In the secluded courtyard northwest of Dilno City, Allen closed his eyes slightly, pressed his right hand to stand with a long body, as calm as a mountain.

The wind during the day seems to have a warm feeling because of the warm sunshine, which is not as cold as the night, making people's skin slightly cool.

The breeze was gentle and passed through the streets, causing the ancient trees in the courtyard to shake gently, making a rustling sound.

New buds have emerged on the trees, and the vicissitudes of the past are also replaced by the vibrant green, emitting a fresh meaning.

In the secluded but exquisite courtyard, the breeze is coming, the ancient trees are swaying, and the golden sunlight is sprinkling down, spreading the ground with golden mottled spots.

The scene is extremely warm, with only a sense of leisure.

However, after this picturesque beauty was added to the existence of Allen, it became a bit more solemn.

Click!

There was no loud noise or magnificent power.

Silently, the void suddenly shattered, and a tall figure stepped out from it.

This scene is very terrifying, but its reputation is extremely small and there is no breath leaking out.

Even with the techniques of shadow shading, even such scenes will not be seen.

However, others cannot find out what is strange, but it does not mean that Allen cannot do this.

Zheng!

Alan's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his brown pupils.

It was like a stunning galaxy, and it was like a sword light was clear and cold. Its sharp and boundless gaze burst out from Allen's eyes, just like the essence.

The right hand pressed on the long sword suddenly drew the sword, and the solemn chant echoed in the courtyard.

The next moment, in this daytime, I saw a full moon that was so cold that it was not like the world suddenly rose and burst out with endless light.

This sword, Allen has accumulated for a long time, not only contains the momentum that Allen has brewed since the beginning of the initial change, but also contains Allen's decisive will and thoughts.

Even, as soon as he drew his sword, Allen had already lifted his energy to the highest level, and also started the [Bloody] that he had not used for a long time.

To do this, it means that there are no mistakes and no mistakes.

clang!

The sudden sound of metal collision spread across the sky, extremely crisp, but extremely heavy.

“Huh?”

A voice suddenly appeared in the void, with some unexpected surprise in the calm, and seemed to be a little happy.

However, Alan was extremely surprised at the sudden sound.

After all, it is self-evident what it means to be able to speak out while taking this knife.

The glitter in Allen's eyes was as bright as the sun, and his originally confident and calm mind gradually subsided, and he felt worried.

However, although such setbacks were unexpected, they could not completely lose confidence in Allen.

He turned his sword and suddenly changed his tricks, cutting it towards the neck of the visitor.

Even with the power of recoil that was swept away, Allen's sword was three points faster than before.

Although the spiritual will in it is no longer as pure and strong as it was at the beginning, it is not much worse.

However, what Allen didn't expect was that such a knife would be unable to make progress before it could even be achieved.

Seeing this, Allen's face was solemn, but his eyes were full of disbelief.

This is extremely impossible for Allen.

It has been about half a year since we came to this world.

During this period, Allen experienced the battle between the big and small battles and also experienced dangers on the battlefield. It is hard to say that he has experienced many battles, but he can also be called a qualified warrior.

But for a warrior, losing his mind in battle is the most serious fault.

If Renard could see Allen's reaction, he would probably not be able to understand what the situation was, which would make Allen shocked.

You know, even when Alan didn't have any strength at the beginning, and only had a hot weapon to explore the night, he met the extraordinary man pursued by the execution department, he dared to make up his mind to fight to the death in an instant, and gained a glimmer of hope in the danger of death.

This tenacious and firm mind, this decisive and unyielding spiritual will.

If someone familiar with Alan saw it, he would probably be very curious about what kind of situation it was to make Alan have such an undeserved mistake.

The clear sound echoed in the courtyard, as pleasant as a crisp wind chime.

But to Allen, it seemed like the sound of the midnight bell, bleak and sad.

A thick and powerful right hand lies in front of Allen, holding the cold full moon that seemed like an illusion.

Alan's eyes widened, his pupils were covered with dense bloodshots. The blue veins on his right arm holding the knife burst out, and his muscles were tangled, like a giant python circling and biting, as if he wanted to use all his strength.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard Allen tried, the cold full moon in the air just gradually faded away, revealing its original shape as a long sword.

It was extremely sharp, and it was like a casual sword that was like a broken jade. I was in my hand at this time. No matter how hard Alan used all his methods, he would not move at all.

I have to admit that this is a great shame.

As his mind moved, Allen wanted to add a stream of energy to the [Master-level Long Sword] he had accumulated, trying to find the possibility of breaking the deadlock.

Although this may be suspected of being wasted, it even further increased the difficulty of Alan's subsequent desire to improve his skills through practice and training.

But at this critical moment, I don’t care about so much.

Even if Allen upgrades the [Master-level Long Sword] again, with Allen's current hardware facilities, it will only slightly add some combat power.

Even Alan has not yet brought his skills to the peak.

But facing such a powerful enemy, it is a great joy to make any progress and improve combat power.

After all, the person who came is far above silver!

A trace of gloom flashed in Allen's eyes, and his heart subconsciously became heavier.

He could say with certainty that the other party must have surpassed the level of silver.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to catch Allen's sword out of thin air without any damage, and even catch Allen's long sword with his fragile flesh palm.

After all, although Allen had not awakened his soul, he had never forged the power of miracles.

However, with several attributes that are already ranked in silver, and powerful sword techniques that should not be mastered at the level of Allen, he could say with certainty that with the all-out sword that was taking the lead and ready to go, no one could face the silver directly.

Then, on the other hand, the existence of being able to easily take on this knife, or even holding the blade with the backhand, must be above silver.

"Wait, it's me."

It seemed that he had sensed Alan's decisive will. In order to prevent things from going to an unexpected level, the visitor suddenly spoke.

Alan noticed something, and suddenly the thought in his heart stopped, but the force in his hand had not dissipated.

The visitor also noticed Alan's situation, suddenly dissipated the glory on his body, revealing his true colors.

"Allen, it's me."

Buck's extremely calm face appeared in front of Allen, and his eyes revealed unconcealed appreciation.

"It's true that he is Roy's son, and he deserves to be a genius."

Seeing the other party's familiar face, the spiritual aura and soul fluctuations that could not be faked, Allen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense muscles in his body also relaxed.

"Uncle Buck, why didn't you say anything before you come?"

Alan rubbed his arms, relieved the fatigue after contact of [Bloody], and complained jokingly.

"Sorry, sorry, I came too urgently and forgot to say hello."

Buck smiled, as if he was a little embarrassed.

When Allen heard this, he couldn't refute it and felt helpless.

Then, just as he was thinking of speaking, he saw Virlit walk out from behind Buck, wearing pure white armor, extremely pretty, unparalleled in heroic spirit.

Allen looked inconvenient, but he was surprised.

Before Virlit appeared, Allen did not discover the other party's existence.

This is extremely abnormal and extremely terrible.

After all, he even discovered Buck's arrival, and Virlitt would not be better than Buck.

A flash of inspiration, Allen subconsciously spoke, "Uncle Buck, did you deliberately let me discover it before?"

"Haha, guess?"

Buck looked at Allen's face that was a little eager for the truth, and a smile flashed across his face that had always been calm, and asked Allen back.

Alan's mouth twitched, without answering, but he had already guessed in his heart.

Yes, if a strong man of the golden rank could be discovered by him, a guy who was not even silver, the position of gold would be too low.

Buck's eyes were calm, watching Alan's expression change, as if he could know what Allen was thinking, "I did not give my all, but it was not something that ordinary silver powerhouses could see through."

"It's great that you can find out my arrival."

As he said that, Buck nodded seriously at Allen, expressing his agreement.
To be continued...