"Tell me quickly! Tell me about how you killed the Hundred Arm Giant that day." After sitting on the bench in the lounge, a member of the City Lord Guard began to inquire about the news he wanted. Judging from his face, this person seemed to be underage.

Although Barrett has only joined the guard for a long time, the contacts these days have also allowed the indigenous people to understand his temperament in their eyes. In their eyes, the deputy captain of the airborne third detachment is kind, not the kind of arrogant one. So naturally he is not as reserved as he was at the beginning.

But although he had some psychological preparation in advance, after the other party asked this question, Barrett was still stunned. Then he stretched out his index finger and shook it, then pointed to it: "The Earl has issued a ban order. Otherwise, I would be happy to talk to you about that issue."

"Is the closure order?" The indigenous man immediately shook his head and sat aside with disappointment. Bolum's leadership discipline was strict. Since the Count gave such an order, he naturally knew that it would be difficult for him to gossip any more.

At this moment, the young man who was carrying a kettle in the other end of the room turned his head and cursed, "I told you that this kind of thing is not so easy to find out. If the Earl had not made any arrangements, such a big thing would have long been known to the entire territory."

"It's obviously a great thing! It's necessary to hide it like this!" The baby face, which seemed to be underage, immediately started to yell.

"How can the territory be hidden here? The news of killing the Hundred Arm Giant has now become the most popular chapter in the poems of the minstrels." Barrett, who said this, touched his chin with prides, pretending to be proud, "But some details are related to the secrets of the territory. Naturally, it cannot be announced to the public so easily."

"But why is even your identity a secret? If it weren't for the news you were coming before, we wouldn't know who solved the hundred-armed giant." The baby face still asked slowly.

"The Earl's arrangement is naturally his reason. We, the people below, just need to be obedient. Thinking so much is just a waste of energy." Barrett raised his eyebrows, "and maintaining a sense of mystery can arouse the pursuit of civilians. That will keep the topic hot."

"This is too complicated! Forget it, I still don't think about it anymore. This kind of thing is indeed not what I am good at." The young man immediately leaned on the bench with his forehead.

It has been three days since he joined the City Lord Guard, and Barrett, who was separated from his companions, has gradually adapted to life here. As the name suggests, the City Lord Guard is the master of Poitu City and the personal guard of the Earl of Borham. In addition to being responsible for the protection of his daily life, you also need to go to war with the army, which is not as simple as a guard of honor.

Therefore, the members of the City Lord Guard are all elites among ordinary soldiers of Borham. They stood out from the various organizational structures through layer by layer, and finally joined this unit, which they thought was extremely honorable. This is not only because there are higher rewards and smoother promotion channels here. What is more important is that through competitions again and again, they proved that they were stronger than others in the process of selection.

Of course, the small number of city guards are not always in front of the stage. In fact, the most eye-catching guards often have nothing to do with them. These real elites often stay behind the scenes, just like the secret guards that Barrett had noticed in the past. However, this situation is far away as peace passes, and when the Earl of Borham leads the army to fight, they will fight on the front line.

In terms of strength alone, Barrett can completely take the position of captain in the City Lord Guard. However, he suddenly airborne, so he naturally can only take a deputy without real power. Otherwise, no matter how strong he is, he will be unable to convince the public.

More importantly, the Earl of Borham did not intend to let Barrett stay in the city guard for a long time. In his eyes, such an arrangement was only a temporary plan of rights and interests, and put Barrett in the sun and away from the dagger in the shadow. This approach cannot be said to be foolproof, but the safety is indeed greatly increased.

If the spy arranged by the Lucians really dares to stretch out their claws in this situation, the Borham Corps will have a great opportunity to cut them off. As for Barrett's next arrangement, the Earl of Borham has not yet found a suitable position. It is not easy to maximize Barrett's ability.

Just when Barrett was bragging and fucking with the guards in addition to daily training, the anvil was sprinkling his sweat in front of the furnace. He was about to join the blacksmith camp in the army and was undergoing intensive training in the clan. Although his status in the clan, who became a brave man of the stone, his status in the clan was greatly improved, the craftsman's income that concerns the honor of the dwarf would not be able to let go even if he was not.

In fact, there was no name for the anvil on the recruitment list of these two clans, so when the news appeared in front of the elders of the clan, they were really shocked. As a result, after evaluating the blacksmith's craftsmanship of the anvil, they almost pulled out their beards. Who made the anvil, who was busy with adventure during this period, not only left all the original craftsmanship, but also did not invest in this skill point at all.

The status of blacksmiths in the Western Continent has always been quite high. The skilled blacksmiths in the manor can even talk fairly with the manager. Although the blacksmiths with the army are hard, they are relatively safe and can enjoy a certain amount of trophy sharing. It can be regarded as a good job in the army.

Of course, this is only for ordinary blacksmiths, and the dwarf craftsmen will naturally be treated higher. However, the reason why they joined the army was mainly because of the agreement with the Borham family. In this regard, the dwarfs were extremely stubborn and strived to do their best every time.

Although these stone people are not ignorant of adaptability, there are incidents in the Western Continent that want to play with dwarves and be fooled every year. However, once the promise is reached, these bearded men will never give a slight discount during the execution process. Therefore, during the days before the army was launched, the anvil could only blame the iron furnace forging hammers day and night.

Make up tomorrow

The harsh and fishy smell that made the surrounding environment even more strange. Most of the houses on the square were made of light brown granite for the original construction. The loss of time gave them some traces. The ivy covered with side walls and the moss in the corners were one of them.

However, now those ivy crawlers are like wheat that has not rained for a long time, with their heads hanging down. The originally moist moss curled numerous folds like used toilet paper.

Suddenly, a slight bulge appeared in the throat under one of the dragon's heads. The Val Knight, who was familiar with the habits of the dragon, immediately understood what the other party was going to do next.

With his slow and fast pace, which gradually transitioned to the full soles of his feet, and moved 50 feet to the right, he successfully avoided the indigo blue current ejected from the faucet with a huge head shield.

Unfortunately, the bronze lamppost on the square was not so lucky. It melted into the contact of a linear energy flow of 5 feet in diameter and 120 feet long at a distance of 120 feet. This was a little splashing, causing the surrounding marble slabs to be dark and smoked. It slowly flowed towards the surroundings while descending.

But before the Val Knight could rush to the opponent, the second breath appeared on the Val Knight's route of progress like a shadow. He slid sideways and leaned backward, twisting his waist and successfully controlling his center of gravity. He made an incredible move again to avoid the opponent's two combo.

The orange-red conical flame spread out from the dragon's mouth. The diameter of the cone at the bottom is 60 feet away, making hot breaths. Not only does it severely burn the ground, but even the surrounding air distorted the sight due to the violent high temperature.

"Spray Weapon" is different from other dragon breaths. Each head of the Colorful Prince can spray out any colored dragon's breath. More importantly, unlike other dragons, the Colorful Prince's breath can be achieved without any stop.

In fact, "Dragon Breath" is a wrong name. Because fire, poison, acid, or other substances are sent from the upper stomach rather than the lungs. To be more precise, those energy flows are actually vomiting rather than exhaling. Therefore, "breath" is used to describe it, first of all, the subjective judgment of the ignorant.

The colored dragon's stomach includes two parts: the smaller "upper stomach" and the stomach ventricular. The elemental energy sent by the heart through the base blood vessels is stored in the upper stomach until needed. These energy can be used to aid digestion in this case, it will flow into the muscular stomach when food from the esophagus reaches the muscular stomach, and it can also be used to form a dragon's spitting weapon.

A little of these energy will penetrate from the dragon's upper stomach into the esophagus, mouth and nose, which may be emitted from those places in the form of wisps of light smoke or poisonous mist. Of course, another reason that makes humans believe that spewing weapons are part of the respiratory system. Most dragons use bite attacks, the oozing energy can also cause damage.

Therefore, the dragon's breathing ability comes from the fact that the energy that stimulates the spitting weapon is the same energy that promotes the digestion process of this beast. When the dragon is seriously injured, its body will directly release a large amount of adrenaline into the blood, and the blood will correspondingly send a wave of elemental energy to the organs of the creature.

To prepare for the upcoming energy flow, the dragon's digestive tract clears the energy already stored inside it. Essentially, the dragon's breath is vomited from the stomach chamber rather than the upper stomach that usually stores energy.

Each time the muscles and stomach need to be "refilled" at a short time of dozens of seconds or minutes, because almost all the energy sent from the center of the battle is used to spit out weapons.

This makes the dragon unable to use the spit weapon before the upper stomach starts filling the muscle stomach with energy again. This is why the dragon can only reuse the breath after a short break.

But the color prince is different. It is a non-naturally fertile life. From the date of birth, its purpose is to fight and kill. The unique physiological structure and powerful heart-to-lung abilities make its breath like a surging river. The random threading mechanism makes each breath before it appears; even the color prince itself does not know the specific effect.

Although this attack method that even the user cannot fully control seems to be inflexible to many people, it also makes people with spell abilities such as detecting thinking and suggesting lose the cracking method to a certain extent.

One after another, he spitted attacks and continued to appear at the place where the Val Knight stayed before. It seemed that as long as he moved half a beat, he would be baptized by the vomit.

The feeling of attack frustration has been savored for a long time. The conical attack: like the cold breath of the brightest veil, the thick light green corrosive clouds, accompanied by the heat wave and thick smoke; the linear attack: the silent lightning and the yellow-green acidic liquid. This comes from the breath of the dragon of the fifth middle school, just like the bullets shot from the submachine gun. Although it has not done any damage to the Val Knight, it seriously restricts his freedom of movement.

What made him frown even more was that the Colored Prince's only unique dragon breath black Hellfire. It was an evil magic energy, not a flame, so any kind of fire protection would not be useful. According to research, only the ability to protect against evil or magic can work for it.

However, even if the attack is not hit, it will not hurt a hair of Knight Val. However, he was worried about something else, because the parts on the square that were burned by the hellfire were all desecrated by the energy from the lower plane. Such an environment is like the evil spirit in the priest 5th ring spell, which will not only have a bad impact on the immortality of the people living around him. At the same time, it may also breed various mutated evil things.

This is because the mysterious elemental essence of the dragon is one of the most strange and unknown mysteries. The energy flowing in the dragon's heart and blood will spread to the surroundings with death, creating an area of ​​chaotic environment. The surrounding area will see the internal energy of the dragon, which will lead to permanent or at least extremely long-lasting environmental changes. At that time, the same effect will be achieved with the spraying of dragon breath? Not to mention that the Val Knight had never seen it, he had never even heard of it before. (To be continued.)
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