Chapter 850 Rest III

Ten minutes later, the old man came back.

Anger and loneliness remained on his face.

When they saw Dean's staring eyes, the two turned into wry smiles.

"Did you foresee it?"

The old man asked like this.

"After all, I was young too!"

said Dean.

Although these words were a bit strange considering Dean's young appearance, the old man didn't feel strange at all. On the contrary, the other party thought it was normal.

After all, the age of Her Majesty and her envoy could no longer be judged by their appearance.

"By the way, I'm Karl, the mayor of this town..."

The old man suddenly thought of something and immediately introduced it.

"Dean Ken Zelgon!"

Dean also reported his full name. Although the other party may already know it, this is etiquette.

"My son...the leader of that group of young people, they have already decided to leave after a year! My advice didn't have the corresponding effect, on the contrary...they are more and more eager to try!"

Old Carl said with a wry smile.

"so?"

Dean looked at the other party, and the other party obviously wanted to say something, but it was a little difficult to say.

"So, I hope that you can help me, Master Messenger!"

Old Carl gritted his teeth and said: "I want to dispel their idea of ​​leaving. They think they are strong, so they have such an idea, and if they can realize their weakness... maybe they will dispel such an idea!"

"You want me to make a move?"

Dean asked.

"I'm taking the liberty, but please forgive my stubbornness!"

Old Karl begged.

"Can!"

Dean nodded after thinking for a moment.

Except for old Karl's prayer. It's more about Dean's consideration for his own life in the next year.

You must know that he has the title of the so-called 'God Envoy'.

and. This god still comes from Grand Duke Emerald.

Dean had to think a little more.

after all. As far as he knows, people are 'forgetful' creatures.

The good you give them is only remembered by you.

And their indifference will be remembered forever.

Therefore, a slightly 'harsh' method is needed to make them grateful.

It's like the divine religion that Dean came into contact with at the beginning.

Both kindness and majesty!

That's what the high priest did.

And Dean didn't mind imitating it.

"That would be great!"

Old Carl cheered in surprise, and then stood up: "Thank you for your generosity, sir. I will arrange everything now!"

With that said, Old Carl ran out.

One point faster than before.

Obviously, preventing young people and their own sons from taking risks has become the heart disease of the other party.

As for this, Dean waited silently.

After a short time, Old Karl came back again.

"My lord, please come with me!"

Dean nodded, stood up, followed behind Old Carl, and walked out of the house.

outside the house. Many people have gathered.

In fact, in Dean's perception. These people have not dispersed since the appearance of Grand Duke Emerald until just now.

And when Dean came out, they looked at Dean with both reverence and doubt.

After all, compared to the strength displayed by Grand Duke Emerald, Dean did nothing at all.

Dean's identity was only revealed by Grand Duke Jade.

And does it have the strength to match such an identity?

They don't know.

Therefore, doubts are inevitable.

However, out of their belief in Grand Duke Emerald, they didn't say anything more.

At most, he was just wondering in his heart.

In this regard, Dean lamented the simplicity of these civilians.

Because, if it is the so-called nobles, businessmen, etc., they will definitely do some small tricks-whether it is for their own consideration or for greater interests.

But in front of him, Old Carl didn't think about this at all, and he was still working diligently in front of his mayor.

And those gathered civilians are suspicious at best.

Even the most rebellious young people just want to prove themselves in order to see the outside world.

Looking at everything in front of him, Dean pondered for a moment before he had an idea.

"You want to leave here?"

After Dean waved to the old Carl who was about to speak, he walked in front of the young people.

These young people are easy to identify, not only because of their age, but also because they stand together in a unique way.

"Yes, my lord!"

The young man with a face somewhat similar to that of old Carl came out, he nodded vigorously, and said seriously: "We have been here since we were born, and we have never seen the outside world! We thank the goddess for giving us The place where we live, but we still want to see the outside world—even though my father said how terrible the outside world is!"

"Well, curiosity is human nature, and exploring the unknown is an instinct!"

Dean nodded and did not refute Carl Jr.

He just looked at little Carl with a scrutiny.

After a while, when little Carl and other young people became uncomfortable, he continued: "But your strength is very weak, and you can't deal with the danger outside!"

"us……"

Little Carl wanted to refute subconsciously.

After all, since he was a child, he has diligently practiced the secret technique bestowed by the goddess. Now, even his father, who is the most powerful person in the town, is no longer his opponent.

And because of this, he chose to leave.

He wants to go to the outside world to prove his strength.

So are the young people around me.

Therefore, after hearing Dean's words, everyone was not convinced.

However, the next moment, these young people all changed their colors——

Roar!

A faint dragon roar emanated from Dean's body. Accompanied by a slight Longwei. The eyes of the young people in front of them were in a daze. They seemed to see a red and black giant dragon that covered the sky and rushed towards them.

ah! ah!

After several consecutive screams, several young people collapsed to the ground.

The remaining few who were able to stand were also pale and dripping with cold sweat.

"My lord envoy!"

Old Carl called Dean worriedly.

Dean made a reassuring gesture to Old Carl, and Long Wei slightly aggravated it.

Plop, plop!

This time, the young people, including Carl Jr., had no strength to resist, and all fell to the ground.

"Your strength is far less than what you imagined—the battle between you and your fathers. It's more of a play, at least in my eyes, your fathers are stronger than you! And...you don't Only those who know what real combat is, and who are able to hold the long sword in their hands in the face of blood and death, are qualified to propose long-distance travel!"

Dean said lightly.

After speaking, he walked back into the room without looking back.

And the moment the door was closed, Dean could clearly hear the little Carl's questioning of the old Carl——

"Father, when you competed with me, didn't you use all your strength?"

Old Carl didn't answer.

but. The answer is obvious.

In fact, in Dean's perception. Old Carl is the strongest in the whole town.

Almost the strength of a great knight.

Although the young Karl has the strength beyond ordinary knights, compared with the old Karl, it is still a lot worse.

This kind of strength went to Ruiluoer, although it surpassed the average person, but when encountering real strong people, especially those with fighting spirit, they are simply vulnerable.

Although Dean didn't mind these young people leaving here, he didn't want them to die easily.

You know, these young people are 'seeds' in Dean's view.

Bring more "seeds" of "power of faith" to Grand Duke Emerald.

"Sprinkling enough seeds, irrigating with fertilizers and nutrients, can the seeds grow vigorously, germinate, bloom, and bear fruit!"

Dean whispered to himself.

Then, he began to recall the many 'optimization' secret techniques that the Emerald Duke's avatar had told him before.

Dean didn't intend to spend a year in vain.

A short break is necessary.

However, the cultivation of secret techniques is also necessary.

Of course, there is also... [Power of Mountain Soul]!

Dean will not let go of this secret technique that can directly point to the 'secret realm of God'.

"My 'domain' is very special and cannot directly increase my strength, but it is strong enough! And I only need to train myself to be strong enough to achieve the effect of 1+1>2!"

Dean thought about his future fighting style, and soon made a decision.

[Secondary Undead Elegy] is very powerful, at any time, Dean will not deny this.

But, similarly, the weakness of [Secondary Undead Elegy] is also extremely obvious!

he!

That's right, it is Dean himself who is the master of the 'domain'!

When many resurrected undead are fighting for him, different from the ordinary [Secondary Undead Elegy] of 'Domain', there is no blessing of 'Domain'!

Therefore, Dean naturally became the weakest point in the entire combat system.

And to change this, there are only two ways——

First, promote [Secondary Undead Elegy].

Second, improve your own strength.

Regarding the first point, Dean has no solution yet.

Because the roots of [Secondary Undead Elegy] are the 'Slaughtering Domain' and 'Moon Domain', the 'Slaughtering Domain' is best improved, as long as you keep killing.

But what about the 'Field of the Moon'?

He himself was inexplicably obtained, and he didn't know how to improve at all.

You can't devour Mobius' clone anymore, right?

Let alone whether there is such an opportunity, even if there is, Dean needs to consider Mobius' own reaction.

After all, the other party used to be a 'God' too!

As for upgrading the 'Killing Domain' regardless?

For the 'balance' that Grand Duke Emerald said!

Dean wouldn't ignore it!

Therefore, there is only one road ahead.

Improve your strength!

Moreover, it is also a path that is very suitable for Dean.

You must know that he has practiced those secret arts before, and when facing the 'optimized' secret arts, he can naturally get twice the result with half the effort when practicing!

In this regard, Dean is full of confidence.

PS second update~

This chapter is decadently coded with a mobile phone... all kinds of awkwardness!

well!

Decadence wants to code words quietly and eat well every day, but accidents always happen frequently!

Hard work! Hard work!

This chapter is timed...

When you read this chapter, decadence may be wronged somewhere!