Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 18 Return Puzzle +1 (Happy Little New Year!)
Gao Yang thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you give me some of this?"

As he spoke, he raised the test tube container in his hand.

Bella was startled, then looked at Gao Yang and asked, "Are you sure you just need some vitality potion?"

"Since you mentioned the principle of fair trade, these vitality potions are the most valuable things to me right now."

Gao Yang said seriously.

"Okay, I think I understand." Bella nodded slightly.

"Please come back here tomorrow. I need to prepare the vitality potion you need overnight."

Gao Yang stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly turned around to look at Bella and asked, "Um, do you know the Savage Bear Technique? If so, could you please cast it on me at the right time?"

"Barbarian Bear Technique?"

Bella's emerald eyes held a hint of doubt, and then she slowly shook her head: "I haven't copied the spell of Savage Bear, so I can't cast it for you."

A fleeting hint of disappointment flashed across Gao Yang's eyes, then he nodded, turned around and continued walking out.

"But I know the Berserk Technique, which is twice as effective as the Bear Technique." Bella's voice sounded behind Gao Yang.

Gao Yang stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at Bella, feeling speechless. Can we finish our conversation in one breath?

He calmed himself down before speaking, "Then could you cast Berserk on me when I need it? In exchange, you can reduce the number of Vitality potions I need."

"This is part of the deal, Gao Yang, you can rest assured."

Bella sat up straight. In front of her, a roll of yellowed parchment automatically unfolded. A quill with wings flew over automatically and began to write something quickly on the parchment.

Gao Yang looked at the automated scroll and quill pen with envy. He thanked them and turned to leave.

After spending an entire afternoon communicating with the wizard named Bella, he gained more than he had imagined.

The vitality potion can make his fighting spirit grow rapidly, and the rage technique is an extremely important part of his return.

After walking out of the two-story villa, Gao Yang quickened his pace and headed towards the cafeteria.

Although he still felt very full, he was unwilling to miss the opportunity to take in more nutrition.

Soon, Gao Yang stepped into the bustling cafeteria.

With his arrival, many garrison soldiers nodded slightly to him as a greeting.

There were nearly 10,000 garrison troops, but he only knew a few of them, including Dulong. He was puzzled by their actions.

"Gao Yang, your injury healed so quickly?"

Gao Yang turned around and saw Dulong wrapped in bandages, limping towards him.

"With the priest's divine healing, the wound healed much faster than I thought." Gao Yang moved to the side, allowing Dulong to integrate into the team.

No one expressed dissatisfaction with this behavior.

After Gao Yang finished speaking, he looked up and down at Dulong, especially at his right leg which was fixed by two wooden boards, and then he said:

"But you, Brother Dulong, look like you need to rest for a few days."

"My injuries aren't that serious, and I don't have enough merit to ask the priest to use divine magic on me."

Dulong waved his hand nonchalantly and continued, "I'm a little tired too, so I'll just take a break."

"fair enough."

Gao Yang nodded to show his understanding.

Dulong is different from him. He is a passer-by in this world, but Dulong is not. He will always be able to use his merits elsewhere.

After dinner, Gao Yang sent Dulong back to his residence before returning to his own residence.

The old believers have not appeared yet, so Gao Yang takes advantage of this time to continue to cultivate his fighting spirit.

The vitality potion he drank in the afternoon and the dinner he had in the evening had caused his body to be extremely full of energy. If he didn't take advantage of this abundant energy and convert it into his own fighting spirit, it would be a waste.

After training for more than half an hour, Gao Yang finally heard the familiar sound of the horn and immediately rushed out of the house.

After being healed by divine magic, Gao Yang's physical condition can be said to have reached its best. Naturally, he was unwilling to spend a night in the wooden house in vain.

Even if Dulong cannot go to the battlefield tonight, Gao Yang is no longer a newcomer to the battlefield.

He is now qualified to kill enemies and survive independently on the battlefield.

Moreover, the experience provided by the old believers was something Gao Yang could not refuse.

Only by killing more old believers can his progress be guaranteed.

If he cannot gain experience, even if he stays here for thirty days, he will still face death when he returns to the real world.

Gao Yang has never been one to be content with the status quo, and he cannot accept such an outcome.

As an orphan who struggled all the way to graduate from college, he naturally has a ruthlessness in him.

It is this ruthlessness that has supported Gao Yang to where he is today.

Gao Yang slowly left the city with the large army and set foot on this bloody battlefield again. However, Gao Yang's mentality was calmer than in the previous few days.

Even though Dulong was not in front of him at the moment, his mentality remained calm. This was the confidence given to him by his own strength.

As the light from the top of the city wall fell, Gao Yang took out the Black Yao Sword, which was glowing with black light, from his backpack.

The 1.6-meter-long two-handed sword, combined with Gao Yang's 1.85-meter-long strong body, gives people the same oppressive force.

The appearance of the Black Sword suddenly quieted down the surrounding garrisons.

Obviously, they all recognized this terrifying sword that had killed countless comrades.

Although they didn't know Gao Yang and hadn't even seen him a few times, it didn't hinder their understanding of him.

This greatsword is now in the hands of our comrades!

Further away, the old believers seemed endless, still chanting and charging forward enthusiastically.

"Crush them!"

As a roar like raging flames rang out in front of the army, thousands of garrison troops shouted and rushed towards the Old Believers again.

"Pfft!"

The black sword, reflecting a faint light, slashed down angrily, and hot blood spilled onto the ground.

"You killed the Old Ones and gained 50 general experience points."

With just one sword, Gao Yang cut the old believers in front of him in half, along with their weapons.

Compared to his original broadsword, the Black Jade is much stronger in both sharpness and lethality.

He killed one of the Old Believers with one sword, but failed to intimidate the rest of the Old Believers.

In other words, they have lost the emotion of fear.

“Sanda!!!”

A fanatical roar rang in Gao Yang's ears, and in an instant, the four old believers near him rushed towards him at the same time.

"Boom! Boom!"

Faced with such a scene, Gao Yang's heart beat violently, and his fighting spirit flowed into his limbs and bones without reservation along with his blood.

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