Looking at the Northland barbarian who was about two meters tall across the creek, Leolina subconsciously reached out and covered her lips.
This northern barbarian named "Krusov" was stronger than all the barbarians she had ever seen. He was like a little giant. There were patches of areas that could not be covered by the bearskin leather vest on his upper body.
The bulging muscles were exposed to the biting cold wind of the North, and the complicated tattoos and vertical and horizontal scars were faintly visible.
There were a row of short spears stuck on his back, and he held a short ax in his hand. On the ax blade, drops of blood dripped from the ax tip to the snow, and were frozen into ice shards in an instant.
"There are only so many titles for the champion gladiators of the North."
Looking at the northern barbarian's face with Chinese characters, Ren replied with a smile.
"As you can see, my name is Renn, and I am a paladin."
As he spoke, he raised the Heavenly Blade in his hand, and rays of sacred and warm light spread from the tip of the sword to the surroundings.
"I don't know anyone named Ren, especially a paladin."
Krusov glanced at Renn suspiciously and said in a low voice.
"Pfft!"
The Road of Destiny, as the name suggests, is the path that must be experienced to become a legend of Destiny.
He confirmed that the other party came prepared.
"I came to you because I want to invite you to join my adventure team."
Sighing secretly, Ren opened his mouth and said:
Rennes is not afraid of being robbed by the opponent.
But it is obvious that he failed.
"Don't worry, we have a ten-year term, and you will serve me for ten years. During this period, I will help you become a destiny legend!"
"I have two paths of destiny in my hand for you to choose. Moreover, these two paths of destiny are extremely suitable for you, Krusov." Ren held out two fingers, "I can combine these two paths.
The road tells you, but in exchange, you have to pay something."
At the beginning, those members of the Red Label Society who dared to attack Ren could only sigh, "The ignorant are fearless."
"Sorry, not interested."
Krusov's uprightness and recklessness are just a protective color he made for himself.
There was gradually a trace of impatience in Krusov's words.
If you succeed, you will soar into the sky and become a famous destiny legend; if you fail, your professional level and basic attributes will be weakened to varying degrees. Even if you become a legend again in the future, your strength will be slightly weaker than an ordinary legend.
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After hesitating for a moment, the northern barbarian finally couldn't resist the temptation of "really fragrant" and gritted his teeth and said:
"I can agree to your request, but not at the cost of losing my freedom!"
After hearing what Ren said, the female mage raised her head and looked at the Northland barbarians not far away, with a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes.
As a paladin, you occasionally need to develop a cheeky spirit.
But he is really not interested in these. How can he improve faster between life and death in the gladiatorial arena than by venturing in the wilderness?
Facing Krusov's merciless rejection, the expression on Ren's face remained very calm.
As we all know, the profession of paladin has great advantages in communication due to people's good impression of him. It is not an exaggeration to say that "there is no disadvantage".
"Krusov, I think it's almost time for you to start your own path, right?"
When a professional reaches level 10, he needs to think about and choose the path he will take next; when a professional reaches level 15, he needs to choose whether he is ready to embark on the bumpy and tortuous road of destiny.
"It's okay, Krusov, I think you know me now."
This result was within his expectation. He had just tried it to see if he could impress the other person with just words.
First of all, the northern barbarian in front of me is not a guy from the evil camp and cannot do such a thing;
Secondly, even if the opponent comes to force him, the combination of him and Leolina may not be afraid of him;
Finally, before taking action, he needs to consider the reaction of each church if he escapes.
However, it is extremely rare for a paladin to encounter difficulties in communicating with non-evil professionals.
How could someone who could survive a hundred fights in the arena and finally win the title of "Champion Gladiator" be a brainless guy?
Those who only know how to fight and kill will have been eliminated in the first few rounds.
This time, the female mage, who is a melon-eater, had a good time.
The female mage standing next to Ren couldn't help laughing, and then hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.
Behind these clergymen there are big bosses who support them. They all provoke the young ones to get the big ones, and the big ones come to the old ones. In the end, if something goes wrong, even the gods they serve will come down to earth to help them.
The devout believers have regained their place.
"What are you trying to say, strange paladin?"
Compared to the twists and turns of adventure in the wilderness, he prefers the exciting feeling of fist to flesh and life and death in the gladiatorial arena. Only this feeling of straddling the dividing line between life and death can make him dare not relax at all.
, work hard to improve your own strength.
As expected.
But Krusov's reaction was obviously more violent than Leolina's.
If compared with the characters on Blue Star, Krusov is quite similar to Mr. Zhang from the Three Kingdoms period of China. When he is reckless, he is really reckless, but when he should use his brain, he is absolutely unambiguous.
Son.
I don't know how many times I have heard this kind of invitation since he became famous.
If the big guys guarding the temple hadn't gone out to exterminate the cult, I'm afraid these guys from the Red Label Society wouldn't even be able to see the sun the next day...
Sure enough, after hearing Ren's words, although Krusov showed an expression of interest, he had no intention of taking action.
It seems that's the only way...
Professionals who have received formal professional training know not to provoke clergy easily, and among them, paladins are especially the representative.
Seeing that the other party relaxed, Renn's tense heart finally relaxed.
At this point in time, Krusov was already standing at the crossroads of choosing his future path.
Apart from him, almost all those who can hold this title are high-level professionals between levels 12-15.
Ren turned his head and glared at his teammates angrily. When Ren turned his head, a warm smile appeared on his face again.
This guy's professional level has reached level ten?
Krusov interrupted Ren's words.
His title of champion gladiator came from fighting in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Indeed, as the other party said, he is now worried about the next path, but this feeling of having his thoughts revealed makes this northern barbarian who is rough on the outside but delicate on the inside feel quite uneasy.
Since meeting Ren, this was the first time she had seen a paladin struggle with communication.
At this point, more than half of the matter has been completed.
"To show my sincerity, I will tell you all these two paths of destiny, and you will make your own choice."
Finally, Lane added.
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