This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 126

Cameron's heart was ringing.

Now that ceremony has not been achieved, this woman has been able to arouse the desires in people's hearts.

After she completes the ceremony of the artificial saints and completely surpasses the seven original sins, those who do not have enough spirit will probably fill their hearts with desire at a glance and become slaves captured by her. , man-made saints are quite a terrifying idea.

The old man rubbed the ring on his hand, took out a bottle of medicine with a dung-colored suspension, twisted it open, drank it without the slightest hesitation, and then took out another bottle. A women's necklace, and two garish rings, were put on without the slightest hesitation.

Feeling the spirit strength surging in his mind, he felt a little better.

Opening his mouth to burp the smell of rotten eggs, Cameron respectfully said to Avril: "Queen Your Majesty, now that you have made a decision, the old man represents the Church of Fortune... ”

After waiting for a few seconds but not getting Karina’s words, the old man turned around and found that his Disciple was in a daze again, his eyes were erratic, sometimes tender and sometimes aggressive, and also Don't know what to think.

He had to make up the second half of the sentence himself. "My Disciple Karina represents the Church of Knowledge. Our two churches are willing to work with the Church of Eros to help you unify Falan."

......

William returned with a dark face The Vankin family's station was far away from the station, and he heard wild laughter coming from inside.

"Hahaha! You are all scumbags! There is no one who can fight!"

William's old father put his hands on his hips, laying around the Second Rank professionals, wishing Turn your nose up into the sky and poke out seventeen or eight holes in the sun above your head.

Caught by William for three months of experience, Harry was beaten to the point of doubting his life, War God bless! William's bastard is not here today, and it's finally his turn to rise up.

Harry, who has broken through third rank, is undoubtedly the most powerhouse in the Vankin family.

During three months of hell training, there were a lot of professionals in the Vankin family who broke through the second rank, but no one was able to break through the third rank.

Relying on the suppression of rank, Harry brought down more than a dozen clansman of Second Rank one after another, proudly enjoying the envious eyes of clansman. Satisfied, he laughs facing the sky, expressing the resentment that has accumulated in his chest for nearly three months, snarling his neck and roaring:

"I'm the best! Strong!"

Suddenly, Harry noticed that the eyes of the clansmans had changed. Not only were they no longer envious, but they became a little joking. Some people even blushed and looked like they were about to laugh.

"You guys are laughing!"

Harry snorted with questioned authority. "I know what you're talking about. You want to say that William is better than me, isn't he? No matter how good he is, isn't he my son? Besides..."

"Really? You kicked me out of the family back then. That's not what he said in his mouth."

The flat voice sounded behind itself, and Harry's smug expression froze on his face.

William said with a paralyzed face (like) Ruo (laugh) Bing (non) Frost (laugh): "I remember what you said at the time - 'Don't even dare to assassinate the queen, the Vankin family Without a coward like you, I don't have a son like you.'"

"..."

"I've always been curious about how your brains came up with the idea of a handsome man. Are you going to give me to the Queen in front of her face? Want me to assassinate the Queen when she is least prepared? According to your Vankin family's style, shouldn't you just go straight to the palace?"

"We It's our Vankin's."

Harry turned around with a sullen face.

"I just said that at the beginning, but I didn't really cut off my relationship with you. The clan keeps you monthly money every year. It's just that you didn't come back to collect it. Of course, you are still from the Vankin family. People..."

William pouted and ignored him,

not continuing to dwell on the topic.

After the queen restored her noble status for the Vankin family, her own status class also resumed, so Harry should be telling the truth, but William can't find anything for these guys full of muscles A sense of belonging is what it is.

Taking off the bodyguard, revealing angular muscles, William extended the hand with his fingers.

Looking at the familiar gesture, Harry couldn't help but feel sad. He just had a good time and was about to be beaten up in front of all the clansman.

He said in a trembling voice, "Can...can I take a day off? I'm not feeling very well today..."

It was William's cast iron fist that answered him.

Harry shook his completely numb arm and roared angrily: "Wait! I'm a Knight, not a warrior, do you dare to let me find a horse?"

"Don't dare."

William looked the head flatly.

"The last time I put you on the horse, you didn't even charge me when the horse ran thin, so the fighting efficiency is too low. Now I can bring you down several times in half an hour. I still like to beat...

...I mean fighting Knight."

"You meant to beat me up!"

Harry growled angrily, "Is there something wrong with you? You can already play fourth rank, why do you play third rank every day? It's been almost three months, can't you take a day off!"

William rushed over without saying a word, A punch hit Harry on the forehead, and then he looked around at the clansman who was watching the fun.

Without his opening, those people shivered one after another, found their opponents and started a routine daily fight. The Vankin family's camp was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, and the sound of fists and flesh clashing with each other. The screams came one after another.

Several young Knights stood at the gate of the camp with envy on their faces, because their opponents were also growing up with them. The Vankin family didn't feel it deeply, but those onlookers could see it clearly.

After three months of training in hell, these Vankins can be described as shedding bodies, exchanging bones, fighting skills, fighting experience, and even the most difficult physical fitness. There has been a lot of progress, and the rate of growth is terrifyingly fast.

They also asked William if he could join the training. However, William told him that this training method is only suitable for people from the Vankin family. People without special bloodline can't withstand such a high-intensity battle. The possibility of abolishing their own training may be much greater than the possibility of promotion.

Frustrated, they had no choice but to give up the idea of joining. Taking advantage of the convenience of guarding at the gate of the camp, they stared at it carefully, hoping to learn something.

After beating Harry, who was in the midst of happiness, to the ground, William clapped with satisfaction and temporarily ended today's experience brushing.

After beating up Harry, William's depressed mood has improved a lot. When he is uncomfortable, as long as others are also uncomfortable, his depression will only be 5%. ten.

He happily opened the Legion panel.

[Legion Name: Fury Legion (pseudo)]

[Legion Level: Level 2]

[Legion Creation: 189/2000]

[Legion characteristics (race): raging flames, Legion members are all half-blooded war demons, with a strong will to fight, battle strength will continue to increase with the duration of the battle]

[Legion characteristic (race): Demonic coercion, Legion members are all mixed-blooded berserkers, and will produce natural oppression force for low-level enemies during battle]

[Legion characteristic: runaway horse , The members of this Legion are fearless, but their brains are extremely difficult to control, morale +5, formation strength -3, command -3]

[Legion Skill: Trample, launch a group trample, right All enemies within range are stunned. ]

Although there is still a pseudo-word in the name, this Legion composed of mixed-blood war demons is initially formed, because all members are mixed-blood war demons, and there are actually two races. With the exclusive Legion feature, things went even better than William at first expected.

It's a pity that the number of people is still a little small. If there are 300 people, it is estimated that it can withstand the full Legion composed of 2,000 Knight professionals, and maybe there is a chance to win.

Thinking of this, William squinted his eyes and began to play selfish calculations.

The Anderson family and the Vankin family have been intermarrying for hundreds of years, so there must be a lot of mixed blood, or... I'm going to order someone else?

He reached out and picked up Harry, who was paralyzed on the ground and pretended to be dead. William asked with a flat face: "Stop pretending, I won't fight today, I ask you, how many of you are in the Anderson family? someone?"

Harry's closed eyes snapped open when he heard that there was no need to continue being beaten unilaterally.

"Say it sooner... if you say you don't hit me, then..."

After seeing William's fist raised again, he was completely frightened by the beating. Li hurriedly replied: "Wait, don't do it! You have to tell me what kind of person you want first?" Okay, brainless, muscle-worshiping, unstoppable, idiots whose intelligence is on par with a ten-year-old... How many such people are there in Anderson's family?"

...

I think your little brat is implying something...

Harry regretted why he didn't check when he held the child, and counted his fingers angrily and indignantly.

"One, two, three,...fifteen, sixteen,...twenty-two, twenty-four, twenty-one, twenty-one?"

Meeting Harry's help-seeking gaze, William held his head with some headache.

It turns out that your limit is to count to twenty. Although the mad war demon is not very intelligent, it is also not a fool. "Forget it, don't count, I'll ask myself."

William picked up the folded guard uniform and put it back on, covering his angular muscles.

"Go, go, it's almost time for a trip anyway." Harry withdrew his two chicken-claw-shaped fingers and muttered indifferently.

"en? What did you say? What to do?" William cast his eyes suspiciously.

"It's nothing, nothing, you'll know when you go!"

William frowned, right when Harry was nervous again, he rode away under Harry's relieved gaze.

The little Martin monkey steals the peach and knocks the big Vali down, and thieves come over.

"Patriarch, are you sure you won't tell him? Are you afraid he'll come back and beat you?"

"He dares!" Harry glared. "I'm his father! He agrees to make a marriage contract for him?"