Start with Ayrdon Ring

"ding ding dong"

A series of noises sounded in the wild.

Every time the old man slashes at the opponent's vital point, he will be blocked by the opponent.

Is this man better than the old man?

No.

The old man could feel that the opponent's strength should be inferior to his.

Just because he had just been resurrected, his body was not very flexible yet.

Coupled with the strangeness of the other party, the old man didn't figure out the routine for a while.

Spin, back, pounce.

Attack and defense are integrated, attack while dodging.

The crutch in his hand was like a stabbing sword, aiming at the old man's throat and heart every time.

After fighting a few more moves, the old man gradually figured out the routine, and ended the redundant temptation.

Putting the sword back into its sheath, he made an Iai posture.

The potion seller did not suspect him, stepped forward and grabbed the old man's cheek.

Seeing the spike of the crutch approaching, at the critical moment, the old man's knife came out of its sheath!

First came the first knife, pulled it out from the scabbard, then lifted it upwards, cut on the crutch, and pushed the crutch away.

When the sparks are splashing, change hands, and the knife cuts down obliquely again.

The cold blade entered from the shoulder, split the shoulder blade and collarbone obliquely, and penetrated deep into the heart.

The sternum was not enough to stop the old man's knife, and the heart and lung lobes were easily cut open.

Finally, the knife emerges from where the ribs are on the other side.

The old man shook off the blood on the knife and retracted the knife again.

The moment the knife was fully sheathed, blood spurted from the upper body of the potion seller, and it slid towards the ground and broke in two.

The old man didn't think much, and was about to step forward over the corpse.

Unexpectedly, the ankle was grabbed.

Just as the old man was about to strike out again, when he lowered his head, he found that there was something extra in the man's palm.

The rusty copper badge looks like a bloody smell.

"Go to meet our king, go to see him...you are very strong." The potion seller exhausted his last strength and gave away the badge in his hand.

The old man bent down to pick up the badge and looked at it.

The workmanship is fine, the decoration is gorgeous, and the coat of arms in the middle looks like a trident.

It is a coat of arms that has never been seen before.

"What is it?" The old man couldn't understand.

Squeeze it, there is nothing unusual.Just about to put it on and find a place to sell it for money, suddenly I feel dizzy.

Order of Pure Blood Knights.

The blood king is about to start a new dynasty "Mongwen", among which the honorable knights have the proof.

After using it, you can meet Monger!

When the old man's eyes returned to normal and he could see things clearly, he found himself in a unique place.

There is an indelible stench here, and the old man who has been fighting with people all year round is no stranger to this.

The ground under my feet is still a little sticky, and with every step I take, long sticky threads can be pulled out.

The viscous crimson liquid spread all over the ground, turning into a shallow swamp.

Even the old man, who was used to killing and dead bodies, couldn't help frowning.

My heart said: The master here, how did he do it?

It is not an exaggeration to say that this broken place is a purgatory on earth.

On the surface of the junction, such a place is definitely not visible.

Even after many battles, when the demigod camp suffered a lot of casualties, the amount of bleeding was not so large.

Whether there are too many dead is one thing, the main reason is that the owner here seems to have a mental illness and specially collects blood.

It seems to have created a big pool of blood.

Collecting so much blood either has psychological problems or is used for other purposes.

For example, it can draw strength from blood.

There are too many strange things in the borderland. Someone can hunt the flying dragon and take the heart in exchange for the power of the flying dragon.

It should be normal for someone to draw strength from blood.

The old man felt that it was no surprise.

His eyes flickered, and he looked around, the swamp was very empty, there was nothing in it, it was a wasteland.

Looking up, you can see the sky full of stars, and it feels like you should be in the wild.

But I clearly remember that when I left the Red Lion City, it was still daytime, why did it suddenly get dark?

The old man couldn't tell where it was, and there were few buildings.

It doesn't look civilized.

In my impression, the drug seller said something like Wang.

No one can be king here, it can't be the king of savages.

The old man was a little confused, holding the badge in his hand, but there was no response.

It's very simple here, basically there is only one road, the way up the mountain.

Through the swamp and around the mountain, you can see dilapidated buildings.

Suddenly, the swamp at my feet bubbled.

"Grumpy"

Following the sound, several shadows appeared.

The son of the second-generation platinum in a red suit, his head looks like a big toad.

As soon as the old man wanted to take out the knife, he slashed, and suddenly heard someone shout: "Slow down!"

Another figure, coming down the dirt road, looked mysterious in a cloak.

This is a blood nobleman, he waved his hand as soon as he walked over: "Everyone back down!"

The red son of platinum retreated into the swamp again.

The blood noble said: "Do you have the Order of the Pure Blood Knight?"

The old man came to his senses and raised the badge in his hand: "This is what you're talking about?"

The blood nobleman nodded: "That's right. It seems that you have found a link for us."

"The connector? The one who sells wild medicine?" The old man felt ridiculous.

People of that level are actually connectors.

The old man said: "Then what kind of place are you here? Is it a secret organization?"

"Of course, this is our secret dynasty." The blood noble admitted so.

When it comes to "Dynasty", I don't blush and my heart doesn't beat, and I don't think there is any problem at all.

That's right, even underground, there is only one dilapidated ruin.

Still dare to call it a dynasty.

I have to say how big-hearted this Menger is.

There is a king, he calls himself.

There is God, the mother of the formless and the real.

All that's missing is a Mikaela, to transform and bring the Mother of Truth down.

For Munger, his ambitions are short of this last step.

As long as it can be completed, then Munger can really rise.

There is a thunder on the ground and become the real master.

Of course, these are all dreams.

There is no such thing as a good thing.

Taking a step back, even if Menger's dream can come true, it doesn't mean he can beat Godwin and the others.

Even if there is a god, it may not work.

The blood nobleman led the way and briefly introduced the situation here to the old man.

In fact, there is nothing to introduce.The Menggewen Dynasty had a small population and very few territories.

It is enough to just know Mr. Menger.

The old man asked, "Then what am I doing here?"

"Well, Master Meng has extraordinary power. Far beyond your imagination, he can bestow power on you." The blood nobleman said, "As long as you are a worthy person."

"What's the use of his power?" The old man held the scabbard with his left hand, and clasped his thumb on the scabbard.

This is a harbinger of preparations for the knife.

The blood aristocrat didn't even look back: "With the help of Lord Menger, your strength can leap to the same level as that of the Michaela knight."

"Knight Michaela?" The old man shook his head slightly, "I don't know who that is."

"Hmm..." The blood nobleman thought for a while, "Godwin must know that your knife can become a knife that can cut Godwin."

The old man's eyes changed, and he felt that this matter could be fought for.

Ordinary weapons may not be effective against Godwin.

With Menger's help, his strength might really be improved to a higher level, and he might even be on par with a demigod.

Anyone who knows a little bit knows that the blood nobles are fooling the old man.

Taking advantage of the old man's unfamiliarity with the current border area, he is deceiving him.There was a message difference.

The old man is not someone who can be fooled casually, but the increase in power is quite attractive.

Most people desire power, desire to be strong.

Only very special things can overcome this wish.

The old man who died and came back to life has a new wish and wants to climb a new peak.

Use the knife in your hand to cut through the powerful enemies that you have never been able to cut through.

Shura's way of survival was rekindled in his heart.