Chapter 311 Summoning the Dragon



Chapter 311 Summoning the Dragon

In the Kingdom of Budamia, at the foot of the Navia Mountains, there is a Dehar Manor.

The manor is surrounded by oak trees and various precious flowers and trees. This is the ancestral home of the McLean family.

There were a few people sitting scattered around in the luxurious conference hall.

It’s not that the McLean family has few members, but that the family’s assets are too huge, and most of the descendants have been sent out to manage the property.

Sitting in the chairman's seat was Grenoble, the head of the McLean family.

His face was angular, like a perfect sculpture, and his gray hair not only did not make him look old, but instead added to his charm.

Others were passing a letter around, chatting quietly from time to time.

The letter passed around and returned to Grenoble's hands. He tapped the letter lightly with his hand and asked, "What do you think about the Farouk Kingdom?"

"Flander had a quarrel with his family over a small amount of profit distribution and fled to the Farouk Kingdom.

He didn't even think about how he, who joined the Church of the Lord of Fire halfway, could have become a cardinal if it weren't for his family's secret help.

When he became the Archbishop, he didn't think of inviting the family to live with him. Now that the diocese is in danger, he thinks of us. I don't think he has good intentions."

In the letter, Flanders described the current situation objectively, neither exaggerating nor understating it.

“It wasn’t just a few benefits back then, some people shouldn’t lie with their eyes wide open.

Besides, Flanders is not only a bishop of a diocese, but also a silver-level exorcist priest, which means he has established a firm foothold in Farouk.

It would be a good idea for the family to branch out and establish a base there, and I agree with his proposal."

Someone came out to speak up for justice. It seems that there was something else behind what happened back then.

“There are also three Silver-level masters in the family, and several outstanding juniors have reached the pinnacle of the third level, and their advancement to Silver is just around the corner.

The head of the family even advanced to the Silver Realm two years ago. He was able to advance at that time, so his potential was much higher than that of others.

I think Flanders' promotion to the silver rank was just luck and not worth boasting about. The Farouk Kingdom is just a kingdom of barbarians. It is a foreign land with a bitter cold climate. It is not a good place to establish a branch."

The others were divided into two groups, talking at once.

Greno frowned slightly and said, "Regarding the establishment of a family branch in the Kingdom of Farouk, since everyone has their own opinions, why not send some reliable people to investigate. If it meets the family's standards, I agree to establish a branch.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the world is increasing, gods are coming, evil gods are reviving, and troubled times are coming. Even with the foundation of our family, we have to tread on thin ice.

McLean has never produced a Stigma-level expert, so how to better pass on the McLean family is something that we, the family elders, must seriously consider. "

He paused and asked again:

“Flanders mentioned that a transcendent with the bloodline of the Son of God appeared in his parish. He was less than 30 years old and already at the silver level.

What do you think of his marriage proposal? "

The scene was quiet for a while before someone spoke up: "The other party has no foundation. Even though he is powerful, he lacks stamina. As one advances in the level of transcendence, he will need various high-level spiritual objects to help him improve. If he is considering marrying into the family, I think it's worth considering."

The person who was speaking had a round, fat face, which made his eyes look very small.

A noblewoman with a high bun and a high-necked black gauze dress snorted coldly and said:

“If what Flanders said is true, even if the other party has an ordinary background and no foundation, he probably would not choose to marry into the family.

Now is only the early stage of the spiritual energy revival wave. He has become a silver-level transcendent at such a young age. His talent is also top-notch in the entire continent. In the future, not to mention becoming a sixth-level transcendent, it is almost certain that he will become a fifth-level transcendent.

A man like this wouldn't be willing to marry into the wife's family, right?"

The family has no shortage of resources, and there are many talented people among the direct and collateral branches. However, there is only one person who has advanced to the silver rank before the age of thirty - Princeton McLean.

Plimpton advanced last winter, and the day of his advancement happened to be his 30th birthday.

But what kind of resources did Purinton, the pride of the family, enjoy? What kind of resources did the man called Crown in Rhine City enjoy? If we compare them in this way, it is clear at a glance who has higher talent and who has lower talent.

“Audrey, that’s hard to say. Although there are no strong people at the Stigma Gold level in the history of the McLean family, the inheritance is solid.

In terms of influence and current strength, he is more powerful than most descendants of gods.

If that guy from the remote kingdom marries into the family, he will definitely receive more training. Originally, the fifth level was his peak, and he might have the hope of touching the threshold of the sixth level."

Audrey responded with some contempt: "How long has it been since you last visited the family library? It's time to catch up on some of the secret knowledge.

The divine bloodline will only be fully stimulated when the concentration of spiritual energy is high enough. When the concentration of spiritual energy is insufficient, the talents of these people will be similar to those of ordinary geniuses. "

"Nonsense, why haven't I heard of such a theory?"

"I know you don't believe it. Have you ever paid attention to the intelligence of the various divine bloodline families? Do you feel that the number of silver-level extraordinary people in these families has suddenly increased a lot?"

Audrey shook her head and said to the head of the family, “If the person Flanders mentioned is indeed as he described, I strongly recommend a marriage.

Marry into the wife's family? Some people always want to grab all the benefits, how is it possible? ! "

The meeting place fell into silence.

"hehe."

Grenior broke the silence and said with a smile, "It seems that we must go to the Kingdom of Farouk. Does anyone have any recommendations?"

Audrey suggested: "We can let Plimpton lead the team. As the leader of the younger generation, he should also go to other countries to gain experience. In addition, those unengaged girls of marriageable age can also go. After all, if we want to marry, we will choose from among them."

"I agree that Purinton should lead the team, but he is busy improving his own extraordinary level after all, and he may not be experienced enough in handling mundane affairs. I suggest Morgan as his deputy. His experience is enough to help Purinton a lot."

Now that the head of the family has made the decision, everyone contributed their opinions and decided on the members of the inspection team.

. . . .

Half a month later.

The spiritual essence in the golden spirit coin was exhausted and slipped through the fingers like sand, leaving a trace on the ground.

In Clown's sea of ​​consciousness, golden raindrops of spiritual energy formed a vortex and flowed into the hourglass of time to form the sand of time.

After he had filled up the spiritual power of the time hourglass, he released the bullet time and began to practice the barbarian bone breathing method.

Whenever the sand of time was used up, he would stop and continue to take out the golden spirit coins to extract spiritual essence to replenish his spiritual power.

The Time Hourglass is his first spirit control, and it has a rare time attribute. It is really unacceptable that it is still at the third level.

Whether it is humans or other types of creatures, advancing to the fourth level is equivalent to a leap forward.

He felt that the potential of the Time Hourglass had not yet been fully tapped, and the third-level spirit control could no longer meet the needs of a fifth-level transcendent like him.

Therefore, in recent times, Clown has placed the highest priority on improving the level of the time hourglass.

Every day when I practice breathing techniques and visualize the Golden Light Mantra, I deliberately release bullet time.

If you want to promote the rapid advancement of the spirit control, the first method is to devour evil spirits. It must be at least a second-level evil spirit to be effective, but the Warlock Brotherhood does not sell evil spirits of this level.

It is difficult to price an evil spirit of this level. If the price is too low, it will not be cost-effective to capture people. If the price is too high, it will seem that the buyer is being taken advantage of.

Crown can only adopt the second method, which is the most popular method - use it more.

Constantly using the ability to control spirits is equivalent to exercising the spirits.

Based on the experience gained from the Fire Cube, Clown's use of the Time Hourglass should have advanced to the level of Spirit Control long ago.

He couldn't figure out why he couldn't advance, and could only comfort himself that it was because his potential in controlling spirits was too high, so the advancement was more difficult.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, on the brass base of the time hourglass, silver stars were flashing fluorescent light.

The sand of time fell at a constant speed, and the speed at which Clown activated his qi and blood power also increased a lot.

The silver dragon stretched its body, and its silver scales sparkled.

As he breathed rhythmically, the silver dragon's movements became larger and larger.

Crown felt that his internal bones were tightly wrapped by the power of Qi and blood, as if they were being tightly grasped by something through his flesh and blood.

My internal organs were vibrating at an extremely fast speed, and the speed of blood flow was ringing in my ears, as if I was standing by a river.

He felt his heart beating rapidly and powerfully, his qi and blood gathering there, as if being wrapped in a ball of fire and being roasted.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"ha!"

Crown couldn't help but exhale and speak. At the same time, all the closed pores on his body relaxed and invisible energy gushed out.

The loose clothes he was wearing were filled with wind and could not withstand the strong wind pressure, so they broke.

A roar filled with a desolate aura echoed in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the silver dragon behind him broke free from its invisible restraints and swam around him.

A faint smoke accompanied the silver dragon, and the dragon's whiskers swayed gently, revealing a bit of joy.

A feeling of joy rose from the bottom of his heart, and Crown stretched out his hand, wanting to touch this legendary creature.

The silver dragon passed through his palm, and it seemed that everything in front of him was an illusion, or that the blood and qi existed in another dimension. It seemed to be close at hand, but in fact it was separated by thousands of miles.

The silver dragon stopped and rose to the level of Crown's eyes. It tilted its head, blinked, and then shook its tail and left.

Crown felt lost. Dragons were ultimately out of reach.

As he stopped practicing the breathing method, the dragon's shadow disappeared. He then summoned a golden wall, and his vision was filled with a brilliant golden-purple color.

[Barbarian Bone Breathing Method: 12/80000; Level 5] (Qi and blood grow stronger, and the blood shadow begins to activate. When you complete the final sublimation, the traces hidden deep in the blood will come into the world.) The breathing method has been advanced, and its description has rekindled Clown's desire.

Could it be that, when his breathing method surpasses the silver level, the dragon's shadow can become a real creature and always be by his side?

His breathing unconsciously quickened. In fact, he had never expected to see a dragon in physical form.

The Barbarian Bone Breathing Technique has reached the seventh level. It’s no problem. It’s just a matter of hard work!

Crown said there was no pressure and from then on, he had new motivation.

“When you climb one peak, you’ll see another one. Push your goals further and keep your ideals ahead.

Even if the road is rough, I am not afraid of the trials. I wish to experience both pain and happiness in my life. "

He began to hum a song from his previous life, but unfortunately he had not spoken this language for many years, so his pronunciation was dry and the tune had disappeared into some mountain valley.

Although the hourglass of time still did not advance, he did not feel frustrated at all, but instead became more confident.

Any difficulties and obstacles are just paper tigers in front of the hardworking emperor.

After Crown waited until his qi and blood had calmed down and his heartbeat had stabilized, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

As he closed his eyes, light began to appear on his body.

It seemed as if a full moon rose in the room, the moonlight rippled like water, and an atmosphere of peace filled the air.

A gecko happened to pass by the window, causing it to stop.

. . . .

The next day, just as Crown was finishing his breakfast, a servant hurried to the door.

He stood at the door for a few seconds to calm his racing heartbeat.

When his breathing became calmer, he walked in and said, "Sir, Archbishop Flanders's attendant, Reverend Harry Dale, is here and said the Archbishop wants you to come over for something."

'Could it be that the Guild of Rare Items has produced enough airships?'

Thinking of this, Clown nodded slightly and said, "I'll eat these few bites of food and then I'll be over."

He quickly and gracefully cleared the food from the table, then took the white napkin Billy handed over and wiped his mouth.

Although visualizing the Golden Light Mantra can also provide energy, eating a hearty meal can still make people feel happy.

Clown walked into the living room, his eyes lit up, and he smiled:

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Harry, you have advanced to become a third-level exorcist priest. Congratulations."

His strength had reached the fifth level, and coupled with the continuous improvement of the Golden Light Mantra, the sharpness of his spiritual perception exceeded others' expectations.

Even without using his clairvoyance, he could still sense the changes in the intensity of other people's life magnetic fields.

Harry came up to him with a smile and saluted respectfully:

"The difference between you and me is like the difference between candlelight and the bright moon in the sky."

He sighed and said regretfully:

"There are more and more third-level extraordinary people now, so they are not rare anymore.

If I could have advanced a few years earlier, I could have become a bishop and brought honor to my family.

Now, I can only dream about it.”

He and Crown were already very familiar with each other, so they spoke without any reservations and expressed their true feelings.

Clown patted his shoulder as a consolation and asked:

"What does the Archbishop want to talk to me about? Has the Guild of Rare Objects produced enough airships?"

"Uh, that's not it."

Harry waved his hands hastily, his expression becoming a little strange: "Sir, some guests have come from the Kingdom of Budamia, and the Archbishop wants you to accompany him to visit Lower Rhine City."

He had followed Flanders for many years and had a clear understanding of the ways of the world. Most of these guests were women, all well-educated aristocratic girls.

Now I call for Lord Clown to accompany me. Clown didn't notice Harry's strange expression and said to himself, "Guests from the Kingdom of Budamia, it seems like these people are quite important."

After all, he is a silver-level warrior. If he is allowed to accompany the guests, it would only be reasonable if there are strong people of the same level among the guests.

(End of this chapter)


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