Chapter 368: He can be killed by a pile of



Chapter 368: He can be killed by a pile of them

But after thinking for a moment, the Queen Fengpeng's sharp eyes that were almost glowing shook her head and said:

"Great Goddess of the Underworld Sea, although I cannot refuse your request according to the ancient covenant, there is also an agreement between me and the Dragun Empire, and I cannot personally help you solve this human."

"So, I am unworthy of your divine power crystal."

Although the Queen Fengpeng is strong and is a strong person at the peak of the epic level, her strength is not the key to the Dragun Empire, which has more than two dozen dragon knights.

The key is her speed.

The Queen Fengpeng is nicknamed "Lightning Walker", and her speed is unparalleled.

The name of "Lightning Walker" Trist is also well-known among all the epic strongmen, which is why the Fengpeng clan can build a nest in the Beverly Pass area.

The Empire is not a vegetarian, and after several fruitless encirclements and suppressions, it reached an agreement with the Queen Fengpeng.

"Trust, this crystal of divine power is my gift. You can send your men to deal with this human. I hope you won't be perfunctory." The goddess of the underworld, Hela, looked deeply at the Queen of Fengpeng and said.

"By the way, this human can transform into a dragon man and is good at close combat."

As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed girl transformed by Hela suddenly turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in front of the Queen of Fengpeng.

"Good at close combat? This is exactly what my people are good at dealing with." Queen of Fengpeng, Trist, said to herself while picking up the crystal of divine power floating in the air.

She understood why the goddess of the underworld, Hela, came to her.

But there was another question, that is, what did the human boy named Ryan do that made a god so concerned?

After thinking for a while, Trist shook her head and couldn't figure it out for a while.

She only heard her say to the outside world: "Send Merrick over!"

"Yes, Queen!"

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At the same time.

In the mansion of the Snyder family in Marne City.

After some greetings, Luther arranged a more private small meeting room for everyone.

"Admiral Howie, Lord Ryan, this room has been blessed with multiple protective magic arrays to prevent eavesdropping and peeping, which can effectively block certain long-distance peeping."

Ryan nodded. He had heard of this kind of protective magic array.

Of course, if you are facing the real body of a god or an extremely powerful incarnation, then these protective magic arrays are no different from thin paper, but if it is just a projection of a god or the advent of a saint, it will be very effective.

When everyone sat down, the two department heads, a man and a woman behind Admiral Howie, quickly took out their notebooks and pens and recorded very seriously.

Seeing Ryan's slightly surprised look, the capable woman smiled slightly and said:

"Lord Ryan, what you said is too serious. According to the rules of the Sword Bearer, anything involving the gods must be reported to the Sword Bearer headquarters as soon as possible."

"I see." Ryan nodded with a look of sudden realization.

"Sir Ryan, in order to more accurately report the situation you encountered this time, please don't mind if Fionado and Leyana's questions are offensive." Admiral Howie said with a smile.

"Of course not, I understand, it's all work." Ryan smiled.

So Ryan began to tell the story slowly, and everyone, including the title knight Luther, listened carefully.

After all, this is information about a true god who is recovering, and it is not too important to pay attention to it.

Ten minutes later ,

a capable young woman named Leyana asked with a puzzled look on her face:

"Excuse me, Lord Ryan, you just said that you rejected the other party's recruitment and the other party was very angry, but as far as we know, even if it is just a projection of a true god, they are generally very wise."

"Generally speaking, it is difficult to be angered by a few words."

"So. How did you make the other party very angry? Did you say something or did you do something?"

In response to Leyana's question, everyone on the side, including Admiral Howie, nodded slightly.

They were also very confused about this.

After all, Hela, the goddess of the underworld, was famous in ancient times.

Among the many gods recorded in the imperial classics, she is also ranked at the top. How could she be so easily emotionally unstable, thus affecting her strength?

This is unreasonable.

"Uh" Ryan hesitated.

It's not that he didn't remember, but now that he thought about it, what he said at that time seemed a little... a little arrogant.

At least, that's what outsiders would feel.

But after thinking about it, Ryan decided to tell the truth.

After all, if what he said could help the empire discover a weakness of this god, that would be great.

"Actually, I didn't say anything. The other party said surrender or die, and I said I didn't choose either. Uh. I said, 'You hit me so hard, so I have to fight back!'"

"Then, the other party seemed very angry," Ryan shrugged and said.

"Huh?!" Everyone present was stunned.

Fionado and Leyana, who were in charge of recording, also stopped writing. They both raised their heads, their eyes widened, and looked at Ryan with a dumbfounded expression.

After a few seconds, Admiral Howie came to his senses the fastest and exclaimed loudly:

"Hahaha! Good!"

"Sir Ryan is indeed worthy of being an Imperial Adamantine Sword Holder!"

"Huh? Admiral Howie, you must be mistaken, I am still a Diamond-level Sword Holder, and Adamantine Sword Holders are only available at the headquarters." Now it was Ryan's turn to be confused.

"Haha, by the way, I almost forgot that Sir Ryan may not have received this news yet." Admiral Howie smiled and turned to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Sir Ryan, one of them is the official letter that the Munster branch just transferred today, and the other is the attachment, which is the promotion order from the Sword Bearer Headquarters to you." The middle-aged man named Fionado respectfully took out two official letters from the briefcase beside him and handed them to Ryan.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and immediately flipped through them after taking them.

The first one was the promotion letter: "Report within one month of promotion."

The second one was the official letter issued by Admiral Edward: "Return to Munster as soon as possible to prepare for work."

After quickly reading the two official letters, Ryan nodded.

He finally understood why both Admiral Howie and the two heads of the Sword Bearer departments were so respectful to him.

It turned out that his current organization has been assigned to the Imperial Sword Bearer Headquarters, and he is also the highest administrative level among all the Sword Bearers, the Platinum Level.

No wonder!

"Going to the Imperial Capital?"

"I am indeed going there."

"The second level of my Iron Heart Advanced Meditation Method is still at the school." Ryan thought to himself.

Originally, he had planned to go to the imperial capital Tamriel in the near future. Now it seems that it is just in time.

After reading the two official letters, Ryan continued to describe the situation of the battle.

A few minutes later, the capable young woman Leyana asked again:

"Lord Ryan, according to your description, the opponent's last attack used most of the energy of the projection on the attack. Although it was powerful, it was obviously a bit reckless."

"It's hard to imagine why that person did this."

"Did you say anything else, or did anything else?"

Because the other party's performance was very inconsistent with the records of Hela, the goddess of the underworld, in the ancient books.

In the various stories about Hela recorded in the ancient books, the other party's performance was relatively rational, arrogant and wise.

But in Ryan's description, it was completely inconsistent with this.

"This." Ryan was really a little embarrassed to speak this time.

Seeing Ryan's expression, everyone became more curious.

Could it be that the Lord Ryan in front of them did something unusual again?

"Hey, Lord Ryan, if it involves your privacy and is inconvenient to disclose, then there is no need to say it." Admiral Howie coughed and took the initiative to give way.

Although he was also very curious, Ryan's current identity is the Imperial Gold-level Sword Bearer. Even as the head of the branch, he must maintain due respect for him.

"Not really, it's just that what I said at that time was a little arrogant. By the way. Since you two are responsible for recording, remember to help me make a note that what I said at that time was to provoke the other party."

"Of course, Lord Ryan." Leyana and Fionado nodded in agreement.

"Well, at that time, the other party recruited me again and asked me to surrender, but I said, 'Perhaps, if you surrender to me, I will consider it!'"

When Ryan said the second half of the sentence, his face unconsciously blushed slightly.

He himself felt a little embarrassed to say it out loud.

But Ryan still underestimated the power of his words!

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop!

This time, including Admiral Howie, who had seen a lot, looked at Ryan as if they saw a cow flying in the sky, and they were dumbfounded.

And Luther was roaring in his heart: "Oh my! Sir Ryan, you are too

arrogant!

This is a statement against heaven!

Luther searched for a long time in his heart, but couldn't find the right words to describe Ryan who said this.

"Well, remember to make a note, I said this to irritate the other party." Ryan looked at the expressions of everyone and realized how shocking his words were. He couldn't help but take the initiative to remind them.

"Oh, all right, Sir Ryan." The two people in charge of recording nodded repeatedly, and wrote hurriedly on the notebook in a slightly flustered manner.

"Uh, Sir Ryan, the last question, what do you think of the overall strength of that person's projection?" Fionado asked the last question.

"It's hard to say. Judging from the upper limit of the energy that the opponent can control, it should not be epic, but the opponent's sorcery and extraordinary combat skills have exceeded the limit that a crystal wizard or a title knight can reach."

Ryan recalled the battle at that time and answered seriously.

"Excuse me, Lord Ryan, how did you defeat the opponent?" Fionado said with a puzzled look on his face.

Because although Ryan is strong, he is not an epic-level strongman after all.

If according to what Ryan said, the opponent is so strong, it means that except for the epic-level strongman such as the Imperial Guardian, no one else can defeat the opponent, including Ryan.

"Maybe my physique is special, with thick skin and good physical strength, which makes the projection consume too much energy." Ryan was slightly stunned and said.

It involves the system and adding points to restore physical strength, so Ryan can only pass it over.

"Well, I can prove this point. Your Excellency Ryan has a special physique, which is reflected in the battle with the ancestor dragon Coraxius." Luther on the side echoed.

"Then there is no problem. Thank you very much for your truthful information, Lord Ryan. We will report this statement immediately." Fionado bowed slightly and said.

"By the way, Lord Ryan, your badge and official letter." At this time, Luther thought of something and took out a transparent round badge and a letter from his arms and handed them to Ryan.

"The Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Group is still in Marne City. Do you want to meet them?" Luther added.

"No, Lord Luther, just tell Fandral. I plan to return to Munster immediately." Ryan shook his head and said.

His badge is still the diamond-level sword bearer badge. As for the adamantine-level badge, it can only be replaced at the Sword Bearer Headquarters.

"Lord Ryan, are you going to return to Munster Province immediately?" Hearing Ryan's plan, Admiral Howe and Luther looked at each other and immediately understood why Ryan did this.

"Okay, Lord Ryan, do you need to replenish anything here?" Admiral Howe asked proactively.

"If there are any rare metals here at the Marne branch, I plan to replenish them." Ryan thought for a moment and said.

"Of course, it's a piece of cake. Leyana, please record the things that Mr. Ryan needs to exchange and help to quickly process them." Admiral Howie agreed immediately.

"Okay, sir."

An hour later.

After replenishing nearly 100 kilograms of various rare metals, such as hardened adamantium and magicized thorium, Ryan almost replenished all the rare metals consumed in the previous battle, and even had a lot more than before.

It's not that Ryan is greedy, but no matter the size of the weapons and armor when he transforms into a dragon man, as well as the release of metal witchcraft, more metal reserves are needed.

Fortunately, the Blood Feather Hippogryph is known for its amazing strength, and speed is not its strong point. It doesn't matter if it is a little slower, as long as it can fly.

After saying goodbye to Luther and others, Ryan and Anna rode the Hippogryph and flew towards the southern sky again.

In the sky of Beverly Pass.

Hundreds of wind rocs are circling, and a particularly large golden-winged wind roc is located in the center of this group of wind rocs. It is the mutant wind roc leader Merrick nicknamed "Heartbreaker".

Originally, after receiving the mission order from his queen, Merrick planned to follow the guidance of the divine power crystal and take the initiative to find the target person Ryan.

But just as he was about to set off, Merrick was surprised to find that the other party was actually moving quickly towards the location of Beverly Pass.

In other words, it didn't need to take the initiative to attack, and the other party was already on the way to falling into the trap.

However, Merrick would naturally not take the task assigned by the queen lightly, so he mobilized thousands of wind rocs under his command to gather together.

No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as he is not an epic-level warrior, it has absolute confidence.

After all, thousands of tribesmen, with one wind blade each, can kill this Ryan!

(End of this chapter)

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