Text Chapter 374: The Wrath of the Scholar Mr. Kabu

An incomparably handsome elf protoss, surrounded by several world defenders riding different flying spirits, landed in the passage point on the fourth floor of the astral world.

As soon as he landed on the ground, the commanders of the defenders guarding here hurried over and lined up respectfully, not daring to show any pretense, waiting for this man whose strength was far lower than theirs, but who He is very able to please their superiors, and now he is the graduate of the Guardian Academy of the nobleman and the former celebrity.

"I have met Master Ximen." Several commanders shouted loudly at the same time.

Ximenyu frowned, first sized up a channel point that was destroyed in front of him, and then said flatly: "Didn't I already say that in the past six months, except for the defenders, no other star can be allowed to move?" Did the spirit come up from the lower levels?"

One of the defenders took a step forward, and said with some embarrassment: "My lord, the protoss who broke in is very powerful, and I'm afraid he is also a nobleman."

Ximenyu frowned slightly, "Noble?"

"Yes." The leader of the defenders recalled: "Unless they are nobles, it is impossible to have the strength to fight against all the defenders here at the same time."

Ximenyu said with a smile: "Since they are nobles, who dares to stop them? But why do you want to destroy them?"

The leader faltered, and had no choice but to say: "After that person came out, there was a wounded person next to him, and he was also seriously injured. It must have been a venting shot. Moreover, the subordinate went to the lower floor once before, and it was already true. That person There was a fight with a mysterious protoss in the lower level."

Ximenyu paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and suddenly said, "What clues are there?"

"The wounded defenders at the lower level can vaguely hear a few names." The commander quickly said: "The white-haired old man should belong to one side. The remaining side consists of a male and eight females. The male protoss seems to be What is the name of the dragon riding mage?"

Ximenyu turned around abruptly, and asked sternly, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"This is from the mouth of the wounded at the lower level, it should be correct." The commander nodded.

Ximenyu said, "Does the protoss who injured the old man know the specific information?"

The commander said helplessly: "There are still many wounded who have come to life. No matter how detailed the information is, I am afraid it will take a little longer to collect it."

Ximenyu waved his hand, "You guys continue to investigate, and let me know as soon as you have the latest news, I will stay in the nearest town for a few days!"

As he said that, he turned over and sat on his cloud-winged beast, and jumped into the air.

"Mage Dragonrider, it must be him..." Ximenyu squinted his eyes and looked at the road ahead, "The guy with the biggest variable is still coming up. But who is the other one? With that guy's character, those who don't know him don't know." I will take the initiative..."

"My lord, this subordinate has prepared a place to stay."

Just like the town, a boundary guard who had been waiting early came to speak, "It's a nice hotel. The previous guest who booked the room just left, so I booked it."

Ximenyu nodded, thinking about things in his mind, so he didn't think much about other things.

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Each star spirit world layer has only its own scenery, and the levels that make up the living star spirits are also different.

Although the fourth floor of the astral world has many nobles, most of them are gold and silver. As the bottom layer, silver is basically in a service position. As for the gold-level ones, they are some protoss who have not yet regained their memories, but have been able to reach the qualifications for impacting higher strength after countless years of practice.

In other words, for the so-called retrieval of pre-death memories and powers before death, the minimum standard is to break through the golden rank.

That is to say, in Paradise Continent, for the entire eight epochs, only those creatures who have reached the Celestial Rank before their death can enter the Astral World.

The boundary line between ordinary protoss and noble protoss, that is, between gold and celestial beings.

This is similar to how a player advances from level 49 to level 50. The ability will be greatly improved, one in the sky and one on the ground.

But players can gain experience through killing monsters and quests, and at an extremely terrifying speed, they can surpass the countless years of cultivation achievements of the aborigines in other worlds—it's like opening a cheat for all human beings after the catastrophe.

Zhao Nan thought a little strangely, if the whole system did not cause a catastrophe, wouldn't this model allow human beings to catch up with the level of cultivation and civilization of the aborigines in other worlds at the fastest speed?

He was taken aback suddenly.

Recently, I don't know why these strange ideas always pop up out of the blue.

"How come?" Zhao Nan shook his head, but his heart moved.

"No, if true, it seems more in line with the theme of creating a 'strongest individual' side program."

"What happened to you?"

Suddenly, Finina looked back at Zhao Nan curiously, seeing how he stopped suddenly.

Zhao Nan shook his head and said softly, "No, I just feel that there are many more Protoss haunting here than on the third floor."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several flying spirits passing by in the sky.

Illya frowned and said, "I heard that every opening of the Fountain of Protoss is a grand event. I'm afraid that during this time, more protoss will come from everywhere."

After all, this devotion to his duty, who has already left many violators of the precepts of the boundary defenders, looked aside with some worry and stopped, the heartless dean of the teaching academy, sad face.

That thing can produce three copies at a time, and Zhao Nan only asks for one of them, but now it seems that even with the red dragon Sophia by his side, it seems that it is not an easy task.

No matter how powerful a single player is, it can't resist more enemy siege, especially when everyone is coming towards the same goal.

Regarding this, Sophia also said solemnly: "Don't worry, my lord father, I will definitely do my best."

This is probably because he swallowed his 'son' in his stomach, a feeling of guilt after hegemony?

Zhao Nan smiled, instead of thinking about how many enemies will appear, the first thing is to let Sophia serve him temporarily, "No, just do your best."

Sophia said shyly, "Thank you, Father, for your concern."

Over there, Tuoba Xiaocao made a retching expression, put his hands on his eyes, but couldn't bear to watch, turned to look at the scenery, and unexpectedly saw an original spirit flying from the sky, right here facing their position Come.

"Be careful, someone is approaching!" Tuoba Xiaocao quickly reminded.

I saw that the person riding the original spirit was a middle-aged protoss with a big black beard, messy hair, and shriveled body. When he saw a group of people in front of him looking at him with vigilance, he quickly He waved his hand and said, "I have no malice, everyone! I'm just asking for directions."

Seeming to be a bit abrupt, the protoss introduced himself: "Here, I am in the lower Kabu. I have been living on the fifth floor and rarely go out. So I am not familiar with the fourth floor."

Just as Ilya was about to speak, Zhao Nan's heart moved, she reached out her hand to stop her, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Kabu is here for the water of the gods?"

If it was true, Zhao Nan didn't say what to do, at most, he just wanted to see if he could be fooled elsewhere. Before facing the final competition, all battles can still be avoided.

"Water of the Protoss?" Kabu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "So it's time again."

At this moment, Zhao Nan was stunned, and his tone seemed wrong, but Kabu continued: "I'm not interested in that kind of thing, and this time the lower level is not for the water of the gods."

Sophia became very curious, "Hey, there are still protoss who are not moved by the water of the protoss?"

Kabu said proudly: "Of course, as a great scholar, I will only focus on the production of my own skills. It's a pity that the water of the gods can only affect the gods, not magic equipment, otherwise I must be very interested of."

"Scholar! Pompeii!" Zhao Nan almost blurted out.

Kabu opened his mouth, looked at Zhao Nan suspiciously for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

Zhao Nan quickly opened his mouth and uttered a bunch of strange words, and then his fingers melted into some strange patterns on the ground.

It's not a magic circle, but a magic circuit.

Kabu looked at it seriously, and suddenly said excitedly: "Yes, this is the skill of my clan! It's rare, to be able to meet someone from the same clan in this place!"

This Kabu is also black-haired and black-eyed. Looking at Zhao Nan's same appearance, to be honest, he really has the same family characteristics.

Tuoba Xiaocao was surprised, and asked curiously, "Why do you have fellow villagers here?"

Zhao Nan ignored her crazy words, and put Cabra aside, half-truthfully said: "To tell you the truth, I am a scholar, but unfortunately it is only at the elementary level. The senior scholar is no longer here, so I can only explore on my own."

Kabu didn't care about this, looking at Zhao Nan's young appearance, he quickly grabbed his arm and asked, "Are you a protoss who was born recently?"

Zhao Nan nodded.

"How is Pompeii now?" Kabu said excitedly, "Has the plan for the highest masterpiece been started? Has it been completed?"

Zhao Nan asked cautiously, "Mr. Kabu, do you know the highest masterpiece?"

But Kabu said with a proud expression: "Of course, the plan of the highest masterpiece was originally conceived by several of us together!"

As he said that, Kabu's expression darkened, and he sighed: "It's a pity that time waits for no one. The idea is made out, but the relevant materials are lacking, so we have to go out and look for it."

So the unlucky Mr. Kabu died unexpectedly in the process of finding the materials.

Zhao Nan described himself as a survivor of Pompeii, and then half-truthfully said what he encountered in Pompeii, "Although the ruins of Pompeii are still there, I don't know how many survivors are left. ..."

Unexpectedly, after listening to this very polite Mr. Kabu, his black hair stood on end immediately, and he said with a ferocious face: "Noldo Kingdom dares to destroy my hometown!!"

This shriveled middle-aged man was so angry that he heard lightning and thunder, and then a strange roar sounded. A giant armored giant with a metal texture and a height of more than ten meters, holding a huge golden mace in both hands. It came out of the air and landed directly behind Kabu, causing a lot of earth tremors. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!)