Chapter 1312

The serpent like a python was cut off with a sword. Three demon dogs roared, and the heads of the three vicious dogs twisted at the same time and tore at MEG.

McGonagall leaned aside to avoid a dog's head, leaped up, stepped the middle dog's head heavily into the ground, suddenly raised his figure, avoided the dog's head bitten from the side, rolled over and fell on the dog's back, and stabbed three hellhounds in the spine with a backhand sword.

The huge three demon dogs let out a scream, fell to the ground, whimpered a few times, and there was no sound at all.

McGonagall landed lightly. His bloody sword fell down and nailed the snake that was trying to attack him to the ground. He took a look at the three demon dogs that were out of breath and shook his head in a dull way.

The growth of Knight's strength depends on the improvement of speed and strength through cultivation, as well as the mastery of combat skills through the understanding of combat.

Powerful Knights usually have powerful and gorgeous fighting skills, such as flame points, wave feet, fighting spirit and horse (cross this one off)

But McGonagall is special. Alex's tactics are not brilliant. Sometimes he even doubts whether they can be called tactics.

There are no loud names of combat skills, and there are no gorgeous special effects.

Some of them are the simplest and most effective way to improve their physical strength and speed.

Just like the sword that he just killed three demon dogs, ordinary sword, even the first level knight can make the same move.

The same level of Warcraft, he almost did not waste a bit of power, with the simplest way to kill him.

This is his way of fighting.

"My father is more and more powerful, so the terrible big dog is killed all at once." Amy clapped her little hand and cried, before they were chased by big pigs when they went out, now my father can solve them easily.

Irina's face is also showing a smile, familiar way of fighting, seemingly simple sword, regardless of the timing, or the search for the fatal point, he is still the most powerful knight.

"Come down." McGonagall beckons to the mobile restaurant. The suspended restaurant drops quickly, stops three meters above the ground, and the spiral staircase slowly drops down. Elena leads Amy down with her little hand.

"Be careful, there may be poisonous insects here." McGonagall reminded him to walk towards the broken stone statue in the middle of the pit covered with black fog.

Judging from the fragments, the stone statue should be about three meters high. The head on one side is still intact. It's a skeleton. There are two red stones embedded in the deep eye socket, and it still emits faint light.

"What the hell is this?" McGonagall stepped forward and stood three meters away, squatting down to look at the skull.

The carving of this skull is rough, but it looks very old. It should have existed for a very long time. Besides, some earthworm like characters are carved on the side face, which seems to be very different from the common language of the mainland.

McGonagall looked at the words seriously. The stone statue's eyes suddenly flashed red. McGonagall only felt that his spirit seemed to be involved in a whirlpool. With a sense of dizziness, he came to a huge black stone palace.

The stone hall is more than ten meters high and is made of huge black stones. The walls are lit with dark green flames. In the middle of the empty hall, there is only MEG, who is very small.

At the end of the hall, there is a huge stone chair, a tall skeleton man, sitting in the stone chair in a black cloak, with scarlet eyes looking at MEG, and a low voice: "young man, do you want strength?"

"System, there's someone robbing you of your lines." McGonagall turned his mouth and looked at the skeleton man sitting on the chair. Is this the legendary bone king?

The skeleton man is very similar to the previous stone statue, and he was dragged into the mysterious space when he was observing the mysterious characters on the head of the stone statue. It seems that this should be the mysterious man behind the black fog.

What a straightforward opening.

If he came to this mysterious space just after crossing, maybe his brain would be hot. Maybe that would be another cruel reincarnation story.

Seeing that Meg didn't answer, the red light in the skull man's eyes flickered, and scenes began to appear in Meg's mind

On the northern snow plain, a group of cruel snow wolves are chasing the nomads crazily. The horses can't get rid of the pursuit of the snow wolves. One by one, the clansmen are knocked down, and then they are eaten by the snow wolves. In this bloody chase, only a little boy escapes. There is a sword hanging on his horse's back, which MEG knows is Tiandu sword.

"This is what happened to Alex as a child." McGonagall looked thoughtfully at the young man who was kneeling in the snow and crying, facing the north.

Then the picture turns. In the north of the Los Empire, a group of imperial cavalry is surrounded by orcs several times. Although Alex, as the leader of cavalry, can only watch his subordinates and brothers die in the siege. More than a hundred cavalry, only six of them finally rush out of the siege.

The picture turns again. It's pouring rain. Alex, wearing a suit of armor and a general's waist tag, is surrounded by a baby. Powerful magic covers the sky. Hundreds of heavy cavalry charge against him. The devil is grinning. The arrow of the elf shooter aims at the child behind him

After a big war, Alex, lying in a pool of blood, opened his eyes and watched those guys grinning grimly. He broke the tendons of his hands and feet, and injected curse magic into his body, kicking the baby to tens of meters away.

Looking at the figure crawling towards swaddling clothes in the rainy night, MEG clenched his fist slowly.

Yes, at this time, what I want most is strength.

"Young man, do you long for strength?"

Once again, a voice full of temptation rang out in Meg's ear.

"Accept my trade and become my servant. You will become the strongest in the world and easily kill these guys."

The voice went on seductively, as if it was directly in Meg's mind.

"This routine, who can stand it." McGonagall slightly raised his eyebrows. If he just looked at those pictures from the perspective of a third party, he would probably nod his head at all costs at this time.

But he was not Alex after all. Although he was angry, he didn't lose his mind.

So he opened his eyes, looked at the skeleton man sitting in the chair, and shook his head with a smile and said, "no, I'm eager to cook."

The red eyes of the skeleton man flickered for a moment, and seemed to be surprised by Meg's answer.

"Who are you? What's the purpose of the black fog? " McGonagall put away his smile and squinted at the skeleton.