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Chapter 49 I am not Rosinandi(1/2)

North.

Tazmi has returned to the empire's territory.

In the wasteland, two figures are thrilling the world.

The hard frozen soil was cut by the sword energy, and the power of ice was spreading and turning it into a Jedi.

The young swordsman's vision and hearing were activated with all his strength, shuttled through the storm and snow. Even if the blood was splattered on the ground, it did not stop for a second.

The arms were wrapped in black breath. Although the newly formed armed color was thin, it still carried huge power.

The basic use of the domineering two-color style has made the boy slowly begin to surpass ordinary strong people.

The Overlord Color that can be used occasionally gives him resistance in the battle with the strongest of the empire.

The two had been fighting for an entire hour, and after an iceberg appeared out of thin air, Tazmi was finally defeated.

Asdes' eyes were full of fire, and this little man was so surprising.

After only one month outside the border, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Imperial tools of the level of the Three Beasts are no longer worthy of comparison.

Holding Tazmi in his arms, Esdes really had the urge to eat his lover.

Just enduring this desire for conquest began to soothe the boy's heart. After all, what she wanted was love with all her heart.

"Very strong, and I'm close to that old stubborn Bud."

"That black airflow has a considerable bonus to the body. Is this the power of your burning blood?"

"More importantly, there is less confusion in your eyes, and there is no hesitation in the sword."

"It seems that you have gained a lot from the outside world."

Tazmi looked at the words He Daoyi in his hand and was stunned. Losing was not a difficult threshold.

Isn’t it so easy to surpass the strongest empire?

Being able to fight to this day is still the result of the opponent's release.

The reason why he was dazed was because of what the uncle told him in one word.

【The time has arrived】

Wujian Special Training... He was confident that he would continue to persist in that intensity last time, but can he really defeat Esdes in this way?

This woman is like a real demon god. The more she comes into contact, the more she understands this power.

Just a word, the uncle is full of confidence, so come on.

Even if I die thousands of times, I can't stop me!

"I need to conduct special training with Uncle Yiwenzi, please protect me."

Although it is not good to say this, I really have an unparalleled sense of security around Esdes.

And he... trusts the other party.

I have been out of the imperial capital for a while. After spending time together, even Han Bing's heart is warmed up.

Although he still cannot accept the other party's position and some of his behavior, Esdes, who came to the north, mostly showed the positive side.

The emotional boy's defense line has been blurred.

Saving Esdes...is also a good choice.

Esdes was also very happy with this trust in giving his life to himself.

It is clear that as long as she is there, even the whole world will not be able to hurt Tazmi.

This kind of domineering confession is very powerful and pragmatic.

Even if there are a hundred thousand troops, ten imperial envoys cannot break through the barriers of the ice and snow world.

Aesdes, who developed the Demon Appearance and Demonic Soul, really reached the upper limit of the world.

The dangerous species of the source of the imperial instrument has not reached this level.

The ceiling of the girl is so unreasonable.

At the top of the snow-capped mountains, the young man put the word "Hedao" horizontally on his lap.

【Are you ready? Tazmi.】

"Um."

[This time, Wujian Special Training, you must be prepared. The half drop of blood left by Noah... is amazing.]

Break the rules, create a temporary holy grail to save Hill, and make up for the origin of the text of Hedao Yi did not exhaust all its power.

Noah also instilled a very interesting path of practice with the power of the Holy Grail.

He didn't know what would happen in a word, but one thing He knew was that Noah had the power to reshape everything.

【Wujian.Open】

Buzz ~~~~

The red light emanated from the iron bar and spread to the boy's whole body, and like the last time, the soul seemed to be drawn out and put into an unknown space.

And in Esdes' perception behind, there is a subtle feeling of time stopping.

No, it is time being stretched.

The feeling of being separated from the real world is very strange. I can only perceive it slightly because of the creation of the forbidden technique of "Moke Botmo", which can freeze the entire time and space.

"It's really...a remarkable special training."

While protecting Tazmi, Esdes also began to develop imperial tools for the second time. It seemed that the short-term freezing of time and space was not enough.

The wind and snow here are even heavier.

Tazmi's translucent soul was constantly twisting and shuttled, and finally arrived on a snow island.

This island is called Minion Island.

At this moment, a man with short golden hair, red hood, black feather coat, and a clown makeup on his face lying on the snow.

The man was covered in very tragic injuries, but his expression on the ground was very mocking, as if the person who lost was not himself.

Tazmi is like being in another dimension and cannot touch the person in reality at all.

There is no way to explore it.

"Hello, Tazmi."

At this time, a voice came from behind.

The boy turned around and saw a handsome blonde short-haired man with a familiar face, wearing a white military uniform and didn't know how long he had been standing.

"Uh...Hello, who are you?"

"Rosinandi, the disciple of Teacher Noah. He is also the dying man on the ground."

This opening remark hit Tazmi's brain a little, and he didn't figure out what was going on for a while.

"Although you are confused, from now on you are Rosinandi."

Tazmi didn't understand what I meant by Rosinandi, and he didn't even know who this person was.

"Three chances, even if you can enter the final battlefield, you will pass."

Then he pushed Tazmi back and his soul merged into the body of the dying man on the snow.

A lot of information poured into my mind at this moment.

The Tianlong Man, who left the holy land of Mary Choa, was retaliated by the villagers. His brother became a pirate and vowed to make the sea chaotic. He became the adopted son of the Marshal of the Navy. He returned to the undercover agent of the Don Quixote family. In order to save a child, he betrayed the family and the world government at the same time. He is now on the verge of death.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The torrent of memory hits the brain, causing Tazmi's thinking to crash.

But thanks to this memory, he inherited everything before after sorting out the information.

The sea, the devil fruit, the world government, the navy, the revolutionary army...

A magical world, a magical power.

But this has nothing to do with him. At this time, Rosinandi was obviously not a well-known strong man. This weak physique is not as good as when Tazmi first entered the imperial capital.

He was shot several times and was beaten by Vergo. It can be said that he would be gone if he lay in the snow for a while.

"In place of Rosinandi, go to the final battlefield..."

"Maybe I'll die if I can't wait for myself."

Relying on the battlefield first aid manual taught by night attacks and the average physical fitness in the pirate world, Tazmi began to save himself.

But I haven't staggered a few steps yet.

birdcage!!!

The power of the devil fruit enveloped the island, and a man in a flamingo coat arrived.

"Rody...we are brothers."
To be continued...
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