"Sister! Are you okay?" Ai Ze arrived just then. Without looking at Wang Man, he ran straight to comfort Ai Xi who fell to the ground.
Rodman flew into the sky, and his overflowing energy made him look at the direction in which the giant wolf disappeared, curling his lips in disappointment.
"Baron, luckily we arrived in time, otherwise it would have been too late." Rodman landed, looked closely at Ashe, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing serious.
Ai Xi broke away from Ai Ze's hand and returned to Wang Man. Her clean skin was like a bright mirror; her happy smile was like a hot spring, and a hazy sense of admiration arose in Ai Xi's heart; she knew that there was no fearless obstruction from Wang Man.
, I will no longer have the chance to realize the Frost Queen's dream.
"Brother! It was brother who beat that wolf away." Ai Xi turned around to explain to Aize, with a very expectant expression.
Aize and Rodman were stunned for a moment, then he shook his head helplessly and said, "Silly sister! You have always been the most honest. In this case, why don't you quickly say thank you to your little brother?"
"No thanks! Brother will not accept my thanks." Ai Xi said seriously, but his expression was Yi Chang's satisfaction...
When Aize and Rodman returned to Arenas with Ashe and Wang Man, most people in the village cheered, and two women also cried in pain.
They didn't dare to get too close to the body that had been smashed to pieces. Compared to the desperate woman, Warwick's wife seemed more frightened. She didn't know whether her husband who had turned into a werewolf was dead or alive. She didn't know what would happen.
He will not come back to harm the villagers.
In pain, Rodman slowly raised his crutches, and the dead body spontaneously ignited and disappeared into the void.
As the villagers cleaned up the messy village, Mr. Ji shouted passionately from the sentry tower. When he saw that his son was safe, he could not suppress the joy in his heart and quickly climbed down from the top of the tower.
"Aman!"
"Mother!" Wang Man was a little weak, but he still ran all the way to Ji's arms.
With a cheerful look on her face, little Ash rushed into the room and woke up Sora who was in a daze...
After the crisis, the village fell into silence. No one was happy or excited; everyone was hanging their heads and thinking about Arenas' future.
Rodman grasped his messy hair with both hands. He knew that he and Aize alone would not be able to support the important task of protecting the villagers in the future. As for little Ashe? Aize had already thought of a way out for her.
"Earl, I think it's time to take my sister and leave. After all, this is not a place for her to live for a long time. She is still young." Aize sat next to Rodman, almost discussing, but he had already made up his mind.
Rodman remained silent and nodded slightly. He looked at Wang Man not far away with a pair of insightful eyes. After a moment, a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"That kid has a great future."
Ai Ze followed the sound and looked with a wry smile on his face. He knew what the count meant by saying this. Yes, that boy was indeed a good piece of material, but how could it be used? Neither of them must have known.
The people in the village panted sleepily, watching the hourglass fill up in a tangle of vigilance and relaxation.
The sleepy-eyed Wang Man stretched his body. The threat of the forward-turning wolves did not make him forget the habit of hunting in the mountains. He picked up the long hair, put the crossbow on his back, and walked out of the village without looking back.
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Under the guard tower stood an old man with a hollow face.
"Dear grandpa, you are the patron saint of the Arenas people! Under your protection, the village will prosper." Wang Man walked to the foot of the sentry tower and bowed to the old man.
"I'm old. This world belongs to you young people; the people in the world need the protection of your generation." Rodman looked at Wang Man seriously.
"But! There are many people who don't need my protection." Wang Man replied timidly. His lack of ability and inner inferiority prevented him from having any confidence in front of the powerful fourth-level magician.
Rodman's expression changed, the wrinkles on his face deepened, his eyes narrowed, and he asked calmly: "Then you don't plan to protect your family?"
"I will protect my family, but others don't need me."
"Where are the old, weak, sick and disabled? Where are the people who have suffered from war and are displaced? Don't they need your protection?" Rodman asked meekly and softly, word by word.
Wang Man tightened the spear in his hand and said softly: "Be careful, you will easily grow gray hair if you worry about it."
Rodman laughed loudly after hearing this, patted Wang Man on the shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Young man, you are very brave and honest; but the world is not as hopeless as you think, as long as justice remains in your heart,
Dawn will appear before your eyes." Entering the third level into the fourth level has indeed improved Rodman's mental strength and his mind has become more calm.
"Oh!" Wang Man agreed casually, turned around and headed into the mountain. In his heart, justice and hope were far inferior to the benefits that catching a delicious rabbit in the mountains could bring to everyone.
Rodman looked at the somewhat paranoid Wang Man and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Behind Wang Man, he said leisurely: "Do you have a dream? Don't you want to leave this village to embrace the stars and the sea? Don't you want to truly
Are you alive?"
Really alive! Wang Man was stunned, stabilized his figure, turned around, and looked at the old man with longing.
"Young man, come here!" Rodman waved his hand weakly and called Wang Man closer.
After bowing his head and sitting slightly, he began to talk about this mysterious, vast and colorful world.
Wang Man's bright eyes flashed one by one with Rodman's words. At this moment, the door to the world opened for the first time in front of Wang Man's heart. The powerful magic, the weird and magical fighting spirit, and the noble profession that made people fascinated.
, attacking his fragile soul that lives in a corner.
Wang Man re-understood the world, the races, and the sects that existed in all directions in the Chinese mainland.
This is a world full of hope! Legendary magic, top wisdom, overwhelming fighting spirit, gathered spiritual power...
This is a changing world! The undercurrent of night is mixed with the brilliance of the prelude to dawn.
This is a complicated world! Humans, wolves, vampires, elves, demons, gods, monsters, all competing here.
This is another exciting era! Martial arts warriors, archers, priests, knights, magicians, undead, orcs, vampires, and alchemists compete for beauty in different dimensions, and a hundred flowers bloom.
Under the dark night sky, the sentry tower emitted a pale light, and under the illumination of the crystal ball; an old man and a young man were discussing this era together.
Wang Man roughly has a 70% understanding of the formation and development trends of each profession.
The moon god disappears, and it takes thousands of years to reveal its fragrance. The sun god falls, and the world falls into darkness. The ability of the gods cannot be assisted by light and almost drops to the freezing point. The nine states in the three realms are shrouded in darkness. One is declining, the other is increasing, and human beings have changed.
It became a drop in the ocean and began to be insignificant.
However, everything is not over. Everything in the world is just replaced by a dark veil, which controls light, rainy nights, hope, frost... The gods are gone, but the gods are still there; so thousands of species are favored by them.
Still sneaking in evil.
And these species that have been specially guided by the runes of the divine seal will exert great potential, just like each profession can emit the special energy on the rune seal, but each profession believes in a different god.
That’s all.
"Is the ever-changing world really that wonderful?" Wang Man thought to himself, but he quickly denied his doubts about the outside world. The fourth-level magician was right in front of him. If he couldn't let Wang Man
To win trust is to blaspheme light and slander hope.
During the conversation with Rodman, Wang Man learned that the count's abilities had improved again.
Just like a magician, every profession here has a long and arduous development process. Of course, choosing these professions is not that simple. Just like the world, not everyone is suitable for cultivation.
Among the tens of millions of human beings left on the Chinese mainland, there are very few people who can reach the third level. Most people even spend their entire lives and still remain stagnant between the first level for decades.
The Rodman in front of him was a fourth-level magician, so he was rare? Wang Man sighed secretly, feeling the urge to look up to him.
No, that's not the case! The subsequent conversation shocked Wang Man greatly.
Fighting spirit and spiritual power are two important factors in judging strength in this era. A simple example: a magician needs to go through the first level of baptism to condense thin fighting spirit; when the fighting spirit reaches a certain concentration and measure, it will
Entering the second level, as time goes by, the fighting spirit becomes purer and purer. Whether you can refine a trace of spiritual power will determine whether you can safely enter the third level. After that, it is a long process, and the entire third level is boring.
When refining qi, all the fighting energy in the body is converted into spiritual power, it reaches the bottleneck of the third level. At this time, you want to break through to the fourth level? Haha, it is simply difficult to reach the sky! Just like Rodman said, if you can
Reaching the fourth level means that you have realized the power of spirit and the messenger of hope; but that is just a drop in the bucket! There are five levels after the fourth level, and the fifth level is the only benchmark to measure whether a magician can reach the Mahayana! The fifth level magician
The power emitted is not as powerful as the late fourth-level magician. That is because the spiritual power fluctuations in the fifth-level magician's body are slowly dissipating; no one knows what will happen next.
But only after passing the fifth level can one transform from a magician to an outstanding magister for the people. The power of the magister is the real destruction!
"What comes after the Magister?"
Rodman didn't explain because he didn't know either!
Five levels! Thinking of this, Wang Man suddenly stopped fantasizing. It would take so long? That is simply a luxury hope!
"Do you want to truly live? What is the meaning of living?" Rodman's voice echoed around him.
Wang Man nodded solemnly; even if it was an extravagant hope, it was still a dream; when one day he knew that extravagant hope was the so-called hope, he would be completely calm.