After finishing the dinner carefully prepared by Natasha, Suldak patted his belly and drank the sweet wine in the glass in one gulp.
Seeing Natasha busy in the kitchen in her nightgown, Suldak felt that life was really good now, and took a comfortable bath in the bathroom, during which Natasha blushed.
I ran over to help him rub his back, and by the time he climbed into bed, most of the night had passed.
Suldak came close to Natasha, who was pretending to sleep with her eyes closed and her head covered, lifted the quilt and got in...
About the time a flash of fish-belly white appeared on the horizon, Natasha fell into a deep sleep, with a hint of flush on her wheat-colored face.
Surdak has been sleeping rough and sleeping in the open air in the past few days. He rushed all night from Constantinople back to the village of Wall in the city of Hiranza. To say he was tired, he was indeed very tired, but he didn't know why he couldn't sleep at this time.
Lying in bed without feeling sleepy, he thought over and over again, then jumped out of bed quietly, took out the repaired 'Earth Shield' magic pattern structure from the magic waist bag, and placed it carefully on the carpet in the bedroom.
Check it out, it will cost a total of twenty gold coins to repair this set of 'Earth Shield' magic patterns. It has to be said that the inscription master is the most profitable and profitable profession.
But this time, Magician Francis did not accept the money from Surdak, but converted the fee into a deposit for salamander tail meat, poison sac, and heart, so that Surdak only needed the salamander meat.
, just send him some. As a fire magician, regularly consuming the meat of fire monsters can not only improve your physique, but also enhance your affinity for the fire element.
Surdak accepted the offer gladly, and when he was taking out the magic pattern structure, he only focused on talking about it. He didn't have time to check how well the magic pattern structure was being decorated.
Now when I turned it over, I found that the entire set of magic patterns seemed to have been completely renovated. The armor made of magic black iron had all the damage and scratches repaired by magician Francis with magic red copper, and polished smooth and flawless.
It’s just that there are some messy lines on the magic pattern structure.
Sitting on the carpet, he put on the magic pattern constructs one by one, and installed magic crystals on each gem base. Surdak suddenly felt that the mana on the magic pattern constructs began to flow slowly.
A wave of power poured into the body from all parts of the structure, and this structure was also connected with countless mana threads, no different from before.
Surdak did not rush to take off the magic pattern structure. He carefully walked to the terrace outside the bedroom, sat cross-legged on a wicker chair, and meditated facing the rising sun.
Entering the sea of spiritual consciousness, Surdak's sea of spiritual consciousness has now been divided into two distinct worlds. Above is a world of light composed of countless illuminated stars. The pure and innocent holy light connects all the stars.
, occupying the upper area of the spiritual sea of consciousness.
The lower part of the spiritual sea of consciousness is pitch black, with all the dark stars hidden in it, and the two worlds seem to be separated by an invisible and transparent wall.
What surprised Surdak was that a star was actually born in this darkness. The reason why it could be noticed was that it had a purple outline. In the extremely quiet and dark world, that star was born.
A touch of dark purple completely outlined the outline of the dark star, and the entire dark star exuded a trace of death.
This dark star did not emit any light, causing other stars in the darkness to light up one by one, just like the upper half of the sea of consciousness forming a bright sea of stars.
Instead, it is constantly absorbing dark elements from the surroundings. Surdak can feel that it is constantly devouring it. As long as there is a trend in the surrounding darkness, it will be completely absorbed by it, and it is here.
This silent devouring process continues to grow, and now a purple outline appears throughout the body, which gradually becomes clear in Surdak's sea of consciousness.
The double-faced, four-armed demon statue that originally stood in the sea of consciousness seemed to have never appeared before. Surdak could not find even a trace of it.
The morning sun rose slowly, and Surdak felt that the big dark star with purple light in the sea of consciousness actually fell silent. The dazzling beams of sunlight emitted by the morning sun turned into triangular light pillars, which penetrated from Surdak's body.
came out, and the bright stars in the sea of consciousness became more translucent, and rays of holy light shot towards places beyond the reach of the sea of consciousness, immediately expanding half of the area in Surdak's spiritual sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Suldak felt as if an invisible glass mirror was broken in front of him, and his thoughts were like a raging tide, pouring out into the infinite vastness of the world, and there were endless unlit things in the sea of consciousness.
Stars.
A beam of abundant and pure sacred power fell from Surdak's head and completely poured into his body.
Surdak only felt that his body was bathed in the holy light. Under the washing of the holy light, the dark wounds accumulated over time were healing little by little.
The sacred aura overflowed from Suldak's body, and his whole body exuded a sacred aura.
Under the supervision of Old Sheila, little Peter has been doing morning exercises in the yard every morning recently. According to Andrew's request, little Peter has to stand in the yard and swing his sword a thousand times, and then hold the shield in a blocking posture. He wants little Peter to do these.
The basic fighting movements are deeply ingrained in one's mind, becoming a subconscious reaction and a fighting instinct.
And little Peter did not disappoint old Sheila. He could fully bear the hardship...
Now old Sheila and little Peter were standing in the yard, looking up at Suldak sitting cross-legged on the terrace, their whole bodies exuding a soft light.
Little Peter shouted with excitement.
Old Sheila put her finger on her lips to signal him not to disturb Surdak.
Rita, who was milking the cows, also walked out of the cowshed carrying a wooden bucket.
She raised her head and looked at the man she called her brother on the terrace. Over the past year, he had spent almost all his energy changing the life of Wall Village, but the biggest change in his life was his own home.
As a result, he had no worries about food and clothing, lived in a big house that he could not even dream of, and was respected by all the villagers in the village.
Natasha was awakened by the dazzling light. She sat up from the bed hugging the quilt and saw the sky was bright outside the curtains.
She hurriedly stretched out her smooth arms from the quilt, leaned over to pick up the nightgown scattered on the ground, quickly put it on her body, and jumped out of bed barefoot. She had never gotten up so late...
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The holy power in his body dissipated, and Surdak felt that his control over the holy light had become much stronger.
On the terrace, he saw the ogre Gulitum running from the police station. Without waiting for Gulitem to come over, he held the railing with both hands and shouted at the ogre: "Glitem."
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The fighting spirit in his heart spread out along with this loud shout.
The ogre also felt Surdak's strong fighting spirit, and he slowed down slightly. Originally, he was discussing with Surdak whether he could roast a salamander for dinner at the Harvest Festival, and he had already prepared the ingredients.
Well, I didn't expect that I just ran over and found Suldak standing on the terrace calling his name as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Gulitem really wanted to say to Surdak, 'We are all good friends, why do we have to fight and kill each other... Isn't it good to talk about food and drinks?'
However, the ogre's body was filled with the blood of fighting, and he was born with an unyielding will to fight. He stood on the large open space left by the fifth-level reservoir and shouted at Surdak who was striding towards him.
A roar.
"howl……"
The ogre's loud voice almost made a wave of sound.
He made fists with both hands and hit his strong chest hard, like beating a war drum...
Surdak strode towards the ogre, one step, two steps, three steps, almost stepping on the ogre's drumbeat with every step, and the aura on his body was also rising continuously. The Holy Spirit in his hand
The light torch emits dazzling holy light.
Just when he was twenty meters away from the ogre, Surdak stepped hard on a huge stone slab with his legs. The magic pattern structure all over his body flowed. The halo of the knight under his feet suddenly lit up, and a pair of combat boots burst out with magic.
glow.
The next moment, the stone slabs shattered one after another, and Surdak's body rose into the air. He held the Holy Light Torch in mid-air and raised it high above his head.
'Does a simple morning exercise need to be so bloody?'
The ogre grimaced, grinned, and wanted to cry but had no tears.
The two of them bumped into each other the next moment.
The ogre held a bone-crushing club in his hand and headed towards Surdak from bottom to top.
"boom……"
The two huge forces collided together, sending out a wave of air that blew away almost all the gravel in the empty field. The ogre half-knelt on the stone ground, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the rock under his feet.
This blow woke up almost all the people in Wall Village who were still sleeping. Even the adventure group camp and townhouses at the entrance of the village were looking curiously.
Natasha and Rita chased after them out of breath, only to find Suldak and the ogre sitting on a rock chatting side by side, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you been promoted again?"
Gulitem asked Surdak somewhat depressedly.
While checking the degree of damage to the top of the Holy Light Torch, Suldak said: "I don't know what happened. It is a little different from previous promotions. This time it should be that the power of the Holy Light has broken through some shackles..."
Gulitem complained: "So you asked me to test your strength? Why didn't you find Andrew, that lunatic, but an ogre who loves peace and delicious food?"
"When the breakthrough happened, you happened to be nearby..." Surdak smiled "hehe".
“…%￥#%…”
The ogre spoke an ogre language.
"what are you saying?"
Surdak couldn't understand the jerky ogre language.
"Praise you for your humility, honesty, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice and honorary spirit..."
Gulitem said angrily.
There was such a big commotion in the village, and the villagers did not dare to come forward. Village Chief Bright came to check the situation, and then he realized that the commotion was caused by Baron Suldak and the ogre Gulitem of the security team doing morning exercises.