Chapter 37 Silver Crusader (1)

A red flag was raised on the spire of the town hall, and the sound of whistling sounds was like the beating hearts in the stomachs of the villagers, losing their regularity.

More than 300 bear goblins were holding various weapons and blocking the entrance of the village, with an arrogant and domineering expression. They laughed and scolded, and made various provocative actions. Some even took off their pants and peed at the entrance of the village.

Several elf archers spat hard, blushed and turned their heads away.

The military supervisor THAAD shouted loudly, keeping the slaves on their guard.

"Have you come by Lord Lord?" The dwarf elder shrank into the crowd and pulled Lasade's loincloth. The smell almost made the old man die. "What the hell is Mr. Roger doing? He has never been so unreliable."

When he said this, Yang Dashuan happened to hear it, so the consequences were naturally to give him a kick without hesitation.

Pushing away the slaves of the pair, Yang Dashuan stood at the entrance of the village. He leaned against the newly built fence and glanced at these arrogant robbers casually. He always asked questions in routine. Now that the territory is in short supply, at least half of these three hundred goblins must be left.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Dashuan's loud voice calmed the robbers. "This is my territory. If you want to fight Qiufeng, then I'm sorry. I came to the wrong place."

A big guy from the robber group squeezed out, and a human knight's helmet was buckled on his forehead. The feathers inserted in the helmet could no longer tell the original color, and they trembled left and right with the wind in the wasteland. Yang Dashuan laughed out loud, remembering that his urinal when he was a child was almost the same virtue.

The bear goblin with his urinal held a double-edged axe and squeezed in front. "Are you the lord here? Tell you, I am the head here. Hurry up and hand over all the food in the territory, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The bear goblin raised the axe in his hand and slashed hard on the fence in front of him.

"By the way, there are all the women in the village." When the bear goblin pulled out his axe, he added another sentence. "Don't think of playing tricks with me, otherwise I will level your territory."

"Just you?" Yang Dashuan was so happy. Any crappy robber dared to shout in front of him. Who did he provoke? Why did everyone want to flatten his territory? But it's different now. Yang Dashuan has already changed his guns to a gun.

As early as when Xiu Yi was knocked down, his magic level had reached the level of a high-level necromancer. It seems that a magician has given him a lot of experience. If his original profession could be replaced by other things, maybe Yang Dashuan would have been able to carry a mace to kill the dragon.

"Don't you believe it?" The leader of the bear goblin raised his eyebrows, with an uncontrollable anger in his tone.

A few girls had already put on their clothes during this period of time and helped each other out of the house. When they saw this scene, their hearts were about to jump out.

Yang Dashuan grinned and grabbed the green jade soul bead.

A huge frost dragon immediately occupied the vision of all bear goblins. For a moment, the clamoring outside the village suddenly became quiet. The arrogant bear goblin leader was so scared that he threw away the axe in his hand, his legs became weak, and he lay on the ground, and his crotch suddenly became slightly wet.

"I Lord is very kind. Now I give you two choices, either stay and become my slave, or it's like this thing." Yang Dashuan picked up the axe on the ground and directly pressed on the forehead of the clamoring bear goblin leader. There was a loud noise, and his helmet was half gone.

The leader's death and the gushing blood finally woke these shocked robbers.

This group of bandits of the local troop team are just some bastards. No matter how fierce they are, they cannot become brave warriors on the battlefield. Without any resistance, the slaves successfully captured these bear goblins. Although the frost dragon can only appear for three minutes every day, it is enough to intimidate these bear goblins, making them afraid of rebelliousness in their heads.

"How can you summon the Frost Dragon?" Joan of De looked at the proud Yang Dashuan and poured cold water on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yang Dashuan was a little confused. He didn't know why this girl was so angry.

"Didn't you tell the church clearly that you are here? You have to know that a deceased magician is not enough to make the church think about it. What is really concerned about is the frost dragon in his hand. Every clergy in the church can clearly sense the strength, even the direction of each undead aura. Your frequent summoning of the frost dragon is tantamount to pushing the entire territory under the nose of the church." Joan of Arc smacked his lips in anger.

"What should I do? Can you let me stop using it?" Yang Dashuan looked innocent. "Look at those robbers, how could I suppress them if I don't have enough strength?"

"Didn't Alice say you have Mana? Well! From today on, Roger, you must forget everything about the Frost Dragon. Learn how to be a qualified lord. The man who owns Mana should be the best hero and warrior! From today on, you can only eat unfermented bread, not drink alcohol, and not be allowed to get close to women, because these can degenerate your soul! You must learn from your father Cochs, hone your fighting spirit with will and spirit, and let courage and loyalty run through your soul! Joan of Arc took back the air and said the church's declaration. This declaration made Alice and Leren stunned, and also made Old Yang stare at him.

"No, my father? Who is this guy, Keqis?" Yang Dashuan blinked, thinking to himself why a cheap dad appeared?

"Is Cochs not your father?" Joan of Arc frowned. "Manna is the power given to us by God and the favor of the gods. This kind of favor can only be circulated among the direct descendants. Don't you know?"

"Koqis is the dragon knight I mentioned to you before." Alice explained in a low voice. "But I really don't know that Mana can only be circulated among her direct descendants!"

Can Mana only be circulated among the descendants of the direct family?

Old Yang smacked his lips. He seemed to have figured out something, but he couldn't remember anything.

"It's really infuriating that Tago's father actually had Doug's son. Has Lord Cochs never told you all this? As a warrior with Mana, you should do your best to hone your will and strength." Joan of Arc looked at Old Yang's puzzled look and couldn't help but feel angry.

"Do you want to deny it. There are only three space rings in the entire Heke Continent, two of which have been lost to other continents due to the plane war. Now the remaining space ring is in the hands of Lord Korchis. If you are not his descendant, how could he give you the space ring?" Joan of Arc raised his tone, and she suddenly realized that this man was hopelessly stupid sometimes.

Suddenly realized!

It was not until this time that Yang Dashuan suddenly realized.

No wonder Xiu Yi has never dared to turn against him directly. It turns out that he knows these things. He always regards himself as the descendant of the Kochis... Perhaps in the end, he turned against him, and only made it clear that the Dragon Knight was not in his village.

Yang Dashuan kept nodding, so that's how it was.

"All pagans must be hanged on the altar of the Holy Capital. So Rogue, I tell you solemnly that it is best not to show off your two frost dragons unless they are absolutely necessary. If that happens, you will send the entire territory into a land of no return." Joan of Arc said seriously. "Even Lord Cochs can't save you unless..."

"Unless what?" Leren asked quickly.

"Unless you have the power to negotiate with the church. However, I advise you to give up this idea. Over the past few hundred years, the Temple of Death, which can be opposed with the church, has almost disappeared on this continent. The church has become the spiritual leader of human society on the entire Heke continent! Therefore, pagans have no room for survival."

Hekai Continent!

If you don’t obey, you will be harmonious?

Yang Dashuan swallowed hard and spitted.

Finally, I thought I had obtained the Frost Dragon and could kill all directions on the wasteland without any scruples. Now it seems that it is not as simple as I thought. I opened the VIP store, and there were summoning magic props like the Green Jade Soul Bead, and seven out of ten were undead creatures.

"Okay, I get it." Yang Dashuan was a little dejected.

"But you don't have to be discouraged. Every warrior with Mana will be favored by monsters, even dragons. If you start practicing from now on, you will sooner or later be recognized by dragons and become a dragon knight that everyone respects." Joan of Arc hurriedly added.

"Let's go and see the prisoners this time!" Lao Yang was really afraid of this Joan of Arc, so he quickly changed the subject.

Just when the storm had just subsided, people who were thousands of miles away had already felt the huge aura of the undead on the wasteland. On the altar made of Qingming stones, golden flames were beating more and more violently.

"Has Joan of Arc failed? Why did I feel two such huge undead auras bursting out on the wasteland!"
Chapter completed!