When Abel came out of the portal, he realized nothing was wrong with the protection circle of the valley. The only thing that was different was the stone giant. After half a day of recovery, it had returned to its original height of 10 meters.
Abel put away the protection circle of the valley. Black Wind and Flying Flame were playing on the side. Bai Yun also noticed Abel's appearance in the sky, and the soul chain immediately told Abel that everything was normal.
Looking at his slender hands, Abel suddenly remembered that he had always been in the form of an elf. Now that he was no longer an elf, he could return to his human body. He was not satisfied with his elf body. The muscles that he had trained since he was young were gone, and his strong body was like a bean sprout.
Abel took off his full set of armor. This set of armor was made according to his elf body. If he returned to his human body, he would not be able to use it. He subconsciously looked around. He was in the wild, and Bai Yun was scouting in the sky. There shouldn't be any elves or humans around.
Abel took off all his clothes and put them in his portal bracelet. If he didn't take them off, they would all explode when he returned to his human body.
Abel returned to his natural body and pressed his hand on the transformation necklace in front of his chest. He began to chant a healing spell in his heart. A green light surrounded him, and he began to feel pain. He didn't feel this kind of pain when he transformed for a short period of time. This time, it seemed like he had transformed for too long, and his body had begun to recognize his elf body.
Slowly, the pain disappeared, and the green light surrounding Abel began to fade. Two meters tall, strong muscles, and a streamlined body that had been trained for a long time. All of these showed the strength of this body.
Abel felt a sense of returning to his human body. It was like his body had been liberated from a long period of oppression. Although his strength, constitution, and dexterity did not change, he still felt a slight difference. It was a difference in spirit.
Ever since he had become an adept, he had given up on knight training. Even his knight rank was only able to rise because of his strong foundation and the golden combat qi that he had accidentally obtained.
At that moment, he felt like every muscle in his body was craving for a good exercise. He took out a light long sword from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. It was a parting gift from his father, the Knight of Bennett. Although there were countless magic weapons to choose from, for some reason, he couldn't help but take out this light long sword.
His left hand took out a shield from the Kong Kong spirit portal bag. This was the shield he used to train in Harry Castle. It was an ordinary iron shield. Other than the unicorn symbol on the surface, there was nothing special about it that attracted people's attention.
With the light long sword in his right hand and the shield in his left, Abel took a step forward and slashed down with the light long sword in his right hand. It was like he was back in the castle again. Under the stern gaze of his father, he kept slashing down. The light long sword cut through the air and made a sharp sound.
Front stab, downward slash, horizontal sweep, side lift, light stroke, horizontal block, etc. A series of sword strikes with his right hand, plus the shield strike with his left hand. His movements were perfect, but there was a slight difference compared to his previous practice.
He felt like the light long sword in his hand had its own emotions. When he stabbed forward, it was sharp. When he slashed down, it was furious. When he swept, it was bold. When he slashed, it was light. When he blocked, it was focused. Not only the light long sword in his left hand, even the shield in his right hand seemed to have its own emotions. It was sometimes loud, sometimes low, sometimes calm, and sometimes fierce. It was like something was about to sprout.
Abel didn't even think. He scanned the snake's self-healing belt with his power of the will. A bottle of 'soul potion' turned into an empty bottle. His main soul was showered with purple soul rain. He instantly entered a state of overclocking his brain.
The light long sword was getting faster and faster. He didn't use any special Knight's secret techniques. They were all basic sword techniques, and the shield was the same. Abel had forgotten everything around him. It was like he was the only person in the world. A trace of golden combat qi appeared unconsciously and flew forward with the light long sword.
A rock in front of him was struck by the downward slash of the light longsword. The golden Dou Qi danced like a long whip and instantly split the rock in half. Then he used a horizontal sweep. A huge golden Dou Qi appeared horizontally in front of his light longsword and swept away all the rocks in front of him.
Black Wind and Flying Flame, who were playing on the side, were shocked. Flying Flame was fine, but Black Wind was a little scared. However, as Abel continued to attack, the golden combat qi became thinner and sharper. Black Wind's golden combat qi became thinner and sharper.
When the golden combat qi turned into a thin dark golden strand, even Flying Flame felt threatened. At the very least, this dark golden strand was enough to hurt it.
Flying Flame and Black Wind quickly ran away from Abel. They didn't dare to play anymore. Instead, they carefully looked at their master. Although they didn't know what their master was doing, they knew he couldn't be disturbed.
Abel was in a very strange state. The 'soul potion' had made his brain go into overdrive, but when he used the sword and shield of the Knight, he was in a state of chaos. However, he understood one thing. He had never been so close to a Head Knight before.
Yes, a Head Knight. The figure of Head Knight Hoover flashed in Abel's mind. The powerful Head Knight Hoover could even face elite wizards with a smile. He had the power to fight elite wizards.
What was the power of faith? Although he had the overclocking of the 'soul potion,' he still couldn't get an answer out of thin air. He could only imagine the most suitable power in his body to combine with the knight's power. What kind of power would be the most suitable?
The power of fire? As a wizard, Abel had mastered fire spells, but he didn't know why, but he had a strange feeling in his heart that directly denied this possibility. It was his intuition.
Was it the power of ice? Ice could be defended, defended, and controlled, but Abel already knew the answer without using his intuition. Knights needed the strongest attack and the strongest defense, but the attack power of ice was too low, and it was not what he was looking for.
The power of lightning was too unstable. If he didn't have the help of Hradik's cube, he would have to use the most powerful lightning spells. Normally, lightning spells would have the lowest attack power, so he couldn't combine it with the power of the Knight.
Abel checked all the powers one by one, including the power of the soul of the Druil. He either rejected it himself or his intuition.
A sense of helplessness emerged in his heart. He had never felt this way before. Even the soul potion, which had always been successful, couldn't help him with this problem.
Recalling everything that had happened since his soul had entered this world, scenes after scenes appeared in his mind. Knights might not be the strongest profession, but it was the profession that he had persevered with since he was young. Many times, he had relied on the ability of a knight to overcome dangers.
Just when Abel was feeling helpless, a grey shadow flashed in his soul. A familiar feeling emerged. It was the power of space. He had entered the Dark Continent countless times from the Holy Continent to the Holy Continent, and then from the Dark Continent to the Holy Continent. He could feel the existence of this power, but he couldn't control it.
This power was ignited by his strong consciousness. It was the power of space that was hidden in the deepest part of his soul. It was the power of space that was born from crossing the two worlds so many times.
Perhaps it was because his soul had also crossed over, but he found that he could command the grey shadow to leave his body. His soul merged with the golden Dou Qi, and then his body jumped off the ground, and the light sword in his hand slashed forward.
As the light long sword slashed out, a thin strand of dark golden combat qi flew out. There was a hint of grey in the dark golden combat qi.
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