MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 592 opportunity 1

Between the lush vast trees and the sea, there is a huge yellow-brown cliff, like a triangular cake cut out alone. The cliff is solitary in the depths of the green trees. There was a white cloud floating around.

The top of the cliff is flat and covered with dark brown moss.

call! ! !

A whistling sound suddenly sounded in the gloomy gray sky.

At the tip of the triangular cliff, a dark red cross sword descends from the sky, rotating like a red wheel, smashing into the edge of the cliff.

Hey! !

A crisp sound, the blade was inserted into the cliff with a large half-slant, leaving only a sword handle exposed. The hilt protector is a coiled black-red quirk that looks awkward.

Suddenly, the blade suddenly shook, and a little red light flew out of the hilt, flying toward the sky, and it was fleeting.

Time lapses and alternates day and night, spring goes to winter, the cliff is covered with a thick layer of white snow, and then slowly melts. It didn't take long to re-cover the snow.

嚓嚓嚓

The wind blew, and the entire cliff and the sea of ​​trees were completely immersed in a snowy world.

On the top of the cliff top, there was a clear burst of snow, and the rhythm sounded.

Soon, a dark-haired long sword appeared on the side of a white-haired old man with a drug.

“Is there a sword here?” The old man carried half of the medicine, and went to the edge of the dark red cross sword. He squatted down and examined it. "There are green leaves here, who will come here besides picking medicine? Are those mountain climbers?"

The old man whispered, and he noticed that the surface of the cross sword was full of black and red rust, and the hilt was covered with green moss.

He reached out and held the hilt and pulled it out, completely unresponsive.

"Good!" The old man shook his head. "Odd" The language in his mouth is actually a clear chaos.

After hesitating for a while on the side of the red sword, the sky gradually darkened and the old man finally left regretfully.

After a night of more than ten days in the night, a sunny morning.

Three or four figures were climbed up on the cliff. One of them was the old man who had been collecting medicine before, and the other three were young men and women dressed in tight black and green clothes. I am only seventeen or eight years old.

"Master Grandma, the strange sword you said is here?" A young girl curiously asked.

"Just there, go see it yourself." The old man pointed to the red sword on the edge of the cliff.

The three young people cheered and rushed to the strange sword that was inserted in the ground.

The three men are surrounded by red swords. I started using a shovel to try to dig out the surrounding rocks, but it didn't work for a long time. The rock stones here are hard and abnormal. The red sword is thrown down from the sky and does not know how much height. It can only cut into such a depth. It is not the metal tool that can be dug.

"I don't know who deliberately fiction has seen more. Deliberately inserting the sword here, forget not to play, go back."

"Also, this kind of workmanship and new level is only made by the current talents. It is estimated who made a bad joke here."

Two men and a woman dug around the red sword for a long time, only dug a little bit of mossy black soil on the surface. I am finally impatient. Until the sky gradually darkened, this was unwilling to leave.

Spring came to the winter to come to watch the strange sword people came and went, many people tried to dig out the strange sword, but there is no way.

I don't know how many years have passed.

The red long sword was covered with a layer of black ash on countless dust. Form a hard sword-shaped shell. The entire blade is getting thicker and bigger and bigger.

Gradually, the surface of the metal part of the entire sword was covered with black and gray black soil, and the shape completely turned into a dark brown stone pillar. A stone pillar shaped like a long sword.

The surface of the black stone column is also covered with dark green moss, and several green plants are slowly flowering on it. Knot, then withered.

On the edge of the sword, one person came and went.

At the beginning, there were still a lot of people, and every year there was a wave. Suddenly, no one had been here.

The sword-shaped stone pillars gradually changed from rumors to history, and then became legends, and eventually they were completely forgotten.

No one has come here, the sword-shaped stone column is getting stronger and stronger, and it is no different from ordinary stone pillars. The entire shape is covered by layers of lime, and no swords are seen.

On the triangular stone cliffs, the drug collectors have been there, the tourists have been there, some mountain climbers have also been there, and occasionally the soldiers and fugitives with dark green uniforms have also come, and even some people have died at the top of the cliff.

A group of birds will occasionally stop on the stone pillars, and sometimes monkeys will climb up.

All kinds of people and animals came and left.

The altitude here is very high and there are few people in the world. Only a few years will have a person.

Unconsciously, time passed quickly. It’s been over a hundred years.

One hundred years later

The spring sun is pale gold, evenly sprinkled over the entire cliff surface, bright and not overheated.

On the edge of the dark brown cliff, a black-haired teenager in a black sportswear is struggling to climb the cliff along the thick rope of a climbing claw.

He was sweating, his skin was black, and the facial features were normal. The combination would give you a deformed ugly feeling.

The teenager looked very tired, but the black eyes were extremely bright and tough. He was extremely strong and just climbed up from the edge of the cliff, and he turned over and squatted on the ground and gasped.

“Here is the green leaf? It’s far from the main peak of the Andy Mountains.” The teenager shook his head in disappointment. Turning over and climbing up, he walked straight toward the only black stone pillar in front.

Walk to the side of the stone pillar and hold the pillar overlooking the entire tree.

The young man took a deep breath and slowly spit out in accordance with the rhythm of nine times. A burst of white air spewed out of his mouth.

He let go of his hand, stood up straight, his arms moved forward, and he slammed, and his whole body shook up a layer of black ash, slowly being blown away by the wind. It was the dirt on the clothes that came up from the mountains.

After the boy shook the dust, he stood on the side of the stone pillar and began to pick up the punches. His movements were soothing and powerful. He seemed to hang two heavy objects on his hands, and his hands were calm and natural. Move your footsteps. Light and flexible, like the old apes in the same mountain.

As the boxing method was played over and over again, the teenager’s head slowly rose up.

Suddenly, he slammed his arms and slammed on the only black stone pillar.

Hey!

The palm leaves two clear handprints on the stone pillar.

call

The boy slowly spit out a white gas, stood up straight, and closed his eyes.

"Three years since I came here from Gulamia, I have no slack every day, but I still can't break through the last step and enter the legendary realm of knights."

He looked straight ahead in front of the cliff. On the vast tree-sea horizon, a round of pale gold round is slowly rising.

"The legendary knight-level master, the thousands of troops and horses are unimpeded, and even the hardest rocks and metals can be easily crushed. Unfortunately, the current declining, personal strength is far from the collective strength can be stronger than the individual. a shot"

The young man sat down on his knees and looked at the sea of ​​trees below the cliff.

The breeze blew, the waves of the sea and the waves were raging, and a group of blue birds chased and flew from the woods and soared in the distance.

"Unfortunately, I can't witness the ancient times. I used to be a brilliant era in the Mingta country."

beep

Suddenly a sharp voice came from the waist of the teenager.

He frowned, pulling the next black holster from the waist belt and opening the holster button, which was a round display. The upper side of the black and white shows a line of chaotic text.

The teenager looked at the text on the display and his eyes flashed a little. Squeeze the button above the circular display.

A woman’s anxious voice suddenly came out of the display.

"Song Xiaoyun, are you in trouble?! Actually there are people in the army looking for you everywhere! Now the entire hotel has been turned over! You are not coming back! Don't come back!!"

"What happened?" Juvenile Song Xiaoyun frowned deeper.

"I don't know, anyway, you are safe outside now! Remember! Go back and don't come back! Before I check the situation!" The woman's voice suddenly broke.

Song Xiaoyun suddenly felt aroused in his heart. Turn off the communicator and put it in the holster.

He has no father and no mother since childhood. One of the orphans, after living in the orphanage until the age of ten, was adopted by an old martial artist. He lived in a martial arts hall and became the son of an old martial artist.

The martial artist has only one daughter, and he is very good to him. He almost pinned his dream of finding the ancient path to his son.

Song Xiaoyun was also extremely fanatical about the polar roads. He followed the martial arts to practice martial arts. Unfortunately, the qualifications were not good. It was only five years, but it was barely worth the extra strength. The body is also strong. But unfortunately, he still can't follow the martial arts' expectations to break through the polar road.

Under the disappointment of the martial artist, after fortunately adopting Song Xiaoyun, he received two apprentices, one male and one female, who were trained from an early age. Instead, it is much more than Song Xiaoyun. Although there is no breakthrough in entering the pole, but the strength of foreign power is much stronger.

Song Xiaoyun was also very disappointed with himself. He simply went out alone, went to the desolate place, used the land as the bed, and vowed to pursue the breakthrough.

Nowadays, the social and personal polar roads are far from being mainstream. The firearms made of blue fluorite as the energy source are the main force. Even if they are the knights who are new to the polar road, they will only be able to get rid of more than three firearms.

As a result, the war machines such as cannons, chariots, and airplanes that appeared later became more powerful, and individual strengths were becoming smaller and smaller in this environment. Until now it has become a fitness program.

Recalling these, Song Xiaoyun took a deep breath and reluctantly, reaching out and touching the two fingerprints that he had just shot on the stone pillar.

Suddenly, the surface of the stone column began to fall down the layers of stones, and the layers continued to fall down. The whole stone column began to spread a layer of stone shells.

Song Xiaoyun was shocked. He retraced backwards. Every time he stepped back, he saw that the stone pillar collapsed almost completely, revealing a red sword inserted in the ground.

"This is?!" Song Xiaoyun glimpsed a little, and suddenly a flash of red light in his eyes.

Hey! !

The ground began to vibrate violently, and the red long sword slammed out and turned into a red line, straight to the forehead of Song Xiaoyun.

hiss

The blade of the sword pierced the eyebrows as if it had penetrated into the bottomless hole. The whole red sword was from beginning to end, and it was drilled into the heart of Song Xiaoyun's eyebrows, leaving only a black and red dice imprint slowly.

Song Xiaoyun stayed in the same place, letting the sword pierce his head, and in a flash, everything was calm.

The red light in his eyes is getting brighter and brighter and more and more glaring.

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