Commonwealth Mountains, St. Honavitch University, second floor of the public dining hall.
Several people were sitting on the chairs at the dining table. Carl was holding the fiery red letter. He said nothing while Ron looked on pitifully.
"Karl, what's wrong?" Lilith couldn't help but ask. Weinerson also set his sights on Karl. After obtaining Ron's permission, he originally wanted to read the content of the letter directly, but considering that he didn't know him at all, The nobles and the middle class, so they gave it to Karl and waited for him to finish reading the explanation.
Carl read the letter and flipped it left and right. After making sure that nothing was missing, his handsome face showed a trace of solemnity, "Ron, the only way to protect your father is to graduate as a genius within one year." With the title of student, graduate from Honavitch University, so that you will automatically obtain the position of bishop of the church, so that you can help your father regain sovereignty."
"According to the talents of the previous tests, if you master every test in the next year and successfully hunt the exchange-level extraordinary creatures at the end of the year, you can get it."
"I can't exchange super extraordinary creatures. I really can't do it... Wuwu..." Ron seemed to see his father's tragic end in the future. He dragged his heavy body, Looking longingly at the fiery red letter in Karl's hand, he felt his stomach twist into a ball when he thought of this.
"In one year, no matter how fast I am, I will only be able to reach Sequence 2 at most. I will not be able to hunt extraordinary creatures of that level."
Lilith blinked, oh, and muttered:
"I heard at a literary salon before that the Hepburn family split and there was a once-in-a-century struggle between two heirs...Ron, could this be your father?"
"Two direct descendants vying for the throne?" Weinerson keenly captured a piece of information. It sounded like it was a battle between brothers?
"The Hepburn family is one of the five ancient families in the kingdom. It is headquartered in Hetton Mar. This family has many branch families scattered in other places. To enter the main family, you need to use the direct title as a symbol of your death, and then participate in the advancement one year later. However, in recent years, there seems to be a problem with the Hepburn branch of Faslanka. The original legitimate throne was taken away by an unknown clan member, and all the people related to the legitimate throne were bloodbathed..."
Ah, this...sounds very familiar. Isn't this the classic scene on the Internet where the family is ruined and the family is ruined?
Weinerson coughed, stood up, and patted Ron on the shoulder.
"Ron, Carl is right. As long as you can become a genius graduate, you can get the support of the church. When the time comes, beat back the bastard who snatched the throne. Remember, we are partners and we will help you. .”
"I'm sorry, Weinerson, Karl, Lilith..." Ron seemed to see color in his little eyes, and they became bright again.
"Thank you, I, I'll treat you to dinner."
"Okay, I can eat a cow today. Are you hungry?"
"Weinason, ladies can't eat too much at night, otherwise they will gain weight. That is not elegant enough."
"I can have a glass of red wine, a glass of Rust red wine." Karl looked at the half card exposed in Weinerson's waist pocket.
"Carl, why didn't I know you were an alcoholic before?"
Lilith cursed, her eyes following Karl's.
"No problem, today is all mine."
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Scandinavian white desert, ancient temple.
Flying centipede, that big centipede with two pairs of white wings? How could I not be able to deal with extraordinary creatures of this level in the spiritual world...
Viatu originally wanted to spit out this sentence, but as soon as she finished speaking, she swallowed the second half of the words back in her stomach.
She is considered an angel in any case. Although the form of the mythical creature is not complete, it should not be a big problem to deal with a lower-level flying centipede. These are things His Majesty knows, but His words still contain There is uncertainty, well, it’s better to be cautious.
"OK!"
The black shadow maintained his state, nodding with a hint of fanaticism and said:
"If you really can't deal with it, you'd better take the initiative to ask for help, otherwise I'll think you're still insisting. Another point is that in the extraordinary world, people with high status are not necessarily able to win with low status."
Isn’t it true that high status can win status? Is Your Majesty so unsure that I can't win against the Flying Centipede?
With a slightly unhappy mood, Viatu quickly walked into the stone chamber. The space inside was very large and there was no extra light. However, this situation was not a problem for angels. After all, angels' eyes are essentially Already separated from the naked eye, without the obstruction of other forces, the night is like day to them.
After looking around the stone room and looking for the target, I suddenly heard the faint buzzing sound of wind in my ears. I suddenly had the idea to enter the pigsty full of dirty mud, and a group of flies buzzed in my ears.
She listened carefully and judged in her mind that there were 6 hums in total.
It's not flies. It's winter now, and even in Florence, the sound of flies is rarely heard.
...Is it the flapping of wings, a flying centipede with six wings?
Viatu was keenly aware of the problem. She subconsciously looked back, and saw a huge strange face with melted bones rapidly enlarging from the pupils, dragging sections of rotten body behind it, with densely packed tentacle-like tentacles on both sides. The sound was like a living person being thrown into a roaring machine, and the bones and skin being torn apart by a huge external force.
At this moment, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. No matter how much she stressed or repeated in her mind, her whole body could not help but tighten up. This was completely different from the flying centipede she had known before, at least in terms of size.
This temple is so strange, all the creatures inside have changed,
Viatu quickly moved back and distanced herself, but her delicate cheeks were still slightly white. This was a woman's nature. She was afraid of bugs. Whether ordinary people or land angels, they were always not so friendly to bugs.
Six pairs of huge wings vibrated slowly, and the centipede's head had a human face, with a strange arc at the corner of its mouth.
At this time, Viatu spoke with a clear voice:
"Assemble."
As soon as Gu Hermes finished speaking, she jumped into the air, and a huge white mist gathered and condensed from behind. Then she pulled out a jet black revolver, and black flames erupted from the muzzle, but there was silence around her.
This is the Sealed Artifact 1-435 "Pitch Black Revolver" that she controls alone. The side effect is that once the revolver trigger is pulled, she will get a crazy headache.
But at this moment, this intense headache experience allowed Viatu to stay awake enough when facing this monster.
