Almighty Alchemist - v3 Chapter 80

City of Royo.

City main house.

It used to be the center of admiration and awe of all citizens.

Newly-appointed officials will come here to visit, and local wealthy businessmen will occasionally present gifts. Some samurai will deliberately make a noise at the door nearby, showing their strength and eager to attract the attention of the Lord.

Citizens spontaneously take off their hats as they pass by the gates of the city ’s main government. The soldiers who have always been arrogant here will not dare to make a loud noise. Even if some strong men come here, they will show the best to the local chief. Basic etiquette.

In any city, the owner is the king.

But now everything has changed.

The building is still that building, and the guards at the door are still brightly armored. However, the sky above the city’s main house is permeated with a sense of defeat and a gloomy death, which makes the whole mansion a deadly heart .

The emperor’s order has been issued.

The old town owner is about to leave, and the new town owner has not yet arrived. Test text watermark 2.

Every day, we are getting farther and farther from the glorious power. The loss of pain always surpasses people’s imagination, and in the waiting becomes torment, gnawing Derby; the heart of Count Amphlet.

The city’s guards became lazy and indifferent.

Occasionally, there were galloping horses running outside, and their distracted eyes seemed to be invisible, without any interest in drinking.

Today is Derby; the moment when Count Amplitt officially stepped down.

The new successor will come soon.

I heard that it was a retired officer, so Count Anflett specifically ordered the welcome band to prepare to greet each other with military songs.

In front of the gate of the city’s main mansion, a hundred-meter-long granite floor was covered with a thick red carpet.

Count Amplitt stood at the forefront of the officials of the city of Royo. Behind him were the city’s finance chief, military chief, and others.

The frustrated expression on Count Amplitt’s face seemed to be dying. Test text watermark 6.

Somewhere in the distance, several intimidating powerhouses, division Abraham Maritt, sky warrior Kevin Bears, and Gary Inston stood lazily, watching the excitement quietly.

Behind them, there was still Gale Aliron.

The only surviving commander of the Darkscale Armored Forces at this Spark prison was severely reprimanded for the heavy loss of his troops.

It was Malite who kept him.

Today, he also came here to meet the new city lord, but did not bring his Darkscale Armor.

Since the disappearance of Spock Prison, this “wind-like” man has become even colder ever since.

He easily stopped talking.

“Did you know? Master Maritt, I have attended more funerals in my life than weddings.” Kevin Beers suddenly laughed.

The gold robe master looked at the sky warrior who looked like Clark Gable, and his proud two-handed mustache was sorting out a strange smile. Test text watermark 9.

“What do you want to tell me?” Maritt asked.

Kevin Beers answered politely: “As a teacher, you have devoted all your life’s work to the study of magic. It is for this reason that your understanding of the world’s customs is still limited. And I am different. A samurai, not only has to learn to win in battle, but most importantly, to observe people. The battle of the mage is to exert his powerful spells as much as possible, and the warrior battle is the opposite. It is to find the weak points of the enemy. So we are accustomed to observe others, analyze their inner world through their expressions, and determine their actions. “

Kevin Bears’ moustache jumped a few more times: “The reason why I have attended many funerals is because it is a place that is very suitable for expressing the true feelings. I like to watch people ’s sad expressions and appreciate some of them. Things. I noticed that not everyone who participated in the funeral was full of grief. Test text watermark 7. In fact, in the funerals I attended, I found that at least half of the people, for the dead It doesn’t matter, a quarter of them are even happy, and only the last quarter will remain basically sad, but to varying degrees. “

He refers to a large group of waiting officials in the distance: “Some of them are heartbroken for the power and glory they are about to lose; others are afraid and frightened whether their future destiny will go in a worse direction; others are hesitant, maybe they are planning How should I treat the newly-appointed city lord? Some people are happy, it seems that the long-term unwillingness finally has a chance to get rid of. The alternation between appointment and retirement is like a funeral, some people ’s hearts are dead, some people My heart is alive. “

“So this is like a grand performance, the difference is just a gorgeous symphony.” Kevin Beers leisurely said: “It is also like a funny puppet show, the important thing is not how the performers perform, but to see Does the person who knows the show appreciate it? “

“The worldly power is not in my heart.” Maritt answered coldly. Test text watermark 2.

“But it’s undeniable that you do have it, and you don’t want to lose it,” Kevin Beers said with a smile.

“Yes, Kevin.” The horsepower characteristic points at his lion-like head: “Is this world never fair? Officials need to be careful to do things, not to make the slightest mistake, and we have no such thing Concerns. We can do whatever we want without worrying about not being supported. “

“That’s because we have paid a huge price for it, and spent the hardest time in cultivation, cold eyes, and ridicule, until now.” Gary Inston said suddenly.

Maritt took a deep look at the two sky warriors: “Yes, that’s right. So strong strength is the only basis for survival in this weak and powerful world. All powers are delusional. Those officials, But our slaves are destined to serve us. Their joy, sorrow and sorrow have no meaning to us. Only themselves can cling to this false power. Test text watermark 4. “

At that time, Garrick Inston suddenly thought, what if someone stronger than them appeared? Will Maritt adhere to his arguments as always? Even in the world of weak meat and strong food, even the creatures at the top of the biological chain are pulled down by people, isn’t it rare?

Maybe at that time, the performance of the two people around them would be worse and worse than those officials.

At that time, he suddenly thought of Hugh Glair.

The name throbbed in his heart, causing a slight palpitation, and then Garrick Inston watched a figure coming from afar.

咚, 咚, 咚, 咚.

It was the sound of heavy footsteps on the ground.

From far to near, gradually clear.

Even the earth trembled.

A warrior in black armor appeared at a distant end, as if a magician crawling out of hell, with a dark breath of death. Even at such a long distance, the coldness of the killing made everyone’s minds Coolness spread. Test text watermark 9.

Under that overlaid iron helmet, the deep dim light was like two dark red stars, flickering and beating, a powerful sense of terror.

The black warrior’s hand was holding a super-long epee, dragged by a large sword, and scratched on the granite ground. He jumped out countless brilliant sparks and cut out deep grooves.

On both sides of the road, there were guards holding spears. They tried to approach each other’s origin, but before they got closer, they were deterred by the powerful and terrible killing sent out from the other side.

No one, dare, can, can, be close to the black warrior.

That is majesty from the strong, pride from the top of the food chain.

There was a high-pitched symphony in the distance, which was a welcoming band who mistakenly assumed that the new official took office and made a small mistake.

The high-pitched military song played, pushing the atmosphere to the top of seriousness in an instant. Test text watermark 6.

The military song called out the roar of the soldiers, and brought people into a battlefield where flesh and blood flew.

The imposing music, the lineup of the two armies, and the heavy and solid footsteps at this moment are condensed into a march of warriors in the wind, which seamlessly matches the rhythm.

The wind blew softly, with the last coolness of early spring.

In the song of the army, the black warrior came firmly like a rock in the wind.

Ignore everything around you.

In his eyes, at the far end, he could only see one person.

Abraham Maritt.

Stepping on the vigorous and vigorous drums, and stepping on strong and solid steps, in the ring of hundreds of soldiers, he strode forward, fearless.

One person, walking towards that being that represents the apex of human power.

One person, walking towards the existence that represents the top of the human power. Test text watermark 2.

A person emits an aura that is stronger than the sum of all the existence in this area …

One person deterred everyone.

The waiting officials, looking at the sudden appearance of the guy with amazement, were horrified.

They don’t know who the other party is, but it is clear that the visitor was bad.

Moving forward in the tragic military song, walking alone among the pack of wolves, like a lone tiger, fearless and powerful, the black warrior finally came to the waiting officials.

A group of soldiers stood nervously in front, watching him carefully.

Came to Derby; Count Anfleet stood before him, slowly raising his left hand.

People then noticed that he was carrying a small oilcloth wrap on his left hand.

The black warrior threw the parcel into the sky, and at that moment the right-handed epee marked a brilliant arc, and was splitting on the parcel.

The tarpaulin shattered, wrapped around the floor, and rolled a human head out of it. Test text watermark 3.

This scared all officials back at the same time.

Derby; Count Amplitt saw very clearly that this head belonged to a man named Alec; the man from Brad was also the new town owner who was about to take office.

But now, the new city lord has only his head to his destination.

A deep, hoarse voice that sounded like a sharpening knife, sounded under the cladding iron helmet:

“He … no … will … come …”

The fear in my heart was instantly amplified to the extreme, and the bright symphony finally realized his mistake and reluctantly stopped the call sign in the wind.

The black warrior ignored everyone around him and turned his head again to look at the gold robe mage on the other side.

He walked towards him.

Just before approaching, stop.

Point your left index finger at Maritt, and then point your thumb back to yourself, making a downward cut.

duel!

Endless battle!

Maritt’s eyes let out a horrifying fire, and the golden robes blew without wind, exaggerating a surging momentum.

“Krispin … Bolan!” The name came out of his mouth that he couldn’t even believe.

Although he didn’t see his face, at that moment, Maritt knew that the person standing in front of him was Boran!

“Hey!” The black warrior Yangtianxiao shouted out his life’s anger, roaring out the wildest domineering of the wild tiger.

The gas field opened wide and straight to Maritt.

Time condenses at this moment.

In writing this paragraph, I actually want to show the scene of “The Hacker 3” Rinio against Smith.

I walked into the camera in just a few seconds. I watched it ten times, and I thought about it, and then used a chapter to express …

Do n’t know if it ’s a stupid act?

I have always believed that every author is good at what he likes.

Some people say that what I write is like a drama, some people say that I write a pseudo-translator, and some people say that I am a robber.

None of this is wrong, because I like that style, so I write it that way.

I believe that friends who like my book also have hobbies and interests in common with me.

I like the scene of life and death duel, magnificent and magnificent, and want to show them, that is my purpose.

As for whether I have shown it, I don’t know, but I know I tried to do it.

If you do it well, you can give everyone the sad feeling before the battle. If you do n’t do it well, that is the act of irrigation. !! ~!