Sky Dragon Rider

No one would have thought that the second-level light healing spell "Salvation of Light" could produce the healing effect of the seventh-level human, and it was done by a dragon knight who had lost all fighting spirit. It was really unexpected .

Even the priests who came from the Court of Light and possessed the strength of the seventh level of human status also noticed that the actual effect of this spell was even a little bit stronger than their own.

"It works!"

Lin Mo was very happy to see such an effect, and continued to chant the mantra, and the energy of the light element system in the air fluctuated violently again.

Another "salvation of light" condenses and forms, waving a faint white light!

After releasing three "Salvation of Light" in a row, he still felt that the energy of the light element system in his body was very full, and he could still continue to release it.

Even though there was Yunnan Baiyao powder in the pocket on the back of his waist, which worked very quickly, he didn't dare to give it to Julong without clinical verification.

It's like sharing a piece of chocolate with a pet dog. This is not warm and peaceful, but brutal murder!

(Reminder: Do not give chocolate to dogs, it is fatal; although cocoa is also toxic to the human body, but before the poison occurs, people will be exhausted to death, and do not give chocolate to children under ten years old, it is harmful to the nervous system hurt a lot)

"Master Molin! I think you should not be obsessed with rebuilding your fighting spirit, but switch to magic. This is a very good opportunity now, and you will definitely become a very good light magician."

His Royal Highness Princess Modai looked at Lin Mo as if he didn't want money, and threw out a second-level healing spell whose effect was comparable to that of a seventh-level spell, and couldn't help sighing.

It would be great if she was the one who took the celestial potion. Maybe she could not only break through the current bottleneck, but also go a step further and completely break through the future barrier.

"Although I used to yearn to become a master magician, but the fighting spirit has been used smoothly. If I can't rebuild it, I always feel uneasy."

Lin Mo shook his head. Green vegetables and radishes have their own loves, and his fighting spirit cultivation has saved his life many times, so he is naturally not willing to give up easily.

On the other hand, it also proves that every sky knight is paranoid. If not, how could it be possible to fight endlessly with various dangers such as strong winds and low temperatures at an altitude tens of thousands of feet above the ground, and dance with death? It is the price for the human race to conquer the sky.

"grown ups!"

The servant who led the way pulled Lalinmo and reminded him in a low voice.

"Uh. Okay!"

Only then did Lin Mo remember that His Majesty the Emperor was still waiting for him, and immediately stopped casting spells.

Although he got a copy of all the light magic spells from the Light God Court, he would never touch these spells until he could re-cultivate the light magic. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, and finally turned into a light magician.

One wrong step, one wrong step, once he can't control himself, he will lose more.

"Your Majesty! Chen Molin pays homage to His Majesty!"

One enters the lobby.Lin Mo immediately knelt down on the ground and lowered his head to pay high respect to the emperor of the Slan Empire.

His majesty the emperor, who tried his best to maintain the situation, won not only the Islamic royal family, but also the people of the entire empire, despite the strict social class.But whether they are nobles or commoners, they are all the same in the eyes of the emperor.

"Molin, thanks to you again this time."

The voice of His Majesty Cyril, Emperor of the Islamic Empire, was quite hoarse.

"Your Majesty! You!"

Lin Mo raised his head, only to see His Majesty the Emperor's haggard face.As if he had aged several decades, not only his hair was completely white, but his skin had also lost its luster and elasticity.Covered with wrinkles, it seems to be older than the old emperor Mayazzo.

Perhaps it was the sequelae left after the spell was lifted last time, the effect of the cephalosporin antibiotic was not as good as expected.

Without any hesitation, a huge ball of light rose from Lin Mo's hand and flew towards His Majesty the Emperor.

"Bold!"

The two royal guards in the lobby suddenly shouted, and the burst of sword light staggered across, directly twisting the "Salvation of Light" into countless light spots.

The two guards stood in front of His Majesty the Emperor and glared at Lin Mo.

Even though Lin Mo used to be a member of the Royal Guards and had a very good relationship with them, but in terms of duty, any behavior that violates the rules will be strictly stopped, and there will be no mercy.

Strangling the spell was just a warning, if he acted rashly again, he might just draw his sword to face each other.

"It's okay, get back!"

His Majesty Cyril waved his hand, and the two royal guards put their swords back into their sheaths, and quickly returned to their original positions.

"This is just a light healing spell!"

Lin Mo felt very sorry for wasting a Tier [-] spell in vain.

"No need, Maureen, I know my own situation best!"

His Majesty Cyril's voice was very weak, he took a few breaths, sat up straight, and then said: "Listen, Maureen, the royal family has seen and remembered your contribution to the empire, tell me, What kind of reward do you want, fiefdom, hereditary title, wealth, as long as my Islamic royal family can give it, I will never refuse it."

The "Shanglong" Legion and the Royal Dragoon Legion complemented each other, completely changed the air force structure of the Slan Empire, and became the strongest air cavalry force.

Although the alchemist Qi Fei and the two twin sisters of the military department have made a lot of efforts and played an indispensable role in the "Shanglong" mass production plan, Lin Mo, who is the core, is the most important. The design prototype and most of the air combat skills are derived from his handwriting.

"Your Majesty, I should do all of this, so I don't ask for any reward."

One is not short of money, and the other is not short of sisters. There are two giant dragons beside him, one to ride, one to look at, and a big monster. Lin Mo really can't think of what else he lacks.

"It must be mentioned, otherwise, you will be buried alive, really buried alive! Hmph!"

His Majesty Cyril, who thought Lin Mo was being hypocritical with him, snorted heavily.

"Uh! Your Majesty can give it whatever you want!"

Lin Mo said helplessly that if he gave a copper, he would accept it without complaint.

"Do you think there are so many opportunities like this, if not, if not..." His Majesty Cyril's face suddenly turned pale, trembling and speechless, the Chief of the Inner Palace guarding the side Come up quickly.He took out a medicine and put it into his mouth.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Lin Mo quickly chanted the incantation, this time there was no interception by the royal guards, a huge ball of light successfully sank into His Majesty Cyril's body,

Pale white light waves flowed back and forth, coupled with the effect of the medicine he took, His Majesty Cyril's complexion finally became better again.

"Well, I'm all right, Vance, get me an hourglass. The quarter-hour kind."

Cyril gestured to Vance, the head chief of the inner palace who had been serving him and never left half a step, and cast his eyes on Lin Mo again, and continued: "In fact, you are one of the people who give me the most headaches , maybe I can already understand why you can subdue the golden dragon, alright, alright, since you are like this, then everything is up to me."

"Molin, the dragon knight of the Royal Dragoon Legion, was named Dragon Knight General. Allowed to build the fourth team, and also the deputy commander of the 'Shanglong' Legion, plus a hereditary lord, the fief of Xianglu Town, Milin City, Anrod Province. Alchemist Qi The Lord of the Philippine Meritorious Nobility enjoys all the rights and obligations of the nobility, and the surname 'Qi' is allowed to be used, and the relevant procedures can be filed in the Noble Arms Academy. The two sisters of the Lord Li, the official position is promoted by one class."

Just like last time, His Majesty the Emperor announced his unquestionable decision in an incomparably domineering manner.

Speak a series of words.His Majesty Cyril's face that had just turned rosy turned gray again, obviously making these arrangements took him a lot of energy.

"His Majesty!"

Lin Mo, who was already stunned, could no longer say a third word.

These rewards seem inconspicuous, but they can make any family in the Slan Empire crazy about them.

As a meritorious nobleman, the first entry and the most up-to-date title are lords, and even the vast majority of lords stop at this title forever, and it is impossible to go further. Compared with hereditary nobles, they want to raise their titles to a higher level And it is a thousand times more difficult.

Changing meritorious nobles to hereditary nobles with fiefs is almost the first time in the history of the Islamic Empire. No matter whether they are nobles or commoners, their jealous eyes will burst into flames, and they can't wait to swallow Lin Mo, the instigator , there is nothing left.

"Needless to say, Mo Lin, step back first, and help me call Modai over by the way."

His Majesty Cyril waved his hand impatiently.

Suddenly summoned by her father, the eldest princess Modai entered the hall with doubts, but saw an hourglass on the armrest of her father's seat.

The pure white sand casts a trickle that flows continuously from top to bottom.

Modai's eyes immediately turned red.

"Father..."

In the courtyard outside the lobby, Lin Mo continued to cast light spells on his comrade-in-arms' dragon mount partner, but suddenly heard the cry of mourning in the lobby.

His face changed drastically, and he squeezed his hand hard, and the light healing spell that was about to take shape was crushed on the spot, and several white smoke curled up from the tightly clenched fingers.

Lin Mo rushed towards the lobby, but was quickly stopped by the royal guards.

Without the summoning of the emperor, no one can enter the hall casually.

"Wait here, Maureen! I'll report!"

One of the royal guards guarding the entrance of the lobby glanced at Lin Mo, turned around and walked in.

After a while, he walked out with an extremely ugly face.

"Wesley, tell me, what happened inside?"

Lin Mo asked eagerly.

"Sorry! I can't tell!"

Due to the rules in the palace, nothing can be said casually, and the royal guard Wesley shook his head firmly.

His complexion and trembling body betrayed him, something big must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't have such a weird reaction.

"His Majesty Cyril?"

As if realizing something, Lin Mo's heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, sinking continuously.

-(to be continued...)

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