Chapter 329

Name:Warhammer Wizard Author:Emperor
The new calendar year is 2529.

Ren finished a batch of business affairs in the collar, stretched himself, and stood up from behind the desk.

He walked to the window and looked at his territory. The cold winter had passed, green grass sprang up on a large piece of land, and the dry trees were also full of life.

"Spring is here!"

Ren muttered, and the commentary suddenly sounded in his mind: "Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it's the season of animal mating..."

Unknowingly, I have entered the third year of coming to Arranus. The memory of the previous life became a little fuzzy and a little distant, as if it had been a lifetime away.

In fact, it's a world away!

"Oh, I can't go back..."

In all fairness, my life in Elenas was much better than in my previous life, more nourishing, more exciting, and more exciting. If there is an opportunity to return to Earth, I will definitely hesitate, but I should refuse in the end.

Ren shook his head, pushed the inexplicable sadness to the back of his head, and left the window.

He walked out of the study all the way to the teleportation hall of the castle.

"boss."

The two Ultramarines and the half team of Spearwing Knights standing beside the teleportation array shouted in unison.

"Well, it's been hard work."

After Ren responded, he stepped into the teleportation array, and the scene in front of him was transformed and teleported to Fort Vajra.

There are also two Ultramarines and Gunwing Knights guarding here. In their greetings, Ren walked through the passage and walked inside the fortress. Along the way, several spear-wing knights they met straightened their backs and saluted him respectfully.

Coming out of the fort, a gust of cold wind hits the face.

Although it is already spring, it is still extremely cold on the Sain Plateau. It is winter for half of the year, and the canyon is covered with snow and there is still light snow.

Ren wrapped his blood-colored cloak slightly to block the cold wind, turned right, passed through the exit of the fortress wall, and entered the training ground.

Just arrived at the door of the training ground.

He heard the sound of fighting coming from inside, mixed with the sound of weapons colliding, turned around the wide corridor, and suddenly a huge training ground with an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters appeared in front of him.

The ground of the training ground is all paved with flat diamond rock, which is hard and durable.

At this moment, more than 200 spear-wing knights who have no patrol and guard duties are training hard in the training ground. According to their own organization, ten people are divided into teams, and each team has an Ultramarine as an instructor, holding a long sword, or practicing with each other, or listening to lectures around the Ultramarine.

This is Ryan's arrangement.

In addition to practicing shooting, the Gunwing Knights must master an imperial military swordsmanship, and the Ultramarines are the best instructors.

The whole Macragge family are masters of sword use, and the Ultramarines are even more outstanding. Although they did not seriously study the sword skills used by the Chinese army, their sword skills are interlinked. After research, Ding Gang became a superhuman The spear wing knight is not difficult.

After nearly three months of practice, the Spear Wing Knights have made great progress.

Among them, several spear-wing knights who are particularly talented in swordsmanship have advanced by leaps and bounds. If they only compete in swordsmanship, they are not weaker than their own instructors.

Ren stood at the door of the training ground, and many Ultramarines and Spearwing Knights noticed his arrival, and their eyes couldn't help but look over.

However, Rennes has repeatedly demanded serious discipline, and even he cannot affect the training.

At the beginning, they were not used to it, but after several severe punishments, everyone finally got used to it and continued their training.

Ren's eyes swept over every spear-wing knight.

The eye of the soul records everyone's status, fills it into the database, and refreshes it.

Compared with a few months ago, the souls of all the spear-wing knights have grown much stronger, and the "Dragon Blood Soul Refining Potion" made from the blood of the green dragon has been released for two rounds. One bottle of this rare soul-refining potion can take effect for more than half a month, and it is definitely one of the best potions for spear-wing knights who are only at the first level.

In addition to the Dragon Blood Soul Refining Potion, Ren is not stingy in other aspects.

All kinds of potions that restore physical strength, energy, and soul power seem to be free of money, and let the spear-wing knights openly use them. In just a few months, Ren invested more than 100,000 gold shields in the potion alone!

In addition to equipment, everyone is equipped with a standard enchanted long sword.

Although the enchantment effect is only one "sharp", each handle requires dozens of gold shields, plus a set of fine-crafted armor for each person, even if there is no enchantment, a set is more than ten gold shields.

The most expensive, of course, is the submachine gun.

Just to make the magic alloy of the submachine gun requires tens of thousands of gold shields, and the shellless ammunition consumed by the Gunwing Knight's daily training and shooting is also a huge expense.

It can be said that in order to train an extraordinary armed force of his own, Renn almost emptied out all the money. After a rough calculation, the money invested has already exceeded 300,000 gold shields.

You know, the Silver Knights under the Duke of Silver Star has a total of 3,000 people, and the annual maintenance cost is only about one million gold shields.

But it's all worth it.

Ren checked the database in his mobile phone. There are 300 spear-wing knights, more than 70%, and their soul strength has increased by more than half. In two months, they should be able to enter the first soul ascension, and then integrate the new magic Soul, promoted to level two.

The most outstanding dozen or so spear-wing knights are only one step away from ascending, and they should be born within a few days.

As for the second demon soul after the upgrade of the Spear Wing Knight, Ren already has an idea, but it has not been confirmed yet.

This requires a spear-wing knight to cooperate with fumbling.

Ren looked into the training ground, and his eyes fell on a spear-wing knight who was about his age.

"Derson..."

If there is no accident, he should become the first second-level spear wing knight.

This young man from the Principality of Kemer has the best potential and aptitude. Not only is he the fastest in cultivation, but he also has a very high talent in swordsmanship.

At this time, Desen was holding a long sword and was fighting an Ultramarine.

The Ultramarines he was fighting with were at the pinnacle of level nine, whether it was strength or speed, they were more than one level higher than Desen, and there was a world of difference between the two.

However, with the long sword in his hand, Desen perfectly displayed the advantages of the imperial military's swordsmanship, guarding the center line in front of him, and his footsteps were steady. Although he was almost broken through the defense many times, he still blocked it dangerously. Deadlocked.

when! When, when...

The two long swords collided intermittently, splashing sparks, and the sword shadows intersected between the two. This swordsmanship competition attracted more and more people's attention.

Ren saw it in admiration.

He remembered the sword fight he had with Master Roger the year before last. He also relied on the swordsmanship used by the Imperial Army to defend against Master Roger's offensive, and it ended in a tie.

But I used the gyroscope and the eye of the soul on my mobile phone at the time, but Desen didn't have anything.

If it's purely talent for swordsmanship, Desen might be even better.

Under Ren's gaze, the Ultraman couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He couldn't help speeding up the attack rhythm, and his strength also increased unconsciously, which made Desen very embarrassed to deal with it.

Ren discovered this, but did not stop it.

The difference in strength between the two was too great, but Desen miraculously persisted for half a minute, shaky, but always able to recover at critical moments.

Bang!

There was a sudden explosion, and the long sword in Desen's hand broke in two, and the Ultramarines froze for a moment.

And Desen seemed to have expected this a long time ago, taking advantage of the opponent's stunned opportunity, he leaned forward and rushed forward, only half of the hilt of the sword hit the Ultramarine's abdomen, with a light stroke, but did not cause any wounds. With the Ultramarine's defense, even if he stood still and was beaten, it would be difficult for Desen to break through the defense.

It was too late for the Ultimate Warrior to resist.

"Instructor, I accept it."

There was no color on Desen's face, panting heavily, wiping the sweat off his head.

The Ultraman on the opposite side felt a little ashamed, he had already lost this swordsmanship competition. In fact, he is not good at swordsmanship used by the imperial army. His usual weapon is a giant sword, and he is not used to using a long sword, but if he loses, he loses. There is no excuse.

"You won." The Ultimate Warrior said with a complicated expression: "In terms of swordsmanship, I have nothing left to teach you."

"It's all well taught by the instructors." Desen said modestly.

Clap clap!

Ren came over clapping his palms, and said with a smile: "You two don't need to give in. This is a wonderful swordsmanship contest, and there is no winner or loser."

"My lord." Desen, the Ultramarines, and a group of spear-wing knights all saluted quickly.

"Give me the sword."

Ren took the half of the hilt from Desen's hand, picked up the tip of the sword on the ground, put it together, activated the activated metal, and instantly restored it to its original state.

"Thank you, my lord." Desen was very grateful. This is his sword, and he cherishes it very much at ordinary times. He didn't feel it when it was broken just now, but he felt very distressed afterwards.

"Well, keep working hard." Ryan praised a few words.

He found himself here, always affecting their training, so it didn't take long.

As soon as he walked out of the martial arts training ground, an Ultramarine rushed up to greet him. His eyes lit up when he saw Ren, and he hurriedly said, "Boss, the patriarch sent a message from Astarte."

The patriarch of the Ultramarines is naturally Marius of Macragge.

Since the two sides formed an ally last year, Renn has purchased a batch of sound transmission meters from Modu and placed them in Astarte and Fort Vajra to facilitate mutual contact.

During this period, some Ultramarines also returned to the family, but they have been living in peace.

"What news?" Ren asked.

The Ultramarine handed over the voice meter, he pressed it, and Marius' voice came out, "Your Excellency, Astarte is under attack by the enemy, this time the situation is very serious, please come to Astarte Let’s go and discuss countermeasures.”

Ren frowned.

For hundreds of years, the Astartes have been attacked by other forces on the plateau almost every year, and they have long been accustomed to it.

With the pride of Marius, he would never ask himself for help unless it was absolutely necessary.

Can let him describe it as serious, it can be seen that the matter is indeed not small.

Ren looked back at the training ground, thinking, this might not be a bad thing, if the Astartes were attacked, it would be just enough for the Spearwing Knights to hone in a real battle.

For a transcendent without blood, no matter how good the training performance is, it is useless.

Ren replied to the voice meter: "Chief Marius, I'll be right there."

He called the third team of Ultramarines, beckoned outside the fortress, and suddenly several fire dragons flew out of the cave in the rock wall, swooped into the canyon, and landed in front of them.

Everyone jumped on the back of the flying dragon, immediately soared into the air, and flew out of the canyon.

After passing through the cave on the rock wall, Ren's eyes swept in, and there were still more than a dozen fire dragons inhabiting it.

In the past few months, the Ultramarines have been searching regularly on the Thane Plateau, found the lairs of three fire dragons, and then came back to tell Ren to tame them.

At present, all the fire dragons add up to more than twenty.

One out of every three Ultramarines has their own dragon mount, gaining the Fire Affinity element.

Ren found a set of meditation methods from the troll tribe and shaman from the Great Library of Wezeland, and handed them to the Ultramarines. Among them, some of the best can already cast fire spells easily.

Fort Vajra is less than two hundred miles away from Astarte.

The fire dragon only flew for more than an hour, and a majestic city like a staircase appeared in front of it.

Ren looked far away, the plateau was still covered with heavy snow, his vision was blocked, and he didn't find any groups of enemies appearing.

The fire dragon landed on the platform of the highest temple in Astartes.

"Your Excellency the Earl."

Marius was already waiting here. In the cold winter, he was dressed in thick fur, but he couldn't hide his incomparably strong body.

Ren stepped forward to shake hands with him, and asked directly: "Chief Marius, what happened?"

"Count, please follow me."

Marius' complexion was not good, and he took Ren and the Ultramarines down to the fourth floor of Astarte and entered a stone courtyard.

There were Macragges guarding the courtyard, and everyone's faces and eyes were full of anger.

Ren saw a dozen corpses on the ground at a glance.

All Macragge.

Ren immediately felt that the Ultramarines who followed him became irritable and heard their voices.

The population of the Macragge tribe was small in the first place, with a total of just over 3,000 people. A dozen people died at once, which is definitely not a small loss.

"What's going on?" Ren asked.

While asking questions, he inspected the corpse of the Macragge, and immediately discovered some clues.

These Macragges suffered from different attacks, including spell damage, beast bites, and spear penetration. Judging from their attire, they should have been raided when they were out on patrol, and the entire army was quickly wiped out.

With the strength of the Macragges, more than a dozen people are traveling together. Unless they encounter enemies with a huge disparity in number on the Sain Plateau, they will not be killed so easily.