this is my ark journey

"I don't know, that guy's eyes are terrifying, a hundred times more terrifying than those seniors we defeated, why don't we call the police."

"Just with a look?" Sonia glanced at Ren who was lying on the lower bunk. The latter was flipping through a book of "Compilation of Doctor's Combat Records" with his legs up, and he didn't have the rigid sense of the army.

"Oops, he sleeps across from us." Rosalin quietly moved over.

"You're scared just by looking at him? Where is the General Xia that my partner is talking about?"

"Who said he was scared! I want to find out his problem, and then call the police to arrest him!"

The girl conspired loudly, and Ren heard it all, but he pretended not to hear it.

It's still very interesting to listen to some childish words occasionally. People who have really come out of the flames of war don't conspire, and have already stabbed them with knives.

He opened his soul vision, and all he saw was white, and the occasional black in the back compartment was well hidden.

The snow train was speeding, and the carriage was shaking slightly. Ren covered his face with a book and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

It is impossible for the integration movement to allow an outsider to release a positioning signal. In addition, this organization is always on the move, and Rennes only has a rough range of activities.

This train headed for the capital Fort St. Jun, almost across Usas, and he would get off the train after passing through the activity area. Ashes was not afraid of wind and snow, but it was impossible for him to run aimlessly on the snow field.

This isn't Kazdel, it's full of official patrols.

Outside the window was a vast expanse of whiteness, and nothing could be seen. Listening to the two girls' Ursus swearing, Ren opened his eyes in boredom. He was not interested in teaching girls what is civility and manners for other teachers.

Nothing to do, just take a look at what area the flames ignite.

The area illuminated by the raging sparks is already huge, and the pile of rubble is like a small city, and the inner circle has been searched by Rennes.

More than a dozen kinds of magic and spells, dozens of different weapons and flames together constitute Ren's current strength. There are also five rings and more than a dozen kinds of props.

These things make Renn's fighting style changeable, and he can adapt to almost all kinds of tactics. If there are any shortcomings——

Maybe only the heavy armor is left!

Chapter 150 Nine

After staying in the world of Terra for half a year, from a rookie who struggled to cut fearful fish to repelling Tracys, Ren's temperament has not changed much.

He wasn't getting stronger at all, he was just regaining the lost power, but after so long, he gradually figured out some context.

Spells, magic, equipment, props, and foreign objects are generally divided into these four categories, but these strengths are not simply solidified.

Fire is his internal strength and the foundation of everything. As the flame boils, Ren's strength, speed, and resistance to blows will increase, and the power of magic, spells, and combat techniques will also increase accordingly.

Take the simplest soul arrow as an example. At the beginning, even the civilian crossbow was inferior to it. After the battle of the Kazdel Palace, it was no less than the semi-automatic military crossbow, and its power increased many times.

As for the passive skill Man of Steel, it is completely affected by the intensity of the flames.

'Now the attack power and speed are not enough, facing a strong enemy can only use some tricks that are beyond the expectations of others. '

Ren was very clear-headed, and the powerful enemies he had defeated flashed through his mind. Whether beheaded or repelled, it was not a manifestation of absolute power.

That is a strong will to fight, experience and a legacy that a world bestows upon itself.

The result is very good, but the process is not very beautiful, just want to achieve the strength to crush the inner strength step by step, it is impossible to reverse the strength by finding something like buying a lottery ticket.

"Leaving aside the strong ones, the most important thing is that ordinary soldiers can kill enough, even an ordinary crossbow arrow can kill me." '

After all, masters are a minority, and more are ordinary soldiers. The way to deal with them is also very simple.

Either the acceleration makes it impossible to aim, or the stacked defense prevents the armor-piercing crossbow from causing fatal damage.

Ren's speed can no longer be enhanced. Besides, once there are too many people, cover shooting is enough to deal with it. In defense, he only has one move of steel body, but this is a spell, and it can't reach the level of real steel now.

The crossbow would still penetrate the muscles, and the spell still had a duration. The flange suit and the wolf knight's breastplate in his hand could only provide a buffer, and they were not good at defense.

These two suits belong to the balanced medium armor, and they are so recognizable that basically everyone who wears them will know that Ren Rodland has arrived, and then Kazdel will be unlucky immediately.

"I still have to look for it. At worst, I will have three layers of coats inside and out."

With a clear goal, he began to rummage through the rubble, and the results confirmed his guess.

The farther you go, the better things are. Back then, a straight sun sword could make him happy for a long time, but now he can play three-sword style.

"Church Knight's Greatsword, Lothric Knight's Greatsword, what the hell, it's useless to have more Falan Greatswords."

"Hitting a knife, drying clothes with a long knife, and playing light swordsmanship is also good, but the sword and shield are king."

"Arakkoa's scythe? Why are there all these weird things?"

With the Great Sword of Fran, Ren can already dance pirated street dances, and there is no need to consider mass-produced weapons.

After searching for a while, Ren found a huge figure in an open space.

He squatted on the ground, in front of him there seemed to be a burnt bonfire, the giant halberd rested on the ground, his body leaned forward, his face was covered by a thick iron mask, and the silver armor engraved with complicated patterns revealed the vicissitudes of time .

There is not a trace of skin exposed on the whole body, this is a silent killing weapon.

A sense of oppression hits the face, and countless ashes who have just embarked on the journey are full of confidence, but when they open the door, the hero behind the door will tell them the dangers of this world.

"Teacher Gu?"

Ren's pupils shrank, and this was the novice instructor of all Ashes, the victim who bounced back, the execution expert who was backstabbed, the Ashes judge Gu Da, Teacher Gu.

If this person is alive, he quickly withdraws all consciousness, and with his current strength, he can't beat him at all.

But looking at it, Ren felt that something was wrong again. There was no fire on the judge of ashes, and he touched the 'helmet' lightly...

bang.

The uniquely shaped iron mask helmet rolled far away, revealing the hollow interior.

"It turned out to be just a suit of armor." Ren breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled wryly, "Guda's suit, it's too heavy."

This is an absolute heavy armor. It has a strong damage reduction rate for both magic and physics. The price is weight. It can barely be used at Ren's current level, but street dancing is out of the question.

"It's good to have it, and I'm still picky, and besides, those fighting habits must have been thoroughly studied."

Fran's great sword and street dance are almost becoming his business cards, and he can't easily expose it to Ursus. It's better to use Mr. Gu's fighting method than to return to rolling swordsmanship.

When he took a closer look, he found that this set of armor was not that simple.

'Body gigantic?Could it be that I can grow again? '

At first, Ren thought he needed to grow taller. You must know that Mr. Gu is at least three or four meters tall, but later he found that he could only grow a little taller, about two and a half meters tall.

It's a pity, otherwise, with a fierce person like Mr. Gu, the oppressive force of his body alone would be enough to make people frightened.

'Maybe it's about the flames. Is it possible that I still have a chance to become Youmu?And what kind of state is this teacher Gu? Can I use that cool tyrannosaurus head? '

There are a lot of questions, and Ryan feels that it is useless to think about it, but one thing is clear.

This armor, like the Great Sword of Fran, is not mass-produced and has special powers.

It is worthy of being a BOSS thing, that is to say, the power of the flange sleeve lies in the sword, and the power of the Guda sleeve lies in the armor itself. One can let the flames go out, and the other seems to make the body expand, achieving an effect similar to mudstone.

"It's getting more and more interesting, and it makes people look forward to those few things."

......

"Sonia, look at this guy, he's so weird, he's been talking to himself." The black-haired girl observed Ren and said bad things quietly, but when the man saw it, she moved her eyes to the side.

"Your name is Sonia?" Ren looked at the dyed girl, and after looking for things, he fell into a state of boredom again.

With the scale of the ruins now, it may not be possible to find them all after a few days of hard work.

"Well, what about you, where are you from?" The girl had no stage fright at all, and raised her neck like a swan, like the winter outside the window.

"Victor, from Colombia."

"I've met exchange students from Columbia. They are weak and like to cry."

It is indeed not as strong as you Ursus people who drink at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Ren complained in his heart, glanced at the nameplates on the front of the two girls' school uniforms, and stared blankly.

Chernoborg Peterheim Secondary School, Chernoborg?Isn't this the city Kelsey went to?

It just so happened that he looked up and looked around, as if he could find the omniscient stinky lynx, but he didn't see anything.

"Victor, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, an acquaintance went to Chernobog and thought he might meet her."

Sonia had a clear logic beyond her age, she shook her head immediately and said: "Impossible, these two carriages have already been occupied by Peterheim Middle School and No. [-] Middle School, and there are only a few vacancies. You can go to the back and have a look."

"Then don't come back~" Rosalind made a grimace.

Ren ignored her and reached out to ask the waiter to bring three cups of hot milk. He didn't mind seeing the two girls not drinking vigilantly, but just looked at the white snowflakes outside.

"Chernobog, I remember, is a big mobile city, why did you come out for vacation?"

"Students in Ursas have to go to winter training, I don't care." Sonia shrugged, and said casually: "The fighting skills learned from the training will also be useful back to school."

So what the hell are you doing at school?

Ren took a sip of the hot milk and felt that he would have a hard time getting along with the strange ones in this life. After finally meeting two ordinary girls, they were completely different from what he remembered.

Shouldn't the students attend classes, club activities and then have a little love affair? Oh, that's Japanese, and this is Mao.

"So you don't read?"

"That's what good girls in No. [-] Middle School do. It's useless for us to study, and it's not easy to practice some survival skills."

"Is fighting a survival skill?"

"Well, weak people will only achieve nothing. If you want to survive in the land of Ursas, you must be stronger than anyone else." ax.

A person's life is determined from birth. Instead of doing nothing, it is better to break into a new world.

Ren took another sip of milk, as if he saw the birth of a big sister on the road, and he didn't pretend to be passionate about imparting life experience.

Compared with the bloody storm that Sarkaz experienced, this is nothing more than a few students forming a club to play house.

It's too ordinary, maybe a girl wakes up one day and becomes a school bully, or one day she is punished by the police with an iron fist, without the beatings of the society, it is impossible for a person to make progress.

The train shuttled through the wind and snow. Looking at the clock, it was already two o'clock in the morning. Ren yawned and was about to go to sleep when he heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground.

A young girl walked quickly, wearing a much more elegant uniform, slightly curly long hair reaching her waist, and a pair of red and blue eyes of different colors are very eye-catching.

If Sonia is the cold winter outside the window, then this girl shows good upbringing in every gesture, just like the morning dew.

"Natalia, as the eldest lady, you still don't sleep at this time?" Sonia glanced at her, not bothering to take a second look.

"It was your people who threw all the leftovers into our carriage. I have to come and ask why." The pure white girl's tone was stern, but she didn't sound fierce.

"Then you should ask the student council president of the No. [-] Middle School to come. When will it be your turn as a candidate? Oh, I forgot, that president of yours dare not come to see me." The eldest lady who is half a head taller than herself.

"Let me tell you why, when your president got into the car, he touched the girl in Peterheim, thinking that his father is the deputy chief of the police department, and having the title of viscount is great!?"

Ren was eating melons next to him, and he understood the reason.

The Viscount's son, the student council president of the No. [-] Middle School, is surrounded by a large number of girls, but it is a pity that there is a harsh winter here in Peterheim, and he is the bad student that the rich and powerful children fear most.

'It's quite kind, or only at this age can you understand loyalty, and when you grow up, you will learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. '

Ren's eyes were a little appreciative.

Natalia's arrogance of raising a teacher to ask her crimes disappeared a little bit at once. Her family is a new nobleman after the Great Rebellion, and has not yet learned the so-called aristocratic aura.

"Then you should complain to the teacher and expose his bad style."

"Does it work? Don't you know how many people in Chernobog exposed his father?"

"But don't play tricks, it's the work of cowards!"

"A prank? Fortunately, it was you who came here today, otherwise..." Sonia touched the ax on the bed, "Which hand he can touch, I will cut off his hand!"

"it is good!"

"Sister Sonia will always protect us!"

The students around who were still asleep cheered, which made Natalia's already fair face even paler.

Everyone is afraid of ruthless people, no wonder Peterheim Middle School has a bad atmosphere, but there has been no news about noble boys forcing civilian girls to death.

This girl nicknamed General Winter patrolled the campus with an ax on her shoulders when she had nothing to do. The children of the rich and powerful and the gangsters around were all scared of being beaten.

Sonia is good at reasoning in the physical sense, and Natalia doesn't use power to suppress others.

"I will find a way to get the chairman to apologize."

"It's useless, or it's useless to say that an apology is useless. The two girls who jumped from the No. [-] Middle School have nothing to do with him. If you lose some money in the end, you'll be fine. See if you don't have the stinky problems of nobles. Go away."

"What if I don't go?"