talent was definitely outstanding. Being able to become a Knight of the Earth was proof of that.

His son might be even better than him.

Bloodline was a very subtle thing.

And Luther was right. Bloodthirsty monsters were not necessarily common sense.

"Follow me." Count Pompey pondered for a moment and turned away.

Luther hurried to catch up. There was only one chance. If he missed it, he would have nothing. Old Sol also followed confidently. This son was reliable.

Others, such as Lady Frost, Knight Ace, etc., all looked at each other.

They thought Luther could not succeed.

I don't understand what happened to the Count.

But.

It's okay to watch the excitement.

Anyway, there's nothing to do.

So the group followed again.