The regent stared at Ifrit, his eyes full of anger. He held a black sword in both hands, and the threads on the sword exuded an ancient atmosphere.
The next second, Ifrit flashed in front of him, and gently pressed her right hand on the regent's chest. Lord Sakaz flew backwards, hit the wall hard, and even threw away the black sword in his hand.
"After liberating the power, is the gap so huge?"
"This is not as simple as liberating power," Ming Yuexin explained. "Liberating power only makes the power output more powerful. When the body is strong enough, every ounce of power that can be mastered will be used to the extreme. Often the race becomes more and more powerful. A powerful race will be more powerful after liberating its power. Generally speaking, a race can only improve a limited part and cannot even be liberated. However, Ifrit's current state is different. After she has been recognized and recognized, she has become a defender. .”
The regent who fell in the ruins struggled to support his body. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He still raised his right hand, and a ray of light emanated from his palm.
W's face was livid. It was obvious that Ifrit did not take her words to heart, let alone take her seriously.
The warrior turned his head with a sharp gaze. Just this look was enough to scare the faint of heart to paralysis.
"Sister W, use your bombs if you want. In a narrow space, the power is superimposed, which really helps me a lot."
W clenched his fists. He wanted to use a bomb but didn't dare to use it. He threw a rat weapon and was even inferior to his opponent in terms of strength.
"Ahem, I don't know who you are, and I don't know you," the regent stood up with difficulty, "but you should know that when you become a defender, you must abide by the defender agreement."
His tattered armor became transparent, a ray of light radiated from his face, and he was transforming into the form of light.
Different from Ifrit's blazing light, the Regent's light is sharper and more violent.
"Another defender?!"
Zhou Jinru rubbed his face, never expecting that the regent could also turn into light, which seemed to be different from Ifrit's form.
"If two defenders stand on opposite sides, they can fight to determine who is better without harming others. However, this rarely happens because the defenders have a common enemy and seek common ground while reserving differences."
Zhou Jinru asked: "What are the conditions for becoming a defender?"
"First of all, you must have the strength to liberate the power, and then get recognition. It is not the recognition of someone, but the recognition of the people you protect. Protect them with your strength and your life. When they fully recognize you in their hearts , you become a defender and have the power to transform into a higher form."
"So that's it."
Zhou Jinru asked again: "What will happen if a third defender appears now?"
"Enabling Article 7 of the Defenders Agreement, no matter what conflicts there are between the defenders, they must lay down their weapons, preserve each other's positions, and end the fighting."
"That's it."
A humanoid shadow appeared behind Zhou Jinru, quickly shrunk, and condensed into a drop of golden water that landed on his forehead. Immediately afterwards, his body also emitted light, clear light, bright and warm.
Ifrit looked at Zhou Jinru, then at the regent, and said calmly: "A defender agreement to terminate the battle?"
Her eyes were full of mockery: "This agreement takes effect on defenders and is automatically instilled into our brains when we become defenders, but it has no binding force on me. In my world, I am the last defender, nor Defenders will be born again, and the agreements of this world are invalid for me.”
The regent frowned: "You come from the sinking world, how is it possible, how can you come to reality?!"
Ifrit did not answer, but Zhou Jinru next to him was shocked. He experienced a small breakdown of reality when he was in Saint Aral. Deimos told him something, using an exchange condition in exchange for a land speeder. , could it be...
He took a deep breath: "A few months ago, the abnormal situation in the mountains in Victoria was caused by you?!"
"It's me. Without that breakthrough to reality, I wouldn't be able to reach this era."
Zhou Jinru looked at the broken horn on Ifrit's head. He also had a broken horn in his hand, which seemed to have been left behind by Ifrit at that time.
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In the grove on the bank of the river, Suleiman, who was all wet, struggled to take off his coat. The water-absorbed woolen coat made it difficult for him to move. He finally escaped the pursuit of the deep-sea hunters, and he was exhausted both physically and mentally.
"That woman Skadi, why is she so fast..."
Going into the water in this weather...
Suleiman quickly changed into dry clothes hidden behind a tree, threw everything into the river, and left quickly.
After a while, a figure emerged from the river, slowly walked ashore, looked around for a week, then silently retreated into the river, and disappeared again.
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"Miss Vina, we are here."
When the lion opened the door, she was standing in front of the quiet church she had dreamed of. She originally thought that person would stand by her side, but in the end she failed to do so.
She whispered: "Mr. Silver Gray, please stay here and wait for me."
Climbing up the stairs step by step, Vina raised her head. What she saw was a dilapidated church that had been abandoned for many years. It was so gloomy that no one dared to approach it.
Reaching out to push open the heavy door, inside the church, the flickering candlelight provided quite limited light. There was a woman sitting under the pulpit, which was not spacious but neat enough. Vina took a look from behind and saw that the woman had gray hair. His hair was tied into a ponytail, and he was looking at the priest standing behind the pulpit.
Is there anyone listening to the lecture so late?
Vina looked away, knowing it was rude.
"Sorry, I have to be away for a while, I have a patient to take care of."
The priest smiled apologetically, then turned and walked into the back of the church, leaving only the gray-haired woman still in a daze.
"Please take a seat, distinguished lady."
"Thanks."
Veena sat two seats away from the woman.
The gray-haired woman said seriously: "He is the most pious priest I have ever seen."
"Maybe."
Vina didn't know the priest, so she could only follow along.
After a while, the priest came back in a hurry, and only then did Weina see clearly that the priest of the Quiet Church was an adult man over thirty years old, with light blond hair and handsome appearance. He was wearing a simple black monk's robe and had a tall figure. Judging from his appearance alone, he is enough to attract the attention of countless young women, especially noble ladies and ladies.
"His blue eyes are beautiful, aren't they?"
"It is indeed beautiful," Wei Na admired, with a hint of regret, "but I like gray eyes, they are the color of steel, they are a real warrior."
