Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 553
After several attempts, Rhodes established a spiritual connection with the broom.

Through this simple spiritual connection, the broom will fly as Rhodes wants it to.

Rhodes took out a strong hemp rope from the space ring, tied the broom to the white horse's belly, and then sat on the white horse's back.

"Let's go!" Rhodes thought.

The broomstick tied to the belly of the white horse flew up, taking the two of them towards the finish line of the race.

Even with this kind of weight, the speed of the broomstick is not slow. Although it can't keep up with the time when the witch controls it personally, it can't be compared with the white horse, but it is slightly faster than Rhodes.

Although sitting on the back of a white horse is not very comfortable, it is still much better than sitting on a broom.

After experiencing the feeling of sitting on a broom and flying into the air just now, Rhodes decided that he would never sit directly on it like this again.

"Forget it, let me come down and run by myself. This kind of behavior is cheating. Even if I win, I will be laughed at by that turtle." The white horse said suddenly.

"Did you set the rules before the race?" Rhodes asked.

"It's ordered." Baima replied.

"Did you say you can't use this broom?" Rhodes asked again.

"It seems... not." The white horse shook his head.

"Yeah, since it's not banned, it's not cheating to do it.

And you are indeed faster than that turtle, and the reason for losing every time is because of that lake. " Rhodes continued.

"I still want to run by myself, and now I have recovered." Baima insisted.

"Alright then." Rhode stopped the broom with a thought.

The white horse slowly landed on the ground, took a deep breath, and ran forward.

Rhodes put the broom back into the interspatial ring, so he can use the broom when he has time to make a cushion, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to sit on it.

Maybe it was affected by the witch's spell before, the speed of the white horse is slower than before, but it is also faster than that big turtle.

"Since you want to win so much, why did you run for a while and rest before reaching that lake?" Rhodes asked curiously.

"I don't know. Every time the race starts, I always want to save face for the turtle and not throw it too far." White Horse replied.

Influenced by the story, become proud for no reason?

Rhodes was a little bored sitting on the back of the white horse, and took out the crystal bottle from the white pigeon from the space ring.

After such a long time, there was a lot of water in the bottle again.

With a smirk, he picked up the bottle and drank the water in it.

This crystal bottle and the water produced in it are all condensed by human fantasy. After drinking it, Rhodes felt that his soul had strengthened a bit.

It seems that the effect of the plague of the wise has failed.

Rhodes restrained his smile.

Recalling what he did after being affected by the Calamity of the Wise, Rhodes felt very ashamed.

But very happy.

It seems that since elementary school, I seldom experience this simple happiness...

It's a pity, now that the soul has become stronger, it will not be affected by the effect of the plague of the wise in the future.

Rhodes closed his eyes and carefully checked his body.

He was affected by the negative effects of the Wise Men's Calamity before, and he did many irrational things, such as integrating the internal force and magic power in his body.

After careful inspection, Rhodes found that his body was very normal, without any damage, but became stronger under the nourishment of the internal force obtained by this fusion.

At this moment, the ground began to shake violently.

Rhodes opened his eyes and found a huge gully on the ground in front of him.

Water from nowhere filled the gully, forming a wide river.

The white horse slowed down and finally stopped by the river.

"The end is just in front of this river. If it weren't for this river, I should have reached the end by now." It said.

"This river is not wide, you can swim across it." Rhodes said while jumping off the white horse.

The white horse hesitated for a while, and finally jumped into the river and slowly swam towards the opposite bank.

Rhodes used Qinggong to step on the water and ran to the other side of the river to wait for the white horse. He wanted to know what would happen if the white horse won the race.

At this time, the big tortoise appeared at the end of Rhodes' vision, and the white horse was about to go ashore.

Pfft!
The big tortoise jumped into the river and watched the white horse reach the other side with a look of despair.

The white horse neighed and rushed forward. After running beside a very thick tree, it stopped.

The ashen-faced big tortoise climbed onto the bank and walked slowly to the big tree.

"This time you won." The big turtle sighed.

Rhodes noticed tears flickering around the white horse's eye sockets.

Are you so excited?

"But just this time, next time I will definitely defeat you like before." The big tortoise said again.

"There will be no next time, I am going to leave here." Baima said: "I suddenly found that I used to be like a doll controlled by fate, doing the same meaningless thing over and over again."

"Why doesn't that make sense?" asked the big turtle.

The white horse shook his head, turned to look at Rhodes: "Where are you going? I will send you there, and then go to pursue my freedom."

Rhodes was a little surprised. After winning the race, did the white horse gain detachment?
Detach from the original story and completely become a "creature" with self-awareness.

Just as Rhodes was thinking about this, a broad and brilliant beam of light rose from the body of the white horse, and it was bathed in this light.

Not long after, the light went off to reveal the white horse inside, which looked vastly different from before.

The breath of a demigod?
Rhodes stared at the white horse in surprise.

But after a while, he figured it out, the white horse was originally produced by the fantasy of countless people, and there was not much difference between the fantasy of those people and the power of faith.

The power of belief accumulated over countless years is estimated to be much more than that accumulated by most demigods who collect beliefs in their lifetime.

Now that it has gotten rid of its shackles and truly become a "creature", it is not surprising that it was directly promoted to a demigod.

"How do you feel?" Rhodes asked.

"I saw everything about me, so I was really just a puppet..." Baima smiled wryly.

"What are you talking about?" asked the big turtle.

"Nothing." The white horse shook its head, looked at the big tortoise with a look of pity, and then turned to look at Rhodes: "I know where you are going, and I know how to get you back. Take you there, and then I will follow you to that world to see."

"Don't be so anxious, I have to find someone before we go back," Rhodes said.

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(End of this chapter)