Today's situation is somewhat similar to that day -

There were no level eight units on the battlefield at the beginning, until Orson absorbed the energy of all the Wuhun soldiers and forced a breakthrough, and then he became a Silver Moon Knight.

Roning opened the attribute panel and used up all the 3,000 attribute points he had obtained, which not only allowed his knight level to reach the Silver Moon level, but also allowed his magician level to reach the Mage (3496/15000).

"I am still 11,504 attribute points away from becoming a Sun Knight and a Grand Mage."

Despite this, Roning now possesses absolutely powerful strength.

At least for now, he has not heard of any Sun Knights in the Kingdom of Alduin and the Kingdom of Tricia.

To put it another way, even if there was a Prideful Sun Knight, it would not be easy to kill him. Not to mention the existence of Rydar, with Ronin's own strength, he could fight against the Prideful Sun Knight for a while.

The difference between these two levels is mental strength. The difference in strength is not that big, and the difference in fighting spirit is only in quantity.

That's why in the battle just now, Roning used the secret skill "Burning Sky Flame" unscrupulously.

The great magician Miroslav controlled the Earth Bear to place Ronin on the ground, and then dispelled the spell. He came to Ronin with a complicated look.

"Luo Ning, your strength..."

He didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. He just felt that the person standing in front of him was not a young man under 20 years old, but an old monster who had regained his youth.

Broll walked over quickly and directly expressed his doubts: "Are you a Silver Moon Knight?"

Although the thirty-meter-long red sword shadow just now pierced Orson's body, it also stung his eyes.

Broll asked himself if even he would be able to withstand such a blow.

But such an attack was actually launched by Roning.

You know, in last year's Knight Tournament, the opponent was only a Silver Knight. How could he break through from Silver to Silver Moon level in less than a year? At this time, Lu Lans also came over and asked with concern: "How is the situation?"

The old man was not surprised by Roning's strength. After all, with the so-called "divine weapon", it was acceptable for him to become a meteor or a silver moon.

Luo Ning smiled slightly and said, "I'm not seriously injured, it's just that the secret technique I used just now almost drained all the fighting spirit in my body, it consumed too much."

"Toru!" Rulans shouted.

Toru ran over quickly, "Sir, your orders!"

"Go and pull the carriage carrying the magic cannon over here so that Ronin can have a good rest."

"Are you senile and confused?"

Miroslav smiled and said, "That kind of carriage doesn't even have a cushion. How can it be comfortable to sit in? Go and get my magic carriage."

Lu Lans laughed, "Okay, okay, you old man finally showed some generosity."

In fact, although Luo Ning's fighting spirit was greatly consumed, he didn't need to rest. However, since Lu Lan Si arranged it this way, he couldn't refuse the other party's face.

He immediately got into the carriage with the help of Toru.

The surrounding knights looked at Roning with enthusiastic eyes. They didn't expect that the Marquis's grandson had grown to this point.

"Toru." Ronin shouted.

"Your orders!"

Toru said respectfully, even using honorifics when addressing him.

"My dragon will bring Elrond here in a moment. Let him treat Melonica first. He seems to have been seriously injured. In addition, if any knight is seriously injured and cannot be cured, you can also ask Elrond to help."

Toru thought of the magician who appeared in Wushan Castle during the annual celebration. It seemed that Elrond was also very powerful.

"You take a good rest, leave these small matters to me!"

Elsewhere, Broll watched as Toru helped Ronin away, his question going unanswered due to Rulans's intervention.

"Luo Ning is too competitive. It's a bit difficult for him to use secret skills across levels."

Broll chuckled. "You mean, he's only at Gold level?"

He roared in his heart, "Go and fool the devil!"

Lu Lan Si shrugged, spread his hands, and changed the subject: "Although Orson was killed by us, the Mephisto he mentioned should not be dead. What entered Orson's body should be just a special power."

Dawn said, "I heard that the wind-attributed Sun Knight can learn a fighting skill called 'Shadow Clone Technique', which allows him to use his fighting spirit to condense a clone that can last for a period of time without dissipating."

"Don't even mention the Prideful Knight. Orson was split in two during the battle just now. He just existed for too short a time."

Broll was also attracted by the discussion. "Well, the abilities of these witch souls are a bit strange. I also agree with what Lulans said. The mastermind behind the scenes, Mephisto, should still be alive. He may be in Black Python City, or hiding somewhere else."

At this point, everyone's faces became serious.

Although they won the battle, they still experienced the horror of the Wuhun Clan.

First, it can mobilize soldiers, regardless of gender, age or status, to fight. It can also use the horn to stimulate their potential, causing casualties to the nobles' army in a mutually destructive way.

Secondly, they can also absorb the energy of the Wuhun clan members to forcibly increase their own strength, which is more terrifying than the first point.

What if we could mass-produce Silver Moon Knights? "Broll, tell His Majesty about this when you go back. Tell him to inform other nobles that if there are large-scale deaths or other strange incidents in the territory, they must be reported to the nobles or the royal family."

The Wuhun tribe is an alien race, and letting them go will only allow them to expand rapidly.

In less than two months, Black Python City had tens of thousands of Wuhun Clan soldiers. If they were left alone for a year, the number would be chilling to think about.

"I will!"

With the death of Orson and other main forces, it will not be difficult to occupy Black Python City.

After a discussion, Miroslav and Dawn prepared to evacuate with the people from the Silva Magic Chamber of Commerce, because the next thing was the internal affairs of Lulans's territory, and they were not considered vassals, so they would not participate any more.

This is even more true for Broll. The battle is basically over, and Roning and Lulans will definitely arrive in Golden Feather City on time in June, so he can also return to Golden Feather City to report.

Next, some people prepared to evacuate, while the knights of Wushanbao were counting the casualties and cleaning up the battlefield.

Huh~ Carlos flew back happily and landed on an open space on the battlefield.

It is in a very good mood now. Elrond has completely eradicated the power of the witch soul in it, and it is completely free.

Elron glanced around the battlefield. The aura of witch soul power around him made him frown. He didn't expect that after his rebirth, he would encounter such a large-scale alien race.

It seems that the war from the previous life will continue in this life.

"Haha, Mr. Elrond, you are here."

Lulans came forward and greeted him warmly. He was very grateful to the magician.

"My Lord Marquis!"

Elrond bowed and greeted, "Where is Lord Rhonin?"

"He is resting in the carriage. The battle just now consumed a lot of energy."

Toru stepped forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Magician, Count Ronin wants you to treat Melonica and some people who are more seriously injured."

Elron nodded and said, "Please gather those who need treatment together."

As Melonica and the others gathered together, Elrond cast a purification spell.

Although this is a single-target spell, Elrond, who is already a mage, can expand the range and effect of the spell.

After the purification, he also provided some treatment to help these people recover quickly.

Melonica stood up and stretched his fists and feet. The corrosive force on his chest was not strong, so he could suppress it with his fighting spirit. He was confident that he could pull it out within three days.

But the effect of the spell was immediate and he felt relieved.

"Thank you, Elrond!"

“It should be.”

Broll's gaze stayed on Elrond. The spell he just cast was definitely extraordinary. Was the magician in front of him a great wizard?

Suddenly, he was shocked.

When did Wushanling become so powerful? (End of this chapter)