"Can I ask you some questions?" Zhuoran sat opposite the girl.
Mo Ru nodded and said, "Ask me." The red hair jumped slightly, and the faint fragrance came from the hair, refreshing.
"What is a bronze-level empire? Of course, I don't know much about the rest."
Mo Ru looked at Zhuo Ran with strange eyes and asked angrily: "You have been in the academy for a year, right? Don't you know these basic things?"
"Stupid brain, stupid brain..." Zhuoran said sheepishly, slapping his forehead.
"On the Holy Continent, the strength of empires is divided into four levels, Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Gem. Bronze-level empires are the weakest countries, with about thirty of them. They are members of Silver-level empires.
There are ten silver-level empires that are tributaries of the gold-level empire. There are five gold-level empires, and it is said that each of them has a dragon. And above them there are three gem-level empires,
They rule the Holy Continent with overwhelming strength."
"Then why did your dream reach a gold-level empire? Why not a gem-level empire?"
When Mo Ru was asked this question, he lowered his head sadly, "Actually, with my qualifications, it is still unknown whether I can become a member of the gold-level empire. I don't even dare to think about the gem-level empire."
Zhuoran laughed, stroked Mo Ru's head with his right hand and said, "Little sister, do you know the true meaning of the word 'dream'?"
Mo Ru's eyes were filled with tears and she looked at Zhuoran in confusion.
"Dreams, you have to have dreams and dare to think. This is a dream. If you don't even dare to have a dream, if you don't even dare to think about it, can you say that you have a dream?" Zhuo Ran's voice was soft. He was now
It's like a big brother telling nice stories to his beautiful little sister.
Mo Ru's eyes were bright, and her black eyes flashed with confidence, "Is he really the best loser in the academy?" She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, knocked Zhuoran's hand away, and said firmly: "I
Got it. I will definitely be able to enter the gold-level empire."
"That's right, little sister." Zhuo Ran said with a smile. To him, the 16-year-old Mo Ru is indeed his little sister.
"You are only nineteen years old, why do you call me little sister?" Mo Ru pouted and said unconvinced.
Zhuoran looked at the girl who seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, and asked with a smile: "What is the beast soul?"
Mo Ru rolled her eyes at Zhuoran, "I understand now, you are not stupid, you are just a fool."
"The Holy Continent, the Elf Continent, the Dwarf Continent, the Orc Continent, the Goblin Continent, and the Eastern Continent. These are the six known continents. There are various kinds of Warcraft living on these continents, and their strength is strong or weak. Specifically,
The level is determined based on our cultivation level."
"Then please first tell me how a human's cultivation level is calculated?"
"Huh, don't interrupt me suddenly." Mo Ru glared at Zhuoran and continued: "Let's just talk about humans. Their cultivation methods are mainly divided into magic and fighting spirit. The levels of magicians are: magician, magister, great
There are six levels in total of Magister, Holy Magister, Dharma Saint, and Dharma God. Each level is divided into three levels, elementary, intermediate, and advanced. So if you calculate it like this, the detailed levels are divided into six and eighteen levels. Those who practice fighting spirit
It’s almost the same, except that the name has changed. You will know it yourself later, and I am an intermediate magician, a fire magician.”
"Since the cultivation levels are six and eighteen, the Warcraft is also directly divided into six and eighteen levels. From low to high, it corresponds to the cultivation level of humans. Because the beast soul can be refined by humans, there are man-made Warcraft
The lists are listed. The Monster List records one thousand kinds of monsters of the four major levels below level 12; the Holy Beast List records one hundred kinds of monsters with strength between the fifth and thirteenth to fifteenth levels; the Divine Beast List records
We have created ten kinds of magical beasts that are equivalent to human sword gods and magic gods, and this is the best."
"Actually, all this is nonsense to you. The Haru Empire may not be able to deal with a level 12 monster with all the strength of the entire country. Although it is the same level as the Holy Magister, the real combat power is definitely that of the Holy Magister.
Twice as much.”
Zhuo Ran felt a shiver in his heart. If calculated according to these levels, it is estimated that the Sword God and the God of War will not be the end. There must be higher-level existences above. He shuddered all over. If this is the case, will he reach that height?
Will he be able to return to Earth? Will he have the power to turn the tide of the war? He felt hot in his heart and trembled all over, "If...if this is true, then the Earth will be saved because of me!"
"Hahaha!"
Zhuoran laughed excitedly.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Mo Ru slapped Zhuo Ran on the cheek with a loud crack, and the force was not too small.
This is a girl with violent tendencies.
"Then do you know how much destructive power the Dharma God can cause?" Zhuoran's eyes were filled with little golden stars.
"Where did the Dharma God come from in the Holy Continent? That is a height that cannot be reached. I haven't heard of a Dharma God appearing in the past thousand years." Moru's words were like a basin of cold water poured down, instantly extinguishing the fire in Zhuoran's heart.
.
"However, someone has recorded the destructive power caused by the Dharma Saint's Palace." Mo Ru changed the subject, and it was really Zhuo Ran who was playing fire and water, and it was very uncomfortable.
"Hey, how's it going? Tell me quickly!" Zhuo Ran urged impatiently.
Mo Ru glanced at him, her black eyes flashing with a cunning look. She said slowly: "Then you have to agree to a condition. If you agree, I will tell you."
"What conditions?" Zhuoran asked directly. He had no sense left in his mind.
"I didn't expect it. I'll talk about it later when I think about it."
"Okay. As long as you don't ask me to take off my clothes and walk around on the street, I agree to everything else."
"Bah, who would let you do this! Shameless!" Mo Ru's face turned slightly red and he continued: "Some people have recorded that the Dharma Saint who did not use the beast soul to increase the magic power killed 300,000 soldiers of a country with a forbidden spell.
.Have you seen that mountain peak? A forbidden spell will make that mountain disappear."
Zhuo Ran turned around and saw a towering mountain from the window, with an altitude of more than two thousand meters. His mouth was slightly open, with an incredible look on his face. If what Mo Ru said was true, it would be too much.
It was terrifying. He remembered that when he was on Earth, a new type of nuclear bomb would not have such power! Not to mention those weak superpowers. Even the geotechnical superpowers who were best at ground destruction could only cause damage in a radius of
A collapse of 500 meters would require a level 7 superpower.
"If I master this kind of power, or a power more powerful than this, I will definitely clean up those invading alien races and the alien races that are inseparable from us. I will be the hero of the earth, a hero!"
Mo Ru looked at Zhuo Ran's evil smile and immediately slapped him again.
'Snapped!'
Zhuoran said angrily: "Don't slap me in the face every time? Okay?"
"No. It feels so good when you hit someone in the face." Mo Ru smiled slightly, but what he said made Zhuo Ran shudder uncontrollably.
She is indeed a girl with violent tendencies.
Zhuo Ran moved to the side, fearing that the girl would slap him again.
"How can I become as powerful as a Dharma Saint?"
Mo Ru was startled. She looked at Zhuo Ran as if she was a pervert. Her expression made Zhuo Ran want to slap him. Is this looking at someone's expression? She was clearly looking at a pig!
"Are you a pig? Do you know what the Dharma Saint represents?"
Zhuoran shook his head.
"The Dharma Saint is almost the top powerhouse in the Holy Continent. In this era when there are no god-level powerful men, they are the supreme ones. Each of the three gem-level countries has a Dharma Saint. They are the real kings of the gem-level countries.
One word from them can plunge the entire Holy Continent into dire straits. If they want to attack other continents on a whim, they will definitely be carried out without any room for relaxation unless persuaded by beings at the same level."
"If you are a Dharma Saint, the Haru Empire can become a gem-level empire in an instant, and the surrounding countries will become vassals of the Haru Empire. However, you cannot become a Dharma Saint!"
Mo Ru tilted his head and waved his hand, looking like you couldn't do it, which immediately made Zhuo Ran furious. He was not the wimp Zoran Kate now, he was Zhuo Ran, the Earth Alliance Lieutenant Colonel Zhuo Ran. He was directly denied by a beautiful girl.
Because he couldn't do it, there was no hope, which made him very sad and hurt his self-esteem.
"How do you know I can't succeed?" Zhuo Ran asked seriously. He was really angry. Who are you? Don't think that just because you are a beautiful girl, you can look down on others like this. It is immoral to look down on others.
Mo Ru was stunned. She didn't know why Zhuo Ran was angry at this sentence. The whole academy knew that Zhuo Ran was a waste. He couldn't condense magic power or cultivate fighting spirit. He was a typical waste. How could he become a Dharma Saint like this?
?Not to mention becoming a magician, it is good to become an ordinary magician. At the very least, he can live a worry-free life and have some ability to protect himself. However, if he cannot condense magic power and fighting spirit, Zhuoran is destined to be a waste.
, live a mediocre life and die silently.
"Can you condense magic power? Can you practice fighting spirit? Or other things. Summoning magic, dark magic, natural magic, signing a contract with a dragon and becoming a dragon knight. At least you have something that can make you stronger.
The cultivation method?"
Mo Ru's words made Zhuo Ran silent and fell into deep thought.
He raised his hand and clenched his fist, but he couldn't feel any power. There was no magic power or fighting spirit. Without these fundamentals, how could he become a Dharma Saint? Even if the time power returned to its full strength, he was still not as powerful as a Dharma Saint.
"What should I do? What should I do? Now I can't even feel the power of time. Let alone becoming stronger. Maybe one day I will die in an alley like this damn ghost, and my death will be unknown.
.I don’t believe that I can come back to life again.”