As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

However, this time the blood of the false king was beyond imagination.

Even though Envy barely reached Sequence 6, with the power of the Grim Reaper, he was still strong enough to rival those in the upper to mid-level of Sequence 6.

However, Roy relied on his low-level body to overcome the absolute gap between the middle and low levels and killed the strong man of Sequence 6!

Barnes had to admit that the opponent was difficult to deal with and that it was too risky to face the enemy alone.

but......

"We each have our own grudges against the False King's Blood. However, it seems the friends of [Scorching Eyes] have nothing to do with the False King's Blood, right? Do we really need the High Priest to mobilize such a large force?"

Sequence 6, Source Level , can already be called a high priest, and there are only a handful of such people in any cult.

You have to know that the cultists who attacked the Citadel before were just Sequence 7 priests, and they only barely reached Sequence 6 with the blessing of the evil god's power.

The High Priest's true combat power is completely comparable to that of a Sequence 5!

While the opponent was certainly powerful, [Eye of Blazing Flame] itself had been embroiled in the internal strife within the Kingdom of Golden Sands, steadily declining. Barnes wasn't afraid, and even felt a surge of disdain, believing the opponent was intent on stealing the spoils.

The Fire Emblem Monk remained silent, but the young woman, seeing Barnes' true intentions, smiled and said, "[Eyes of Burning Flame] has recently been oppressed by the Kingdom of Golden Sands. They only seek the Dragon Flame of the Pseudo-King's blood to strengthen their power, not any other spoils of war."

"Moreover, the blood of this generation's false king has close ties with various major forces, and there is no guarantee that he will not be escorted by powerful people. The High Priest came here just to be on the safe side."

After hearing the explanation, Barnes said nothing more.

However, the blue-robed boy in the corner, [Octopus] An Wen tremblingly raised a water-blue octopus tentacle.

"Um, onee-san..."

"Let me make this clear first, okay? Do you really have a good chance of winning?"

Chapter 62: Master and Disciple

If victory cannot be guaranteed, the Abyss Lurker will not help.

More than twenty years ago, the [Abyss Lurkers] also participated in the hunt for the Blood of the False King. However, because of their failure, they were hated by the black-haired girl, who launched a bloody revenge, severely damaging the entire sect.

To be honest, the followers of the Lord of the Abyss would rather focus on dealing with the Kingdom of the South China Sea rather than getting involved in the muddy waters of the false king's blood.

Who would have thought that a few days ago, the false Blood of the King went crazy for some reason, and ordered a mixed fleet composed of Lionheart Knights, descendants of energy, adventurers, and church masters to kill their way through the South China Sea and slaughter all the monsters that they had spent years raising!

Even rabbits bite when they are cornered. How can the cultists who are bullied endure the humiliation for no reason?

In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, An Wen demanded that this time the preparations must be foolproof!

Either don't take action, or fight and kill to prevent future troubles.

When the girl heard this, she spread her hands and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Do not worry."

"The protection of the dragon and the vampires, Sequence 7's [Iron Blood], a golden-winged griffin, and at most one mid-level guard... We already know everything about Roy Ironblood." The chestnut-haired girl slowly clenched her fists.

"With the support of everyone here, we have all the trump cards we need to defeat him. This time, he will undoubtedly die!"

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The sun is high in the sky and the sand stretches out.

The boundary between the sky and the Gobi Desert is twisted and undulating due to the high temperature. The vast expanse of sand seems to have no end, as if it will never end.

Beneath the unchanging yellow sand, a golden-winged griffin and a silver giant wolf were seen galloping past, pulling a carriage side by side.

The black-haired boy driving the car looked a little drowsy, obviously tired of the monotonous scenery.

But soon, he had to pay attention to God.

The earth suddenly roared, and a loud noise even more terrifying than the wind and sand could be heard faintly.

The griffin and the silver wolf braked at the same time, glaring at the front with their hair standing on end. The black-haired boy's expression also changed from drowsy to a fierce look, and he jumped off the carriage.

There is something.

Warcraft...and it's a sequence 6 level Warcraft!

Sensing the terrifying aura coming from the depths of the earth, the young man clenched his hand, condensed a long sword, and prepared for battle.

But just as the breath was getting closer and the boy was becoming more nervous, a cold call came from inside the car.

"No need."

"I'll handle it."

The car door was open, her long skirt was swaying, her silver hair was like snow, and her dark blue high-heeled boots fell to the ground. Where her toes touched the ground, there was frost and snow.

At the same time, the earth roared and the ground collapsed.

A huge monster leaped out, creating a sand waterfall that covered the sky.

A Sequence 6 monster, the most dangerous creature in the Gobi Desert, the [Desert Worm]!

The deep yellow worm opened its huge mouth, and its layers of teeth trembled at the same time, flashing a terrifying cold light.

The giant shadow fell at an astonishing speed, coming like a derailed train, and single-handedly raised a violent wave of sand.

In front of this huge monster, the border troops of the Kingdom of Golden Sands have suffered losses repeatedly, and finally had to shamefully leave it alone and let it wander outside.

However, under this overwhelming momentum, the silver-haired girl looked indifferent and unmoved. The wind and snow whistled between her delicate palms, and she waved her hands casually at the incoming enemy.

In an instant, the avalanche arrived.

A snow-colored frozen tide, taller than the surging sand waterfall, collided head-on with it.

Amidst the terrifying sound of impact, sand shattered, snow flew, and the huge worm wailed miserably, but it could neither advance nor retreat. It was drowned alive in the endless chill and solidified into a terrifying ice sculpture.

One point in the vast wilderness was completely dyed with silver frost.

The silver-haired girl opened her thin lips slightly, letting out a faint scent of orchid.

The mist dissipated from the girl's lips, and at that moment, the tall ice sculpture collapsed, collapsed, and turned into ice crystal dust, which dissipated in the wind along with the flying sand and snow.

Looking at this exaggerated scene, the young man was shocked and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The higher the bloodline level, the greater the difference between bloodlines of different grades.

And the one in front of him, Sequence 5 with golden bloodline, the invincible [Ice Rose], the combat power in the original work, is no joke.

Having her is worth more than thousands of gold and horses.

Roy had to admit that the dean's recommendation was absolutely right.

Whether it's the knights of the kingdom or the adventurers of the Citadel, I'm afraid few can compare with Jon Snow.

It was not until the cold wind bit him that the boy came to his senses and set off again.

However, in order to avoid the biting cold wind, the boy first got back into the carriage and let the two Warcraft mounts move forward on their own.

Anyway, this section of official road is a straight line. With the wisdom of Warcraft, there is no need to worry even if no one is driving.

Inside the carriage, Roy felt a little dazed as he looked at the silver-haired girl sitting still opposite him, flipping through a book.

To be honest, he didn't expect Jon Snow to agree to his request for help so easily.

To ask a mid-sequence transcendent to take action, many gifts of thanks such as money, favors, transcendent resources, etc. are indispensable.

Especially when it comes to cultists, even a direct disciple might not be willing to take the risk personally. This is why Roy didn't think of Jon Snow first.

Unexpectedly, after learning of his request, Jon Snow embarked on the journey together without saying a word.

Even if they are direct masters and apprentices, few mentors would be willing to go to this extent for their apprentices, right?

Did the dean promise her some benefits? Or did she really not care about the risks?

All in all, it was hard for Roy not to be grateful.

"Teacher Xue Nuo, I'm really sorry to trouble you on this trip."

"Nothing special, a Sequence 6 monster, nothing to worry about."

The girl said it lightly.

However, Roy noticed that her fingertips holding the book were slightly stiff, and white air was still coming out from between her thin lips.

As the fighting force in the original work, Jon Snow's strength is unquestionable.

However, her abilities are flawed.

For some reasons, Jon Snow did not take the complete family potion, but directly swallowed the extraordinary materials to forcibly stimulate his bloodline.

In a sense, this is even more dangerous than the potions improved by magicians themselves. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

Even though Jon Snow has now reached the level of Sequence 5, his bloodline is still unstable due to his reckless behavior back then. Every time he uses his full strength, his bloodline loses control to a certain extent, and his whole body becomes cold.

Roy couldn't empathize with the girl's suffering, but he could tell from her slightly furrowed brows that she must be feeling bad.

As a mentor, she never mentioned these things, and was unwilling to show weakness in front of her.

But how can I turn a blind eye to it?

Roy took off his coat and handed it to the girl: "Teacher Snow, put it on if you're cold."

Jon Snow raised his head, looking slightly stunned.

"No need. It's just the agitation of the blood vessels. It will be fine after a while."

Roy didn't allow her to show off, and without saying anything, he forced the coat into her: "That being said, if it can keep you warm, there's no need to force it, right?"

"this......"

The silver-haired girl in the coat blinked and was silent for a moment in embarrassment before she asked in confusion, "Why don't you take a blanket?"

Roy was stunned for a moment.

Oops, I’m used to putting coats on Charlotte and the others!

Who would put a coat on a teacher of the opposite sex?

If it is used on Charlotte and the others, it will release the boyfriend power, but if it is used on Jon Snow, it will be disrespectful to the teacher!

"That's right, I'll take it right away."

Roy sneered and reached out to take his coat back, but he couldn't pull it away.

Jon Snow's expression was calm: "That's all. This is not bad either."

"Oh? But..."

"No buts. It saves you from having to unpack and get your stuff."

After Jon Snow finished speaking, he shrank his body slightly, leaving only his eyebrows exposed, then closed his eyes and said no more.

The narrow eyebrows, like frost and snow, stretched slightly, like warm snow melting into water, rippling with a hint of comfort.

The warmth from Roy and the thoughtfulness from the apprentice are not bad.

Seeing that Jon Snow's expression was no longer tense, Roy smiled knowingly.

The wind and snow outside the window have passed, and the sun is shining again.

The boy stared for a while before tiptoeing out of the carriage so as not to disturb his mentor's nap.

Chapter 63: The Tsundere Version is a Little Too Advanced

As soon as Roy returned to the driving seat, he heard Cheese humming in dissatisfaction.

"Big brother really knows how to enjoy himself. Not only do we already have so many females at home, but he even brings a white-haired girl with him when he goes out on adventures!"

Roy almost fell off the car because of being choked: "Hey, hey, hey, Jon Snow is my mentor, don't speak without saying anything, okay?!"

"Besides, why are you so depressed? Don't you have a beautiful white-haired girl too?"

[Cheese] The tiger's body shook.

It looked at the silver wolf beside it, but was glared at fiercely by the wolf in return, and it retracted its neck in fear.

"What, you're not satisfied?"

Even from Roy's human perspective, Jon Snow's little female wolf is quite beautiful.

Unexpectedly, [Cheese] became furious and almost jumped up.

"Why do you think I would like a dog!?"

"...Aren't you all Warcraft?" Roy scratched his head.