"This is already an amazing price, okay?"

Old man Chang was embarrassed by Yaorao's questioning.

"Little girl, you have to know that the Seven Killing Mercenaries Three Swords Sword Chapter is equivalent to the glory that other mercenaries can only earn if they don't rest and work hard for a year. The lower-grade weapons of the Earth are even more of the good weapons that every primary mercenary wants but cannot find."

"You are a little bit more lucky than others."

Old man Chang pointed to the magic horn on the table and continued, "But you also need to understand one thing. It is not that pies fall from the sky every day. What you have today may be a great benefit that others will never get in their lifetime. If you hand in a king-like magic horn, you can get the status you want in the Seven Killing Mercenary Group, that's too sorry for the other mercenaries who died in the demon realm because of killing demons."

Although Old Man Chang's last few words were a bit harsh, he was convinced.

Indeed, most mercenaries rely on repeating D-level tasks to upgrade their sword level to four or five swords within five or ten years, so they all regard "sword level" as a glory worthy of maintenance throughout their lives!

Because the sword level on the chest represents the pride of the mercenary!

Compared with this kind of glory, a mere royal demon horn is really nothing!

"Grandpa, I'm anxious, I apologize." Yaorao immediately said sincerely. It was obviously impossible to reach the sky in one step.

Seeing that the little girl had a very good attitude, the older the gray robe looked at her, the more he felt more happy. He waved his hand and said, "No, it's already surprising that you can take out this pair of magic horns, but this method of calculating military merit is just the rule of the Seven Kills."

"The most important thing about Qiks is the role played by mercenaries on the battlefield of demons. Maybe one day you only kill an ordinary demon of the lord level, but that demon has caused great damage to the residents of the Giant Islands, so the reward given to you by Qiks will be much more abundant than this Demon King's Horn."

"Okay, I understand." Yaorao heard the old man's words and realized that it was because of the size of the contribution made to the human race in exchange for military merit in the Seven Kills, not simply looking at the number of demons killed.

"Grandpa, please handle the procedures for joining the Seven Killing Mercenary Group."

There is no better way to collect magic weapons at the moment. Yaorao thought about it and took back Murong Xi's magic horn first, and then said: "I won't change this magic horn for now. I will keep it at hand. After taking on the mission, I will count my military merits together."

After all, Murong Xi’s magic horns can’t be exchanged for too much of what she wants, so it’s better to stay with her first.

"Okay, okay!" Old Man Chang said yes repeatedly, and his face suddenly blossomed with joy.

He had asked the little girl three times if she wanted to join the Seven Kill Mercenary Group. Now the little girl finally spoke by herself. Naturally, he had done all kinds of procedures for applying for the membership without introducing the introduction. He even carefully dipped the tip of the quill pen with ink before handing it in Xiangrao's hands with a smile.

At this point, the progress was very smooth, but just as Yao Rao was filling out the application form with a quill pen, a noisy sound suddenly came from the entrance of the Qikha Mercenary Union.

As the sound rang out, a powerful pressure suddenly came from behind the enchanting back!

This breath was extremely impolite, and it shook the ink on the tip of the goosebrush in Yaorao's hand strongly and brutally. The ink dripped on the half-filled application form, so the black liquid immediately blew an ugly ink mark on the snow-white paper, and immediately ruined the form that was about to be filled.

This is the pressure of the summoner of the Human Emperor Realm!

With his eyes closed, he can feel the arrogance of this pressure. The strong will usually restrain his deterrence when he is not fighting. Even if his strength is too strong and cannot be completely covered up, ordinary high-level summoners will not walk around with a arrogant momentum so blatantly.

Because doing this is really annoying! If a slightly weaker summoner will be shocked to the back when passing through this pressure!

This is definitely intentional, deliberately making everyone around you passively impressed by this deterrent force!

Yao Rao frowned and looked back.

When she looked back, she saw a mighty man in a military domineering uniform.

The mighty man was more than eight feet tall, and he looked only about thirty, and he was one head higher than the crowd around him! His eyes were bright and energetic, his facial features were prominent, with clear edges and angular edges, and his thick eyebrows were burning on his forehead like two balls of flames. People remember his appearance at a glance.

The black Martial Arts were tightly attached to his strong body, outlining the concave and convex curves of the man's muscles. A thick cloak behind him was shining with the unique luster of high-end velvet, which further showed the man's heroic and majestic style.

The man was wearing countless small badges on his left chest, and Yao Rao didn't carefully identify them. The most eye-catching one was a White Tiger Holy Cross Silver Crown, which was the symbol of the Temple of Light, and only senior officials of the Temple were worthy of possession.

The people from the Temple of Light! Yaorao secretly praised in her heart.

The uncovered water spirit power circled around the man, making him look as if he was shrouded in smoke and clouds, which did not give people a sense of ethereal beauty, because the pressure and water spirit power on the man were too arrogant, as if those who approached him would be directly wiped out by a powerful force. So everyone looked at the steaming water vapor, and their cheeks showed a look of awe and fear.

It can be seen that the man carries various phantoms that are rare to ordinary people. He has three ancient and exquisite space phantoms on his left finger. A mitril enchanted pocket watch hung under his neck. The starry silver earrings flashed with extremely dazzling light under the man's arrogant hair.

He looked arrogant and domineering. Ten entourages followed him, and they were carefully worshipping the man as if he was the emperor of the world.

Seeing the man's arrival, both the staff and the mercenaries in the Qikill Mercenary Union, both the staff and the mercenaries who were contacting the task here, bowed their heads at the same time, and did not dare to look at the man's crazy aura.
Chapter completed!