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Chapter 217 'Ascetic Monk'

Amidst the crazy and terrifying roars, in the area where the weather was extremely chaotic, a tornado blew up, enveloping smoke, flames, lightning, hail, etc., spinning into the high altitude, connecting to the silently burning invisible flame.

Not far from the hurricane that was so exaggerated that it looked like the messenger of doom, two figures were affected by the roar at the same time. One head tilted back slightly, as if someone had punched him, one wrinkle trembled slightly, and his eyes became sharper.

The former is the man who originally stood behind Olson, the vice-president of the "Iron-Blooded Cross", Tony Twain. The latter is old, wearing a blue military uniform, with a ribbon and a medal, and has neat crimson hair.

Combing behind his back is the mysterious president of the "Iron-Blooded Cross" who calls himself Dist.

Dist withdrew his gaze from the hurricane, turned his head and said to Tony Twain: "The opportunity to become a 'Conqueror' is right in front of me. If I can get it, I will find a way to separate the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Weather Warlock' and give it to

you."

Tony Twain looked at the violent hurricane, lightning and heavy rain, with a bit of ridicule in his light blue eyes: "Can we really succeed? There seems to be a 'weather warlock' there, and even if Fermonda Sauron loses control

If you become a monster, you are also a Sequence 1 monster."

Tony Twain showed no respect at all for the "Weather Warlock" in Sequence 2 and the "Conqueror" in Sequence 1, even though he was not an angel yet.

Dister's expression did not change at all, and his aura suddenly increased.

This, combined with the military uniform on his body, makes him look like the commander-in-chief of all armies.

"In the outside world, we will definitely fail. Even if there is no other interference, we will have to go through a long hunt before we can hope to solve the out-of-control Fomunda Sauron. But here..." Dist said in a low voice, "We

I can borrow that power for a short period of time."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyebrows suddenly turned red, as if something wanted to come out.

At the same time, Dist took out a money bag containing coins from the waist hidden by the dress.

It was full of soybeans and a few palm-sized tin soldiers.

Dist grabbed these things and threw them forward.

In the roar of the wind, the tin soldiers came to life and became huge, while a large number of soybeans expanded rapidly as if they had been soaked in water, and eventually transformed into giants with blurred faces and yellowish skin.

Dist, who was too late to bring his team here, suddenly transformed into a blazing crimson and nearly purple flame, sucking the newly created soldiers into it.

A rainbow light then rose up, pierced the sky, and shot directly at the giant figure inside the tornado.

The edge of the magnificent city shrouded in light gray mist.

Gardner Martin took off his helmet. There were spider web-like damages on the breastplate, and the blood-stained clothes inside were vaguely visible.

He held his head with his other hand and staggered forward, with red and almost white flames spurting out from his pores from time to time.

He was obviously also affected by the terrifying roar just now.

In this way, Gardner Martin walked through the ruins and quickly approached the thin gray mist. Within the gray mist stood half-collapsed asymmetrical buildings. None of them left any traces due to the erosion of time, as if they were still intact.

Staying at the moment of suffering a devastating blow and sinking into the ground

Suddenly, Gardner Martin stopped, looked to the side, and asked in a deep voice: "Who?"

With the sound of gravel rolling down, Olsen, who was like a hungry bear, walked out from behind a completely collapsed black building carrying the small brown suitcase.

The "supervisor" wearing a half-high silk top hat, yellow vest and black formal suit looked at Gardner Martin and said: "I don't know who is coming, so I will hide for a while.

"Where's Philip?"

Gardner Martin breathed a sigh of relief and said: "We met Lumian Li and his team. Philip was killed by them. I was slightly injured and managed to escape."

"You are not in good condition." Olson, who had a thick beard, did not ask about the details of the battle, but looked up and down Gardner Martin.

Gardner Martin smiled and said: "Fortunately, the 'Arrogance Armor' helped me block most of the damage. Well, it was mainly because the roar from the angel just now had a certain impact on me. Fortunately, the distance

It's farther away, so the problem isn't that serious. You see, the 'Arrogance Armor' didn't attack me, which means I haven't become weak yet."

"That's good, we are now entering the fourth era of Trier."

"Supervisor" Olson nodded indifferently.

Gardner Martin turned around, holding the silver-white helmet with one arm, and walked towards the light gray fog not far away.

Olson was carrying a small brown suitcase and followed the "chief" of the "Iron Cross".

As the two of them walked forward step by step, Olson's eyes suddenly became fierce and vicious.

"You used 'fine' twice

"You have taken off the helmet of the Pride Armor..." Olson said silently to himself, while his brown-red eyes reflected Gardner Martin's slightly staggering back in silver-white armor.

At the edge of the wilderness where a large number of mirror fragments were scattered, Franca and Janna could not hear what was chanting inside the "spiritual wall", but they could see that the gray-white stone pillars and two candles of the same color had become strangely soft, and they could see

The candle flame was about the size of a fist, silvery white and black, and an illusory silvery black liquid could be seen flowing out of Lumian's chest, covering his entire body.

When Lumian curled up on the ground, rolling from time to time, and his face covered with the silver-black liquid "mask" was obviously distorted, Franka sighed in a low voice: "It looks very painful..."

This should be the fourth time that Charles has endured such a thing.

"Yes." Although Jian Na stood outside the "spiritual wall", she was still inexplicably frightened and had goosebumps on her body.

She had seen the pain and confusion in Ciel's mind, but this was the first time she had witnessed his body suffering such severe pain.

Franka said sincerely: "If Ciel switches to drinking the 'Pain Potion' now, he won't have to worry about not reaching Sequence 4. It fits perfectly!"

Sequence 5 of the "Assassin" path is called "Pain", also known as the "Pain Witch".

After the terrifying roar echoed again, the silver-black illusory liquid beads on Lumian's body penetrated into his body, his expression gradually relaxed, and his body no longer curled up.

He lay sprawled beside the collapsed gray-white stone pillar, unwilling to move for several seconds.

His spirituality not only recovered, but became more, but his body and spirit were obviously exhausted, as if he had done a very difficult thing with the most concentration, and once it was completed,

Relax and inevitably have similar feelings.

Lumian knew that time was running out, so he stood up with strength.

He found that the silvery black candle flame had returned to normal, and the surrounding gray fog was gradually fading.

This made him stay here, and his plan to rely on the protection of the gray mist to fight against the terrifying roar failed before he could even begin to put it into practice.

Mr. "Fool"'s response is timely!

Moreover, we have to consider the interference of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

While Lumian quickly cleaned up the altar, he examined his own changes: The "Ascetic" gift has obviously improved spirituality. Lumian felt that even if he used the "Hum Ha Technique" a few times, he could complete it almost eight times.

Traveling through the spirit world."

The "Ascetic Monk" also further improved his endurance and made him more adaptable to extreme weather. Even if he encounters frost, he will not be frozen. Similarly, he is better at tolerating emotions and desires. Many things are not without feeling.

Just be able to endure it.

This extends a core ability of the "Ascetic", "Backlog", which can not only play a role in the spiritual aspect, but also produce good effects in both the material and mysterious fields.

The former corresponds to emotions and desires. Many times, the emotions and desires are tolerated and do not disappear completely, but are suppressed. When they reach a critical point, they always need to vent or be relieved, otherwise it is easy to have psychological problems and "backlogged" abilities.

These emotions and desires can be accumulated and exploded at critical moments to achieve the desired effect. For Lumian, the negative effects of the three abilities of the "contracted person" and the corresponding effects of the magical items on his body are more important.

It can withstand it, but it needs to be released regularly by actions such as crushing an enemy's neck;

The latter refers to spirituality, strength, ritual steps, etc. Through "backlog", Lumian can compress and store spirituality and strength beyond normal people when nothing happens, and then release them when needed. This is

It can restore his spirituality. Secondly, it can make him temporarily giant. His strength, speed and agility are enough to compete with the Sequence 6 "Dawn Knight" of the "Warrior" path for a minute or two. In addition, the "accumulation" of the ritual steps

"You can now use Lumian's abilities such as "Animal Creation Technique" and "Ghost Exorcism Technique" in actual combat.

In addition, after becoming an "Ascetic Monk", the gifts Lumian received previously have also been enhanced. For example, the contract abilities he can bear have increased by three, but he doesn't really want to sign them all, and is ready to pick one or two that are suitable.

That’s enough. Too many contracts will have too many negative effects, all kinds of. Even the “ascetic monks” will suffer from this.

The priests Guillaume Benet and Bouvard are negative examples.

Of course, this is not an issue that needs to be considered now. There is no way to summon spiritual creatures here.<

Lumian put away the items, lifted the "spiritual wall", and returned the lucky gold coin to Janna while saying in a deep voice: "Let's go to Trier in the Fourth Age now."

"Ah?" Jian Na looked confused.

Ciel also said before that he should stay away from that giant figure and that magnificent city!

Franka looked back thoughtfully and said:

"Do you suspect that the fog covering that city belongs to Mr. Fool? You can get certain protection by entering there, and you don't have to worry about being roared to death by the madman's roar, or losing control and turning into a monster?"

"Yes, it is very dangerous there, but there is also hope for us to protect ourselves and wait for the follow-up." Lumian based on the fog around the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" and the fact that there are many afterimages of important figures from the Fourth Age lingering there.

It is reasonable to infer that the same fog enveloped Trier in the Quaternary Period.

The power from Mr. Fool!

Franka didn't hesitate, nodded slightly and said: "Okay."

Jian Na chose to believe her two companions and did not waste time questioning.

At this time, Anthony Reed also finished cleaning the battlefield and came closer with the harvest.


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