First, everyone is happy on May Day, so it should be on holiday.

Secondly, I would like to take a leave today and have two casual chapters.

Well, secondly, after making up for it tomorrow, if you have enough time, you will say something. It is not bad news, just talk about some of your current thoughts.

Finally, I'm sorry to everyone, good night.

In the setting sun, in the hotel room, Roland took out the bottle of Blue Dream Melancholy Magic Potion. In the transparent glass test tube, the potion was filled with a pool of sky blue and quiet liquid, clean without any trace of variegated colors, like a piece of flawless jade.

After leaving the laboratory, Caen went to the bar to find out what happened to his recent career in the town. Roland had no other thoughts. He was determined to improve his strength and hurried back to the hotel room.

Roland did not rush to use magic potions. He first adjusted his breathing slowly, and waited for his mental strength to reach its peak little by little, then slowly opened Lan Meng's melancholy and drank it all in one go.

There was no strange smell when the liquid entered his mouth. Roland closed his eyes and breathed, and felt a hazy feeling rising in his consciousness slowly, and everything seemed to be in a dream. In a trance, he seemed to have seen his previous life and saw the original memories lingering in his mind like a lantern, causing a wave of deep sadness to surge in his heart, which made him unable to extricate himself.

Lan Meng is melancholy, Lan Meng is melancholy, it turns out that it is because of this? Roland's mind is swaying and thinking.

The potion gradually took effect, and the surrounding elements seemed to be stimulated and gathered madly to Roland. Before Roland could think, he quickly used the black iron meditation technique. One heavy and one heavy element poured into his body like a wave, swimming in the meridians.

In a daze, Roland was like a slightly drunken drinker trying to maintain balance, controlling the sad mood so that it would not affect his spirit. He used both his mind and the black iron meditation technique desperately, guiding the elemental power to rush towards the pass.

Elements whistle like a tide, rushing towards the barrier of the third grade of Black Iron. The thickness of the barrier quickly weakens to a level visible to the naked eye under the powerful impact.

Soon, with a crisp sound, the elemental tide broke through the barrier, and a space in the body was opened again. The elemental tide was not tired at all, and it jumped over the barrier and rushed to the next space.

At this time, an elemental vortex seemed to be formed around Roland. In the center of the vortex, the elements were like wild horses that broke away from their reins, madly drilling into Roland's body. He was already a little difficult to control his body, and could only barely maintain a trace of his mind and soothe the violent elements.

His meridians were thrust by the elements entering his body. The surging elements looked for the previous traces and rushed into the space of the third grade of Black Iron. With the blessing of magic potions, the space was soon filled with the elemental tide.

The third-grade Black Iron is at its peak!

The rich sadness had filled Roland's heart, making him no time to sigh. In the dream, the elemental tide in Roland's body had nowhere to vent, and soon found the barrier of the fourth grade.

They are about to hit the fourth grade of Black Iron!

The elemental tide is surging and magnificent, rushing towards the barrier as stable as a mountain. The continuous stream of elements gathers here in the outside world, providing infinite vitality for the elemental tide.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! The heavy and deep knocks on the door sounded again and again deep in Roland's body. The elemental tide was tireless and without interruption, stubbornly hitting the mountain-like barrier.

I don’t know how long it took, in the hazy dream, Roland seemed to have experienced a century, but it seemed to be just a blink of an eye. He slowly woke up after a hangover and dreamed of vaguely remembering what happened before. The sadness seemed to have dissipated, but it seemed to be hidden deep in his heart, which made him feel a little at a loss.

He quickly looked inside his body, and the elemental tide was hitting the barrier of the fourth grade, but the degree of elemental entry had to slow down a lot, and the intensity of the tide gradually weakened.

The barrier was no longer as majestic and stable as it was, like a crumbling rock, and the lonely city with the remaining soldiers and defeated generals was in danger and barely maintained at the final bottom line.

Roland quickly adjusted his mindset, and he controlled the elemental tide to continue to impact the barrier. The black iron meditation technique ran wildly, doing his best to absorb elements from the outside world little by little.

The elemental tide is getting weaker and weaker, gradually like a stream, no rushing or surging, slowly flowing, and the strength of the barrier becomes thinner visible to the naked eye.

The elemental vortex disappeared, and the surrounding elements suddenly became thinner, and the black iron meditation became minimal.

He was not discouraged and gritted his teeth and continued to persevere. Sweat dripped from his face and smashed it to the ground.

He tried his best to mobilize the elemental powers from other parts of his body and gathered them all here. The nearly exhausted elemental tide attacked the barrier frantically.

Time passed by little by little, and the thickness of the barrier was almost negligible. Roland controlled the last wave of tide, and passed through the barrier with difficulty. The barrier made a weak whisper, and was defeated at the last moment.

The elemental stream is slowly pouring into the next space.

The fourth grade of the Black Iron Level!

The new space was opened, and the cells in Roland's body cheered. He suppressed his inner fatigue and took out a bottle of recovery magic potion from the storage ring. He drank it all in one sip. He quickly meditated and adjusted his breathing, slowly recovering his spiritual strength.

After a while, Roland opened his eyes with excitement, and a cold and hot light flashed in his eyes. The temperature around him became a little unbalanced, and it was difficult to control it at a slight degree.

Roland knew that this was the consequence of his strength improving too quickly and it was difficult to control his spiritual power. This matter was not urgent, so he could only temper his spirit in the future and increase his control efforts.

puff!

A fireball slowly closed from Roland's hand, illuminating the dark space and burning the temperature. The fireball jumped with a blue-red flame, and the flame tongue slowly licked the air, emitting a dangerous smell.

Roland felt the power of the fireball, which was more than twice as powerful as before. He nodded with satisfaction and dispersed the fireball casually.

The fourth grade of Black Iron means entering the middle level of Black Iron, and there will be a significant increase in spell value or mental strength.

"It's time to consider learning a few more magic." Roland thought, touching his chin. At an age of nearly adulthood, a layer of shallow fluff had grown on his chin, which was a symbol of the boy's impending maturity.

Roland opened the window. It was late at night. On a cold winter night, the cold and cold air came over the window, making Roland, who was slightly tired, feel a little tired.

He stood upstairs and looked down at the town.

Suddenly, he found that the streets and alleys that should have been empty and deserted were strangely covered with figures.

Under the huge moon, in the silvery fog-like moonlight, above the shining snow, black figures were passing through the alleys very quickly.

The town was silent and extremely quiet, and the illusion of Roland had the illusion that it seemed to be watching a silent movie. People were waving across the snow, leaving a clear trace without any sound. Only a few barkings of black-spotted dogs and beasts came from a distance to make Roland come back to his senses.

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