Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1614 1586. Morning exercise

The Gastang Palace still stands on Sinide Island, but now it has become the real tallest tower.

Thor Laura, the ancient word for the Seagull Tower. The portal was forcibly activated during the last rebellion.

Lan An guessed that he should have gone in to avoid the pursuit of Vigophutz and the Nifgadians in the chaos. The power of ancient blood in her body opened the completely unstable portal.

The explosion of the portal exploded, and the tower collapsed straight away, and thinned a mountain on the island of Sinnid.

Thor Laura is very powerful. When it is in normal state, its existence can distort all space teleportation methods within a large area.

This is also the reason why the wizards were clearly running for their lives on the night of the rebellion, but no one even opened the portal.

After all, escaping may fail or die, but using a portal near Thor Laura is basically dead.

The explosion made the entire island where Thor Laura was originally located messy.

The explosion of air waves destroyed the thin layer of soil on the reef and flew away together with the vegetation above.

The greening and decorations arranged by the sorcerers at no cost were spared to die in an instant.

The Gastang Palace, which was already fragile because of spell combat, has also turned into a crooked tower.

But the sorcerers did not seem to give up the Gaston Palace or toppled and rebuilt.

Instead, they remained as it was, strengthening the already shaky building.

On that day, Gaston Palace was heated and then cold, and cracks all came to the exterior wall.

The entire tower looked like a candle that was lit and melted, dripped wax tears down, and then extinguished the solidified candle.

It means to serve as a warning and a memorial.

The meeting between wizards should not be held, and the wizard management organization has lasted for hundreds of years.

The Talent and Skills Association and the Warlock's Supreme Council, both organizational structures disappeared that night.

Now it's just Tishaya and Hen Gedimitis that night, and the two oldest and most powerful spellcasters among humans are still alive, adding layers of insurance to the casters in the north.

As mentioned at the dinner last night, many kings no longer listened to the opinions of the mage consultants around them, and those who were more radical had driven them out of the palace.

But in private, Lan En actually doesn't care about this.

Because Lan En always felt that there were very few capable people who showed their presence around the king and devoted themselves to politics than studying magic.

The talent in exaggeration and show-off is much better than politics, and it is a good thing to get involved.

Tishaya and Gedimitis also felt relieved during their private communication.

The two old-school wizards have always wanted to reverse the luxurious styles of these young warlocks today and their thoughts of indulging in pleasure.

The coup half a year ago did suffer heavy losses, but it was also considered a **** method to give the increasingly degenerate warlocks a bloodletting therapy.

But it is destined that those powerful figures among the warlock will not be depressed because of a setback.

"Meow!"

A scream of full energy but very cute came, and the three furry figures of color, with a layer of light red fighting spirit, attacking Lan En!

The two swords were held upside down on the velvet ball player like a dagger, and the whole cat swept by like a afterimage.

"Look at my ghost guy dancing around!"

The sharp blade top pulled Lane's spirit and attention back.

The spirit of the witch hunter was lifted!

The long sword that was originally held casually in his hand immediately put it in front of him!

"Bo!!"

[Water-shaped sword·Reverse wave]!

It was like a steel pipe suddenly inserted into the rotating fan blade, and fierce sparks splashed out.

As the velvet ball meowed, its petite body bounced back lightly.

The black and white mosaic deck, like a chess board, is very wide, but the reaction force caused by Lan Eng is too great.

As the velvet **** were about to fly out of the bridge deck and fall into the strait hundreds of meters below the bridge!

But Lan En was not worried at all, and the velvet ball was not panic at all.

"Hey!"

The light red fighting spirit exploded. On the way backwards, the long sword was placed on one hand of the velvet ball on the gargoyle sculpture decorated as a guardrail on the bridge.

The clever effort did not damage the sculpture or the sword blade, but instead allowed the velvet ball to be hooked back to the guardrail.

The whole furry kitten stood above the head of the small gargoyle sculpture with awesomeness, and the two swords in their hands were still posing.

"It's interesting." Lan En's shirt collar was blown by the sea breeze in the canyon, but his tone was still calm and relieved.

But the topic changed immediately: "But it's not smart enough!"

In the blink of an eye, the witch hunter appeared not far from the guardrail handrail where the velvet ball landed.

He held the Lake Girl's Sword in both hands, held it high above his head, and let out a clear shout.

"ha!"

[Water-shaped sword·Sword Qi]!

"Meow!"

The invisible wave of air blew across the three-color hair of the velvet ball, and the whole kitten suddenly became soft as if its whole body had lost its strength, and it couldn't stand even if it stood. From the small sculpture, it fell toward the bridge deck.

In the air, Lan En was like smoking a football.

A ‘bang’ sound!

The velvet ball in the air was almost kicked to the other end of the bridge!

On the way, I rubbed with the bridge deck, bounced up and fell like a water drift.

Finally, he almost hit the stone wall turning on the other end of the bridge, and the velvet ball regained its strength in the air and also had control over the body.

He turned over, stepped on the stone wall with his hind legs and landed lightly.

"It's so powerful! Come again!"

The velvet ball instinctively bared its teeth, revealing a cute expression even if it is fierce.

It is indeed furry and cute, but it is indeed a very persistent and dreamy hunting cat!

Even though he was separated by a layer of armor, Lan En still felt stuffy in his chest.

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But it doesn't matter, the velvet ball feels right now!

But it was very passionate, but Lan Eun had to keep calm.

"This time it's not a practical training, just look at your proficiency in fighting skills and don't get involved casually, you!"

The witch hunter casually swung the beautiful sword flower and walked towards it with the pleasant sound of the blade breaking through the wind.

"Normal, the [Reverse Wave] just now should be enough to break you up, but your [Ghost Man Dance] stopped the power in advance, which is very clever and proves that your move control is great. This prevents you from being hit by me as soon as possible."

"But you made a mistake, velvet ball."

"You know what kind of skill [Sword Qi] is, the more you face it tighter and more prepared, the more you will be affected. When I put on that posture, you should relax and calm yourself down. But you were stressed just now."

"This causes your already consumed physical strength will be directly emptied by [Sword Qi] later. You will fall into temporary sexual detachment."

[Water-shaped sword·Norbo] is a technique to integrate and integrate Ai Mingliu's [Dengli] after Lan En practiced.

[Crossing Carp] is to accumulate a lot of things, and through blocking, the enemy's posture becomes more and more awkward, and eventually collapse.

[Reverse wave] But life and death are just a moment.

Combining the two is the result of Lan En's martial arts reaching the pinnacle and becoming an extraordinary saint.

He allowed [Reverse Wave] to be able to maintain the blocking posture in the future and play the role of [Cross] even if it was not successfully implemented at that moment.

The velvet ball deliberately retained its strength just now. If it faces an ordinary [reverse wave], it can directly overcome the failed moves and hurt the opponent behind it.

Unfortunately, when facing Lan En, not only did its own attack not make progress, but a large part of its physical strength was consumed.

"Oh!" The kitten was not discouraged, but instead carefully straightened the small helmet on his head and nodded frequently to Lan En's correction. "I got it!"

"But then again, you're actually not simple with the velvet ball." Lan En squatted down with the Lake Girl Sword and looked at the kitten left and right, "You can practice the explosive moves of [Ghost Man Dance] to the point where you can keep your hands freely."

"Just judging from the skills of fighting spirit, it is completely qualified. Then, let me teach you what we learned in the Warring States Period of Japan!"

"Okay!" The three-flower kitten cheered.

Lan En's morning exercises and guidance on velvet **** are almost done here.

The long knife was sheathed, and the velvet ball followed him, walking into Eritusa.

In the Aritusa Castle, which can overlook the bridge, Tishaya was holding each other's arms with her hands, leaning against the window where the gauze curtain was blown by the sea breeze, looking at their figures.

The intellectual and dignified Tishaya has a cool and ascetic beauty in such a situation.

The door behind her opened and one foot approached her.

"Even if you're wearing only one of his shirts all over your body, you have to be so neat?"

Margarita's voice was teasing.

She stretched out her hand and intimately unbuttoned the wide shirt on Tishaya's body, a few buttons on the neckline, and then pulled half of the neckline to Tishaya's shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and shoulders.

"This is how it looks good. The lazy and messy beauty. Tishaya, maintain your cold expression, it will be more flavorful!"

Tishaya didn't even look back, but after she, a naughty student, finished fiddling with her clothes, she pulled the collar of her wide shirt back and tied the buttons.

She glanced back and found that besides Margarita, who was both a student and a friend, Kassandra was also standing at the door.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his expression was almost blowing a hooligan whistle.

"Maraka." Kassandra muttered 'Greek Yayan' with a joking laughter, "So Lan En was here in the second half of yesterday? He is really a busy person. But I can understand if you do this."

Lan En changed his shirt was not thick, and the best material was breathable and light. At this time, the sunlight outside the window shone in, and the light showed a graceful and hazy silhouette on the shirt.

"He has always been very likable and will never forget anyone. Don't you know?"

Tishaya shook her head, her face flushed and shiny.

But before Margarita could make a few more jokes, Tishaya's next sentence changed her face.

The former dean of Aritusa looked at the current dean: “I told him about the rally.”