Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Wait, this is!"

Amidst the boy's exclamation, a vague shadow emerged from the mist. Although the body was not clearly visible, the red light and name were extremely conspicuous in the white mist.

【Roy Arcat】

Chapter 250 The third chapter is no longer able to leave at will (3k)

In the mist, the black-haired boy stared at the blood-red name in the suddenly changed environment. Although it was temporarily obscured by the mist, the figure was still unclear, but just one name had already caused a severe impact on Roja.

Roy Arcat.

This is an unforgettable name of the Acate family, which represents one of the family's most prosperous periods.

After all, Vincent's era is too far away from the present. For hundreds of years, Acate's patriarchs have more bound the family's glory to Roy, the chosen son. Roja can be said to have been I grew up listening to his stories.

Roja, who knows Roy's journey, naturally knows that this ancestor also studied at St. Freya College, but there is no documented record of the specific situation in the Akat family. As for this kind of thing encountered during the opening ceremony, Luo Ya Ya thought about it, but didn't care.

There is no other reason, the probability is too low.

St. Freya College has been established for more than 900 years. It is estimated that there are more than a thousand ring-holders. The possibility of encountering his own family is almost negligible. It is not clear whether Roy is a ring-bearer.

From a certain point of view, Roja's idea is correct. He did not meet Roy through normal channels, but it is obvious that the current situation is not normal. The return after defeating the Guardian of the Ring did not trigger, but was seamless. Connected to this piece of hills and plains.

There have been strange fluctuations in the secret realm recently.

The words of mentor Chris echoed in the young man's mind, making Roja immediately fully vigilant. There is only one effect of the secret realm in the night of encountering magic, and that is the nullification of death and injury. So after the fluctuation, does this function still exist?

Roja didn't know the answer to this question, and he didn't want to use his own life to verify it. He stared at the bloody red light that represented killing intent, almost reflexively bursting out of mana, and felt the threat from the outside world. And Petra has already been dispatched.

"This feeling... is also [Crown]."

"Little guy! Get behind me!"

A hoarse and majestic voice came one after another, followed by an eager female voice. Glandar's huge body appeared at the forefront, while a giant snake made of rocks surrounded the youth with its body. The two ancient gods simultaneously surrounded the boy. Looking forward, under the gaze of everyone, the mist that covered the figure finally dissipated slowly.

Under the mist is a young man with long black hair. He is slender, wearing an old-style dress hundreds of years ago, with boots on his feet, several medals representing honor pinned to his chest, a long cloak and black The hair fluttered with the breeze, and the golden pupils were as bright as stars, adding a layer of majesty to the slightly weak face, and even a sense of finishing touch.

What a nice view.

This was the most direct and real feeling in Roja Arkat's heart when the fog dissipated.

The black-haired boy was dumbfounded. He never expected that Roy Acart, his ancestor from more than 300 years ago, would kill him for the first time in this secret place that no one knew about. With fluttering hair, a strong sense of danger and a weak face complement each other. This sharp contrast and unique temperament brought Roja a shock that is almost comparable to that of Alisa and others.

Judging from the medal on the chest of the costume, Roy should be attending a grand ceremony in the academy when he was acquired, so he did not carry a weapon. This is undoubtedly good news, but judging by the blood of the Akat family, is there Weapons have little effect on combat effectiveness.

Roja stared at the figure in the distance with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and as if he felt Roja's sight, the boy with long black hair raised his head slightly.

The moment the golden pupils met, Roja's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly there was a very strange feeling, and at the same time, Petra's shout suddenly came.

"No! Don't look him in the eyes!"

The Mother Goddess reacted very quickly, but it was too late. At the moment when he stared at Roy's pupils, Roja's consciousness seemed to float out of his body, and his movements and expressions felt unreal at this moment. As if frozen, the mana response rapidly decreased, and the light on his body was visibly extinguished by the naked eye.

The shouts of Glandar and Petra could not reach his ears. The bodies of the two ancient gods disintegrated with the contraction of Roja's spell power. When the breeze blew again, the boy on the hill There was nothing left, and on the other side, the boy with long black hair also stepped forward and walked towards Roja.

Illusion, this is an ancient spell that has existed since ancient times, but with the passage of time, the ancient fantasy creatures gradually died out, and this terrifying spell gradually declined as it was lost.

One of the horrors of illusion is that it is silent, and the other is that it is difficult to decipher, especially when there is only a single enemy. The ancient illusion is a spell of death, burying the enemy in an instant.

Levels have no meaning before this ancient spell, and blood has little effect. Illusion is an examination of the heart. Whether it is a high-ranking god or a mediocre mortal, they are all equal. At this time, Roja has also fallen into a long dream.

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At this time, Roja was sitting on the seat of the movie theater, staring at the ever-changing screen in a daze.

The soft seat makes people feel more comfortable, the surround stereo sound has a sense of luxury, and the fragrance in the air is relaxing. Roja's brain is blank, as if waiting for a disk to record content, and the constantly changing images in front of him are Information, let the teenagers start watching naturally.

It is a short but long story unique to a boy, the awareness of his own destiny, the pursuit of cultists, the mountain of corpses on the streets of the holy capital, the blood on the deck of the ocean, the disaster of destruction and unknown enemies, one after another Difficulties appear, which seem to stretch on and on without end.

Looking at the young man who was busy running around with no end in sight, Roja inevitably thought in his heart:

It's enough to do this.

Until when will we work hard?

It's almost time to rest.

A deep sense of fatigue grew in the boy's heart, unknowingly turning up a spiral in his heart.

Roja has been living a tense and busy life since he was aware of his own destiny when he was a child. He struggled to survive. At the age when his peers are having fun, he did a lot of things that he shouldn't do at this age, and he also took on a lot of burdens that he shouldn't bear.

In return for this, he survived many crises and successfully avoided the fate of becoming a villain, but after one crisis was passed, more crises followed.

I don't know when it started, a faint sense of fatigue floated in his heart, and it gradually became difficult to hide. No matter how many honors he has, Roja is still a human being, and people will be tired.

Besides, is such an effort really worthwhile?Did he really avoid death?

Roja didn't know the answer to this question, but he knew a cold fact.

For thousands of years, the blood awakeners of the Akat family have never lived beyond the age of 30.

No matter whether he was as cautious as Vincent or as talented as Roy, none of them were able to break through this age. The haze of untimely death shrouded the sky of Akater's house like a curse, making people breathless.

Did such an effort avoid death, or was it just a change of path?

During his hazy thinking, Roja suddenly had a feeling that when the image in front of him was put to the last moment, he would be truly relieved. He was not surprised or resisted this idea, but watched silently. The changing light and shadow illuminated his tired face, and his eyes were completely silent during the long playback, until a sentence suddenly reached his ears.

"...they forgot their family, their country, their human condition, and when their responsibilities clouded their minds, indulgences clouded their minds and led them to perdition."