Chapter 134: Holy See Of Ancient Rome, Vulcan Fighter

Um?

What happened again?

Why does something happen every time a copy is released.

A big hand reached out, trying to push Lin Moyu away.

White light flickered, the bone armor blocked the opponent, Lin Moyu remained motionless.

Vision restored.

I don't know when there was an extra layer of red carpet on the ground.

At the end of the red carpet, a resplendent and luxurious carriage was parked.

The horse that pulls the cart is not an ordinary horse, but a flame horse.

The flames on the horse's hooves burn all year round, and even in the ice and snow, they will not go out in the water.

The Flame Warhorse was originally a monster, but was tamed by a beast master, improved and bred, and finally became a human mount.

In western countries, flame horses are more popular.

For example, the Shenxia Empire is much less.

And there are not many people who are qualified to ride the flame horse.

As for pulling the chariot of the flames, that's even less.

From this point, it can be seen that the identity of the other party is different.

The thick and soft red carpet extends from the carriage to the copy entrance.

The ground was paved.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and on both sides of the red carpet, there were ten professionals riding flaming horses, majestic and majestic.

Lin Moyu and Ning Yiyi just came out of the dungeon and happened to be standing on the red carpet.

Seeing that Lin Moyu couldn't be pushed, the man's face changed slightly, and he put more strength in his hands, but he still couldn't push.

Lin Moyu's bone armor can't even be cut by a hell-level outpost guardian.

A level 36 abyssal dog demon will not have ripples if he holds a mace for a long time. 127

How could a mere level 30 professional be shaken.

He couldn't push Lin Moyu, so he was about to push Ning Yiyi with his hand, and at the same time shouted angrily, "Get out of here, you've spoiled His Highness's red carpet!"

Lin Moyu's face was slightly gloomy, and the other party had a Westerner's face, not from the Shenxia Empire.

A skeleton warrior appeared beside him in an instant, and slashed across without saying a word.

Let him go, let's see who let who go.

The man's face changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly.

The skeleton warrior's broadsword almost fell off him.

The big knife fell to the ground, and with a bang, the ground burst, because the red carpet was blown to pieces.

"Bold!"

The knights on both sides pulled out their weapons at the same time, aiming at Lin Moyu with a powerful momentum.

At this moment, more aura rose up and enveloped them.

The professionals of the nearby Shenxia Empire stood up one after another, as if they were ready to do something at any time.

Here, if you want to deal with the Shenxia people, you must first ask the Shenzhen professionals.

Ning Yiyi whispered in Lin Moyu's ear, "They should be from the Holy See of Guluo, be careful."

Lin Moyu nodded, "I know."

The Western countries are different from the Shenxia Empire. Their most powerful is not the country, but the Holy See.

The Holy See of Ancient Rome is one of them, and its strength even exceeds that of a small country like Sakura Country.

"Stop it all!"

There was a low cry from the carriage (aceh).

The Flame Knights lost their momentum instantly.

A young man in armor stepped out of the carriage and stepped onto the red carpet.

The armor is luxurious and exquisite, the golden light is constantly shining, and there are faint flames jumping on the armor.

Ning Yiyi narrowed her eyes, "It's not ordinary gold equipment, it's gold equipment made by blacksmiths."

"And his jewelry was also made by the alchemist, not the ones dropped by the dungeon.

"I think these equipments are of the same style, they may be suits, handmade suits."

A full set of gold equipment crafted by hand is much more valuable than top-notch gold equipment.

The attribute bonus is naturally stronger.

Maybe not as good as the Hell's Sentinel set, but it will definitely shine on the Nightmare Gold set.

The young man whispered, "How can you be so rude, back down."

The professional who was reprimanded immediately stepped aside and stood respectfully without a single word of nonsense.

This young man is what the other party calls His Highness, and he has an extraordinary status.

The young man stepped on the red carpet and walked in front of Lin Moyu and Ning Yiyi, "My subordinate was rude earlier, so I apologize to you two on his behalf."

It sounds very polite, but it is actually full of arrogance, and there is no intention of apologizing at all.

"Rotgers, from the Holy See of Ancient Rome, level 31, Vulcan fighter.

Rutgers' arrogance became more obvious when he reported his origin and occupation.

His occupation also caused many people nearby to exclaim, and these people obviously knew about Vulcan fighters.

There are also many people who do not know this profession.

"It turned out to be a Vulcan fighter from the Holy See of Ancient Rome.

"Is the Vulcan fighter amazing?"

"The Holy See of Ancient Rome believed in gods, and they had some special professionals who claimed to have inherited the mighty power of the gods. Vulcan fighters claimed to have inherited the power of Vulcan."

"Sounds great."

"In fact, it is indeed quite powerful, belonging to a legendary professional."

"What nonsense Vulcan fighters are actually fighters with fire attribute talents, it's not that mysterious.

Regardless of whether he really inherited the power of Vulcan, even a fighter with fire attribute talent is already very powerful.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to rate it as a legendary profession.

Lin Moyu looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Lin Moyu, Shenxia Empire, level 24, necromancer."

Rutgers didn't seem to care about Lin Moyu's answer, or even necessarily catch it.

He stretched out his hand towards Ning Yiyi, "Beautiful miss, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to join me in the copy.

A trace of disgust flashed in Ning Yiyi's eyes, she hated Rogers a little bit.

She felt that there was hypocrisy hidden under Rogers' gentle appearance.

Ning Yiyi believes in her own feelings, and has believed since she was a child.

When meeting Lin Moyu for the first time, Ning Yiyi felt the simplicity of Lin Moyu.

That's why I want to make friends with Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu had a panoramic view of Ning Yiyi's eyes, and Lin Moyu was rude, "No need, you are not qualified."

Rogers froze in place, his expression slightly distorted, but he still tried to maintain his demeanor, "I should be more qualified than you.

Lin Moyu shook his head, "That's just what you think."

"Haha!" Rutgers laughed angrily, "You're only level 24, and it's normal that you don't have enough vision."

"Do you know what book Your Highness wants to print?"

"My Highness wants to clear the Hell Difficulty Outpost dungeon alone to get the legendary title."

"Beautiful lady, I will invite you after His Royal Highness successfully completes the dungeon of hell difficulty and obtains the title."

Ning Yiyi's big eyes were shining, she looked at him like an idiot, and pointed to her head, "Are you not doing well here?"

Ha ha!

Many Shenxia professionals on the sidelines laughed.

Ning Yiyi was saying that there seemed to be something wrong with Rogers' head.

Rutgers' head was red and white.

But in order to maintain his demeanor, he couldn't get angry at Ning Yiyi.

Although already very angry, but still have to endure.

I endured it very hard, and I pinched my head.

Lin Moyu gave him a weird look, "You can't get the title."

After finishing speaking, he and Ning Yiyi looked at each other.

The cooling talisman shimmered, and the two entered the dungeon again.

Rutgers suddenly covered his forehead and laughed loudly, "You actually said that His Highness can't win the title. If His Highness can't win the title, who else can win the title."

There was incomparable arrogance in the voice.

Before, Mo Yun was considered arrogant enough, but now compared with him, Mo Yun has no choice but to bow down.

Rutgers is not only arrogant, but also high-profile.

From the horse-drawn chariot of the flame war, accompanied by the professional team, the red carpet paves the way.

All behavior is high profile.

He did it on purpose, to let professionals from other countries see how he completed the dungeon of the Hell Difficulty Outpost [How to win the legendary title that no one can get.

He looked around while laughing, wanting to see the reaction of others.

The result was to see a pair of sneering faces.

The situation, it seems, is not quite right.

"Go and find out, what's going on?"

Rutgers is deliberately high-profile, not really sick in the brain.

Up to now, he really seems to have a problem.

The results came quickly.

The title has been taken away.

Someone has already completed the feat of clearing the copy of the hell-level outpost one step ahead of him.

And that person is the level 24 necromancer who just entered.

Rogers was dumbfounded. . . .