The Emerald Tower

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The entire lake was frozen in an instant, and the drizzle falling in the air directly turned into ice beads, which fell on the frozen lake and collided with ice sculptures that had long since lost their lives.

Pop, pop, pop!

The fine and compact sound has become the only melody between heaven and earth.

Click!

Amid the faint sound of breaking, a hole opened in the frozen lake.

Dean floated up, stepped slowly onto the frozen lake, and walked towards the lake bank.

Passing through the dense and innumerable ice sculptures, Dean didn't even look at these ice sculptures. Even at the first moment, they still represented alive life.

It's not timidity or guilt.

Dean had just a sense of relief at the moment.

He did what he wanted to do in the previous life, but did not do it.

call!

Dean let out a long sigh, then, the scene before him changed--

In the **** killing land.

Filled with crystal clear blood-colored particles.

The blood-colored "sunlight" absorbs these blood-colored particles.

Although the blood-colored ‘sunlight’ has become more and more solid, increasing the speed of absorption and integration, there are too many blood-colored particles in front of me.

To the point where this **** ‘sunshine’ is absorbed and integrated with all its strength, it can’t change the **** slaughter land in front of it is flooded with blood particles.

From Dean's perspective, what he could see in his eyes was the crystal clear blood-colored particles.

The bright red that originally belonged to the Land of Slaughter was concealed instead.

too slow!

This speed is too slow!

How can I gain more strength if I don't absorb it as soon as possible?

power! I want a stronger power!

Dean's very simple thoughts just came up from the bottom of his heart, the **** ‘sunshine’ suddenly shined, and countless strange messages shining on Dean’s body.

That illusory sense of power once again filled Dean's soul.

"Before I slaughtered nearly a thousand people and gave birth to the idea of ​​killing. Now I have slaughtered dozens of times the number of people before, and then a similar idea of ​​killing is born again! However, in number..."

Keeping a calm heart, Dean felt the ‘killing thought’ filled with illusory power.

It is different from the previous single ‘killing idea’.

The ‘killing idea’ in front of me. There are as many as fifty.

"According to ordinary people who are not at the knight level, do thousands of people form a ‘killing idea’?"

After a simple calculation, Dean came to a rough conclusion.

Of course, such a simple calculation. There is bound to be a slight discrepancy with the truly accurate answer, but in the face of the siege of fifty ‘killing ideas’, that’s what Dean can do.

Most of his energy has been used to deal with these ‘killing thoughts’.

As before, Dean uses his consciousness as a ‘sword’. Cut these ‘killing thoughts’.

In the beginning, there was no difficulty.

However, when half of the ‘killing thoughts’ were cleared, a feeling of exhaustion from the soul caused Dean to frown.

Even the souls who have experienced the three worlds, without touching any soul secret arts, continue to fight with the soul, even if the soul is far stronger, tougher, and malleable than ordinary people, it is unbearable.

suddenly. Dean understood the key point.

However, even if he understood, Dean had no way to change it.

After all, in the face of the ‘killing idea’ in front of you, if you don’t want to really become a killing puppet without thinking, you have to grit your teeth and persevere.

And persistence is definitely the most shining one of Dean's qualities.

...

The horses rushed, with continuous hoofs.

Although because of the previous communication, Tapmen York, the old knight, Mott Carr, and Richard Vauban all had certain guesses about what they might see.

but. When they appeared in front of the frozen lake, they still took a breath of cold air.

On the frozen lake, the dense ice sculptures of corpses are just a glimpse. There is a tingling scalp, as if it is about to burst.

Especially when the icy wind mixed with the thick, death breath was blowing on their faces, the four of them shuddered.

Three silver knights and one quasi-silver knight are like this.

The rest of the Knights were even more unbearable.

Each one was short of breath and trembling all over.

but. Good training and excellent strength did not make them fall from the battle horse.

However, the appearance of holding the reins tightly and sitting firmly in the saddle did not have the slightest controllability before.

Watching this scene, Tamen York is constantly rejoicing-he keeps in mind his father's order, every time the Knights attack, not only the eyes of the horse are covered with the same leather, but also in the saddle. Contains herbs to soothe war horses.

Otherwise, at this time, it is definitely the result of people turning their backs.

There were no real casualties in the fight against the enemy, but was frightened by the ‘victory result’.

If this happens, Tamen York can fully imagine how harshly he will face his father.

Even if he didn't need his father's lesson, he was already ashamed to judge himself.

And just when Tamen York was secretly relieved, the old knight and Mott Carr were still in extreme shock, especially Mott Carr, who came from Horsh County and was often praised as a genius. Silver Knight.

He was looking at everything in front of him with an incredible look.

"Is this the strength of the gold level?"

Mott Carr muttered in a low voice.

Seeing is better than hearing!

Although Mott Carl had heard of the strength of the gold level more than once, he had a slight doubt about such strength, even though he had become a knight of the silver level.

In other words... it is precisely because he became a silver knight that he would doubt it.

Because, inferring from the silver level, the gold level cannot be as strong.

It seems that just because of this inference, the young man with the name of genius has become stagnant and hides his depression with a cynical attitude.

But everything in front of me. But let him understand his ridiculous.

"Dean is only nineteen years old, right?"

Looking at the power beyond imagination, Mott Carr subconsciously thought of Dean's age, and then he once again thought of himself as a silver knight at the age of thirty-three. In the compliment of the crowd, he was proud and complacent, and he couldn't help but shame from the bottom of my heart.

Then, this shame was quickly replaced by firmness.

He has wasted enough time, the next step is to catch up!

The old knight standing side by side with Mott Carr. He clearly saw the change in Mott Carr's expression in his eyes.

Originally, he was also prepared to remind one or two at a critical moment.

However, it now appears to be no longer necessary.

"It's nice to be young!"

The old knight who had almost reached the limit of the silver knight's lifespan didn't have so much ambition to win, and he knew that the gold level was simply impossible for him.

However, he has no regrets.

Yes, it's just a sigh of relief.

"Dean is there!"

Compared with the different thoughts of the three people beside him, the heir of the Marquis of Vauban was simply looking for Dean, quickly. I saw Dean sitting on the ground on the lake bank.

Immediately, the four of them dismounted and ran over.

"Dean!"

As Richard Vauban, who has the closest relationship with Dean, greeted him directly.

"Master Marshal!"

The remaining three are respectful greetings from luggage.

Not only because of Dean's identity, but also because of Dean's strength in front of him.

"According to the plan, you cooperate with the infantry afterwards and start cleaning the battlefield!"

Dean ordered like this.

Although a very careful plan was made, the fish that slipped through the net still existed-they are now only annihilating the largest group of enemies. Despite the cooperation of wolves and metal puppets, they face a camp of 100,000 people. Still can't do everything, they can only do it selectively.

Therefore, there are still remaining enemies on the battlefield.

And cleaning up these remaining enemies is not a simple matter-not because the opponent will resist stubbornly. Just because the opponent will be scattered into pieces, even one or two people may appear as a team.

Of course, the most troublesome ones are the great knights and silver knights.

Once they get rid of the shackles of the battlefield, these guys will definitely cause big trouble.

and so. Even to clean the battlefield, Tamen York and others need to go all out.

"Yes, Master Marshal!"

Without hesitation, the four silver-level knights took the cavalry into action quickly.

After watching the four disappear, Dean was shaking, almost unable to maintain his sitting posture.

The previous fifty ‘killing thoughts’ had been completely shattered by Dean and merged into the **** ‘sunshine’, but he was really exhausted.

The fatigue in the soul is far beyond the physical.

In addition, the dragon souls of the "Devil Dragon Prison" once again took the opportunity to join in the fun.

Dean can be called exhausted.

In fact, the reason why Dean sits on the ground is entirely because he can't stand up at all-the exhaustion of the body caused by the exhaustion of the soul ~www.novelmtl.com~ makes Dean want to lie down on the ground immediately. past.

However, reason told Dean that he could never do this.

Not only is there Tamen York and others by his side, but also because Dean knows a truth: When a limit is reached, to continue to persevere is to break the limit.

For Dean, who doesn't have any soul secrets, this is definitely an opportunity.

Even if this is a seemingly clumsy solution.

Working hard to adjust his breathing, let it be gentle and long.

Gradually, exhaustion began to dissipate, and vitality appeared again.

Similarly, the system prompt also rang

PS first update~ (to be continued.) xh118