Soul of Burning Steel

"Please sit down."

In the center of the small town called Alain, inside an altar made entirely of rocks and white luminous crystals, the heroic swordsman returned to his seat in the center of the altar with a stone long sword inserted Among the sword graves, only a voice with an ethereal meaning reverberated in the hall.

And following the words of the hero, a wooden chair placed in the corner was moved by an invisible force and moved behind the soldier.

Qiao Xiuya sat down unceremoniously, and then looked at the sacrificial hall with curious eyes.

Through the name of the town, the names of other villagers, and the name of this extreme pinnacle-level hero, the soldiers can roughly guess the situation here. This entire village on the mountain is this Aleenyas. The descendants of Torreya, his name became the name of the town, and he also relied on the worship of descendants to become a hero, and guarded his blood in these undead apocalypse.

This is something that can be easily guessed, and neither the swordsman nor the other villagers have concealed it. It seems that this situation is normal for the world of Grantia.

The mountains in the middle of the night always have a hint of coldness, but there are crystals in the shrine hall, releasing magical warm light, and the torches on both sides of the sword mound are burning with long-lasting flames, blasting waves of heat, and In the sword tomb like a ladder-shaped altar, the old swordsman’s calm voice came out: "In order to reduce consumption, I will not appear as a physical entity. You can forgive me if you want to come."

"I naturally don't care."

Sitting on the chair, the soldier shrugged. With the help of the system, he now became more proficient in Grantia’s World Language: "But to be honest, Mr. Alain, I can see that you don’t welcome me. So now I don’t do much politeness, don’t worry, as long as you can answer some of my doubts, I will leave naturally without disturbing your peaceful life."

What a keen observation of the Jiyi Warrior, the faint alienation and indifference in the expression of the old swordsman is not hidden, anyone can see it.

"It's not welcome, but it's not enough, but facing a strong man in the world who suddenly appeared and claimed to be a person from another world, a small mountain town would naturally feel very scared, even this strong man did not It's the same with any malice, just like a hare will fear the elephants passing by the nest."

In the sword grave, Alain’s faint voice sounded, and his reply was simple and direct, but this was also a sincere expression: "Warrior Joshua, you saved my descendants, so as long as you ask, I I will try my best to answer and make sure that there are no omissions, and I will not try to conceal anything. With my spirituality, this statement is true."

The language used by the old swordsman is the lingua franca of ancient Grantia, and its grammatical structure is quite different from the current one. Even the locals occasionally find it difficult to understand, but for Joshua, who has a systematic dictionary In terms of the two, there is no difference. Hearing what Alain said, the soldier did not hesitate, and simply asked: "What is the geographical situation of this world? Where is this small town located in it and why is there such a wild outskirts? Many shadow monsters"

"The name of this world is Grantia, and its name comes from the first explorer who traveled around the continent. I will ask others to get a copy of the continent map for you later. This small town is located on the southeast edge of the mainland and further east. Or just a little bit south, it’s the green tide sea."

Alain’s words were gentle and clear. He seemed to be afraid that the soldiers would not understand him. He occasionally stopped to explain two proper nouns. But when talking about the shadow monsters in Joshua’s mouth, the old man’s tone finally brought There was a hint of anger: "As for those dead shadows, as the name suggests, they are naturally the shadows that are produced after the dead recover."

Under the careful narration of the other party, the soldier finally had a general understanding of the situation in this world.

About thirty years ago, the entire Grandia continent was divided and ruled by two powerful empires. The other small countries sandwiched between the two empires had long lost their ability to be independent and could only become their vassals.

Two empires, one occupying the southeast of the mainland and the other occupying the northwest of the mainland, they are divided and ruled by mountains, rivers and natural dangers. Because the internal development and internal conflicts of the two sides have reached a limit, and there is an urgent need for external expansion and transfer of contradictions, one or two **** conflicts will erupt from time to time at the border, and proxy wars between small countries are also often initiated. The contradictions of the great empire can no longer be eased. Everyone believes that a full-scale world-class war will break out in one or two years.

"The cataclysm happened at that time." The mood returned to stability, and the old man narrated the events at that time in an indifferent tone.

The Ulan Empire, located in the northwest, has always been known for its powerful psychic power. The nation has even popularized psychic practice. The vast majority of the people have basic psychic abilities and can freely drive many magical instruments. The Gelu Empire, which is not in the southeast, occupies the natural danger fortress, and the population is three times that of it. The top heavenly powers are no less than or even surpass it, then the extremely elite Ulan Psionic Army has already swept the whole The world has unified the whole continent.

But one day twenty-seven years ago, an unbelievable change took place around the capital of the Ulan Empire, Gethar, where there was a psionic emperor, six marshals, a population of more than seven million, and a total of more than ten. A huge city guarded by a strong man in the sky, in an inexplicable earthquake, it instantly became a dead zone without any living. The three psionic wizards of the Ulan Empire tried to detect the abnormal changes in the capital. But only a few survived.

"From that day on, the mutation centered on Gethar and began to spread to the whole world. The Gelug Empire, who was at a loss and completely unclear about the situation, was naturally not immune."

Speaking of this, a pair of flame-like eyes condensed above the sword tomb. These eyes looked up at the top of the sacrificial hall, as if they could penetrate the rock formations and crystals, and saw the sky behind, the old man said softly: "The whole continent , Are surrounded by a layer of black fog, the light of the sun and the moon becomes dim, and at night, there will be countless ghosts of the dead born from the black fog, attacking everything that can be attacked."

"The two empires collapsed within a few years, and countless people were displaced and died violently."

In just a few words, the warrior can feel the **** storm hidden in it

"And I woke up at that time."

At this time, the body of the heroic Arene condensed once again. The old swordsman looked down at his body composed entirely of spiritual matter and energy, and said ironically: "Not all souls have lost themselves, probably Because of the fact that I have more descendants, under the worship of these children, I did not fall, but restored a part of my strength before I was alive, and became the legendary heroic spirit, guarding them in this crazy world."

"In that case, at night, the entire world of Grantia will turn into a dead zone of undead dancing."

Hearing this, Joshua raised his eyebrows, and he asked in a very strange tone in Alain’s ears: "So, what's their strength?"

"Most of them are just shadows weaker than ordinary people. As long as you muster up the courage, even a child can crush one or two."

The old swordsman shook his head: "If there are not too many, it can be said that there is no threat. The fierce rats are more dangerous than them, but even so, there will be strong people similar to me in the shadow of death. They are the ender lords who command the dead shadows in a place, and they are also called leaders by other dead shadows with wisdom."

"That's it." Qiao Xiuya didn't feel a pity for losing a means to quickly accumulate experience. He just asked habitually. After thinking for a while, the soldier asked again: "I just heard you talk about heaven. Words such as psionic energy, can you tell me how the extraordinary power system in your world is specifically divided?"

Joshua came to this world, the main task is to search for the relics of the fourth sage, but here is also the opportunity for him to advance to the legend, in order to have a deeper understanding of the power of steel in the world of Grantia, the warrior should naturally ask more about this. Information.

"It seems that you are indeed from the outside world, and you would actually ask such a question." Looking deeply at Joshua, Alain seemed to doubt the truth of what the warrior said before, but now it is. Fully confirmed. He sorted out the vocabulary a bit, and then explained it in detail to Joshua.

In the world of Grantia, extraordinary powers are mainly divided into two schools, one is the magical energy series that refines the power of the earth spar, the other is the psychic energy series that delves into the power of your own mind, and the magical energy series is convenient for practice. It is fast, as long as you have the earth spar, you can advance, but it is limited by resources and cannot be popularized. Although the psionics is popular, it often needs to reflect on the self and soul, and it is difficult to achieve.

The old swordsman was a powerful magic swordsman before he was alive. He has fought with countless strong men in his life, so he has a good understanding of the information of various systems, but the one that knows best is the magic swordsman.

The so-called earth spar is the original crystal. In the carriage escorted by Davia's team, the original crystal is used to maintain the cultivation of the extraordinary in this small town, and the spar is also graded. There is a huge gap between them from the lowest gray crystal to the highest holy stone seed.

As soon as the old hero's thoughts moved, a high-quality cloud diamond flew towards the warrior. Joshua unceremoniously reached out and grabbed it, and then began to explore its power.

"Before mastering the essence of oneself and developing talented abilities, all levels of the system were divided into junior high and third grades. After the talented abilities were developed, the magic power was called the realm, and the psychic powers were Called a mentor." As the warrior studied the cloud diamond, Alain continued to explain.

It seems that this so-called realm is the golden realm.

A colleague who studied Yunzuan, Qiao Xiuya nodded slightly and said that she was listening. Upon seeing this, the old swordsman continued: "As for you, you have already unwound the natural shackles and reached the endless existence of the universe and heaven. It is the heaven in my mouth, the pioneer among the psionicists."

"Really, there are indeed similarities."

Joshua nodded thoughtfully. The so-called Heavenly Realm description does have some similarities to Jiyi, but it is not surprising that there are humans in the world of Grantia, as well as the relics of sages, here and Mike Luo The Husband Land must have a lot to do with it, and even the origin of humans in the Grantia world is likely to be a batch of seeds transferred from the sages, just like the father of nature once did.

At this moment, the Heroic Spirit Swordsman, who was waiting for Joshua's next question, suddenly subconsciously touched his hilt with his right hand.

He sensed the warrior's intent to fight.

"how about you."

Qiao Xiuya slowly stood up from the chair. He and the old swordsman looked at each other and asked calmly: "Part of the power of recovery is the strength of the peak of the heavens in your mouth. Listening to your tone, you seem to be towards Ulan The psychic emperors and marshals of the empire don't bother me. I am very curious about your true strength."

The old man was silent, he just squinted his eyes and stared at the soldier with two weapons floating behind him.

"Speaking a thousand words, it is better to try it with your swords facing each other to reveal your true character." The mysterious heroic swordsman said as if talking to himself, he shook his head: "You are of this kind of character, it is not surprising , But I won’t fight you, a warrior from another world, my sword will only be used to protect something. This is my principle."

When talking about this, the swordsman named Alain even turned around and turned his back to Joshua. The old man seemed to completely give up the defense.

The soldier frowned because of this. He retracted his momentum and sat back in his seat again.

"Uninteresting guy." He said so, seemingly dissatisfied: "If you refuse, I won't force it, but you turned your back to me."

Joshua shook his head, as if it were a great insult.

And it seemed that because he had often dealt with existences like warriors, the old swordsman who had already had a set of coping procedures chuckled and did not respond to Qiao Xiuya's words. He calmly asked, "Excuse me, what else is wrong." "

"No." Joshua shook his head: "That's enough."

He already knows the situation of the world in general, and the system of extraordinary powers in this place. Coupled with the map of the world that will be sent later, the soldier feels that the trip has been very rewarding, and he is protecting the team of carriages and running around. It doesn't hurt to be late.

The Heroic Swordsman named Alein Astorea is indeed a person who keeps his promises. Apart from his own strength, there is no concealment in his words. Joshua also understands the other party's choice. I don’t know where the name comes from. The power is strong enough to destroy the existence of the village he cherishes. It is the most stupid choice to fully reveal his strength. So even if the warrior has great interest in this obviously extraordinary swordsman, it is not He who is a wicked person will not force it.

"You answered so many questions I have, and I should give back a little too."

A handful of the spar that had been completely analyzed in his hand and absorbed all his power was crushed into pieces. The soldier sensed that his body had risen to 39% of the power liberation level, and said seriously: "By the way, thank you for this cloud. Drill."

By absorbing the power inside the spar through the same steps as the transcendents of the magic power line, Joshua, who tempered her body, has some clues on how to analyze the power of steel in this world.

The white, cloud-like crystal that Alain gave him contains a certain power between the vitality and magical elements. It can be easily accepted by the human body, but it can show similar elements. Therefore, the magic power of this world is a combination of magic and martial arts. The extraordinary power in their bodies is the product of this kind of power that is completely repulsive in the Mykrov Continent.

The vindictive energy derived from the vitality and the elemental magic are both tributaries of the power of steel. Although they are inherently repulsive, they must also have products that merge with the original crystal in the world of Grantia, which can be carried. The power to create everything is the essence of the steel of origin. Just relying on imitating the power of the cloud drill to assimilate Qiao Xiu a little bit in his body, he increased his liberation rate by two points, which proved that he was looking for the right direction.

Therefore, the warrior did not hesitate to give the Heroic Spirit Swordsman a method to cultivate fighting spirit on the Mykrov Continent.

"This"

Listening to Qiao Xiuya’s dictation bit by bit about the most fundamental cultivation method of fighting energy and vitality, the old swordsman who reached the peak of the magic power family immediately knew how precious this cultivation method from another world is. This is another one. This is a completely different, yet equally promising transcendent road. In addition, for Alain, who has already had an analogy, this knowledge can also enable him to go further, just like Joshuain’s cloud diamond. Benefit the same.

Is Alain’s heart willing to be favored by others? He answered Joshua’s question because Joshua saved his descendants. Yes, now that the knowledge given by the fighters, the heroic spirits will naturally give back, and the two of them In this way, they answered each other's doubts and told each other about their insights until noon the next day.

The satisfied soldier took a map marked with the power of most of the survivors in the world, and kept his promise and left the village in the deep mountains. Following the guidance of the mirror, he marched towards the west. .

After seeing Joshua off, the villagers who returned to their normal lives also began to work busy.

Inside the sacrificial hall in the center of the town, the old heroic spirit composed of countless light spots stood in front of his sword grave, closing his eyes and thinking about everything he had heard not long ago.

"Vengeful"

He muttered to himself softly, and then, he could see a blue-golden flame rising from the palm of the old man's hand. Alain opened his eyes, looked at the flame in his hand, and nodded in admiration: "He didn't hide it, it seems that my premonition was wrong."

The reason why the old swordsman did not welcome Joshua to stay in the town for a long time was because he sensed the terrifying resentment of the warrior as vast and terrifying as the ocean. This curse from countless dead surrounds him, as long as he releases it for a while, Infecting dozens of miles into the realm of despair, Alein feared that Joshua would accidentally release the resentment on his body and destroy the entire village, so he was willing to patiently answer every question of the other party, and then hurriedly dealt with him. Send away.

But now, it seems that the soldier is not the kind of being who is addicted to fighting and killing. When fighting together, he does not care about anything. He has a stable thinking and a clear and concise conversation, and he is willing to exchange all his insights generously with himself. There is no doubt that it is. A warrior with strong control and iron will.

"However, this kind of practice method is too dangerous to awaken. If the physical fitness is not enough, it is easy to cause serious injuries or even death. No wonder this kind of existence will be cultivated."

Thinking of this, the Heroic Swordsman frowned. He looked at the busy villagers and his descendants outside the sacrificial hall, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes: "And if there is no fighting as a nourishment, this kind of power will progress. It’s very slow, and it’s not as fast as the magic can absorb the power of the spar.

"Now the supply of spar is still sufficient."

Thinking of this, Alein made a decision: "If this is the case, then we will not spread this power for the time being. When there are no more spars around to trade, let them try this easily popular power. ."

The leaves were flying, time passed, and three days after the soldiers left the town.

Alain, who was sleeping in the altar, suddenly opened his eyes, with the loss of strength to cancel the contract.

Without any hesitation, the Heroic Spirit Swordsman left in an instant and arrived at a high altitude a few miles away from the town.

"come out."

With a chill tone, he calmly yelled at the surrounding sky: "I won't say the second time."

At this time, Alein did not have the peace of communicating with the fighters. At this time, he was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, containing but not firing, the most dangerous. The flames in the eyes of the old swordsman were burning. The light produced was scanning every piece of void inch by inch, and the cyan light traces stretched along his gaze.

And the next moment, a mass of indefinite shape, like a black shadow of mud, just emerged from the atmosphere, and then condensed into a mass of shadows similar to a human shape.

"River Sword Saint Alain Astoria."

This group of humanoid black shadows, which are still twisting and wriggling, smiled at the old swordsman's tip in a harsh and slippery tone: "I am the seat of the third commander, Lords, the shadow of change, on the order of your lord. Come and ask for some information."

"The third leader seems to have risen again."

Regarding this monster, which is obviously a dead shadow, Alain did not make a move. He just closed his eyes with a little disgust, and said coldly: "But he promised me. As long as I don’t make a move, he won’t. Disturb my life."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, how is it possible."

The amorphous shadow named Lotz sneered with a sharp voice: "You are also born from the ritual. How could it be possible to stay out of the matter and tell you the truth? The plan to lead the adults is almost complete, but at this time there is a An incomparably powerful force tears through time and space, and it is an unplanned variable to allow an existence from another world to come to the world. It is the most dangerous unknown. For his whereabouts, the command is bound to win."

Having said this, the shadow turned his head to look at the busy but peaceful mountain town, and said in a gloomy voice: "If you still want your descendants to live"

Pouch.

At a moment that his mind couldn't perceive it, the shadow was cut into two pieces from it.

Alain, still closed his eyes, his hand didn't even press on the hilt, but even so, after another moment, the so-called shadow of change was slashed countless times, smashing into a cloud of mist.

"Even if it is your chief, he dare not threaten me."

He said indifferently: "Go back."

And ten seconds later, the black mist flying in the sky began to sluggishly close. After this large area of ​​weapons, which was so thin that it did not exist, gathered again, only a little bit the size of a fist remained. Very weak, but a very bitter voice sounded from it: "No, you won't kill me."

While talking, this group of shadows gradually grew larger: "My body is thousands of miles away. If you want to kill me through this clone, you can only draw your sword."

"But, as a heroic spirit, you can make several shots with all your strength to make the mountain to the northwest, crack the abyss, and make the Ulan Empire not dared to break the earth for a hundred years. You can also use a few times to break through the holy realm of heaven and earth. Power"

"As long as you don't kill me, I will always threaten your descendants, but if you are willing to waste this sword on such a small person as me"

Lotz sneered viciously with a voice as if glass and steel rubbed against each other: "I have no regrets if Lotz died."

Take a deep breath~www.novelmtl.com~ The old swordsman did not continue to take action.

But he still kept his mouth shut, just firmly locked in the powerful shadow in front of him with his spirit.

"Don't tell me, I also have a way to find him"

Although his mouth was not weak at all, Lotz was undoubtedly unable to withstand the pressure of Alain's momentum, and after barely supporting it for more than ten seconds, it immediately fled.

Before leaving, this wise high shadow still did not forget to issue a vicious curse: "Wait, Sword Sage Alain, one day, you will lose everything you cherish and join our camp. in."

"At that time, the third leader will still choose to assist you, just as you did before you were alive."

After ten seconds, Lotz completely disappeared into the sky.

The old swordsman slowly opened his eyes.

Aaron held down the hilt of the long sword surrounded by thunder while holding his simple decoration, and fell into a long silence.

"It's He Jian, who makes the mountains fall northwest, and the earth rifts into the abyss."

After a long time, he muttered to himself softly, but then the old man mocked himself and shook his head: "No more."

The hero turned his head and walked slowly towards the small village he had sworn to protect his entire life. For this reason, he was willing to go against his heart, willing to seal his sword, willing to sit back and watch countless conspiracies happen under him.

The man-made river flows slowly along the edge of the village.

The town of Alain is built on a flat hilltop.

It seems that there is something that cuts off this mountain.

The fighter who was flying in the air of several thousand meters stopped his movements with some doubts and scanned the surroundings.

"Strange, I feel hostility."

He said to himself in a weird way: "Who is so bold?" Baidu the latest chapter of "The Soul of Burning Steel" to read for free for the first time.