Chapter 209

Marshall watched the shadow servants carefully. After confirming that they were all high positions, Marshall looked at Yat with more awe than before:

"Lord Angus, are they all high power?"

The shadow servant summoned by Apocalypse wizard has high strength. This Angus... Lord Angus is really apocalyptic wizard!

"That's right."

Yat waved his bow, and his other hand casually put the violin on his shoulder, just like a weapon. With a smile on his face, he said:

"the strength of every servant is high. Good luck to you."

Originally for himself to drum up a breath, want to try, looking at the more than 200 black human figure, facial color frozen.

And Bauer and Lian's faces became gloomy, and the shadowy servants, who had no action, had changed from ordinary summoning creatures to extremely dangerous symbols in their eyes.

"Well, would you like to try it?" There was a smile on art's face.

Like a hot-blooded cartoon, under uncertain circumstances, rush to the enemy with the so-called "momentum" and "courage"?

In reality, few of the hot-blooded lengtouqing who "rush forward recklessly for the sake of companions" can survive.

Can courage bring victory?

Those who don't win are dead. They don't have a chance to talk and tell others about their courage.

Among the factors of victory, the gap of strength is the big one, and the share of courage is too small.

Besides strength, he is more willing to believe in the timing, correctness and courage of wisdom and decision-making?

The world is not so simple that rushing to the enemy with a stuffy head and shouting "for protection" can bring victory.

As a result -

after a moment's hesitation, the karoff and his companions did not give an affirmative answer to Yat.

They didn't choose to risk their lives to save this man called horn.

It's ironic.

Art still remembers that when he killed the fake master, the man on the ground, at the last moment of unconscious collapse, protected his companion's movement with his body.

It can't be said that it is wrong not to choose to risk his life to save his companion. On the contrary, it is undoubtedly right for a normal creature with a desire to survive.

Saving is a feeling, not an obligation. To save at the cost of life is another matter.

If it was Yat himself, he would not risk his life to save it.

However, with comparison, there is a gap.

After a look at the three of Karov, who are still silent and "hesitant" for dozens of seconds, Yat waves and hides the shadow crow Lord in the body of the night phantom, lifting the apocalypse.

The huge shadow that completely covered the mercenary guild gradually shrank and disappeared.

And the more than 200 shadow servants, under the operation of Yat, were cancelled by the shadow crow hidden in the shadow.

The black human figure, the outline disintegrates and dissipates.

Once again, the dark red luxury hall is revealed.

Around the wall and ceiling of the crystal lamp in the soft light fell from the body of the people, warm color.

However, the mercenaries did not feel any warmth because of this, and the chill left by the shadow that covered everything still did not dissipate.

Angus... The weird music that you played still reverberates in their minds.

Their eyes swept back and forth around them, especially under the tables and chairs. The static shadow seemed to creep out of the shadow at any time.

The sight of the mercenaries swept over the large mercenary who was still lying on the ground, and then to the smiling Lord Angus who was ready to wave his bow.

An atmosphere of unspeakable silence enveloped the whole hall.

Everyone was silent.

Except for Mary.

She frowned and went to Yat: "you are...

the other side's vicious treatment. She thought of the one she met in Susa town.

"No, you're mistaken. I'm not flo."

The shadow crow in the phantom body flashed a light in the eyes of the Lord, and the violin in the phantom's hand also dissipated.

Art's eyes glanced at Mary and looked at her for a moment:

"I didn't expect that you would be promoted so soon."

A shadow flew out of the shadow at the foot of the phantom, and stood on his shoulder in the air as a crow.

Originally similar to a bard's Plaid robe, the body slowly transformed into a tuxedo suit, gently lifted the top hat, and the phantom's face reflected the smile of Yat.

Looking at Angus gradually changing into another person who impressed her, Mary opened her mouth slightly"Mr. att?"

"You can call me art. You are the apocalypse."

Art shrugged his shoulders, and the crow on his shoulders flapped his wings twice to keep his balance.

"What a surprise," Mary said

"There are not many unpredictable things in the world."

Art turned and looked at the long wooden platform in the hall. The naughty and pretty girl who had come with her parents looked at him in horror.

Then, his eyes turned to the door -

"I have other things, I will not chat with you first."

At the door of the mercenary guild, an old man dressed as a housekeeper bowed down to salute him:

"Sir silver crow, your Lord is waiting for you."

...

Earl of fileck.

Tall castle, standing in the center of the white courtyard, covers a large courtyard, neatly planted with a piece of flowers and plants.

In the snow covered courtyard, a young nobleman, who seems to be only in his twenties, is pacing the edge of flowers and plants, passing by the frozen fountain. He stands in front of the withered flowers and plants, and his eyes show some nostalgia.

Beside him, there was a woman dressed in luxurious clothes, which was somewhat similar to his appearance.

"Nasha, a wizard, how much does it take to be promoted to apocalypse?"

He looked at the flowers and plants frozen by the snow and asked in a voice without looking back.

The woman hesitated and seemed to be thinking about the answer. After more than ten seconds, she gave the answer.

"Meditation with attributes, dozens of interface spells, long-term meditation, and four to ten higher apprentice power ranges construct a compression core with four to ten identical compression spells."

As for her answer, the young man just shook his head:

"a meditation method with apocalypse as the limit has at least ten interface spells, which are worth more than 3000 gold coins in gold coins."

"Most of the meditation methods you get from trading don't have interface magic. Some wizards with a high degree of agreement can sense the general types of interface magic. If you want to get all of them, you need 1000 to 1500 gold coins."

"Long term meditation?"

A trace of disdain appeared on his face:

"using the meditation method with high compatibility and rapid excavation speed, regardless of the situation of dealing with territory affairs, it only takes less than 10 years for a wizard with first-class qualification to go from elementary apprenticeship to Apocalypse."

"It takes 20-40 years for a second-class wizard."

"For the third level qualification, it will take at least 50 years."

"Fourth, in nearly 300 years, there is no hope of promotion to Apocalypse. How can wizard apprentices live so long?"

"The wizard in the upper level of Allen Kingdom has more resources, and the lower level wizard resources are less. Their qualifications are not comparable, and the division is becoming more and more serious."

He turned his head and said to his nominal sister:

"the only way is to join other great nobles."

"The situation in the kingdom of Ellen is very strange. After the fall of the kingdom of katesia, the new king's Duke Allen did not manage the kingdom of Allen, but gave it to the Duke of North and south for division."

"Academies don't work in Allen Kingdom at all."

"Where do you want to go after breaking through the apocalypse? After using sapphire to fully stimulate blood power, there will be no chance to move forward unless you get more territory and make it more prosperous. "

The young man sighed deeply.

And the woman named Natha also smiles. Everyone likes the feeling of being respected and affirmed, and she is no exception.

Especially when this person is much stronger than her and has a close relationship with her.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded: "I want to visit Rongguang mainland."

"Are you sure you want to go?" Young men seem to be worried.

Nasha fleck grinned mildly. Sixty years ago, as a sister, she protected her younger brother and grew up all the way.

Until her father died, she met with obstacles in the way of a wizard, but her brother went all the way, promoted to Apocalypse, became Apocalypse wizard, and inherited the name of philek.

Now, the people who need her protection no longer need her to protect. Instead, they have become the protected party.

In order to promote herself to Apocalypse, Joran is planning a war to get new territory. In order to share the will of the people, she has also affected her own process.

She didn't want to drag on her brother any more.

Travel... She wants to travel to Rongguang land, to break through the apocalypse.

If she can't break through the apocalypse, she doesn't plan to come back to add trouble to her brother.

She'll be looking for opportunities until the end of her life.At this time, Nasha saw the housekeeper's figure.

After a respectful salute to Nasha, the housekeeper said to the young man:

"Sir silver crow is at the door, count."

"Well, I see. Please ask him to come."

Joran lours fileck, the young earl of filac, nodded.

As the housekeeper turned and left, Nasha gave a smile:

"count, I'll take care of other things."

The identity of a sister is different from that of an apprentice.

He's her brother, but he's also the Lord of fellock county.

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