[You can't do this, Roland.]

In the desolate prison, the blonde head and face were mocking, staring at the girl who was fighting against a large number of skeleton soldiers with swords in her hands.

[Put aside the identity of the human being that is not worthy of nostalgia, you are now a dead soul, a tireless rebirth. Don’t use human skills to attack your opponents, learn to adapt to your current identity again. Don’t care about how much damage your body can bear. As long as I still exist for one day, your body will be immortal.]

In his mind, Rafa's low voice quietly rang.

"What General Ming Zhan is most proud of is not the power that is enough to match the ancient dragon, nor the speed that surpasses the elves, nor is it the anti-demon barrier that is as powerful as a magical weapon, but the almost perfect regeneration of the body.

This is a ability that no undead has. You must use this body obtained by the Blood Alliance. Even if you lose your memory and martial arts, you will still be unparalleled."

The regeneration of the body...

The memory was touched by dust in the depths of her heart. Roland did not retreat, and she slowly raised her left hand.

"ah!!"

Everyone exclaimed unanimously, and saw that the giant axe in Aum's hand had been deeply embedded in Roland's arm, and black blood dripped down the ground along his slender wrist.

"You win." The heavy armored knight stared at the sharp spear that was pressing against his chest and spoke for a long time.

"Your Excellency..." Yizhak hurriedly jumped out of the audience and rushed to Roland to check her injuries, but found that the wound that was originally deep and visible to the bone had healed. Only the white underwear under the robe of the brave had cracked a large hole, and the edges were stained with pitch black blood.

If it weren't for the sizzling black blood on the ground, it would be impossible to believe whether the scene just now happened.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Fucking the place where he had been injured by a giant axe, Roland smiled and signaled Yitzac not to worry too much about himself.

It's indeed a powerful regeneration ability...

Sighing in his heart, Roland fell into confusion again.

Rafa, what exactly do you want to do.

Refusing to appear again to help me restore my memory, but always reminds me at critical moments how to deal with the difficulties I face.

Is it true that you should observe through my experience whether the world still has a reason to continue to exist?

The mind and mind were silent, and the blonde elves never appeared again.

Roland was a little disappointed. When she adjusted her mindset and faced the mentor behind her, she found that they were staring at her with different expressions.

"Aniga, go and try it." After Yin pondered for a moment, the old man Rubos, the head of the mentor, made a new decision.

With his name, a person walked out of the mentor group. In the warm spring, this man actually wrapped his whole body in a thick cloak.

At first glance, Roland recognized his next opponent's identity.

After taking off his cloak, the beautiful woman with a beautiful magical body of a similar tall figure as a human man. Her slightly dark skin color and long silver hair, and her dark red pupils emitted sharpness.

It's the night elves!!

He only stood in the arena for one moment, and his momentum immediately surpassed the previous heavy armored knight Om.

The female elf with a slightly bowed and arrogant expression saluted Roland. She then pulled out her waist and knew at a glance that it was not a decoration.

Whoosh!!

In an instant, the elf who had been bent down to salute him came to his side in a flash, and the dagger in his hand attacked the neck at an extremely tricky angle.

Roland hurriedly flashed the fatal blow to the side, but the female elf held her tightly like a phantom.

bite!!

The spear held another strangle that hit the neck. Roland swept away the night elf and then threw away the spear that seemed extremely bulky in his hand, flashed another ruthless attack, and took off a short sword from the weapon stand.

When dealing with elves known for their speed, guns are obviously not suitable. As the fastest night elves among elves, although the attack is not as powerful as the heavy armored knight, it is more deadly, because the attack of this race focuses on how to kill opponents more effectively, rather than just defeating.

"Is this OK? That female elf is from Jianwu. If so..." Yizhak seemed a little worried, but Rubes didn't care about it at all.

"As a woman, although her strength is not as strong as Auru, her speed advantage has made up for this shortcoming. We have seen the power of General Nether War, and then see how she deals with the fastest night elf among the creatures on the earth. And I chose Aurika instead of the same speed of Your Excellency Yizhak. If she can defeat Aurika, we will play together in the next game."

"..." Yizhak then understood why he sent the night elves to the field. Looking at Roland, who had already begun to counterattack, he frowned.

Be careful, Lord Roland.

The night elves are adjacent to the territory of the undead, and they have more experience in how to deal with the regeneration power of the undead than the Church of Light.

Chih!!

The short and delicate dagger slashed across Roland's right arm. Although it was just a small wound, Roland felt something was wrong.

After the dark green poison corrodes, the body not only fails to recover, but instead expands the wound area.

"Your Excellency, this poison is personally controlled by the goddess to deal with the dead. However, even the secret medicine that even the god of death sacrifice is taboo. If it is injured in the vital part... I can't estimate the consequences. Please be careful." The charming voice of the night elf spread out in the arena, and launched a new round of attacks.

This time, she aimed at Roland's heart.

This poison seems to be able to inhibit the regeneration of muscles. If this is the case, it must be decided quickly.

While thinking while sideways avoiding the night elves attacking her, Roland and she played a chase game in the arena.

Originally, he wanted to resist the attack of the elf as hard as before, but Roland thought about it and gave up this method.

No, I can't rely solely on my physical advantages, so that I won't have any growth.

If you want to defeat the night elf who is famous for its speed, the only way is to speed faster. As long as you do this, her ghostly attack and poisonous weapons will have no effect.

Thinking of this, Roland turned around and rushed towards the night elf who was chasing him behind him.

Speed ​​up?

Ainiga narrowed her eyes and noticed that Roland's speed had increased. Just as she twisted her waist and was about to turn around and pounce on her opponent again, she found that Roland had disappeared from her sight.

So fast!!

He hurriedly raised his weapon to hold the fierce attack that was coming. The night elves encountered an opponent whose speed could match him for the first time.

Not enough...it's faster.

Roland missed a single blow and retreated sharply.

Glazing at the night elf who also retreated, she knew that she was not enough to defeat her opponent.

Faster... to surpass the elves...

He tried hard on his feet and started playing the chase game again.

But this time the situation changed, the night elves were running away and Roland was chasing.

As she shouted in her heart, Roland felt her body begin to become lighter. After gradually adapting to the rapid movement, she found that during the high speed, the originally blurred scenery around her began to become clearer.

The every move of people in the audience began to become extremely slow, and the quick figure of the night elves running ahead also seemed a little slow in this change.

"ah!!"

Feeling a chill behind her back, Ainiga quickly stopped moving forward, and the sharp short sword on her neck stopped her from continuing to run.

"You won this game." The night elf said loudly with the dagger with faint green fluorescent light in his hand.

"Incredible..." the instructors talked, all amazed at the speed of Roland's sudden increase in that moment.

"The last game will be tested by Yizhak and I personally."

Rupers jumped forward, quietly jumped into the arena, and walked to the side of the Paladin who had been staying here to watch.

"Your Excellency, your strength and speed are fully up to the standards that a high-level knight has, but whether there is something else is lacking, it still needs a closer look at it."

Turning around and looking at the older man, Roland couldn't imagine that he could still be on the stage to coach himself, who was already gray and gray.

Skill type?

And, with Itzhak.

Thinking of the last duel with the Half-Elf Knight, Roland couldn't guess the old man's plan.

Yizhak's strength is not as strong as Oru, and his speed is just comparable to that of Anita.

As they said, both strength and speed have been tested, so what exactly are they going to test me this time?

"The fire-blazing bird from heaven raises your dazzling wings and dances the deadly and scorching hell."

He walked behind Yizhak without any haste, and the words Rubes read in his gentle voice shocked Roland.

magic!!

There is actually a magician among the mentors of the Golden Tree!!
Chapter completed!