Elemental life is often a collection of unconscious basic elements. They seem to be the same as ordinary life, but in fact they are very different. Low-level elemental creatures have neither emotion nor consciousness, while top-level elemental creatures are the same. Ordinary life is generally the same, not only has feelings and wisdom, but even human shape and fertility.
However, due to the fundamental difference in the physical structure, their death is only the dissipation of the basic elements. These elements can often return to the elemental plane for reunion by themselves. Therefore, it is difficult for them to be killed on the non-elemental plane. Without the power of the elements that they can use at will, they can't show the strongest strength.
It is the instinctual talent of elemental life, and it is also to make up for this defect. High-level elemental creatures are often very good at transforming the environment, such as the maelstrom in the deep sea, the tower of storms in the sky, the lava purgatory in the volcano, and the deep rock labyrinth underground. It's their favorite environment, and they can turn it into an artificial world without knowing it, allowing them to exert the power of a similar home game here.
At this time, this underground labyrinth is no longer a simple artificial world. Due to the successful link of the earth element plane bridge, he has gradually become a part of the earth element plane. Those small earth elements that suddenly awakened consciousness are the most obvious. The proof that this place has been gradually transformed into the home field of earth elements.
"Never fight with undead creatures on the plane of death, let alone fight with demons on the lower plane, and never fight with elemental creatures on the element plane, they will become ten times more difficult!"
But I have a different opinion.
"Home? Stupid clod, this was never your home! Is it? Holy Sword Roland."
Under my soft words, the silver holy sword shone with more dazzling brilliance, and I could feel that at this moment, it, like me, was angry at these scum that did not come in person.
"You uninvited guests, you really think this is your dirty world full of dust. Dust to dust, dust to dust, go back to where you go!"
The brilliance of the holy sword has reached the fixed point, the dark cave has been illuminated, and with my loud shout, the silver long sword slammed into the ground, and the silver king's is answering my call. , towards the entity.
The holy sword Roland is a sword of royal power that has carried countless years. At the earliest, he was the saber of the first generation of the King of Lan. His carrying history is no longer testable, but in this troubled country, countless Holding the holy sword, the king of the dynasty overcame all obstacles and led his knights to fight for a living space for his clan.
The sword of kings, the sword of guardianship, the sword of inheritance, with the dedication and sacrifice of the ancestors and knights under his command, as this holy sword carries more and more invisible things, it is heavier and heavier, this sword is nothing but hard. The long sword also has many new names.
The soul is power. It has evolved from an ordinary weapon to a guardian holy sword. He condenses the understanding of the kings of Lan for the king of all dynasties - the king is the person who protects, protects the clan, protects the country, protects the homeland, and protects the family.
The unyielding Lan people created this holy sword of Lan that will never be broken, and in my hands, I have accumulated enough of it to finally begin the next stage of sharp changes.
I once thought about what kind of nature it would have when it was converted into an artifact, but in fact, it didn't need to be considered from the beginning, his power was only that one from the beginning - guardian.
"The king is the guardian, we were born here, never left, and will be buried here. Even if we turn into dead bones and ghosts, we still guard here. Is that right? My ancestors who can't eat the ancients."
"It's really useless and unworthy of the unworthy descendants to ask the old man to go out."
The illusory figure turned into the substance in the silver brilliance, the returning king went from the virtual spirit to the substance, and the ancient king who complained about the incompetence of his descendants responded without hesitation to the call from the bloodline, mounted the bull and raised it. War spear, ready to charge for battle.
Atwood St. Lan, titled Eagle of Grasso, AD234-AD298, coincides with the prime years, has a peaceful life, was regarded as a mediocre earlier, and was called the old confused king when he was in his fifties, he also smiled and never Annoyed, but at the age of sixty-four, it coincided with the invasion of the northern barbarians, and he had a decisive battle with Grasso on the plain. In the seventeenth bloody battle, he killed more than a hundred enemy chiefs.
"I wish I was born 30 years earlier, the old general will not die, but the silver hair is born early, the body is tired and the body is weak, and the enemy chiefs are still there, thousands of horses are attacked, and our clan is in darkness. Just die!"
The ancient king Atwood was driving a heavily dressed bull, and behind him, several phantom veterans carried a coffin, and the word "death" on the coffin was striking.
That year, the old foolish king who was not favored by others also went into battle like this. Faced with dissuading his relatives, he directly carried out his coffin, but in the end, the eagle who had not chirped for ten years, used this mouth The coffin is filled with the heads of enemy chiefs, earning the reputation of the Eagle of Grasso.
He narrowed his eyes, as if he was waiting for something, but in the next instant, he suddenly raised the pitch-black spear and threw it violently.
"Boom!"
At that moment, the huge earth element lord stretched out his head, and his round gem eyes were full of fierce killing intent, and before he could do anything, a pitch-black spear silently inserted the gem. in the eyes.
"boom!"
The Unpredictable Prophet's blow was impossible to defend at all. After the sharp spear was inserted, Umdiroken realized that he had been attacked, and then, the sudden explosion of the spear turned the jewel eye into pieces. With just one blow, the mighty Urm Diloken was blinded!
"Ahhh! Pain! Damn little bug! Who, who just hurt the great Urmdy Rocken!"
"Oops. Big man, this is not a place for you bastards to build their nests, take another shot of the old man!".
The squinting old general finally opened his tiger eyes, and his killing intent overflowed, following the old general's charge.
The gigantic bull was originally a rare alien. The dragon skin was thick and armored, and the tonnage was astonishing. It was only four meters high. It ran like a dragon without wings, and its might was frightening.
At this moment, its sharp impact angle has stepped on the top line of the maze, and the shock it brings is a seismic wave, and with the momentum brought by the mount, the old knight is ready to charge without hesitation, and the long dragon spear So directly through the eyeball wound.
The pitch-black dragon horn shot directly into the depths of the head, and the unprecedented splitting headache made Erm panic.
"Ah!"
The screams of the God of Earth Elements reverberated throughout the battlefield, and the main area began to shake violently, and all beings panicked at the wrath of the earth.
The narrow terrain of the labyrinth limits his agile stature, and his proud super defense is not worth mentioning in front of the ancient king. In the past thousand years, he has not been so aggrieved.
The older the existence, the more cherished his life, and after finding that the terrain was not suitable for him to unfold, Erm had no dignity of the god of elements, and turned his head and fled far away.
"Hey, what a fierce old man."
Adam blew his whistle. He really didn't expect the veteran to be so strong. He didn't have the chance to play at all.
"Hmph, glib junior."
After leaving this sentence, the Eagle of Grasso turned into a phantom again. He has completed the call of Roland's holy sword and returned to his dormant place.
At this time, I was half-kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, just summoning this ancient king to make a blow, which consumed a lot of my current me.
"Hey, hey, won't it be over so soon? The way your big rock looked at us at the end, he will come again."
"Nonsense, I'm afraid he won't come."
Adam was stunned for a moment, but when it came to fighting, his intelligence was still not low, and he realized it immediately.
"You mean he's going to bypass us and go after Margaret?"
"If I were him, I would definitely do it. Does it make sense to waste time with the warriors who stayed in the back of the palace? It must be going to the gate of the elements. After cleaning up there, the rear is safe, and then go back to the urn and catch the turtle. I think The IQ of that stone head should be better than yours."
Hearing this, a rare worry flashed on Adam's face. The monk had the reputation of being a mage killer. Even Margaret could not resist this monster's violent attack.
The earth element is thick and fleshy, with amazing vitality, and the injured beasts are crazy and dangerous, and now Ermudilken is far more dangerous than before.
"Then what to do, I can perceive his power, but I don't have the control ability like Green's. If I want to open a wall to chase, 90% of the time it will collapse. By the way, I heard it, you scold I'm not as good as a stone head."
"Cut, it's sharp at this time. Don't worry, I have a way, it's enough for you to point the way. Grena, it's up to you to open the wall."
"Didn't Grena follow Margaret? Did you finally get dementia..."
"It's Green, not Grena!"
The hurtful words stopped halfway through. How could the familiar voice be mistaken, but from the place where the voice came out, I saw that it was a silver armor that wandered between reality and reality.
"...Even this awkwardness is completely faked. Well, Grena, let's dig the wall."
"It's not Grena, it's Green."
"Knowing that your name is Green, Grena should act quickly."
"Not Grena!"
"Okay, Grena."
"Grina!"
"Well, Green... Damn, I was actually caught in it. It's not natural, but natural black."
Adam on one side was already dumbfounded, but at this time, Grena, who was satisfied, ran to start her own work on opening the wall. I also explained it to Adam on the way.
[Artifact: Roland Holy Sword]
[Type: Two-handed sword, attack power: 100-100, never worn, limited to use by descendants of Arashi.]
[Unique feature: The eternal guardian of the king, the ancient heroic souls never have to leave this land. When you set foot in the northern land, as their successors and descendants, you can call them to fight for you.]
[There are two types of summons, the first is to summon a past king to give you a full blow, and the second is to summon the virtual heroic spirit of the living, but no matter what kind of summons, the summoned is limited to members of the royal family of Arashi.]
"In the past two thousand years, the gods have changed a lot. The newly born country of Lan has become an ancient country. There are countless epic battles. There are many powerful kings in the past. It's not too bad to randomly summon one, that is. The ten-minute cooldown and the three-time-a-day limit are too annoying, and I hope they can be removed in further evolution. Another kind of summoning, if the royal family is prosperous, it is estimated to be very powerful, but now there are too few options, and the strength is also common. No, but this time it is just in use."
The difference between Green in front of him and the real one seems to be that the speed of planting the bomb is fast and accurate, and our speed is not slow. In Adam's perception, we are almost in front of Erm.
We stopped in an empty cave, spacious enough for a decisive battle.
I nodded, and Grena's virtual hero dissipated immediately and returned to the holy sword.
"And I also found a way to summon the most cheating."
In my feigned and mysterious laugh, this illegal summoning method definitely exceeded the maximum expected function of the artifact.
"Watch it, don't blink... Fight for me, Gemini, wake up, Roland, Cavens!"