Go forward at full speed!

Facts proved how correct the decision made by Cyril was. When a group of four-hoof creatures ran over the long bridge as if they were not physically exhausted, quickly crossing the middle section of the long bridge. When they entered the last section, Cyril looked back and found that the fog on the water surface behind him had dissipated, and half of the water element floated on the water surface, and a bunch of water balls were rubbed in his hands.

Ranged attack!

Seeing this scene, Memphira almost fell off the back of the silver deer. If it weren't for Cyril's decisive command, they should have "bathed" under the water balls thrown by the water elements in the middle of the long bridge!

Can take a dead bath!

But at this time, they could throw the water bombs far behind and pass through the remaining part of the long bridge very comfortably.

There was no obstruction from the extra-large water monkey or water king, nor did there be any elements that left these water elements to block the road. However, three waves of water elements were released on the road, but for Cyril, who had mastered the "wind string technique" at this time, it was just a bunch of experience packages.

Level 45.

The encounter on the long bridge helped Cyril move closer to level 50. Although it was different from the leveling practices Cyril imagined in the Amasir region, the result was the same.

This last section of the road seemed particularly relaxed, which made Cyrill, who was on the back of the silver deer, finally took the time to examine his status:

Cyril Adrien, half-elf, male [Acting Commander of the Knights of Silver Blade] [Moon Crow: The Watcher of the Moon Spring] (Panel 1)

Level: 45

Career: Practitioner Knight (42/50) [Assignable Level: 0]

Element pool: enabled. Main attribute: wind. Characteristics: all-image wind shape.

(Panel 2: Not untie)

(Panel 3: The Origin of the World: Not Open)

The title of acting leader of the Silver Blade Knights is still hanging on the top of his head, and in addition, the newly hung [Moon Crow] made Cyril never think of what it represents for a while.

Can you get the training method of the Moon Crow Corps? It’s thankful that this half-baked system can replicate these.

Therefore, Cyril's focus is not on this, but on the level.

If you are still eight levels away, you can become a regular knight and enter the professional sequence.

"The game really starts from becoming a regular person." This sentence is popular in [The Road of Race], but it is not wrong. After becoming a regular person, the professionals' use of their skills and power will be greatly improved.

The world of players is different from that of NPC. The improvement of strength among players is just double the data of rows. After they have enough experience, they can improve their realm after reaching the level.

But for NPCs, it is not that easy to be promoted to a professional, and the increase in strength is by no means as simple as the increase in numerical value.

At this time, Cyril was full of expectations for the world after being promoted to a profession. He was only eight levels away from level 50 of the profession level. In this magic plain with rich rewards, they had just stepped into the main map.

As for the second panel that he didn't know when it would be opened, he was not in a hurry, nor could he be in a hurry, even though he knew that this panel was inseparable from the undead - after all, the two attributes of night vision and reduced hatred range are easy to use, and they are also sufficient for now.

The third panel, the panel from the original heart of the earthly world, cannot be activated at this moment because the heart is still on Nerora Sinai and is bound to Nerora.

However, Cyril had some ideas. He felt that he did have some talent in spells. Perhaps the atmospheric mage is a good choice.

He looked at his equipment again. The tense situation before made him have no time to think about many things. Only when he relaxed, he had time to review some strange things—

"Hey, wake up, don't sleep."

Cyril reached out and tapped the pendant pressed under the necklace, and immediately replied to his muffled sound:

"Okay, okay, stop knocking, if you don't move the necklace a little, I can't even sleep."

The God of Gray seemed extremely tired. He was pitiful, a rare new god who was born in the world, was actually worn on his neck and placed without hesitation, and was bullied by the strange thing.

What a bad luck guy.

Cyril had no sympathy for the God of Grey: "I ask you, what happened to me before?"

"What happened? Are there few strange things happening to you? You can still come back to your senses when your mental fluctuations are like that. I thought your consciousness was about to be swallowed-"

"Wait? Consciousness devours? What are you talking about?" He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the gray god was talking about what he was talking about when facing the flag holder. If it weren't for the sudden burning sensation from the nameless necklace on his neck that awakened him, he might have really been trapped in the endless battle cry of the moon crow.

"I'm not talking about this, it's my sword." Cyril shook his head. The necklace had a very big background, and he didn't expect to crack it in the near future. The key was his weapon. He remembered that before entering the plain, the sword almost sucked his magic power-

"Oh... you're talking about this sword." The gray god pondered, "It may be in a dusty state. If you can provide enough magic power, you probably can unblock it?"

"Enough magic? How much is that?" Cyril frowned. This is not cooking, so where did you get enough and small amounts?

"Absolutely, your element pool will be expanded and expanded... Ah! Can you tell me some reason!" The gray god was just talking and suddenly screamed, but Cyril pressed the nameless necklace onto the pendant, and He screamed in pain.

Cyrilly ignored Him, simply cut off communication with Him and moved forward with concentration.

He has a lot of equipment, and his bone breastplate is even more of a top-quality armor, but he does not have a complete suit.

[Girl's Thought] This short crossbow is of extraordinary attributes and can face a magical plain dominated by elemental creatures and necro creatures.

As for special effects equipment such as Hemo's travel clothing, it is estimated that only extreme personal playgrounds can be used.

Since the sword in his hand cannot be improved in a short period of time, he doesn't think much about it. If he is lucky, he may be able to strengthen it from the magic plain. But if he really can't produce equipment, there is nothing he can do.

Just improve the level equipment skills, he is not greedy at all.

He no longer released the wind string technique, allowing his wind element pool to enter a fast recovery state. Since resonating with the Tree of Life, he found that the wind element not only expanded its capacity, but also had a speed of recovery that was better than before, which provided a guarantee for his continuous combat.

They just watched the fog in front of them gradually dissipate, and the hazy and huge city shadow in the distance gradually became clear.

When the last section of the long bridge was also crossed by them and the four hooves fell on the solid land again, the towering city wall, as white as snow, was already in front of them.
Chapter completed!