Ranger Roman is the first man on the mainland to spark the legend of the cloud world.

It is said that more than 19,000 years ago, high elves were still living in the jungle, the beasts still occupied most of the territory of the Far East, and various races were still freely communicating on the mainland, the real first ranger on the mainland was born.

Not anyone who picks up a sword and travels on the mainland can be called a ranger. Although there is no such thing as Jin Dada's saying "The greatest hero is for the country and the people" in this world, the word Xia is to some extent very similar to Jin Dada's view.

Roman Rod, a farmer boy who yearns for peace and love and has an adventurous style in his bones, starts from the first second he takes the city, and every step is working hard for the happiness and stability of the people.

Kill the Dark King, overthrow the rule of violent power, lead the people's uprising, resist the invasion of evil, the hero is walking, the sword is swinging, everything Roman Rhodes experienced is never really for himself. He eats the wind and drinks the dew, he is righteous, even if he lives in poverty all his life, this man has never bowed to any power or money, and always uses his own strength to help others.

Although he has never been remembered by others and never thought that he would become a great man, when he completely walked all over the mainland and looked back, countless cities had already set up monuments for him, and countless families had presented his living tablets.

The strongest man on this continent was respectfully called Ranger Roman by everyone who knew him at the age of fifty, including humans, beasts, elves, dwarfs, dwarfs, giants, etc.

Roman Rod was really strong. He was so strong that he could even fight the legendary Black Knights Legion alone. Many people said that he was the only man on the continent who reached the third level of God at that time, and had even reached the ageless and immortal existence.

Until one day, the man suddenly disappeared for no reason. Some people said that he went deep into the underworld alone to save an innocent girl, and some people said that he was in the nine levels of death poison and had to seal himself in the Sililuis eternal ice. But the most widely spread on the continent is that Roman Rod, a man who was already invincible on the continent, suddenly met a strong man who defeated him in order to make himself stronger. He promised to follow the strong man into a brand new world. And this world is called the Cloud Realm.

The legend of the Cloud Realm emerged at that time, but it was not as wide as the time and scope of spreading on the mainland, and it was far from comparable to the heavenly realm. If it weren't for the legend of the Cloud Realm, it would have been accompanied by the Roman Rhodes, who is still famous on the mainland more than 19,000 years later. It had long disappeared into the long river of history. Even so, the legend of the Cloud Realm has always been treated by people in the mainland as a fabrication of unofficial history.

But civilians can regard the cloud world as unofficial history, but Dongfang Yun cannot. He knew that the cloud world must exist.

In fact, Dongfang Yun also learned about Roman Rhodes from Buicarreno, because there is a Roman Rhodes doll in Buicarreno's house, and this person himself is also Buicarreno's idol. It can be imagined that it is normal for people like Buicarreno to worship Roman Rhodes.

Because of this, when Roman Rhode reported his name and showed his strength, Dongfang Yun immediately understood that the name reported by this man in a worn gray clothes was very likely to be true, so... he was almost certain that the other party came from the cloud world!

Although somehow, another visitor from the Cloud Realm suddenly appeared, Dongfang Yun was not afraid. He smiled and said, "Roman Roma, I have heard your name."

"I'm honored." Roman Rod nodded slightly, his tone meticulously.

"So," Dongfang Yun asked with his arms, "Mr. Roman came to see me, I wonder what's the point of doing?"

Roman Rod said: "Your Majesty Dongfangyun, I want to ask you, what would you do if you became the authority of this world?"

"Those in power?" Dongfang Yun thought for a while: "There are many kinds of people in power, and I don't understand which kind you are talking about."

Roman Rod said: "The continent is united and the world is unified."

Dongfang Yun smiled: "It sounds good, but that's too troublesome."

Roman Rod had long eyes and burst into deep eyes: "Did Your Majesty's words come from the heart?"

Dongfang Yun said calmly: "Are you questioning me?"

Roman Rod's body shook, his eyes suddenly became sharp. His powerful aura suppressed the ground dozens of meters below and began to tremble. At the same time, the powerful overlord pressure condensed on Dongfang Yun's shoulders.

Dongfang Yun snorted coldly, and his right hand stood in front of him with two fingers. The black and white chaotic flame burned at his fingertips. He scratched his right hand horizontally, and the two-color flame drew an invisible scratch in front of him. However, this trace was the product of the space being torn apart!

The space was broken, and the overlord who had almost condensed into a solid body suddenly vented wildly towards the torn space. In the deep, dark and dark cracks in the space, howling from the strange beasts gushed out!

Dongfang Yun smiled calmly, the flames dissipated, the cracks closed, and all the pressure around him was eliminated.

He said indifferently: "Mr. Romanrod, is he declaring war on me?"

Roman Rod had long been shocked by his understatement and his brows were furrowed.

In fact, when Dongfang Yun was in the carriage, the strength that Roman Rhode felt in him was an absolute second-level. For Roman himself, he was almost like an ant. But when Dongfang Yun rushed into the sky from the Eight Dragons, he felt the breath of the sixth powerful God!

This is normal. From the top tenth level, the energy around him can already cause imbalance in the world, and the pressure of heaven and earth that is leaked from his body at any time will also cause harm to the people around him. Therefore, those above the tenth level strongman will generally restrain his breath at all times.

But what made Roman Rod strange was that when he accidentally released the overlord's pressure, the man opposite was obviously the sixth God, but he did not choose to resist, nor did he fight back with pressure, but instead made such a way to tear the cracks and vent the pressure around him. This was nothing different from what you could have done with one yuan, but now it was done with one hundred yuan - that kind of two-color flame, even if it was only a little bit, even if the two were still more than twenty meters away, it still made Roman Rod feel creepy.

Dongfang Yun's approach made honest people like Roman Rod start to think about the reason.

In fact, there is no reason. Although Dongfang Yun extracted Tyrande's ability, he was not a powerful person in the Sixth God himself, so it is of course difficult to master the overlord pressure of the Sixth God. This kind of illusory thing is even more vague than the skills with rules.

So both sides instantly had a huge misunderstanding.

When honest people think about things, they are often more complicated than smart people. Roman Rod slowly moved his hand under the cloak to the hilt of his sword without leaving any trace, and said cautiously: "It seems that His Majesty is planning to speak with force."

Dongfang Yunqi said: "Have I said that?"

Roman Rod was stunned and stuttered: "But...but you just..."

Dongfang Yun waved his hand: "I don't mean that. What's the point of calling around? Why don't you chat?"

Roman Rod was embarrassed, spread his hands and said, "Okay..."

Dongfang Yun smiled and said, "I know there is a good bar in the Basque Country. How about it?"

...

Ezreal was really a little broken.

The silly girl's sense of direction was so bad that the sky collapsed and the sea broke through. If she hadn't kept reminding her, she would have gone around a big circle and returned to the position where the two knew each other.

But it has to be corrected sometimes. In less than half an hour, just speaking and correcting her direction, the sound of a smoke in her throat. Do you dare believe it?

Finally, Ezreal waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Boss, let's take a rest."

"Huh? I'm not tired!" said the silly angel.

"You are not tired. I'm exhausted all the way! Please let me drink some water!"

"Well, for your pitifulness, I will forgive you a lot of fatigue." Middinino looked like a 'I'm very generous'.

Ezreal wanted to spit out an old blood on her face, and she was too lazy to argue, so she let her put herself on the beach.

"Huh? What is that?"

Midindinino stared at the kettle in Ezreal's hand like a cat in boots.

"kettle……"

"Nonsense!" Middinino said angrily: "Of course I know that it is a kettle! I'm just asking what's in the kettle!"

Ezreal wiped his mouth and shook the kettle that was half missing: "This one, it's homemade fruit wine."

Midindinino sniffed like a puppy, looking forward to her expression: "It smells so good~!"

Ezrel was stunned. Seeing her staring at her kettle with her eyes tightly, she couldn't help but move the kettle to the left.

"..." Midindinino's little head did not move, but his eyes moved a lot with the kettle.

Ezreal moved the kettle from the left to the right again.

Midindinino's eyes continued to follow.

Ezreal shook the kettle left and right.

Midindinino's bright and large eyes, as bright as a light bulb, shaking left and right in the pendulum.

"Huh... OK, I'll give you a drink." Ezrel handed over helplessly.

"Thank you!" The silly angel shouted happily, and took the kettle and started drinking it happily.

"Even if it's fruit wine, you... Damn!" Ezerel rolled and crawled away the sword energy flying towards him. When he turned around, a slash mark of five or six meters deep and more than one hundred meters long appeared on the small sand dune!

"Uh~!" The silly angel burped with a blush on his cheeks, shook his head and pointed at Ezreal: "Who dares to rob me of you, die!"

"By the way, you're drunk too quickly, right? And why did 'I' become 'I'?" Ezreal couldn't help but complain.

"Uh~!" The silly angel's feet were shaking unsteadily, but his hands kept pouring the [fragrant ripples] in the kettle into his mouth, and then shouted: "Shou uh~ Xiaoxiao damn nonsense! Uh~ I don't need others to teach uh~ Educational~! I dare to talk nonsense anymore~ I fuck you to death!"

"What kind of wine are you?" Ezeril sighed with his forehead, avoiding the stupid angel who was drunk in a distance, hiding behind the sand dunes and saying depressedly: "What kind of evil am I doing?"

"Michael! You uh~ you bad guy! You know how to bully my dad uh~ I tell you uh~ I will never let you go uh~ let you go! One day I will become the archangel of God the Father uh~ long, and then exile you to the gate of glory to guard the gate!"

"Anqier uh~ you. You bad woman, dare to uh~ who dares to compete with me is more trusted by Father uh~ God. When I kill the King of Dark Night, you will uh~ be trampled under my feet! Destroy hahahahaha!"

"There is also the yellow-haired human race. I know uh~ I know you think I'm stupid! I'm stupid uh~? I'm not stupid! Old..."

Izrel, who was listening to the drunkenness and relish, suddenly found that the voice of the silly angel had stopped abruptly. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and decided to fly to the edge of the desert while she was sleeping, otherwise her voice would dry up and die.

He got up and walked slowly over the small sand dune, and his pupils shrank.

There was another angel next to the silly angel. Although the two sides were more than 30 meters apart, there was no reason why Ezreal couldn't feel the other party's appearance!

The angel is about two meters tall. Not only is it big, round waist and powerful, but its face is also extremely ferocious. In simple terms, it means... the angel can grow to his virtue, so it should fall.

"Mortal." The angel also noticed Ezreal. He frowned slightly. It was obvious that he had never noticed this man before.

"Yo!" Ezreal greeted the other party happily.

The angel said: "Did you give her Midindinino's wine?"

Ezreal showed her white teeth: "Yes."

The angel bent down and picked up the wine pot on the ground. He snorted coldly and threw it on the sand: "Scented ripples."

Ezrel gave a thumbs up: "Good eyesight."

The angel snorted coldly: "The man of the Dark Night King?"

Ezreal said: "It is best to report your own name before asking others."

The angel slapped his chest: "Sword laying the sword under the seat of the angel Gabriel, and the angel Gama."

"Engel Quan? By the way, I have always wanted to know how to distinguish the ranks of your angels?"

Although Gama has a butcher's face, it looks easy to talk: "The upper three levels are, seraph, angel, angel of wisdom, angel of zodiac; the middle three levels are, angel of power, angel of virtue, angel of power, angel of power, angel of power, angel of power, angel of power, angel of lower three levels are, angel of master, angel of angel, ordinary angel."

Ezreal whistled and smiled, "It seems that your level is still high! The fourth level of God."

"It's time to talk about you."
To be continued...