Chapter 1309: Teenager, are you eager for strength?
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The giant snake was cut off by a sword, and the three demon dogs made a roar. The three ferocious dog heads twisted at the same time and bite toward McGonagall.
McGonagall avoided a dog's head and jumped in one step. He stepped the dog's head into the ground. His body suddenly rose high, avoiding the dog's head biting from the side. He turned over and fell on the back of the dog. The spine of the head of the **** dog.
The huge three-headed demon dog made a scream, crashed to the ground, choked a few times, completely silent.
McGonagall landed lightly, the blood-stained sword fell down, and the viper, which was still trying to sneak up on him, was nailed to the ground. He glanced at the three deviled devils, and shook his head boringly.
The growth of the knight's strength is based on the speed of cultivation, the improvement of strength, and the combat skills mastered by the understanding of battle.
Powerful knights generally have powerful and beautiful combat skills, such as the flames of the wave, the martial arts (this crossed /)...
But McGonagall is special. The skills that Alex created are not beautiful. He even sometimes wonders if it can be called combat skills.
There are no loud names of combat skills, and there are no beautiful effects.
Some are the simplest and most effective swords that raise the body's strength and speed to the extreme.
Just like the sword he had killed three demon dogs, the ordinary sword, even the first-level knight can make the same trick.
At the same level of Warcraft, he barely wastes a little bit of power and kills him in the simplest way.
This is his way of fighting.
"The father is getting more and more powerful, so the terrible big dog, it will kill at once." Amy screamed with a small hand, when they went out, they were chased by the pigs, now the father You can solve them easily.
Irina's face also showed a smile, a familiar battle, a seemingly simple sword, no matter the timing, or the fatal point of search, he is still the most powerful knight.
"Go down." McGonagall waved at the mobile restaurant. The hanging restaurant quickly fell, stopped at three meters off the ground, and the ladder slowly lowered. Irina took Amy's little hand and went down.
"Be careful, there may be poisonous insects here," McGonagall reminded, walking toward the broken stone statue with a black mist in the center of the big pit.
From the point of view of debris, the stone statue should be about three meters high. The head that fell to the side is still intact. It is a hoe. There are two red stones in the deep eye socket, and it still emits a faint light.
"What the **** is this?" McGonagall stepped forward and stood up three meters away, kneeling down to look at the girl.
This skull is somewhat rough, but it looks very old. It should have been a very long time, and there are some road-like words engraved on the side of the face. It looks very different from the mainland lingua franca.
Meg was staring at the words and looked seriously. The eyes of the stone suddenly flashed red. Meg only felt that his spirit was caught in a whirlpool. With a feeling of dizziness, he came to a In the huge stone temple of black.
The stone temple is ten meters high and is made up of black boulders. The wall is lit with a green flame. The empty hall is only standing in front of McGonagall. It is extraordinarily small.
At the end of the main hall there is a huge stone chair, a tall monk sitting in a stone chair in a black cloak, scarlet eyes looking at McGonagall, the low voice sounded: "You, do you want strength?" ?"
"System, someone here grabs your line." McGonagall, looking at the monk sitting in the chair, is this the legendary bone king?
This monk looks very similar to the previous stone statue, and he was dragged into this mysterious space without any reason while observing the mysterious characters on the stone head. It seems that this should be the mysterious person behind the black fog.
What a straightforward opening statement.
If you just traversed, you will come to this mysterious space. Maybe his brain will be hot, and maybe it is another cruel reincarnation story.
Seeing that McGonagall didn’t answer, the red light flashed in the eyes of the monk, and the scene began to appear in McGon’s mind...
In the northern snowfield, a group of brutal snow wolves madly chased the nomads, the horses could not get rid of the chasing of the snow wolf, a group of people were thrown down, and then the snow wolf that swarmed up, this **** chase, and finally only a small The boy escaped, and a sword was hung on his horse. McGonagall recognized that it was the sword of heaven.
"This is what happened when Alex was a child." Meg was thoughtful, looking at the boy who was facing the north and screaming in the snow, his heart was awkward.
Then the picture turned, in the northern part of the Los Angeles Empire, a group of Imperial Cavalry was surrounded by several orcs. As a cavalry leader, Alex could still only watch his men and brothers in the siege. More than a hundred cavalry, only six people finally rushed out of the encirclement.
The picture turned again, the pouring rain, wearing an armor, and Alex, who was hanging on the waist of the generals, carried a baby in the middle of her arms, and was caught in a heavy encirclement. The powerful magic enveloped the sky and hundreds of heavy cavalry directed him. The charge was launched, the devil was smirking, and the arrow of the elf shooter aimed at the child behind him...
After a big battle, Alex lying in a pool of blood, squinting at the guys smirking and picking off his hamstrings, and injecting cursing magic into his body, will smash The child kicked a few tens of meters away and went away.
Looking at the figure that climbed hard in the rainy night, McGonagall slowly clenched his fist.
Yes, at this time, the most eager is power.
"You, do you want strength?"
The seductive voice rang again in the ears of McGonagall.
"Accept my trade, become my servant, you will be the strongest in the world, and easily kill these guys."
The voice continued to seduce, as if it was directly in the mind of McGonagall.
"This way, who can stand it." McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly. If he looked at the pictures just by a third-party perspective, he might nod his head at all costs.
But he is not Alex after all, although there is some anger in his heart, but he has not lost his mind.
So he opened his eyes and looked at the monk sitting in the chair and smiled and shook his head: "No, I am eager to cook."
The red eyes of the deaf people flashed a bit, and it seemed that the answer to McGonagall was somewhat unexpected.
"Who are you? What is the purpose of laying this black fog?" McGonagall smiled and asked the monk slightly.
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The giant snake was cut off by a sword, and the three demon dogs made a roar. The three ferocious dog heads twisted at the same time and bite toward McGonagall.
McGonagall avoided a dog's head and jumped in one step. He stepped the dog's head into the ground. His body suddenly rose high, avoiding the dog's head biting from the side. He turned over and fell on the back of the dog. The spine of the head of the **** dog.
The huge three-headed demon dog made a scream, crashed to the ground, choked a few times, completely silent.
McGonagall landed lightly, the blood-stained sword fell down, and the viper, which was still trying to sneak up on him, was nailed to the ground. He glanced at the three deviled devils, and shook his head boringly.
The growth of the knight's strength is based on the speed of cultivation, the improvement of strength, and the combat skills mastered by the understanding of battle.
Powerful knights generally have powerful and beautiful combat skills, such as the flames of the wave, the martial arts (this crossed /)...
But McGonagall is special. The skills that Alex created are not beautiful. He even sometimes wonders if it can be called combat skills.
There are no loud names of combat skills, and there are no beautiful effects.
Some are the simplest and most effective swords that raise the body's strength and speed to the extreme.
Just like the sword he had killed three demon dogs, the ordinary sword, even the first-level knight can make the same trick.
At the same level of Warcraft, he barely wastes a little bit of power and kills him in the simplest way.
This is his way of fighting.
"The father is getting more and more powerful, so the terrible big dog, it will kill at once." Amy screamed with a small hand, when they went out, they were chased by the pigs, now the father You can solve them easily.
Irina's face also showed a smile, a familiar battle, a seemingly simple sword, no matter the timing, or the fatal point of search, he is still the most powerful knight.
"Go down." McGonagall waved at the mobile restaurant. The hanging restaurant quickly fell, stopped at three meters off the ground, and the ladder slowly lowered. Irina took Amy's little hand and went down.
"Be careful, there may be poisonous insects here," McGonagall reminded, walking toward the broken stone statue with a black mist in the center of the big pit.
From the point of view of debris, the stone statue should be about three meters high. The head that fell to the side is still intact. It is a hoe. There are two red stones in the deep eye socket, and it still emits a faint light.
"What the **** is this?" McGonagall stepped forward and stood up three meters away, kneeling down to look at the girl.
This skull is somewhat rough, but it looks very old. It should have been a very long time, and there are some road-like words engraved on the side of the face. It looks very different from the mainland lingua franca.
Meg was staring at the words and looked seriously. The eyes of the stone suddenly flashed red. Meg only felt that his spirit was caught in a whirlpool. With a feeling of dizziness, he came to a In the huge stone temple of black.
The stone temple is ten meters high and is made up of black boulders. The wall is lit with a green flame. The empty hall is only standing in front of McGonagall. It is extraordinarily small.
At the end of the main hall there is a huge stone chair, a tall monk sitting in a stone chair in a black cloak, scarlet eyes looking at McGonagall, the low voice sounded: "You, do you want strength?" ?"
"System, someone here grabs your line." McGonagall, looking at the monk sitting in the chair, is this the legendary bone king?
This monk looks very similar to the previous stone statue, and he was dragged into this mysterious space without any reason while observing the mysterious characters on the stone head. It seems that this should be the mysterious person behind the black fog.
What a straightforward opening statement.
If you just traversed, you will come to this mysterious space. Maybe his brain will be hot, and maybe it is another cruel reincarnation story.
Seeing that McGonagall didn’t answer, the red light flashed in the eyes of the monk, and the scene began to appear in McGon’s mind...
In the northern snowfield, a group of brutal snow wolves madly chased the nomads, the horses could not get rid of the chasing of the snow wolf, a group of people were thrown down, and then the snow wolf that swarmed up, this **** chase, and finally only a small The boy escaped, and a sword was hung on his horse. McGonagall recognized that it was the sword of heaven.
"This is what happened when Alex was a child." Meg was thoughtful, looking at the boy who was facing the north and screaming in the snow, his heart was awkward.
Then the picture turned, in the northern part of the Los Angeles Empire, a group of Imperial Cavalry was surrounded by several orcs. As a cavalry leader, Alex could still only watch his men and brothers in the siege. More than a hundred cavalry, only six people finally rushed out of the encirclement.
The picture turned again, the pouring rain, wearing an armor, and Alex, who was hanging on the waist of the generals, carried a baby in the middle of her arms, and was caught in a heavy encirclement. The powerful magic enveloped the sky and hundreds of heavy cavalry directed him. The charge was launched, the devil was smirking, and the arrow of the elf shooter aimed at the child behind him...
After a big battle, Alex lying in a pool of blood, squinting at the guys smirking and picking off his hamstrings, and injecting cursing magic into his body, will smash The child kicked a few tens of meters away and went away.
Looking at the figure that climbed hard in the rainy night, McGonagall slowly clenched his fist.
Yes, at this time, the most eager is power.
"You, do you want strength?"
The seductive voice rang again in the ears of McGonagall.
"Accept my trade, become my servant, you will be the strongest in the world, and easily kill these guys."
The voice continued to seduce, as if it was directly in the mind of McGonagall.
"This way, who can stand it." McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly. If he looked at the pictures just by a third-party perspective, he might nod his head at all costs.
But he is not Alex after all, although there is some anger in his heart, but he has not lost his mind.
So he opened his eyes and looked at the monk sitting in the chair and smiled and shook his head: "No, I am eager to cook."
The red eyes of the deaf people flashed a bit, and it seemed that the answer to McGonagall was somewhat unexpected.
"Who are you? What is the purpose of laying this black fog?" McGonagall smiled and asked the monk slightly.
The giant snake was cut off by a sword, and the three demon dogs made a roar. The three ferocious dog heads twisted at the same time and bite toward McGonagall.McGonagall avoided a dog's head and jumped in one step. He stepped the dog's head into the ground. His body suddenly rose high, avoiding the dog's head biting from the side. He turned over and fell on the back of the dog. The spine of the head of the **** dog.The huge three-headed demon dog made a scream, crashed to the ground, choked a few times, completely silent.McGonagall landed lightly, the blood-stained sword fell down, and the viper, which was still trying to sneak up on him, was nailed to the ground. He glanced at the three deviled devils, and shook his head boringly.The growth of the knight's strength is based on the speed of cultivation, the improvement of strength, and the combat skills mastered by the understanding of battle.Powerful knights generally have powerful and beautiful combat skills, such as the flames of the wave, the martial arts this crossed /...But McGonagall is special. The skills that Alex created are not beautiful. He even sometimes wonders if it can be called combat skills.There are no loud names of combat skills, and there are no beautiful effects.Some are the simplest and most effective swords that raise the body's strength and speed to the extreme.Just like the sword he had killed three demon dogs, the ordinary sword, even the first-level knight can make the same trick.At the same level of Warcraft, he barely wastes a little bit of power and kills him in the simplest way.This is his way of fighting."The father is getting more and more powerful, so the terrible big dog, it will kill at once." Amy screamed with a small hand, when they went out, they were chased by the pigs, now the father You can solve them easily.Irina's face also showed a smile, a familiar battle, a seemingly simple sword, no matter the timing, or the fatal point of search, he is still the most powerful knight."Go down." McGonagall waved at the mobile restaurant. The hanging restaurant quickly fell, stopped at three meters off the ground, and the ladder slowly lowered. Irina took Amy's little hand and went down."Be careful, there may be poisonous insects here," McGonagall reminded, walking toward the broken stone statue with a black mist in the center of the big pit.From the point of view of debris, the stone statue should be about three meters high. The head that fell to the side is still intact. It is a hoe. There are two red stones in the deep eye socket, and it still emits a faint light."What the **** is this?" McGonagall stepped forward and stood up three meters away, kneeling down to look at the girl.This skull is somewhat rough, but it looks very old. It should have been a very long time, and there are some road-like words engraved on the side of the face. It looks very different from the mainland lingua franca.Meg was staring at the words and looked seriously. The eyes of the stone suddenly flashed red. Meg only felt that his spirit was caught in a whirlpool. With a feeling of dizziness, he came to a In the huge stone temple of black.The stone temple is ten meters high and is made up of black boulders. The wall is lit with a green flame. The empty hall is only standing in front of McGonagall. It is extraordinarily small.At the end of the main hall there is a huge stone chair, a tall monk sitting in a stone chair in a black cloak, scarlet eyes looking at McGonagall, the low voice sounded: "You, do you want strength?" ?""System, someone here grabs your line." McGonagall, looking at the monk sitting in the chair, is this the legendary bone king?This monk looks very similar to the previous stone statue, and he was dragged into this mysterious space without any reason while observing the mysterious characters on the stone head. It seems that this should be the mysterious person behind the black fog.What a straightforward opening statement.If you just traversed, you will come to this mysterious space. Maybe his brain will be hot, and maybe it is another cruel reincarnation story.Seeing that McGonagall didn't answer, the red light flashed in the eyes of the monk, and the scene began to appear in McGon's mind...In the northern snowfield, a group of brutal snow wolves madly chased the nomads, the horses could not get rid of the chasing of the snow wolf, a group of people were thrown down, and then the snow wolf that swarmed up, this **** chase, and finally only a small The boy escaped, and a sword was hung on his horse. McGonagall recognized that it was the sword of heaven."This is what happened when Alex was a child." Meg was thoughtful, looking at the boy who was facing the north and screaming in the snow, his heart was awkward.Then the picture turned, in the northern part of the Los Angeles Empire, a group of Imperial Cavalry was surrounded by several orcs. As a cavalry leader, Alex could still only watch his men and brothers in the siege. More than a hundred cavalry, only six people finally rushed out of the encirclement.The picture turned again, the pouring rain, wearing an armor, and Alex, who was hanging on the waist of the generals, carried a baby in the middle of her arms, and was caught in a heavy encirclement. The powerful magic enveloped the sky and hundreds of heavy cavalry directed him. The charge was launched, the devil was smirking, and the arrow of the elf shooter aimed at the child behind him...After a big battle, Alex lying in a pool of blood, squinting at the guys smirking and picking off his hamstrings, and injecting cursing magic into his body, will smash The child kicked a few tens of meters away and went away.Looking at the figure that climbed hard in the rainy night, McGonagall slowly clenched his fist.Yes, at this time, the most eager is power."You, do you want strength?"The seductive voice rang again in the ears of McGonagall."Accept my trade, become my servant, you will be the strongest in the world, and easily kill these guys."The voice continued to seduce, as if it was directly in the mind of McGonagall."This way, who can stand it." McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly. If he looked at the pictures just by a third-party perspective, he might nod his head at all costs.But he is not Alex after all, although there is some anger in his heart, but he has not lost his mind.So he opened his eyes and looked at the monk sitting in the chair and smiled and shook his head: "No, I am eager to cook."The red eyes of the deaf people flashed a bit, and it seemed that the answer to McGonagall was somewhat unexpected."Who are you? What is the purpose of laying this black fog?" McGonagall smiled and asked the monk slightly.
