Chapter 834

"Father, look at these tombstones. They are all telling the original glory of our family. I grew up listening to the stories of our ancestors. I feel sad for them, so the family must be revitalized! Let our family return to the business of everyone, Tell them that our family is a hero!" Little Johnson said with great excitement.

"Are you sure you want to say this way to the end?" Old John looked sad.

"Yes! Father, you can not support me, but don't stop me!" Little Johnson said seriously.

"As a father, how can you not support your son's dream? If possible, I also hope that I can help you and make you suffer less."

Old John shook his head, raised his wand, and kept drawing circles in front of him.

Suddenly, the magic elements in the air became violent and a huge magic power aggregate appeared.

This magical energy ball is full of irritable power, radiant, and the wood at close range is comparable to the sun!

Little Johnson looked at the energy body that appeared out of thin air in astonishment. The coercion was so terrifying that his body was trembling subconsciously.

It is impossible in the cognition of Little Johnson to create such a huge magic aggregate!

"This is the secret of our family." Old John put down his wand and said in the same tone as a teacher. "In order to create the strongest magician, our ancestors exhausted their efforts to create a container that can contain magic. Every ancestor died. The magic power afterwards will be stored inside, and so is your grandpa..."

"The container that stores the magic power of all the family ancestors?" Little Johnson was stunned, and could clearly feel the vast magic power.

"Yes, your grandfather said that if you encounter a bottleneck in your practice one day, and you are obsessed with revitalizing your family, you will leave this thing to you, and it will stay on you and become your second source of magic. "Old John paused, looking at the horrible magic power assembly.

"This container can be the benefit of your practice. You can use it to instantly burst out power far beyond your own."

"But promise me, don't use it lightly."

"Because of the cost of using the power of this container..."

"It's a loss of life."

Manchester city.

Chicatello packed up his bags in the room and prepared to go to the venue of the competition. This time he wanted the whole world to know his name, not knowing that he had been living as a bastard.

He has absorbed the crystal nucleus of Warcraft Pane, and his strength was originally strong enough, but now he is probably too strong to make people think.

Chicatello carried his bags and looked at the old photos beside the bed. They were a kind old man and a young dark elf. Although they looked different, they looked like father and son.

This was taken when Chicatello was five years old when he was a child, and the kind old man was his adoptive father, the president of the Manchester Adventurers' Guild.

The five-year-old Chicatello looked very shy and restrained. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the camera at all. He had to hold his foster father to have the courage.

Looking at the old photos, Chicatello couldn't help but smile a little, and muttered to himself at the photos of adoptive father, "Now that I have practiced, I think the time is ripe for the adventurers of Manchester. To win the championship is exactly your wish."

"I am a hybrid of black elves and humans. You are human. Thank you for not despising me and raising me."

"I will fulfill your wish. If you can see it in heaven, please be proud of me!"

Chicatello left the room. There was already someone waiting for him outside. Almost all the adventurers from Manchester arrived to see him off.

In the middle there is a woman holding a cigarette and burning a big red wave, exuding a mature intellectual charm.

This person is named Jennifer, the current president of Manchester, a well-known magician, and even known as the flame demon.

Jennifer exhaled smoke from her red lips, her dense red hair covered one eye, and she saw Chicatello come out to ask.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah." Chicatello nodded.

"Bertreim, Bicher."

Jennifer called twice, and immediately walked out of the crowd, a pair of high and one short. They are also powerful adventurers in the guild, participating in the competition with Chicatello.

"They will go to the competition with you, remember to come back with a good result?"

"Are we totally a foil?" The tall Burtlem smiled honestly.

"Yeah, it's up to you this time, and we'll be traveling." The shorter Bicher said with a smile.

"Just kidding, you are my comrades-in-arms, don't say frustrating words, wouldn't it be better to have the championship together to Manchester?" Catillo showed a little smile.

The adventurers all smiled. They didn't hate Zicatello like the people outside. They were all old acquaintances of Zicatello, and they were very friendly to him. They were confident that Zicatello won the championship.

Jennifer walked slowly to Chicatello and said in a low voice, "You are older than me. I shouldn't talk to you in an elder tone, but I still hope you don't feel inferior because of your dark elf blood. People hate you. You today are the glory of Manchester. Let everyone know you again."

Chicatello smiled and looked at Jennifer, "I know, I will grow up, I have been waiting for today."

In the guild of adventurers in Katowice.

President Boz is holding a dinner party with three participating adventurers.

They are also ready to fight on the field.

"We are leaving tomorrow, are you all ready?" Boz scanned the faces of the three young men.

"I am casual, there is no pressure at all." Noah lazily put his arm on his arm, seeing that the favorite Alice was defeated because of his injury. I am afraid that the competition is just a play.

"Even Noah is so easy, I'm afraid I can win the championship by playing casually?" Gabriel said with a curled lips. He is also a talented adventurer cultivated by Boz, who is good at using two-handed swords and is not inferior to Noah.

"They both said that, presumably the competition is also a boring game?" Sean smiled disdainfully, and he was a direct student of Boz with the other two, using the same magic as Boz, his strength should be The most unfathomable of the three.

"Seeing you so relaxed, I'm relieved, but I still need to be more serious about this game." Boz said seriously, "It's not necessary at all? That magic swordsman who is famous outside is defeated by Noah, if I’m afraid it’s going to be over soon, and now everything can be blown up as the favorite to win the championship? Boring~" Gabriel looks down on Noah in his heart, and thinks that the favorite to win the championship can be easily defeated by Noah. Wouldn’t he want to Took off?

Noah's face turned dark, and he said coldly, "Why are you talking so relaxed? That Magic Swordsman also has some strength, don't think I deal with garbage."

"What? Isn't it?" Gabriel said defiantly.

"Don't think that you have beaten the favorite to win the championship, just swell, Noah..." Sean said with a sneer.

"Do you think Zi 2 is really stronger than me? If you really fight, I can cut your throat instantly." The veins on Noah's forehead burst, and his hands pressed against the sword on his waist.

"Calm down!" Boz yelled angrily, watching the three slowly say one by one, "It is good to have confidence, but don't be arrogant."

"All three of you have the strength to win the championship, so put your energy on the game."

"This time the champion must belong to us!"

Volume 26: Snow Mountain Sword Saint and True Ice Swordsmanship 32 Candidates

Vestyev, a remote city in the Kingdom of Tsarist Russia.

"Tania! Go on for the contest!"

"Let others see how good our Vestyev adventurers are!"

"Tania takes a championship and let us take a look! You are the strongest adventurer!"

Residents and adventurers of Vestyev came to see Tanya off, hoping that the hero of the small town could win the adventurer competition, and let everyone know that the strongest adventurer is in West The small town of Teev.

"Go back! Don't send it! Isn't it easy for Tanya to win the championship? I will also go with me and witness the historic moment with my own eyes!"

As the president, Ligachev roared drunkly. This time, he is going to the competition venue with Tanya, not to compete, but to watch the excitement.

Ligachev rushed to see off the people, got into the carriage with the unitary bottle, and said cursingly.

"These people are really worrying about it. Tanya has agreed to participate. Isn't the championship a certainty?"

"Don't say that, President, they all have a lot of hope for Tanya." Tanya's entourage was embarrassed. "But if they are too enthusiastic, Tanya will not adapt, yes. Right?" Ligachev said with a smile.

"Tania, how are you feeling now? You are about to face powerful adventurers from all over the world..." Ligachev said excitedly.

"Normal." Tanya responded with two words, without any nervousness, but as a trip to relax.

"Haha, this mentality is very good, don't be nervous, I guess that few of those adventurers can beat you." Ligachev touched his big bald head.

Tanya turned her head, her tone was slightly dissatisfied, "Then what am I going to do? It's boring..."

"But wouldn't it be better if you met your favorite opponent? Trust me, you will definitely find a good opponent in the competition!"

Tanya looked out the window again and said in a ranged tone.

"If there is no opponent worth all the effort."

"I will give up the title..."

"Because the easy honor is meaningless."

Great Britain, London Adventurers' Guild.

Gregory sent his vice president, Wayland, to buy new clothes for Alia. To participate in the Adventurer Tournament, you can't be sloppy and sloppy, but you must dress more delicately.

Gregory paid for the potion that the witch was washed before waking up, otherwise I don't know how long he will sleep?

The punch of Elgin's Great Swordsman directly hurt Gregory's spirit, causing him to feel lingering now.

However, he heard about what happened after he was in a coma. It turned out that the queen was pretending to be Elizabeth’s sister Isabella, and the great swordsman of Elgin established a peaceful relationship with the royal family. Only then did he put his grudges aside and did not pursue the great swordsman of Elgin. Responsibility for hurting yourself.

Because Gregory knew that the mysterious guy was not easy to mess with, and that being able to keep the peace was the best result.

Although adventurers should not intervene in any internal affairs of the kingdom, Gregory was born as a court magician. If the royal family is in trouble, he is still willing to lend a helping hand in his own name.

Gregory helped organize Alia's new dress, and almost raised her as a daughter. "Do you like the new dress? Alia."

"To buy this kind of thing, it is better to buy a bunch of sausages to hang around my neck..." Alia said blankly.

"Cough cough!" Vice President Wei Lan coughed slightly and said embarrassingly, "You lose your participation in the competition, don't always think about eating, clean the face of the guild..."

"..." Vice President Wei Lan became angry, feeling that Alia was indifferent.

"Haha, yes, I will buy you a bunch of food on the way to the competition." Gregory let out an old laugh, his rickety body trembling.

"Wow~" Alia was full of little stars, drooling unconvincingly.