"She finally decided to let me guard the wasteland?" Hathaway shook her arm as she put the spear on the ground. She looked at the middle-aged man: "Did Dragon Mother find a target for me to go to the Kingdom of God?"
"She has found a suitable target since she let you guard the wasteland."
"Oh." Hathaway smiled softly and said, "In the heart of our Grandmother Dragon Mother, everything is for the sake of the overall situation!"
"She wouldn't have let you live until now if she didn't." The pale-faced middle-aged man was very direct. "It's not that easy to guard the Wasteland. You've seen it the last time you went there. In the depths of the Red Wasteland, terrifying monsters can jump out at any time and attack the stronghold. You have to fight and defend that place. Survival there depends entirely on luck. No matter how strong you are, it's meaningless."
Hathaway didn't care and said, "Since it depends on luck, then there's nothing to worry about. It's useless to worry anyway."
The middle-aged man was speechless.
"I have told Dragon Mother about the corpses. It is absolutely the little devil from the outer wall." Hathaway turned the topic back to the middle-aged man: "I sent Eleanor to the outer wall and she became an undead. I don't believe that she was bitten by other undead. The number of pioneer level undead is small and she has been missing for so long. I think it is likely that she spread the virus."
"It is obvious. I don't know why Dragon Mother doesn't believe it. Didn't the military send two military gods to the outer wall? They have been missing for so long. Isn't it enough to explain the problem? This virus is clearly the work of the outer wall. It's the fault of the inner wall. We have no time to take care of them. Hmph! This must be the idea of that stinky brat. He's very black and will do anything. "
"However, my sister actually agreed to it. I've really underestimated her."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "It is not certain whether that person is your sister or not. As for the virus, Dragon Mother should have her own considerations. The inner wall is in chaos. Although the Monastery, the military and the devil families have tried to encircle the undead but no one knows who is behind the virus. Aristotle has gone to the Kingdom of God. It is a sensitive period. Even if Dragon Mother has evidence that the virus came from the outer wall she won't easily take it out. "
Hathaway showed a contemptuous smile: "Because of this, we humans are still living in the giant wall after hundreds of years. We can't go out of the wall!"
"Such a wall exists in everyone's heart." The middle-aged man sighed: "People inside the wall are eager to go out and people outside the wall are eager to come in. They build a wall in their heart to protect themselves but at the same time imprison themselves. But they can't blame anyone. The outside world is too dangerous. If we leave the giant wall then we won't even have a home."
Hathaway's eyes flashed: "If I become an abyss walker then I can go to the world outside the giant wall. There is no place that can stop me!"
The middle-aged man looked at her and shook his head: "This is too far away. We don't have the formula of the abyss in the giant wall. If you want to become an abyss walker then it is almost impossible unless your bloodline has awakened to the seventh degree."
Hathaway disagreed: "Seven degree is seven degree. Sooner or later I will reach it."
The middle-aged man smiled but didn't refute her. He knew that even if Aisha had awakened once since birth, she may not be able to complete the seventh awakening in her lifetime. One must know that the ancestor of the Dragon clan who had awakened the sixth awakening was even more enchanting. Not only had he awakened when he was ten years old, but he had already awakened the third time. But for the rest of his life, he could barely reach the sixth awakening. He couldn't go any further!
"This time, it's a good opportunity to encircle the Pioneer Level Walking Dead." Hathaway said thoughtfully: "They don't care about the outer wall. But they don't know that there is a sinister little devil there. I will never let him succeed. He wants to take advantage of the chaos in the inner wall to get a chance to breathe! Humph! He underestimates me too much!"
The middle-aged man frowned: "Miss, what are you going to do?"
"To encircle the undead!"
"But …"
"They didn't say where they are going to encircle the undead. Besides, if the undead runs to the outer wall then we have to do our duty and chase after it so that it doesn't harm the innocent civilians of the outer wall."
"…"
In the depths of the Dragon clan's main peak, there was a cave similar to a natural karst cave. The walls were red and filled with heat waves. The temperature in the air was extremely high. The inner side of the rock wall was like a living creature's skin. It was densely covered with red veins. Bright red liquid like magma flowed slowly into the ground and converged into the huge rock pool in the center of the cave.
In the monotonous rock pool, there was a snow-white color. It was a beautiful woman with creamy skin. She wore a bright golden laurel crown, looking graceful and graceful. She quietly closed her eyes and sank into the rock pool. White mist curled around her, covering her face and making it faintly discernible.
At this time, an old woman came from the dark tunnel outside the cave with a lantern. She stopped outside the rock pool. Her withered white hair curled in the heat wave. Sweat oozed from her forehead and evaporated immediately. She respectfully said: "Miss, there is a reply. The person in the outer wall is indeed Miss Aisha. But her state seems to be a bit wrong. It is suspected that she has been infected with a virus and has become an undead."
The beautiful woman in the rock pool opened her eyes slightly, revealing a pair of eyes that were as tranquil and deep as a lake. She slowly said, "Did he go to see it himself?"
"Yes." The old woman lowered her head: "Kyrigin also said that Miss Aisha seems to be under someone's control. She listens to a youth. But the youth is very polite and respectful to Miss Aisha."
The beautiful woman's eyes were as calm as the lake: "Let Kyrigin kill him and bring Aisha back."
The old woman's face turned strange: "Miss, Kyrigin also said that he can't assassinate the youth if you want him to. He said that his strength is low and he may not be able to kill the youth. Instead, he will behead the youth before Miss Aisha can react."
The beautiful woman frowned: "He is ranked third on the assassin list. Can't he kill a youth?"
The old woman smiled: "I also asked him. He said that the youth's strength is close to the top ten military gods. Moreover he is very cautious. Apart from Miss Aisha, even his most trusted subordinates can't take the initiative to get close to him."
"Oh?" There was a trace of fluctuation in the beautiful woman's eyes: "What is the origin of this youth?"
Even the youngest of the ten military gods were in their early twenties. Unless it was a genius like Aisha who had a great background and resources, no one could reach the pinnacle of the outer wilderness in their youth.
"I heard from Miss Hailey that this youth is the poor boy from the outer wall who caused Miss Aisha to lose her saintess position. He was born in the dust. He is the lowest class of people even in the outer wall." The old woman felt a bit strange: "He became a limitless individual after he joined the Dragon clan's Dragon Guards. I didn't expect him to become a pioneer in such a short time. Moreover he is close to the level of the top ten military gods. I'm afraid that there are a lot of secrets hidden in his body. There must be someone behind him."
The beautiful woman's brows drooped. After a while, she said, "Investigate his identity."
"Yes, Miss."
The old woman agreed. Seeing that she didn't say anything else, she cautiously said, "Miss, since Careijin can't do it, should we send the person ranked first on the killer list?"
The woman closed her eyes and moved her lips, but her voice was very calm. "There is no need. Even the number one assassin on the list can barely assassinate the War God. He is an executioner trained by the Winged Race. He will not work for us."
The old woman said: "It seems that we have to send a real master."
"We will discuss this matter later." The beautiful woman didn't want to say more.
The old woman realized that the beautiful woman didn't have the intention to kill for the time being. It seemed that the beautiful woman intended to investigate the youth's background first. The old woman immediately retreated and prepared to leave this hot place as soon as possible.
Outer wall, St. Mark's Square. A big and a small figure were flashing in the square. They collided with each other from time to time. Their hands were holding two wooden swords.
Dean was holding two wooden swords in his hands. He fiercely hacked the slender figure. The girl was Aurora.
After a month of training, Riley had taught her a lot of swordsmanship. After the injection of God's Blessing, her physique was already at the level of primary hunter. This was not because Dean was saving resources. If he wanted to, he could even train her to the level of limitless within this month. But too high a physique was not a good thing, especially for the initial fighting training. Just the basic skills needed repeated practice.
The real training of basic skills, in addition to correcting the posture of the body, was more important to train the willpower.
The stronger the body, the more difficult it was to train the willpower.
Training hard when one's physique was weak would instead temper one's willpower, making it as tenacious as steel!
In addition, there was another reason. If there was no Parasitic Soul Worm, relying on God's Blessing alone could only improve the body to the level of hunter.
"Clang!"
The wooden sword in Aurora's hand was knocked away. Her wrist that was holding the sword was red.
Aurora's face turned ugly as she saw the wooden sword fly away. She bit her lower lip and went forward to pick up the wooden sword. She used her red and swollen hand to grasp the sword. She turned to look at Dean.
Dean put away the two swords and took the towel from Neuss. He wiped his sweat: "Let Riley accompany you to practice more. I'll tell him that you don't need to be merciful."
Aurora slightly bit her teeth as she clenched the wooden sword in her hand. She lowered her head and didn't speak.
Dean looked at her but didn't comfort her. He just shook his head and went back to the Temple. Today he was interested in testing Aurora's level. The result surprised him. Although he was disappointed in the end, but he was very surprised in his heart. In just a month of training, Aurora's combat ability was comparable to the majority of hunters. This was an incredible thing!
It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a combat genius!
Such an astonishing rate of improvement made him feel a little ashamed. Thinking about all these years, even though his physique had improved by leaps and bounds, his combat ability hadn't improved that quickly. Apart from his archery skills, his close combat skills seemed a little weak.
In fact, he knew that this was something he couldn't do anything about. At first he practiced archery hard and had amazing progress. But later he was imprisoned in prison. There was no environment to practice archery, so he gradually neglected it. After he was released from prison, he could only rely on his strong physique to slowly restore his archery skills to the original level. But the level was not high. It was just at the hunter level.
Later he got the Dragon Clan's Dragon Thorn chapter. Most of the records were various kinds of spear skills. He practiced for a period of time and had a small progress in spear skills. He also realized his own way of spear skills. As a result, his physique had skyrocketed and he had mastered the Splitter's complete body. His whole body had turned into a sharp blade. His fighting style was biased towards the sword type. So he had to practice with the sword to enhance his fighting ability.
He had changed his fighting style several times but his fighting style had become weaker. At least it couldn't be compared with other pioneers. At the time when he was helping the male corpse in the inner wall area, a winged pioneer whose physique was obviously weaker than him had struggled several times and almost let him escape. He felt that his archery skills should be one of the best in the entire inner wall area if he could change his fighting style.
If he could keep practicing his spear skills, it was estimated that his spear skills could be upgraded to the pioneer level. At least it would be comparable to the Wing Family's spear skills.
"My short life can't afford too many delays and detours..." Dean sighed in his heart. Now he had decided to practice his swordsmanship to the end. He must improve his swordsmanship to the level of other pioneers.
Fortunately, he had been practicing carving with his right hand for years. He had a deeper understanding of the flexibility of the body and the clever use of strength. He felt that this kind of understanding of strength was the foundation of fighting. No matter what weapon it was, it was only the appearance. But the technique could be applied to all moves as long as he mastered the way of using different weapons.
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