Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1101 Mirror of virtual reality, blood shadow tracking

The death of a veteran saint opened the cruel prelude to this troubled world.

Many citizens fell into a state of panic. The once high-ranking saint was pulled down from the altar, blood was splashed on the battlefield, and there were no bones left. This kind of news is shocking.

Feeling the precarious atmosphere, Ren held a newspaper in his hand and walked steadily on the street, like an indomitable warrior.

The newspaper contained a lot of content. Apart from the veteran saint "Roaring Hammer" Dimon who died in battle, he also focused on the situation in the southern plains.

It is reported that the recent actions of the demon side are not small. To the south of Xiangcheng Town, nearly two-thirds of the Pugani Plain has been occupied.

The alien Kangao people who lived in the hinterland of the southern plain for generations suffered heavy casualties and were completely defeated.

Except for some tribesmen who migrated out in time, all the Kangao people who defended their homeland were slaughtered. It is conservatively estimated that 10,000+ people died, or were sacrificed by blood, or reduced to rations.

"Hmph, just wait and see."

Ren tore up the newspaper, threw it into the trash can beside him, and strode forward.

He just learned an important news in the newspaper.

The blood prince Hammond seemed to be seriously injured, and he fled into the southern plain with several blood princes who were also seriously injured, and had joined the army of demons there.

'Who wounded Prince Hammond? '

Ren was a little puzzled.

He and Artoria killed the blood prince Mahat. Although the traces were dealt with, they may not be able to hide the truth.

He has been paying attention to the news of Mahat's father, Prince Hammond, during this time.

But the other party seemed to be quite embarrassed, and had been busy running for his life, and had no intention of coming to trouble him at all.

The newspapers also didn't say who hit Prince Hammond badly...

"Whatever, it's better not to trouble the labor and management." Ren muttered.

On the southern plains, he has a lot of enemies.

Blood Prince Hammond, he killed the opponent's son.

Prince Alberto of the Devil, in Earl Macray's house, was knocked out by him.

Grand Duke Harosh, in the dark cave, was beheaded by him and Michelle to kill the strongest clone of the main battle.

Marcus, the Duke of Ghouls, was accidentally destroyed by him in the secret promotion ceremony of Grand Duke.

Moreover, Prince Milo and Prince Christian are most likely behind the fall of Earl Maclaye.

But he killed Earl Macray, tantamount to destroying the plans of those big figures in the demon camp.

……

Counting it down, he and Lei are really enemies everywhere.

Those high-ranking demon descendants on the southern plains of Farolan were almost offended by him.

"Before I knew it, I had offended so many people."

Ren counted his enemies, and there were quite a few of them. If these people came to take revenge together, he would not be able to stand it.

Fortunately, during this time, everyone seems to be quite busy...

It's better to be busy.

So far, there are already Milo, Christian and Hammond three dark princes in the southern plain.

There are more than [-] demon descendants of the Dark Grand Duke level, and Luke, the werewolf Grand Duke who made a big splash last night, is one of the best.

Last night, Luke ambushed Dimon, one of the ten great saints of Faroland. After half an hour of fierce fighting between the two sides, he tore the famous fifth-order berserker in Faroland to pieces with his sharp claws. , causing many people in the kingdom to panic...

.........

At nine o'clock in the evening, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Wrapped in a black cloak, Ren came to the old town and entered the black market from an underground bar.

Today's black market is very lively, and there are obviously more people.

Someone held a newspaper in his hand and said with a heavy face, "Even Lord Dimon died in battle. Alas, this world is really becoming more and more dangerous."

"It made me want to leave the Kingdom of Faroland."

"Pull it down, isn't it a chaotic world now? Danger is also an opportunity. If it weren't for the acquiescence of the high-level officials of the kingdom, do you think the black market can be so prosperous in the past few years? There have been notes from the 7th Bureau to sweep it up, and the shops here will at least be seized. Half." Someone sneered.

When Ren heard this, he subconsciously nodded slightly to express his approval.

In peaceful times, the kingdom or the entire aristocratic class will suppress and restrict the supernatural beings among the people.

The forces of all parties strictly block potions, information on professional paths, and various supernatural materials. Large and small black markets are often blocked by the 7th Bureau, and it is difficult for ordinary people to embark on the path of supernatural.

However, during the war years, the restrictions and blockades in this regard were appropriately relaxed.

Because the nobles need cannon fodder.

They occupy a large amount of resources, and using this as a temptation, they can easily drive low- and middle-level ordinary people to work hard.

So now many black markets are almost semi-open.

Ordinary people are not afraid of death, they can also come in and wander around, try to walk on the path of the extraordinary, as to whether they can go back alive safely depends on good fortune.

"By the way, do you know the origin of this werewolf Grand Duke Luke?"

"The Grand Duke of the Moon Wolf Clan, a friend of Prince Miro, a few years ago, Prince Miro was hunted down by Gonzalez and the elite troops of the Knights Templar, and besieged in the southern Kingdom of Casevia. .

Miro and Gonzalez fought fiercely and were at a stalemate. In the end, Luke, the Grand Duke of the werewolf, suddenly appeared and tore apart the defense line of the church organization by surprise...

Later, Prince Miro took his subordinates and escaped into the southern plains of our Faroland. It happened that the Supreme Council (the decision-making body of the demon camp) decided to test the strength of humans in the sixth era in this place. "

"I see."

"Why can't Lord Dimon beat Grand Duke Luke the werewolf? He is a real fighter, and he is definitely not a prestige." Someone asked in puzzlement.

"Incompetence is incompetence, there is nothing to say." Someone said indifferently.

"Don't say that, the Moon Wolf clan is a very powerful branch of werewolves. The blood of this clan is powerful and talented. It will increase in strength on a moonlit night, and it is very fierce."

"That's right, don't mention Dimon, I think that among the ten great saints of Faroland, none of them, 'Queen of the Nightmare' Lucy, 'Horn of the Dawn' Wade, can beat Luke the Werewolf...Of course, Karl Except for the Chief."

"No, don't spoil your prestige with others' aspirations."

"That's the way it is. Demons, werewolves, demons, and vampires are the four most powerful races among demons. The dark princes of these four races are not comparable to the dark princes of small and medium-sized races such as ghouls, night goblins, and gargoyles." .”

"Is there such a distinction?"

"Of course, Grand Duke Luke of the Werewolf is close to the level of the Prince of Darkness, and he is from a famous family of demons. Unless he is a senior saint with a double fifth-order route, only middle-level saints like Gonzales and Chief Carl can kill him." him."

"I don't believe that Princess Sophie, Michelle, Viscount Ackerman, these top geniuses who have been promoted to the fifth level will definitely not love him."

"Pull it down. They just broke through not long ago. I don't think anyone can beat the werewolf Grand Duke Luke except the 'head dog' Hal of the Witcher Association."

……

Ren listened to everyone's discussion without expressing any opinions, and walked into the depths of the black market.

Anyone can give advice.

He didn't bother to argue, whether it was a mule or a horse, he pulled it out for a walk.

In his eyes, Grand Duke Luke was just a dog.

If you don't, if you do, you'll be beaten to death...

In the corner, the witch's pharmacy was still half dead and deserted.

Anyone who sees the black abyss python entrenched at the door of the shop with its bloody mouth wide open and staring at it will subconsciously take a detour.

This is a king-level beast that can threaten the human sanctuary, enough to scare away many customers.

In the black market, those who dare to enter this store are basically high-level extraordinary people above the master level.

"There are clear and sweet springs here, and there are luxuriant grasses here.

Fierce warriors, there are woodlands here.

Here I will spend my spare days by your side.

Now an insane passion draws you into harsh wars—

The weapons of gods and devils, under the shadow of swords and swords, fight against the enemy..."

Inside the shop, the witch Josephine was holding a book and reading aloud.

"Oh, you are still reciting the epic "Reynolds Expedition". Since when did you have such an elegant mood?"

Ren entered the shop, walked to the witch, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Reynolds Expedition", a classic epic, records the story during the "Hundred Years of Jihad" in the Fourth Epoch.

The hero of the epic——Reynolds Cavendish, the [Berserker] profession, is the right-hand man of Pluto of the North Sea.

He participated in the heroic expedition organized by the Holy Alliance, and finally died in the Western Wilderness of the mainland, and was killed by the Nightmare Lord of the Blood Race.

"Don't you know? Saint Dimon, who died in battle last night, is a descendant of Raynor, although the Cavendish family of Farolan is just a branch."

The witch Josephine closed the book and winked at him, looking very charming.

This was something Ren didn't know. He crossed his legs and said disdainfully:
"Then what's the matter with you, an evil witch? Could it be that you are still mourning Dimon who died in battle, and squeezed two crocodile tears?"

Hearing this, the witch Josephine was not happy. She put her hands on her hips and stared at him:
"Little ghost, it's really ugly to speak, what do you know, the nightmare witch of that era, was Renault's mistress.

Because of this, I can know some things about the past of Pluto of the North Sea, the Bloody Queen. "

Ren: "..."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder the witch knew the deeds of Pluto of the North Sea quite well. There used to be a nightmare witch who was Lei Nuo's mistress, and Lei Nuo was the deputy of Pluto of the North Sea.

"It's a pity that Lei Nuo didn't become the strongest after all, and was killed by the Nightmare Lord. The Pluto of the North Sea came a step late and failed to save him." The witch sighed.

Ren suddenly realized something, pinched the witch's chin, and said with a playful smile:
"You nightmare witches of all ages, don't you really like to invest or lure those top talents?
The Sword Master of the Starry Sky, Renault, were all related to the Nightmare Witch, and both fell midway. "

Coincidentally, these two actually have the appearance of kings, but they are both stuck in the last step.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Josephina slapped his hands off, crossed her arms, and said arrogantly, "Sister, I won't rely on men, and I won't take advantage of you kid."

"You give it for nothing, I may not be willing to sleep." Ren said disdainfully.

Witch: "..."

(╬▔dish▔)
The witch was so angry that 34D's plump chest trembled, almost wanting to hit someone, she took a few deep breaths, gritted her teeth and said:

"Little devil, what are you doing here looking for sister?"

"I'm leaving here and going to the capital."

"No way."

The witch was startled, covered her red cherry mouth, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "You don't want to kill Queen Katie, do you?"

Ren: "..."

(ー_ー)!!
Does he look so reckless, so aggressive?

Ren rolled his eyes and said, "Do I look stupid? Even if you're not afraid of Queen Katie, you have to give the royal family some face."

"That's true."

The witch looked straight, nodded and said, "After all, she is a descendant of Emperor William the Great."

Many people now underestimate the Roland royal family - the Clement family.

Back then, Emperor William the Great ruled the Fifth Era, but he was as famous as the Storm God of the Fourth Era and the Sun King of the Third Era.

A hundred years ago, Faroran wanted to go to war with the giant in the west, the San Joan Empire. You know, the San Joan Empire was the headquarters of the church, and Emperor Charlemagne still dared to lead troops to the border of the empire...

This conflict ended with the disbandment of the Fire Dragon Knights and the "suicide" of Emperor Charlemagne.

But if there is no effort at all, will Faroran be stupid enough to go to war with the San Joan Empire?

Ren shrugged: "So I don't understand those people outside, isn't it just that Dimon died? What a big deal, Faroran is not that fragile."

This is the hometown of "The Conqueror" William the Great. It was known as the Iron and Blood Kingdom back then, and it was not a small second-rate or third-rate country.

For some small countries on the mainland, there are only two or three saints, and the death of one of them is a major event that shakes the foundation of the country.

"Many people don't know the special features of this kingdom, so they will naturally be terrified, even if they have some knowledge, they don't think so." The witch smiled.

If Farolan was easy to deal with, the demons would have already launched an attack to destroy the country.

Prince Miro was defiant, and Prince Christian of the goblin tribe even touched the realm of a monarch, but they still did not act rashly, for fear of being caught by Emperor William the Great.

That's why Earl Macray's depravity happened, but he just wanted to test the background of the royal family.

"The war is still going on, and it won't end soon... You came to me, didn't you just want to say something?" The witch stared at him and asked.

"It's so nice to see you, I just want to see you."

The witch smiled on the surface: "Hehe."

Ren spread his hands and said, "Okay, I need some information about the underground world."

"Which information?"

"The Clown of the Night, the Sect of Eternal Life, and... the Shadowsongers."

Witch: "..."

('Δ)!
The night clown was fine, and the witch Josephina was taken aback when she heard the sect of immortality and the singer of the shadows.

She immediately stood up, closed the shop door, knocked on several organs on the wall, and seven or eight different rune barriers and spell shields were activated, forming a strong partition with the outside world.

She grabbed Ren's hand, her face changed again and again, and said:

"Did you mess with the Eternal Life Sect and the Shadowsingers?"

"No, just understand and take precautions." Ren shook his head.

Hearing this, the witch was obviously relieved, she patted her chest, her tense expression eased, she sat on the wicker chair, and looked at him suspiciously: "You mustn't seek death, kid."

"No way, it scares you, isn't it so scary?" Ren said.

"Didn't I tell you? The Shadow Singers used to be the most powerful organization in the underground world, controlled by the great undead magister Areister.

As for the Eternal Life Sect, it was his son, Aleister Jr., who controlled it. "

"Little Aleister?"

"That's right, just like his father, he is also a Necromancer. Both father and son are lunatics, perverted, inhuman, worse than demon descendants, two outright scum, deserve to die ten thousand times!"

The witch cursed Aleister and his son, her face was pale, with unconcealable fear in her eyes, and even her delicate body was trembling slightly.

Obviously, she was very afraid of the father and son who were necromancers.

Seeing her so frightened and losing her composure, Ren felt even more how terrifying the reputation of the great magister of the undead, Areister, is in the underground world.

But this is also understandable.

Aleister is a terrifying existence who dared to kill the elders of the natural school, bloodbathed the Great Temple of Brunn, raped and then killed the saints of the previous church, and slaughtered a country with an army of undead.

The number one villain in the millennium, this is how people on the mainland of Saigon evaluate him.

"His son, what level is little Aleister?" Ren asked.

He also didn't want to provoke that formidable, undead magister who was almost the number one villain in Saigon mainland.

But who told him to be Helen's son-in-law, he might not be noticed by the other party in the future.

"Now it should be comparable to the Prince of Darkness, similar to Gonzales."

The witch recalled for a while, and said, "More than 40 years ago, Gonzales hunted and killed little Arrest, but later he fell into a trap, fell into a trap, nearly died, and was finally rescued by Helen.

So Gonzalez has been thinking about Helen, even though she is married. "

Ren: "..."

It's a good time to save the hero.

Moreover, this guy, Captain Gang, has the ambition of a thief, and he still misses his mother-in-law until now.

"You won't offend the Shadow Singers and the Eternal Life Sect, will you?"

The witch looked at him suspiciously, and reminded, "Then I advise you to hide obediently, or go to the headquarters of the Witcher Association to seek shelter, otherwise, you will die."

Almost all the guys who offended Arrest, the great magister of the undead, were tortured and killed by that old pervert.

His son Aleister Jr. is also a scumbag and a beast, who commits all kinds of rape and robbery.

Back then, little Aleister even wanted to kill her and rape her, but luckily she hid quickly, otherwise...

Ren sneered, completely unfazed by the famous Aleister father and son, and sneered:
"Pull it down, it's just two outdated stray dogs. How arrogant and evil they were back then, they are now so miserable and humble."

Fifty years ago, Aleister, who had been rampant all the time, finally suffered retribution. He was almost beaten to death by the elders of the natural school, his body was destroyed, and his soul was severely injured.

These years, he has no news at all, even if he is still alive, it is impossible to have the strength of the peak period.

As for little Aleister...

Ha ha.

If he really dared to show up, someone from Lei would dare to kill him, and let him know the power of the Immortal Golden Body + Sword Master realm.

Ren's domineering words shocked the witch.

She looked at the fearless young man on the opposite side, her eyes were dazed, and she was in a trance.

It was the first time for her to see someone who did not love the notorious Aleister and his son at all, calling them two outdated dogs.

Young and frivolous?

Fearless?

But no matter what, she didn't have this kind of courage, nor did the nightmare witches of all ages. That's why most of them wandered all their lives, but none of them became the strongest.

The witch raised her mouth and smiled sweetly: "Little man, don't brag, you are still far behind."

Ren rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and asked, "Give me the information of the underground organizations such as the Night Clown, the Eternal Life Sect, and the Shadow Singers. It is best to have the information of the high-level personnel."

Aleister and his son probably haven't noticed him yet. They are mainly wary of the natural school and the church, and they hate Helen and Gonzalez the most.

But it can be understood and prevented in advance.

He didn't want to wait for the other party to kill him, he knew nothing about the enemy.

The witch Josephina hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, but you have to pay for the information."

He wanted too much intelligence and information, worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Ren shook his head and said, "Sorry, I won't give you a cent."

"you……"

"Josephina, don't forget our agreement. You will be my servant and handmaid from now on. I think it's better for you to be more generous to your future master now."

"..."

The witch pouted and glared at him angrily.

I don't know what she thought, but she really gave it, and didn't ask Ren for gold coins in the end.

Ren got what he wanted and strode away.

The witch stood at the door of the shop, fiddled with her bangs, and watched his back as he left gracefully, her beautiful eyes were filled with sadness and confusion.

I always felt that she didn't see through this little man.

He is completely different than he was a few months ago.

At that time, he was still a little unconfident, a little cautious, cautious, looking forward and backward, compared with the most powerful people in the long river of history, he lacked some sharpness, lacked a kind of domineering, lacked a sense of pride...

Don't underestimate things like mood, the more important it is in the later stage.

All the most powerful people must have their own invincible "potential", which cannot be imitated by other strong people.

"Perhaps, he will go farther than the Sword Master of the Starry Sky, Renault."

The witch muttered to herself.

Compared to the previous generations of nightmare witches, her luck seems to be better?
.........

In the next period of time, Ryan was very busy, saying goodbye to some acquaintances in the city.

He went to the Brave Mansion and chatted with some members of the Demon Hunters Association in this city. Of course, this time they all called the president.

Strictly speaking, it is the president of the branch, but in Farolan, you can also be called the president.

A few days ago, Mr. Carragher, the vice president from the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Association, gave him the black-patterned gold seal and the beacon fire order, and has already announced the matter to the public.

He has officially become the top leader of the Demon Hunters Association in the Faroland Kingdom.

"Shocked, Viscount Ackerman has been appointed as the president of the Witcher Association and the Faroran Branch! "

Yes, newspapers were printed and published.

It's a pity that one of the top ten saints in Faro -- "Roaring Hammer" Dimon died in battle, and the front page was robbed, so he could only be the second most popular.

Ren was a little depressed.

He is in the OP world, grabbing other people's headlines every day, but he didn't expect Feng Shui to take turns, and this time he was also snatched by others, Wang Feng...cough cough.

Considering that Dimon was already dead, and he died miserably, and was torn to pieces by Grand Duke Luke, he didn't care about him.

After that, Ren went to Melova University and had a few drinks with Dean Jose of the School of Mysteries.

There will be nothing else after that.

He has been to Wilson Manor many times. He doesn't have a wide circle of friends and needs to say goodbye, except for Aunt Lucy.

.........

Before I knew it, it was the night before departure.

Wren stood in front of a full-length mirror at home, changed into a blue suit and tie, and prepared the old goat's house for a banquet and a few drinks.

Yes, Master Nicholas is very high-profile, and he will leave here tomorrow. He threw a big banquet, hoping that the whole city will know that the great him is bidding farewell to this city.

Ren put on his formal clothes, picked up his umbrella and keys, and went out.

Not long after he left, a dark figure quickly approached in a nearby alley, watching the small villa of Ackerman's family.

It is night now, cold and clear, and it is raining lightly, and the sound of rain is pattering.

In the alley, the buildings of gray earth and stone bricks have gradually eroded under the erosion of years of rain.

Through the quiet street, you can see the slim back of the blood prince Terena.

Her complexion is extremely white, her face is indifferent, she is wearing a tight-fitting pure black leather jacket with rose patterns, the hem of the cloak flutters in the wind, her figure is faintly visible with uneven curves, showing off her curvaceous beauty wantonly.

In her hand, a bloody pointer trembled and turned, guiding her to Ackerman's house.

"Viscount Ackerman."

On a rainy night, there was no one on the street, and the blood prince Terena stood alone in front of the entrance in the front yard of the villa, with some doubts in her dark red pupils.

Strange, why is it pointing to this place?

The pointer in her hand is the shrunken famous gun - "Blood Elegy", generally speaking, it will point to the place where Her Majesty's breath is strongest.

Terena was puzzled, and instead of rushing into the villa, she took out a mirror from the storage ring.

One of the top ten holy artifacts of the blood clan - the magic mirror of virtual reality.

This mirror is a triangular prism with a triangular cross-section, transparent and a little crimson throughout, but there are many faintly visible dark golden runes on the mirror surface, with three sides, one is illusory, the other is real, and the other is chaotic.

Pointing the magic mirror at himself, Terena's figure became unreal as soon as it was illuminated.

She jumped into the villa, and none of the barriers, traps, and traps set up by Ren along the way were triggered, as if she was a mass of air.

(End of this chapter)