Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 529 Soul Core, Unseal Panel
"[Damaged soul core]: It seals a sad soul, it lives here forever, it cannot sleep forever.

She sang in the woods, the song of the elves.She shed tears in the forest, it was the tears of the forest. "

"[Damaged soul core]: It seals a group of heroic souls, they sleep here forever, they cannot sleep forever.

They hold silver blades, and they hold their swords to their breasts.

They were buried in the wind and snow, they were unyielding and noble. "

"[Damaged soul core]: It seals some fearless wills, they are destroyed here, and they cannot sleep forever.

They howled in pain, under absolute coercion.

They spread their glorious wings, and they are as mortal as Monroe. "

The three damaged soul cores were made smoother and smoother by Cyril. The warm white jade made people think that it was a precious ancient jade instead of a tool to seal the soul's obsession.

After several battles in Northern Xinjiang, Cyril's experience value has not increased too much, and it is only level 78 now.

In fact, the meaning of experience points becomes less important after breaking through the occupational level. The division of occupational ranks in reality is not the same as that in the game.

"Professional level" and "extraordinary level" need more so-called understanding of power.

It sounds like this kind of thing is very idealistic, but it turns out that there is a network diagram of power presented in front of them, but they can't see it——in Cyril's job description, about the wind brigade knight Ennis There is relevant information in the record.

Similarly, it does not exist in the game, but the content in the original quotation that exists in reality also confirms this:
Enno's Gate, Monroe's Wall, Shiffin Plains, White Tower Liandel.This is one node after another, and the thing that records all this is called "white ring"...

It sounds very complicated, but another simple and easy-to-understand name is bronze, black iron, silver, gold, platinum and diamonds. In this era, it may be called "professional grade" or "extraordinary grade".

This is the level division of reality.

And now that he understands that the next improvement in strength is not just a matter of simply leveling up, accepting tasks and changing jobs like in the game, Cyril is also more eager to open the "second panel"——

If you can't break through in your job, then one more means of fighting is undoubtedly the best choice.This is also a way that players often adopt - minoring in a profession to enrich their fighting methods.

Cyril opened his panel again, and read in detail the strings of texts that he was too familiar with.

"Cyril Adrian, half-elf, male [Acting Commander of the Silver Blade Knights] [Moon Raven: Watcher of the Moon Spring] (Panel [-])

Rating: 78
Knight (25/30) [Assignable level: 0]

Characteristics: [The Hermit in the Wind]: The Knight of the Wind, Ennis, was once the most permanent guard in the endless wind and frost of the Second Era, and the most heroic knight above the cold pass.But he is unwilling to confine himself to endless guards, attacking is his creed.Therefore, he chose to embark on the shadow magic path, seeking the shadow kingdom left by the shadow goddess Clow.He left a path of his own in the White Ring for future generations to explore.

As the hermit in the wind, you have the protection of the wind god Azui, and the wind will obey your orders.But unlike other windrider knights, you have the power of shadow. If you can touch the shadow country, maybe you can get more...

Elemental Pool: Enabled.Main attribute: wind.Features: Vientiane style.

Aura: Heart of the Silver Knight, Hysteresis Aura.

Spells: Listening to the Wind, Wind String, Meteor Hammer, Wind Riding Array

Buff series: Soul Burning Silence, Eye of Setanrio

Heart of Nature progress: 0.01%
(Panel [-]: The level is satisfied, and the "soul core" can be opened)
[Broken Soul Core: 3/3] can be synthesized into [Soul Core].

[Warning: The attributes of the soul core will determine the unsealed panel, please carefully decide whether to use the soul core to unseal. 】

(Panel [-]: The original heart of the world: not open)
[Imprint: Moon Stone]: A stone that has been repeatedly washed by the spring water of the moon. It is said that when you sleep on it, you can hear the sound of nature's birth.

Under the moonlight, you will get the gift of the Moon Spring, and you will be able to master the magic power more easily. "

Aside from the level, the first panel is basically unchanged.With the Vientiane style, unless it is a special skill, it will be cumbersome to appear on the system panel-after all, if it counts like this, then he knows too many skills.

As for the seemingly beautiful immortal skill "Natural Heart"...

Not to mention that Cyril is still not sure whether the way to increase the progress bar is to purify the Black Forest. In the icy and snowy northern border, even if he wanted to purify the Black Forest, he couldn’t find it anywhere—even if he first passed The woods in the forest are not equal to the amount of vegetation in a small black forest in the Keluo jungle.

Unless Nora is asked to come over and plant the northern border with vegetation now, Cyril will never want to get the progress bar of this thing in the northern border.

Furthermore, this itself is a very long thing-this is an immortal skill!

Cyril didn't even know if his life was over, if he had a chance to brush the progress bar of Heart of Nature to 1%, this kind of thing could only go with the flow.

And what satisfied him the most was the extra line of writing under the second panel:

[Broken Soul Core: 3/3] can be synthesized into [Soul Core].

Sure enough, the three broken soul cores finally met the conditions for the synthesis of soul cores.After all, there are only three things, and [Road to Glory] finally cleared up its lower limit in this respect.

If this thing costs ten or eight yuan, then Cyril will find a way to grab Danya from the star and beat him up, and then pass the idea to himself in that world at the same time, let him go Pull the game planner out of the company and beat him in the toilet.

But the line of words that appeared after that made Cyril have a difficult time:

[Warning: The attributes of the soul core will determine the unsealed panel, please carefully decide whether to use the soul core to unseal. 】

soul core?Does this thing have attributes?The attribute also determines the content of the second panel?

Cyril's head grew big all of a sudden.

He suddenly thought of the scene of brushing equipment, brushing stigmata, brushing algorithm and brushing affixes in various mobile games in the previous life, critical strike, explosive damage, attack attribute damage, health value, defense power, recharge efficiency, healing bonus...

This description of the core of the soul seems to have that taste, exactly the same as those things, and it is even more extreme than those things!
Because of these broken soul cores, there is no written attribute!
The ghost knows that the complete version of these three broken soul cores in his hand will be of the magic type, summoning type, or warrior type.Without lessons learned from the past, Cyril couldn't even do the calculation.

Judging from the description of the Riddler's copywriting, the core of the soul is very consistent with the characteristics of the "summoning system". Whether it is the Silver Blade Knights or the Bright Wing Infantry, they are all types of glorious deaths in battle.

Under such a tendency, maybe as soon as the second panel is opened, Cyril will become a necromancer who waves his hands and calls out a bunch of ghost knights.

Although this is not bad, after all, more people and fewer people can always bring endless pleasure to people.

But the problem is that Cyril has enough thugs around him now - his own wind knight and the spirit knight in the book of heroes are already top-notch in terms of individual combat capabilities.

Of course, there is still a choice: Cyril will not synthesize the three cores at hand for the time being, first rely on all kinds of luck to get dozens of soul cores, and then slowly select the broken cores similar to the copy description to synthesize, through enough Experimental amount, get the best ratio.

However, there is still the problem: the core of the soul, even if it is broken, is hard to come by.If he can really meet so many soul cores, it is estimated that only the luck of the country can be gambled out.

After thinking so much, Cyril gritted his teeth and realized that this was the only way in front of him.

Synthesize the soul core in one go, and then unlock the second panel.

There is no choice.

He closed his eyes, pondered for a while, and finally pressed the [Synthesis] button on the panel without hesitation.

Time seemed to stand still.

Afterwards, gentle white light lit up from the stone plaques one by one.

The first is the last piece, from the Bright Wing Infantry Regiment.

Cyril felt a force pulling his consciousness, forcing him to immerse himself in it.He didn't resist this power, but let nature take its course.

Then the scene in front of him suddenly changed——

Noisy voices sounded around him, he opened his eyes, surrounded by soldiers wearing training armor, holding wooden weapons in their hands, discussing nervously in low voices - and he was also dressed like this.

He is very familiar with the surrounding buildings, they are all the buildings of the Tower of the North Wind, and he even saw the tavern where he is living, which is in the center of the Tower of the North Wind.

Oh, it turned out that we were standing under the Tower of the North Wind - he turned his head and saw that the Tower of the North Wind, which survived the invasion of the dracolich, was standing safely behind him.Surrounded by young men and women dressed as mage apprentices, holding books, they passed the wooden door under the Tower of the North Wind.

This is when the Bright Wing Infantry Regiment was first established?
He guessed in his heart, but heard an indistinguishable voice from the front:

"Thank you for responding to my call and coming here. From today, you are a member of the Bright Wing Infantry Regiment. I can't make any good promises, whether it is land or wealth, these are not what I can give you of.

I can only promise that I will lead you and do my best to protect your homeland.

until death. "

The noisy sound stopped abruptly, as if something cut off the sound source.But the young men and women passing by were clearly still laughing, and the speaker on the high platform ahead was still trying his best to wave his arms to mobilize their emotions.

He looked ahead in surprise, and suddenly felt waves of chill gather on his body.The soldiers around turned their heads at some point—just turned their heads, even the soldier directly in front of him turned his head 180 degrees, facing his direction.

There were no facial features on those faces, like unfinished puppets.

Cyril's eyelids twitched slightly. With the evil taste of "Road to Glory", it is not surprising that there are some fighting links here.

But before he raised his weapon, his consciousness had become blurred——

He went back to his room in the tavern.

Sparks flickered in the fireplace, keeping the room warm.He turned his head and looked out of the window, just in time to see the open space under the Tower of the North Wind—the open space where the Bright Wing Infantry Regiment stood in the illusion just now.

Then the suction came from the second stone tablet, and he didn't resist, allowing his consciousness to be pulled into it.

The bell struck twelve times, echoing loudly in the square.There are praying nuns sitting on the surrounding benches, and there are many children playing around.

This is Salkonan.

He was walking slowly with a group of people dressed in unusual clothes. In front of them was a particularly bright figure—silver armor reflecting the sun, long chestnut hair tied into a ponytail, walking slowly The flickering of the next one gives people an unexpected sense of youth.

"Have you all thought it through? Following me means giving up everything you have now—"

"Head, have we ever owned anything? Haha!" Laughter immediately rang out from the side, and someone said annoyedly: "Compared with the stinky faces of the people in the family, I would rather get two more swords from you—"

"I can't wait to make some achievements. When the people in the family beg me, I won't go back..."

Amidst the roar of laughter, the figure in front stopped, and everyone followed suit.

Then there was a sharp long sword in the hand of that figure.

"Since you are all confirmed, from this moment on——

The so-called honor of the family has nothing to do with you and others. "

The figure waved the long sword in his hand, and there was a deep, 20-meter-long scratch on the stone floor in front of him——

"It doesn't matter anymore!" The people around him said solemnly, with long swords erected in front of their chests.

And the figure in front also raised the sword on her chest. She spoke first, and everyone behind her followed her and read:
"I will be loyal to my country, true to my word, selfless, and righteous;
I will draw the sword for the weak, I will draw the sword for the injustice, I will draw the sword for the glory—

I will watch over the country, even if the dawn is gone and the future is uncertain—”

"With the silver blade in hand, it will last until death."

When they recited, the long sword in their hands gradually shone with silver light, and the different voices, thick or thin, male or female, gradually merged together, and finally turned into the same voice.

The loud chanting sound echoed in Cyril's mind like the bell that had just rung.

He didn't even know when he returned to the tavern, and he even stared at the warm fireplace for a while longer before he gradually regained his senses.

The Bright Wing Infantry Regiment and the Silver Blade Knights, the two broken cores basically lost their color at this moment, and what was held in their hands turned into a nearly transparent crystal.

And the last piece, the first broken soul core he got from the third ring of the Mufeng Festival, was already sending him an invitation.

Cyril didn't hesitate, and let the stone tablet pull him, letting his consciousness pour into it.

(End of this chapter)