Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 297: : Pride of the Bretonians
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"Bang, boom!"
Amidst the roaring fireworks, the shimmering town ushered in a new day with noise.
The gorgeous fireworks rising from the sky at the entrance of the town echo the golden dawn, injecting infinite vitality into the town with its dazzling brilliance. In the early morning, the town was already full of people, and the streets and shops were full of people. This day was the carnival day of Shanjin Town only once every three years.
As the most powerful city in Bretonia, the Dragon Guardian is basically equivalent to the strongest force in Bretonia. In addition to internal recommendations, the Dragon City Guardian basically has only one way to recruit externally.
However, it is not clear why such an important ceremony was chosen in the town of Shinkin instead of Dragon City. Perhaps it is the talents in the town, and it is the cradle of blood that is famous in ancient times in Bretonia. The location of Shanjin Town is superior, extending in all directions. But in a word, this is a rare opportunity for Shanjin Town, so we must grasp it firmly.
From the early morning, the town entered the carnival, and when the sun was rising, the atmosphere was slightly cooler-because the big men from Dragon City were about to arrive.
When it was close to noon, from the distance, a huge black shadow rolled like a dark cloud, and the black shadow expanded rapidly in people's field of vision. Not long after, someone in the town exclaimed: "It is a dragon!" /
It is the sign of Dragon City, the dragon at the top of the creature!
The faint Longwei has been suppressed within a few miles, making the town people feel breathless. But when the giant dragon flew closer, Long Wei converged a lot.
Because beside the dragon, several white-gold lights slowly bloomed, masking the dragon ’s figure, the strong and holy atmosphere made people involuntarily have the urge to worship.
"Hey, it really is Holy Light."
In the inn, Wang Lu smiled coldly: "I'm probably aware of the selection ceremony of the Guardians of the Dragon City."
Aya ’s face was also gloomy, her green eyes staring straight at the dragon figure sandwiched in the distance between several lights, and shook her head gently: "Dragon City ... should not be like this." "
After a while, the dragon approached the town of Shinjin. After circling in the center square of the town, it slowly landed. When landing, the dragon quickly shrank and gradually became a humanoid figure.
That was a middle-aged man who looked like he was in his thirties or forties. He was tall and majestic, and he could not help but surrender. When he landed, the nearest neighbour of the central square even kneeled involuntarily. Fell down.
"Hey, it ’s a powerful king."
In the distance, Wang Lu looked at the square on the roof of the inn, feeling the faint coercion emitted by the middle-aged man, and preliminarily judged that the other party's level was between high-end and legendary, that is, the gods. Such a strong man can crush Shinjin Town to the ground by moving his mind. Now it is only a circle of people kneeling, which should be the result of extreme convergence.
"Aya, do you know him?"
Aya's voice was a little low: "He is the Dragon City Lord, Bedville." Suddenly, "It was a hundred years ago. But at that time, he could not tolerate such offenses."
Wang Lu oh expressed understanding. Because beside the main body of the Dragon City, the three white robe priests of Holy Light formed a circle. This position is far more frustrating to serve, but it has a stronger sense of monitoring and control. But in fact, the three priests of Holy Light were only involved in the higher ranks. Even if the three of them worked together, they would n’t want to contend with the godlike power of Dragon City Lord. Apparently, the Lord of the Dragon City, Bedville, fell from his own will and replaced it with Aya. Even if there was only the Golden Pill Realm, she dared to be right with the three Gods-of course, so she died.
Because of the existence of Bedville, Aya is inconvenient to show up, so she waits quietly in the inn. Wang Lu was curious about the selection ceremony of the Guardians of the Dragon City, and he led Liu Lixian and others to the square.
When we arrived at the square, the selection ceremony had already begun. Bedville did n’t like wasting time. After making a simple opening speech, he reached out and pulled out a high table in the field, and put a crystal ball on the table.
"Next, those who have confidence in themselves will come to the stage and drop their blood onto the crystal ball. If the result of the test is qualified, they can join the Dragon City Guardian."
Brief explanation last night, Bedville turned off the stage, while two white robe priests stayed on stage to preside over the appraisal, and another pastor always followed Bedville.
This is not the first time the selection ceremony of the Guardians of the Dragon City. Most people in Shanjin Town are familiar with these procedures. Soon a young guy came onto the stage with confidence, bit his finger, and dripped blood on the crystal ball.
The crystal ball flickered and finally stayed on green. The young man froze for a moment, then looked at the two priests with expectant eyes.
"Go on." A priest said coldly.
The young man's complexion is pale: "But, but I have blood."
"The bloodline of the green excellent level is simply not eligible to be a guardian of the Dragon City, go to find a living elsewhere, go on."
As he said, the priest reached forward and pushed forward, and the young man stumbled down the platform.
The following people have a lot of discussion: "Alas, none of the excellent bloodlines are eligible to join. This Dragon Guardian has a high threshold. I am afraid that the Holy Knights of the Holy Light Church are no different."
"Yeah, for other places, not to mention green, even the white bloodline is enough for the average city owner to focus on cultivation. Even the worst gray bloodline means at least it can become a professional. Like this, it was thrown away as trash. "
"Yeah, the captain of the city's main guards in some cities is nothing more than an excellent level of blood, and it is really not easy for the dragon city guards."
During the speech, another strong man jumped on the stage to be identified. The strong man exuded an extremely dangerous atmosphere, his strength was quite powerful, and the crystal ball also showed a dark blue color.
"Um, bloodlines close to the rare level, good. It's a defensive bloodline that prefers the shield battle route, then it is even rarer." The white robe nodded. "Unfortunately, the Dragon City guards don't lack shield guards, you Go on. "
The strong man was shocked inexplicably: "Next, go down !? But I ..."
Without talking, Pastor Bai Pao reached out and pushed, and the strong man fell without resistance.
After all, although he has excellent potential, and has been tempered and powerful, he is still vulnerable to high-level professionals. However, after the strong man was knocked down from the high platform, he was quickly surrounded by several nobles dressed in noble clothes, and he tried to win over his own forces.
The selection of the Guardians of the Dragon City is very strict, and being eliminated may not necessarily be weak, but maybe Dragon City does not need it. But for others, those who are eliminated are still extremely precious resources.
"In general, only blue-purple blood, which is close to the epic level, will join the Dragon Guardian steadily, but how can the blue-purple bloodline be so common? I have lived in Shanjin Town for decades and witnessed every selection Ceremony, so far the blue-violet bloodline has only appeared less than ten times. Each appearance has greatly shocked the people of Dragon City. "
A white-haired shimmering Jinzhen said with emotion.
"Excuse me, have you seen the blood of the Breton dragon in these years?"
A young voice rang next to the old man ’s ear, but the old man turned around and saw a strange face.
"Hello, I am a scholar from Kyushu. I really want to know about the local customs." The young man smiled slightly, and the smile contained a special power, which made the old man unconsciously relax his vigilance.
"Is the blood of the Breton dragon family?" The old man touched his beard and was quite proud in his tone: "Of course there have been many times, after all, this is Bretonia. Even the blood of the Breton dragon family, even No matter how thin the content is, the lowest is green, usually blue or even purple. And its real value is much higher than other bloodlines of the same level. I have undergone fifteen selection ceremonies. The priests in the city will give the highest standard of treatment and entertain them alone. Hey, that ’s the pride of our Bretonians! "
"Entertainment alone? I see, thank you."
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After one challenger came to the stage and got off the stage again, the time passed by quickly. It seemed that it did n’t take long for a long time to pass. The sun was sinking, and a long platform pulled up from the square pulled out a long Long shadow.
Half a day, a lot of excellent bloodlines have indeed been selected, and more than 20 people have reached the Dragon City standard. Among them, there are three locals in Shanjin Town, and there is also a blood of the Breton Dragon, which is quite a good result. After all, I heard that the reputation of the selection ceremony came, but most of the people in Brightonia, and even outside of Brightonia.
As the sun goes down, the people in the Shinjin town also gradually disperse. Most of those who failed in the challenge leave with their entourage, and those who came to see the lively, also felt that the ceremony should almost end, there is nothing to watch.
Bedville, the Dragon City host, quietly waited for a while on the high platform. It has been some time since the last challenger left, and no newcomers came to power. He turned his head and said, "Is it almost over?"
"End? Just these people, how do you end?"
Bedville frowned thickly: "Twenty-three people, isn't it enough?"
The white robe priest took a deep look at him: "You know what I mean."
"... There is already one person, not enough?"
"Your private little actions, when we don't know?" the pastor said, turning his eyes under the high platform. "Here, many of the things that should come up are not coming up."
Bedville snorted: "Don't the Dragon City Guards call for strong arrests, can people who do not want to come up be forced?"
The priest said: "Of course, it is not good to force it, but it can be tempted." During the speech, he spread his palms with a stern smile, and suddenly a strong scent flew away.
Bedwell ’s body trembled: "This is, Ambergris!?"
"Well, yes, it is the irresistible temptation of the Breton dragon clan. I knew you would n’t do things honestly, so I deliberately brought it. I ’d like to see how many dragon clan blood has n’t been in this time Appear. "
"You!?"
"Want to do it? Please, with your strength, killing the three of us is really easy."
Bedville gritted his teeth, but he did not act. The priest ignited the ambergris with holy light, and the delicate fragrance quickly spread to every corner of the shimmering town.
A moment later, the priest on the high platform was satisfied to see that several townsmen in the distance walked here like a lost soul, and secretly thought that this valuable treasure was not in vain.
Although it is inevitable that you will kill chickens and get eggs, but this time you have harvested so much, how can you make money?
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At the same time, Wang Lu, who had lost interest in the selection ceremony and returned to the inn to prepare a meal, was surprised to see the little girl in the kitchen suddenly lost her mind. As if she was hit by something, her body shook slightly, and the plate in her hand fell to the ground unconsciously, and she walked lightly outside, as if she was caught by a ghost.
Wang Lu just felt strange: "Nice, where are you going?"
As soon as the voice fell, Aya beside Wang Lu also stood up.