"Thank you, Your Highness!" the samurai leader said loudly, his expression slightly excited. He knew very well how valuable Hasting's Origin Soul Power was, and what this understatement of 'I did my best' meant. If it weren't for the fact that the girl had fought side by side with them so far, bringing infinite vitality to her companions every time, and this time she had saved too many of her comrades at the expense of herself, the samurai leader would not have been able to make such a request.

"What's her name?"

"She just calls herself Silver Wolf, and that's what we all call her. ”

"Silver wolf? Oh, that's an interesting name, I do smell silver wolf in her. As he spoke, Hastings waved his hand and said, "You guys go out first, I'll see what her soul guardian power is first." Also, remember to check if there are any special things in the corpses of the Daxodas people this time, and if so, send them to me. ”

The last sentence was what Hastings would ask every time, so the samurai leader agreed, and led his men out of the main hall.

After the samurai had left, Hastings placed his hand lightly on the girl's forehead, and his eyes gradually turned a bleak green. Under the reflection of this green light, the girl's body gradually became transparent, and the light points representing the soul began to emerge.

Hastings snorted suddenly, a look of extreme surprise appeared on his face, and countless thoughts instantly turned in his heart. "What a powerful means of protection! In terms of protection, this ...... This level is not below me at all!Is there still such a master of souls in Noland, is it one of those old fellows who has returned?etc...... What is this...... Oh, I see! If it weren't for this protection, the little she-wolf would have died a long time ago. But now her soul is damaged enough, it's tricky......"

The green light in Hasting's eyes disappeared, and he looked at the girl who seemed to be sleeping, and his expression was quite complicated. After a moment, he sighed and said to himself: "Alas, forget it, who made me agree to them! This time it is a big loss, if you want to have to recuperate, I am afraid that you will have to use that thing Chapter 94 to requisition four times." ”

He walked over to an old locker next to him and pulled out a palm-sized clay pot from inside.

This is a clay pot full of barbarian style, the workmanship is quite rough, the color on the pattern has been mottled off in many places, and the body of the pot is not even pure and round, as if the craftsman has made a defective product carelessly.

Hastings seemed to be very concerned about such a shoddy thing, and his expression was extremely cautious. He tore open the mud seal of the clay pot, drank the viscous and turbid liquid inside, and immediately burped, and actually spewed out a mouthful of black fire. Immediately, Hasting's face became bloody, and it quickly turned red.

The legendary mage walked to the stone platform of the magic array again, stretched out his hand and pressed on the stone platform, which immediately activated all the magic arrays, and then his eyes shot two green lights, shining on the girl's face.

In those two turquoise beams, black dots of different sizes could be vaguely seen falling into the girl's body along the pillars of light. If you have good enough eyesight, you will be able to distinguish that the black dots are actually images of creatures, including beasts, various strange races, and even some Daxoldas.

Each image that is thrown into the girl's body will be attracted by her soul light, and then the soul light that was originally dim like a candle flame will become brighter.

Each image is a fragment of Hasting's soul that has been stored and refined, and these soul fragments are the source of his special bloodline power.

The hall was dim and gloomy, and the turquoise light that passed from time to time seemed to come from another world in the depths and endlesss, and the atmosphere was stagnant and terrifying.

In the neighborhood of the city gate district, there is a mess that has just ended the war, and the broken stone walls and streets are fresh scars. This city, which has stood for thousands of years, has countless such wounds, and although they will be repaired, they will never be restored to the point where they can be found without a trace. As a result, the weathering process is not layered with cracks, like a wordless historical record. And now the two warring sides have even crossed a civilization, which makes the content it shows extremely heavy.

The neighborhood was quiet, and Norland's aftermath team hadn't had time to clear the periphery, and the Daxodas had all evacuated and wouldn't be in for a long time.

Then you can find an old man in a small courtyard, leisurely curled up in a chaise longue. Lawrence was snoozing in the light of eternal brilliance, the light of the circle was comparable to the light of the sun, and the warmth of the sun on his body was quite good for some of his old wounds. It is rare to encounter an eternal brilliance in many years, and the old mage naturally wants to use the benefits to the extreme.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of chaotic and rapid footsteps outside the courtyard, and the people who came were obviously very anxious, but they consciously stopped when they arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

A dark and thin man looked through the broken courtyard gate, and happened to see Lawrence who was recuperating in the courtyard with his eyes closed, and his face immediately showed joy, and he shouted, "Your Highness!"

The old man has not heard of this title for a long time, and now in the capital where the sun never sets, only a person who can count the slaps will use this title.

The long-lost honorific title made Lawrence put away most of his bad temper, just turned over lazily, didn't even open his eyes, and pretended to be reserved: "You should know that I don't like to be disturbed during naps." Such good sunshine, it would be a pity to waste it. ”

The thin black man hesitated for a moment, but still stiffened his head, and said earnestly: "Your Highness, these warriors have all been seriously injured, and all the divine skills of the priests have been used up today, and two of them are so seriously injured that the priests can't cure them!

When Lawrence heard this, he immediately jumped up from the recliner and shouted, "Then what are you still doing standing outside, why don't you come in quickly!"

Lawrence commanded everyone to carry several wounded people to the courtyard, set up a few temporary platforms, put the wounded in place, and began to examine their injuries one by one, while nagging: "Hmph, black boy, I still remember you." At the beginning, I just helped you heal your injuries, but you have always respected me, even if you still have a little conscience. If it weren't for your face, these people would not have been able to disturb my nap even if they died a hundred times. Rundstead, that old stubborn, thought that with Hasting, everything could be solved......?

When it comes to the rumors and gossip of legendary figures, the black and thin man naturally has nothing to interject about, but just promises on the sidelines. The samurai, on the other hand, stood scattered around, watching with awe as Lawrence cut open his companion's ribcage without mercy, gestures as easily as if he were no more light than slicing a steak at the table.

Lawrence's craft actually has a name, **Alchemy, the name alone sounds eerie, and this is a skill that is even more unpopular than puppet alchemy. Although there is the word alchemy, strictly speaking, it has been out of the realm of magic.

There are many theories about the origin of this skill, and the most commonly used one is that ** alchemy is born from puppet alchemy, puppet alchemy is to creation, and ** alchemy is to natural life, and therefore, most of the inheritors of this skill are magicians.

At this moment, a samurai who brought the wounded seemed to sense something, sniffed hard in the air, suddenly pulled out his saber, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone be careful!

The samurai were instantly ready for battle, and even the wounded clenched their weapons as they could touch. On the Battlefield of the Peerless, all of them have turned fighting into an instinct, at least a part of life.

The samurai who had first spotted the clue suddenly turned around and rushed over a wall that had long since collapsed and into the nearby courtyard.

It was Richard's residence.

It happened so suddenly, and Lawrence had just discovered that something was wrong, and Richard's residence was already emitting a series of dull explosions, and it was clear that the battle was extremely fierce!

"Stop! that's Richard's quarters!" Lawrence screamed.

At first, the warrior replied in a deep voice: "Master Richard's house has a demon hiding in it! ”

Lawrence finally sighed and said, "That demon is Richard's captive, don't hurt him, come out, I'll persuade him!"

The samurai seemed to froze for a moment, then leaped out of the room as he was told, hunched over and staring at the young demon in front of him. Obsidian also walked out of the room, but he looked around looking very nervous. Behind him, there were two other human powerhouses, and Obsidian was forced out of the room.

In the short battle, both sides suffered a lot of wounds. It can be seen that Obsidian is not lying when he says that his combat power is not bad.

When Lawrence saw this scene, he sighed in his heart and said to Obsidian: "You don't resist, yes, that's it." It's going to be fine......"

Obsidian really slowly relaxed his guard, and at this moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he received a heavy blow to the back of his head, and the sky spun around, and he fainted again. Behind Obsidian, the thin black man stood, and with a single blow like lightning, he took advantage of the moment when Obsidian relaxed to subdue the young demon in one fell swoop.

This thin black man was already a level twenty Heavenly Rank Sacred Domain at this time, and his movements were so fast that even Lawrence didn't have time to stop them. At this moment, he looked surprised, looked down and checked the young demon, and immediately shouted: "It's the Daniclos clan!"

Another warrior with a different armor system from the others immediately said: "His Highness Hastings has been looking for the royal family of Daxodas! This is great, we will hand him over, and the marshal and His Highness will definitely reward us heavily! I will report to His Highness Hasting!"

The warrior turned to leave, when Lawrence finally called, "Stop! As I said, this is Richard's personal captive, and has nothing to do with the Legion Fortress! No one can take him with him until Richard returns." ”q！！！