Chapter 244: There are also villains and heroes
Fokas became a knight of the four rings, and his wish was fulfilled.
Wilson, who believed in Berlandi, must have been shocked when he learned the news.
Yeats still has to work hard before he can become a hero with five rings.
The most urgent task is to become a four-ring knight first.
Yeats stayed one night at Cranberry Castle, and the next day, with Ailee saying goodbye, he rode with Calvin and Furcas to Edinburgh, the capital of the north.
Four-ring knights can fly with the help of fighting spirit, which is one of the symbols of the four-ring knights, but they can only fly long distances after becoming five-ringed knights.
After a day of getting along, Yeats had a preliminary understanding of Calvin, the young marquis.
Thomas devoted all his efforts to the training of his beloved son. Under his cultivation, Calvin showed the virtues of humility, honesty, and bravery as a knight. He killed the king-level monster Chimera alone, which is enough to show that Thomas The training is very effective.
Four-ringed knights under the age of twenty are rare in the entire Atrium Continent, and they will be Yeats' worthy opponents in the competition.
In August, the sun shines through the clouds onto the vast green grasslands and rolling hills, and the streams meander to the oak forests. It was dusk, and the sunset was magnificent. Forcas reined in the reins and said in deep thought:
"Master, we can see Edinburgh before sunset. We will stay in the territory of the Duke of Alba for one night and change tomorrow." You can reach London by riding the Hippogriff."
Calvin thought about his thoughts and said softly:
"I wonder if the Scarlet Society has penetrated into Edinburgh..."
"What did you say?" Yeats said casually.
Calvin hesitated for a while and said:
"I was thinking about the Scarlet Society and the Vampires. A while ago, a Vampire wanted to cooperate with my father, but my father rejected him."
Yeats was surprised and said: "Your father even told you such a thing?"
Gall Wen nodded and said solemnly: "My father, Duke Thomas, is a very upright man. He defeated Duke Hadrow in an upright manner and kept Wick Harbor in order. He will not allow the vampires to taint his hard work. "
Yeats said: "What is the content of the cooperation? "
Calvin said honestly: "I asked my father, but he didn't want to tell me."
Yeats said thoughtfully: "You have the virtue of a knight, and I tell you honestly, before A while ago, a vampire sneaked into Chenshuang Ridge."
Calvin asked in surprise: "What happened next? Did that vampire talk to you in person?"
Ye Zhi said with a smile. "He may have wanted to talk to me at the time, but I started too quickly and he couldn't say anything anymore."
Calvin's eyes became a little admiring: "Not all lords dare to fight against the vampires Yes, some lords simply swallowed their anger and allowed the Scarlet Society to take root in their territories.”
Yeats glanced at the blond knight who looked very similar to Thomas: "So, I made the same choice as your father?"
"So, you are as worthy of my learning and respect as my father. !" Calvin nodded seriously.
"Master, Duke Thomas, was a good friend of your father." Forkas suddenly spoke.
Yeats was startled. This was the first time he heard this old news. According to Forcas, after the victory at Morning Frost Ridge, White Night City should have belonged to the Duke of Brondi, who had a distinguished military career.
But at that time, Hadlow, Berlandi, and Thomas were arguing. Finally, the Golden Lion King asked the three to compete in archery. The target was kept backwards. Whoever did not miss the target in the end would win. White Night City.
"Hadro had a reckless temper and missed the target in a short while. He was so angry that he broke his bow and arrow. Your father and Thomas competed from day to dusk, until the target was too far away to see, but they still didn't miss the target."
Yeats said: "In the end, Duke Brondi lost?"
Forcas said: "Yes, because your father never saw that Thomas had this kind of archery skill, and felt that he had made a mistake. Seeing that the two of them were good friends, they voluntarily abstained. "
"What happened next?"
"Thomas also abstained from the game. In the end, Thomas got lucky."
Yeats said helplessly: "In such a big White Night City, wouldn't it be too childish to just use guessing to decide the ownership?"
Calvin said: "Father said that major events in history may occur in one day." In an instant, it was completed in a ridiculous form."
Yeats was startled, looked around at the repetitive scenery, and frowned:
"Don't you think that when we were chatting just now, we were always talking. Are you going in circles?"
The hills have covered the last rays of the setting sun. Before the night comes, the sky turns into a grayish purple color. Calvin's face also changes, and his voice is indescribably hoarse: "This oak tree Lin, we were here just now.”
Yeats' suspicion quickly emerged in his mind.
The representative spell of high-level illusionists, illusion!
This illusion can create a real landscape, and in the hands of a cunning illusionist, it can be as effective as breaking a wall!
Yeats's eyes lit up with the purple light of the Thousand Eyes of Illusion, trying to detect the surrounding scene, but it only caused ripples in the illusion and failed to shake the foundation of illusion.
Yeats's expression also changed a bit. As the Chosen God of the Mist, he was unable to decipher the illusion. This meant that the other party's illusion skills were an order of magnitude higher than his own!
"Drill teeth, come and take a look!" Yeats said.
Drill Tooth's illusion skills are far superior to Yeats, and he solemnly said:
"Illusion is not the key, the caster is the key...mostly a hero!"
While talking, Yeats and his party walked around a bush.
The environment is still familiar, but a large sea of roses appears in front of you, as if falling out of thin air, giving off a strange aura.
"What a beautiful rose field..." Calvin's eyes were a little dazed, "The fragrance of flowers is so sweet..." Yeats frowned, where is the fragrance of flowers? What came over was clearly the stench of rotting corpses!
The breeze blew, and the strong stench almost made Yeats nauseous. The sea of pure roses had black and gold spots. If you look carefully, you can see that these roses are actually alive! Like bugs, growing on the nutrients made of bones!
Suddenly, all the flowers soared into the sky like swarms of bees. The black spots on the roses were like dim eyes, and the sharp thorns pointed directly at Yeats!
Second-ring magic plants, rotten blood roses, hundreds of them!
Calvin walked towards the terrifying roses in the sky with a smile on his face like a zombie.
Yeats pressed Calvin's shoulders and said in a stern voice:
"Snow owl, blizzard!!"
With a cry, the demon pet plane Open it, and a snow-white figure flies out from it.
The snow owl spread its wings, its eyes lit up with cold blue light, the frost elements in the creative field surged crazily, and the air was instantly freezing!
Ice and snow are falling, majestic frost elements are surging in the dark clouds, the sky is gloomy, snowflakes fall from the sky, and instantly turn into fierce hail, the power continues to increase, strong winds are mixed with ice cones, and the blizzard covers the sky like a torrent!
The power of the five-ring spell is like the wrath of nature. The dense rotten blood roses are swallowed up by the blizzard, like an entire army being destroyed in an instant!
Calvin has regained consciousness and stood with Yeats in the barrier spread out by the snowy owl. His pupils shrank and his breathing became tight.
He saw hundreds of rotten blood roses, frozen into ice sculptures in front of this majestic frost spell, and then shattered one by one!
‘This is the spell of Baron Yeats’s familiar! Five-ring spell! ’
Calvin felt extremely shocked. In one move, hundreds of low-level monsters were wiped out!
"Yeats, there is a hole in the illusion, at that location!" Zuan Ya shared the vision.
“I saw it.” Yeats’s eyes lit up with purple light, and he used magic to reversely decipher the illusion.
Click!
The illusion fell apart.
It was already dark outside, with no starlight. On top of the patches of rotting petals, a huge red spider lurked.
Death Thorn Blood Demon Spider.
A king-level monster, its ten spider legs and face are all blood red, covered with sharp barbs. Its eight eyes are more like human eyes than compound eyes. It looks down coldly, and a pair of pincers spit out from its mouthparts. , the hissing sound was like a demonic sound, ringing right next to Yeats's ears.
Compared with common eight-legged spiders, the Death Thorn Blood Demon Spider has an extra pair of spider legs. This pair of spider legs can be used for eating, piercing the body of prey and drinking blood. The more blood it drinks, the brighter the Death Thorn Blood Demon Spider's armor becomes.
The blood was so high that he didn’t know how much life was on this Deadly Thorn Blood Demon Spider. Yeats raised his cold eyes and locked on the figure on the back of the Deadly Thorn Blood Demon Spider.
Bloody Marquis!
The man has a slender figure, his black robe almost blends into the night, his face is cold and pale, with sharp edges and corners, deep eye sockets, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The Vampire Marquis's body revealed a heroic five-ring aura.
Facing the five rings, without the [faith] to compete with them, fighting spirit will no longer exist!
The night was low, the clouds were thick, and the wind could not disperse the rich blood.
"It's rare that you can see through my illusion."
The Blood Marquis stood on the back of the Death Thorn Blood Demon Spider, looking at Yeats, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
"You are qualified to know my name, Marquis Dracus Ryder."
"Marquis? This does not look like a Marquis' car." Yeats glanced at the Death Thorn. Blood Demon Spider.
Dracus said calmly:
"Indeed, many times it is inelegant, but in order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, I have no choice but to go with him."
"Is it related to the beloved son of Duke Thomas?" Yeats glanced at Calvin.
Dracus smiled, showing his sharp fangs, and his handsome face suddenly became hideous.
"I like smart people, so as long as you give him to me, you can leave here."
Calvin's fists suddenly clenched.
Yeats said calmly:
“Because you want Thomas to work for the Scarlet Society, but you don’t dare to attack him directly, so you want to use his son as a blackmail?”
“You’re too smart. "You are just being smart." Drakus said calmly, "I don't want to repeat it anymore. Leave him to me."
Yeats looked solemn.
Heroes... not only good people have heroes, but evil people also have evil heroes.
Isn't it a good thing not to get involved in the dispute between the Scarlet Society and White Night City?
"Let me come forward, Baron Yeats."
Calvin restrained the trembling in his voice and said in a low voice: "You have helped me a lot, and I can't let you get involved anymore..."
Dracus' cold eyes were fixed on Yeats's hand on the hilt of the sword, and he chuckled:
"So you are not very smart either?"
Yeats ignored it and turned his head slightly.
“The reason why I help you is very simple, Calvin.”
Calvin was startled, and saw Baron Yeats’ resolute profile, and a different look on his face.
“I hate spiders.”
Zheng!
The shield shines brightly and the sword is unsheathed!
(End of this chapter)