"How much?"

"A high-class offering. ”

"That's it!" "In the capacity of Mex, although it hurts to take out a high-level sacrifice, it is still possible to grit his teeth. She lifted her giant sword and pointed diagonally at the sky, and a golden splice suddenly appeared on the sword's body, as if flowing with a golden torrent, and her own body was also surging with golden brilliance like water waves.

Seeing the golden fluctuations of the energy surge, Richard knew that she had activated the blood power of the Golden Moon River with her first move.

The Golden Moon River is one of the top bloodlines of the thousand-year-old empire, and if you look at the whole of Norland, it can also be included in the first-class bloodlines, only under a few legendary bloodlines. And the evaluation that Akmund's bloodline has received in the past may not even be second-rate.

The Golden Moon River can derive a variety of powerful abilities, and as far as Richard knows, this bloodline can be activated to improve the owner's attack defense and speed, and it also has quite strong magic resistance. It is precisely because of this that Mexes dared to challenge Richard, a legendary mage, with the power of the Heavenly Sanctuary.

Another reason is that at this moment, Mex's whole body is full of legendary equipment, many of which have a long history, and it can be said that they are armed to the teeth. Richard, on the other hand, is primarily known as the Saint Constructor, a scholar-type profession that is not known for combat.

The higher the Mex Greatsword was raised, the more obvious the golden waves on the sword became, which was obviously a sign that the power of the bloodline had evolved to an advanced stage.

Richard's eyes lit up slightly, and he could see that Mex's magic resistance was so high at the moment that it could make the magic level of the attack drop by three levels! That is to say, if Richard bombarded it with a ninth-level magic, it would only be equivalent to a sixth-level magic in the end, which would be a little painless for a sanctuary of Mex's level.

"Get down for me!" Mexx shouted, his blonde hair flying, and he slashed Richard with a sword from dozens of meters away! The golden sword qi immediately turned into a huge blade of light and slashed at Richard's head.

Richard took a step and dodged a few meters before letting go of Mex's thump.

Mex's sword missed but he didn't care, and with another shout, the giant sword swung horizontally, and a light blade tens of meters long slashed Richard again.

Where the Golden Moon River's fighting aura fell, a golden flame would immediately ignite, this flame did not seem to be strong, but it made Richard vaguely feel threatened. That ordinary Sanctuary powerhouse would not be able to withstand the burn. And the flame burned for a long time, and it was still drawing strength from the surrounding space to replenish itself.

The two swords were useless, Mex's blonde hair danced wildly, and he shouted: "I'll see where you are fleeing!" Raising the giant sword high above the top again, suddenly thousands of golden sword qi burst out like rain, covering every corner of the arena.

Every time the sword qi landed, a golden moon fire would be born, and it would only take a moment for Richard to have no place to stand.

The Golden Moon Fire is also a special kind of flame, and it even has the effect of burning magic.

However, Richard's figure flashed and disappeared in front of Mex's eyes.

"Random teleportation!" Mexes immediately released his senses, probing the fluctuations in the space around him. Wherever there is disorder, there is the location of Richard's teleportation.

However, the space is very stable, and Mex has nothing to gain.

At this moment, an alarm suddenly appeared in her heart for no reason, but before she could react, there was an extremely heavy pressure on the back of her neck, as if a mountain suddenly pressed down on her back!

With a plop, Mex, who was in a state of all-out attack, had no room for resistance, and was pressed into the arena ground by Richard with one hand.

"You lost. Richard patted Max on the head and straightened up.

After having the title of Space Lord, Richard's control over space has been greatly enhanced, and coupled with his advancement to the legendary realm, the use of various space spells has gradually lost its pyrotechnics.

Max got up in a daze and looked at Richard in a daze, still not figuring out how he had lost.

Richard didn't intend to explain it to her, and walked straight out of the arena.

"Wait!" called Mex.

Richard said without looking back: "Remember to pay the bet, you know where I live, just send it to my room." ”

"But," Mexes wanted to say, but Richard was already far away.

Her angular eyebrows gradually twisted together, her eyes were full of unwillingness, and she said hatefully: "It won't end like this!

Richard's residence in the woods had been revealed, and before Mex could plan further action, another trouble had already come to the door.

Just after lunchtime, several swordsmen in bright armor walked into the forest girl.

The inn fell silent for a moment, and several guests who had not finished their lunch looked at the swordsmen in amazement. The armor of these people flashed with magical light from time to time, and it was obvious that they were all high-level magical equipment of high value, and all of them had extraordinary coercion, at least they were all strong people close to the Holy Domain.

Such a group of people, even in the Emerald Sky Lake, belong to the upper class, and it is rare to appear in this kind of small hotel.

The first swordsman scanned the interior of the hotel and exclaimed, "We are Lord Fitzlock's subordinates!

Richard: Everyone in the hotel had in their minds the young, handsome, and somewhat down-and-out mage, but how could such a young man offend a great man like Fitzlock, who was far away in the sky?

The swordsman's face sank, and he was about to ask again, when suddenly he felt like he had been pricked with a needle in his cheek. His face immediately changed, this was an invisible killing intent, so thick that it was like a substantial killing intent.

The source of the killing intent was easy to judge, and it came from the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor. The swordsman's face sank, and with a wave of his hand, he asked the others to wait at the door, and he walked towards the room.

The door was unlocked, and the swordsman pushed it open. The room wasn't huge, but it was neat, a young mage was sorting things out in front of his desk, and the table was full of delicate alchemy machinery.

"You're Richard, uh!" the swordsman shouted angrily, and as soon as he came out, he suddenly lost his voice.

He looked at the hideous long knife around his neck in amazement, completely unaware of when and how it appeared. When he felt the killing intent as strong as a substance downstairs, the swordsman was already concentrating on his defense, but he didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of someone as a key point.

Richard, who was still immersed in his work just now, was standing less than a meter in front of him at the moment, and the hilt of the long knife was in his hand. The blade of the long knife was full of jagged teeth, and there was a hint of chill on it, which easily pierced through the fighting aura of the swordsman's protective body and pierced into his skin.

The swordsman's face gradually turned pale, there is no doubt that this is an artifact, and it is known for its sharpness, even if it is held in the hands of an ordinary person, as long as it is lightly touched, his head can be cut off.

Richard stared into the swordsman's eyes before patting him on the face with a verdict after a moment and said, "This is where I live, and I want it to be quiet and not disturbed by ordinary people." I think you know what I mean. Now, give me Fitzlock's letter. ”

A moment later, the leader of the swordsmen walked out of Richard's room, and there was nothing unusual except for a little pale.

Seeing his subordinates, the swordsman leader waved his hand and said, "I've found the wrong person, let's go!"

The swordsmen looked stunned, but left with their captain. And the people in the hotel were relieved and relieved. That's right, how could that young little mage have an intersection with a powerful big constructor?

In the room, Richard casually threw a ball of paper into the wastebasket. That piece of paper was originally a challenge letter, from Fitzlock. The Grand Constructor wanted to settle the humiliation caused by Richard in a duel.

Richard put down what he was doing and slowly fell into a meditative state.

Now he was able to practice the third stage of meditation, Deep Blue Aria. It is in the Legendary Stage that the Deep Blue Aria shows its true power. As the Deep Blue Meditation runs, Richard's consciousness spreads out, and he actually sees stars in the void!

Each star means primordial energy, which can be transformed into the most basic of magic. However, compared to the countless stars, Richard's spiritual power was insufficient, and the speed of traction could not be accelerated. The fifth orbit revolving around the bloodline is close to being calculated, and in a few days, another star can be captured. Each star is able to replenish Richard's energy continuously.

After absorbing the energy from the void for a while, Richard's heart suddenly moved, and he knew that the scheduled time had come. So he finished his meditation, straightened his clothes, and walked outside.

Before going out, he thought about it, but still took the ruling, and then went out and went away alone.

It was past midnight, and most of the people in the Emerald Sky Lake were already asleep. In the night, Richard walked unhurriedly with a long knife in his arms, every step as if stepping on a silent beat.

In the dark, several incomparably large consciousnesses were watching him, but Richard seemed to be completely unaware, just walking according to the established rhythm.

His destination was the Arena, the same one that had defeated Mex during the day.

The door to the arena opened silently in front of Richard, and the inside was brightly lit, and there were already people waiting there. When Richard entered, the door closed silently.

Time passed quietly.

The arena seemed to jump all of a sudden, startling passers-by who were returning home from a night. But when he looked more closely, the not so majestic building lay quietly in the night, and there was silence all around. The tired night returner rubbed his eyes vigorously, and finally felt that he was still dazzled, and left in a hurry. He had just left when the door to the arena opened again.

Richard stepped out of it and set out on the way home of the forest girl with the same footsteps. He still had the long knife in his arms, and he had an extra demon sealing box in his hand. The Demon Sealing Box contains a top-of-the-line sacrifice, the stakes and loot of the night.

In the arena behind Richard, a middle-aged swordsman stood in the center of the arena in a daze, his eyes were full of confusion.