After two days of gathering, Allen's troops have grown to more than 200 people. Although the number has increased many times, the route Allen chooses has become increasingly remote.

Ryan could see clearly that in his team, there were only two knights, himself and Allen, more than twenty cavalrymen, and the rest were all scarred infantrymen and even serfs.

This not only slowed down their marching speed, but also doubled the risk of exposure. On such a plain, the Andis only needed a cavalry team of fifty to defeat them.

He looked back at the sparse group. Although there were only a few days left in the journey, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

At this moment, Allen, who was leading the way, stopped and ordered everyone to camp by the creek for the night. A burst of cheers suddenly broke out in the team. Marching in the wind and snow was really a great test for them.

At the end of the day, my physical strength has long been exhausted.

Although Ryan felt that it was not appropriate to camp here, seeing the tired looks of everyone, he knew that this was necessary. If they were forced to move forward, half of these people would probably fall.

After asking someone to take care of the horses, Ryan found a stone by the stream to sit down and began to meditate and adjust his breath. He had not practiced well during this period, which was quite unaccustomed to Ryan, who had always been self-disciplined.

It's still early now, just in time for some practice.

He practiced the secret method passed down from his family. Although it was just an ordinary fighting spirit secret method, his cultivation speed was extremely fast. In just two years, he felt that he was about to reach the threshold of an intermediate knight.

Ryan was sitting cross-legged on the rocks, and the snowflakes had melted before they fell. If you look closely, you will find that a layer of faint purple light enveloped his body.

Allen had just returned from a tour and was instantly attracted by the purple light on his body. He frowned immediately. This was not a wave of fighting spirit!

"Why does this breath look like the magic power fluctuations of those magicians? Is he a magician?" Allen was a little shocked. He had never heard of a person who could feel the magic power while sensing fighting spirit.

of.

This was really shocking and beyond his knowledge.

Ryan didn't know that he had unintentionally put on a show and shocked an intermediate knight. He only knew that he was also confused now.

At this moment, in his mind, there was an orange-red diamond-like crystal the size of a thumb, with a small purple dragon vaguely swimming inside it.

The crystal is slightly suspended and rotating slowly, and some purple mist is absorbed as the crystal rotates.

Ryan was a little panicked at this moment. He didn't know why he saw this thing in his mind instead of a brain.

This situation is quite explosive even in such an extraordinary world.

The origin of this crystal is very complicated. He got it in the mountains when he was lost. The source was a large pile of dragon excrement.

Yes, Ryan saw the legendary dragon in that mountain range!

Before that, he had always thought that dragons were just extraordinary creatures that existed in novels, and he once joked about becoming a dragon-slaying warrior.

After seeing Zhen, Ryan realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was!

The giant dragon just showed a little breath, passed over his head, and he squatted on the ground with trembling legs.

Even if the evil dragon made a mess around him, he would not dare to speak out because of its lewd power. He could only tremble on the sidelines. The pride of the so-called time traveler could not be seen in him.

After the giant dragon left, he saw the strange crystal next to the bunch. He originally thought it was some kind of gem. After all, the giant dragon was famous for liking treasures.

As a result, the moment his fingers touched it, the crystal turned into a stream of light and rushed into his mind. This frightened him. After a while, he found that it had no effect on him, and he was relieved.

After that, he had several identical nightmares in a row and often woke up at night.

And now, during meditation, he saw the appearance of this thing clearly for the first time, which made him a little uneasy, not knowing what impact this thing would have on him.

"Perhaps, I can try to communicate with it?" Ryan muttered secretly.

He did what he said, concentrated all his mental power to wrap the crystal, and tried to touch it. The moment the mental power covered it, the crystal visibly trembled.

Then I saw a drop of crystal purple liquid forming at the bottom of the crystal, and then dripping down. Ryan suddenly felt a mysterious power spread to his limbs and bones in an instant.

He could clearly feel that his body was undergoing subtle changes. That change shocked him, because it was a change that he could only bring about after days of hard work. Now such a drop of liquid could actually achieve such an effect!

"I found a treasure."

This was his first thought. He suppressed his excitement and continued to wrap the crystal with his mental power. Sure enough, another drop of liquid dripped down.

Several drops of liquid dripped down, and in a short period of time he achieved the effect that had taken dozens of days before. This feeling made him intoxicated.

After using up the seventh drop of liquid, he did not continue because he keenly discovered that the little dragon in the crystal had shrunk by more than half.

"Could this little dragon be these liquids? So what are the conditions for its regeneration? Can it absorb the purple mist?" Ryan was suddenly troubled. This purple liquid is so magical. If he has a steady stream of purple liquid, how can he become a legendary knight?

Not a piece of cake?

Unfortunately, the purple liquid is limited, and he has not yet mastered the method of regeneration.

"I can only study it slowly in the future." Fortunately, he is not a picky person. If he can't figure it out, he will take his time.

"Well, I'll call you Dragon Crystal from now on. As for this purple liquid... let's call it Yuanli." Ryan casually named the treasure he picked up, and then exited the meditation state.

When he opened his eyes, he found Allen staring at him in shock, as if he had seen some monster, which made him a little unhappy.

"Your current behavior is not in line with noble etiquette, Knight Allen." No one wants to be stared at all the time while practicing, even a knight with an excellent reputation.

Allen heard the displeasure in his tone, quickly moved his eyes away, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sir Ryan, your breakthrough process was really too fast, which shocked me."

"Breakthrough?" Ryan then realized that he had already broken through to the intermediate knight level. An eighteen-year-old intermediate knight was already considered a genius.

"Thank you for the gift from the dragon." He said with some emotion.

"Dragon?" Allen was confused for a moment.

"Ah, it's nothing, Knight Allen. Is the camp set up?" Ryan quickly changed the subject. He didn't intend to let anyone know about the dragon, and no one would believe it if he told him.

Allen is a traditional knight who abides by the eight virtues. Although he has many questions in his mind, they are Ryan's privacy, and he will not ask further unless Ryan tells him.

He nodded and said: "It has been set up, but the scouts have made new discoveries. There are traces of Andis cavalry nearby. I'm afraid we can't light a fire."

Allen's words made Ryan's heart sink. In such bad weather, not being able to light a fire meant that there was no flame to keep out the cold at night, and there would be no hot water or cooked food.
Chapter completed!