Wonderful Trip To Another World

After everyone knew about the snow mourning, they increased the progress of the training, because they had already foreseen that the war was imminent again, even if it was to grind the gun, there was always something to be done.

Since Frostmourne is now injured and its strength has not yet recovered, it can be judged that the combat power of the Demon King's Army has not reached the maximum, then in such a situation, a direct full-scale attack may be an excellent strategy.

The highest combat power of one's own side is not a lot. If they fight directly with the Demon King's army, they may have a greater chance of winning. This is the unanimous idea of ​​all the high-levels.

The mission of Al and the Vatican has also been completed, and now they can put their combat power on the battlefield, so on this day, Commander Jagil brought everyone to the barracks, even Belem was pulled by Al. Come here, enter and decide to help, so it's better to get to know the highest combat power.

There are also some extremely powerful presences in the army, even in this extremely remote northwestern theater, there are also strong presences, and the barracks occupy the majority.

Jagil called all the highest combat power Qi, there are a total of seventeen strong men, they are all strong men who have experienced many battles, there are warriors, magisters, and some other professions.

Gathering here is not only the highest combat power of Sadomali, but also the two arbitrators of the Holy See, "Eye of Thunder" and "Storm", and the general-level figure in the imperial army. He is also a strength. Extremely strong fighters, besides them, there is another Belen who is not affiliated with any forces.

The eyes of the seventeen strong men fell on Belem, and they could recognize at a glance that the latter was the mysterious strong man who had recently passed on to the public. After all, the combination of the white hair and the youthful appearance was too conspicuous. Up.

"Why do I have to meet them?"

Belen felt the eyes of those people, a little helpless, he looked at the girl beside him, after all, he was pulled over by the latter, otherwise he would not come.

Hearing what he said, Al also looked at him and said calmly: "Zera is looking for you outside, do you want to eat with her?"

The girl's voice had a feeling of iciness to the bones, and Belen couldn't help but shiver, and then shook his head again and again, always feeling that Al who talked like this was terrible.

Al glanced at his childhood sweetheart, then turned his head and curled his lips. The guy Zela had actually come true. If he hadn't taken Belen away by himself in the past two days, this idiot would definitely not refuse Zela's invitation.

At this time, a thin-looking man among the seventeen people took a step forward, then looked at Belen and said, "This is the adult who saved Tantis and recently severely inflicted Frostmourne. ?"

Belen also looked at each other, and saw that this man's dressing should be an archer, and for the latter, he also slightly nodded.

"I want to know how strong that Ice Sorrow is." The thin man said like this, his somewhat lazy and tired eyes didn't open much, but they flickered slightly.

Belen thought about it for a while, and then said: "It's very strong, and one regiment is not enough for it to fight."

That was one of the three major plagues of the last era, Snow Sorrow, possessing the power of an elf comparable to the elements. Although the strength has not been restored and the injury has not been healed, it is not something ordinary people can contend.

Hearing that, the thin man asked again: "So, how did you hurt such a strong creature?"

Belen looked at the thin man and said calmly, "With a sword."

"Using a sword?" The thin man narrowed his eyes, and then showed a smile. He said: "I have long heard that you are a "swordsman". Since you have fought with Frost and Snow, then, in order to understand Bingxue I want to ask you about the strength of the grief. "

It seemed like I wanted to talk to Belém.

"Are you trying to find fault? If so, I will be your opponent." Al suddenly stood in front of Belen, and she looked at the thin man coldly.

Seeing the Vatican military referees stepping forward, the thin man also smiled. He said, "No, no, no, I really want to compete with this "swordsman", but now the war is about to start again, and I'm even more What I want to know is the strength of Snowmourne, after all, we are the highest combat power here. "

"It's okay." Belen pulled Al back. He looked at the thin man, and then said: "I also think you should understand the power of that creature."

Upon seeing this, Jagil said: "Then, go to an open place."

"No need." Belen shook his head.

Jagil was startled when he heard the words, and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"He can't walk me for three rounds." Belen said like this, and then walked up, the snow lion appeared in his hand, and his strength began to rise.

"It's arrogant."

The thin man also squinted his eyes after hearing this sentence, and he also responded very uncomfortably, saying what everyone thought.

However, a few people are very clear in their hearts that this white-haired man absolutely has arrogant capital, and what he just said is not necessarily arrogant, but a statement of facts.

"Then I'm not welcome."

The thin man was full of magical power, and seemed to have spurred some kind of magic. He had known that the man in front of him was very strong. He can't even fight against a demon warlord.

But even if he was not the opponent of the white-haired man in front of him, he would never be able to go through three rounds. His pride would never allow such a thing to happen.

His magic power is fluctuating back. Anyone launching an attack on him, whether it is magic or physical attack, can use magic to know in advance. He is confident that he will predict the route when the white-haired man draws his sword. This is him. His self-confidence, but just after he started, his self-confidence collapsed.

Because when he wanted to make a tentative attack with fighting skills, the moment he approached Belem, he felt an extremely strong sense of threat, and subconsciously dodged, but he lifted his sword. The white-haired man stood motionless.

"Don't do this kind of meaningless temptation. When facing someone who knows to be stronger than you, you should go all out from the beginning."

Belen’s voice reached the thin man’s ears, and in the latter’s sight, the white figure had disappeared for some time. The next moment, he felt a sharp vigor in his neck. .

"If you can't take my sword, you can't take the magic of Ice Sorrow."