Joshua walked towards the great sword closest to him.

This is a sword that is so huge that it is a bit extraordinary. Its workmanship is not fine, but it is a bit rough. Half of the sword body is inserted into the stone floor, and the exposed part is still as high as half a person. Although the heavy sword body has rust, it can be seen that the inner core is still strong, and the dark silver appearance absorbs light, as if it is shrouded in the shadow.

Walking to the front of it, the tattoo on the back of the hand was burning like a flame, Joshua stared at the sword, silent, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, he stretched out his right hand.

Joshua held the sword.

"Wow—"

A gust of wind suddenly rose in the closed underground dark room.

Because of this wind, all the rust smell that had originally filled the room was swept away, and the weapons inserted in the ground, whether they were swords, swords, guns or axes, were trembling slightly, making dull clanging sounds, as if they were celebrating and regretful. In the hymns of countless weapons playing, Joshua stared at the great sword in his hand and pulled it out of the stone bit by bit.

Light, the light generated by magic power emerged from the void. In the noise, accompanied by the harsh sound of iron and stone rubbing, the blade of the giant sword gradually left the rock and was exposed in front of people. The sword body covered under the earth did not rot. The sharp blade reflected the light, like a star.

A strange light flashed in his eyes. Joshua had pulled out most of the sword, leaving only the last little sword tip still stuck underground - according to common sense, this was impossible. Drawing the sword should have become easier and easier, but now, there is only the last little left of the sword. The stubborn refusal to be pulled out seemed to be resisting because of the lack of something.

"Why reject me?"

He whispered, and Joshua asked about the giant sword in his hand, as if he was asking for someone.

【Brand the mark.】

A row of such words suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. Qiao Xiuya was originally a little shocked, but in an instant, he reacted in the system prompt: "Indeed...so that's it!"

Taking a deep breath, Joshua pressed all his thoughts and silenced his mind. With the wonderful breathing rhythm, the internal organs, bones, muscles and other parts of the body began to tremble. Countless subtleties, but the power from life itself gathered out, and came to his right hand along the blood vessels and tendons, in the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

The flames called Dou Qi condensed, the power of the steel of origin gathered, and were then injected into the half-old and half-new giant sword, cleaning its interior.

The rust fell off and the scratches disappeared. As the sword body of the giant sword flashed with silver light, the imprint belonging to Joshua was knocked down, and the remaining sword tip also left the earth and was completely pulled out, bringing out some dust.

The wave of magic power boiled! A firefly-like light spot slowly emerged in the atmosphere, and then fell to the sword body like flying snow. The huge power was easily accommodated in Joshua's astonished gaze.

Then, in a burst of unseen strong light, the hilt of the giant sword that was originally held tightly in his palm turned into a slender hand, slightly placed in his palm, and there was a black tattoo on his white wrist, which was exactly the same as the one on his wrist, like the same ring snake sword.

"First meeting, master."

The elegant voice of the girl was heard. Joshua looked up and saw a petite figure standing in front of him. She was wearing a women's double-breasted dress. Her silk-like silver hair drifted with the wind, and her green eyes, which were like fireflies, had an inexplicable light flowing.

She smiled and gave a deacon to Joshua, then gently pulled out her right hand, bowed again, "I came to follow the bloodline of Radcliffe and the contract of the ancients. I guess you are my contractor, I am the Sword of God Akrool, and you can call me Firefly."

Joshua looked solemn throughout the whole process, without saying a word. He stared at the girl who was elegant in front of him, vaguely giving him a sense of sight as an old housekeeper, and his eyes were in abrupt.

It wasn't that he was stunned. In fact, his thoughts were extremely complicated and turbulent, but to sum up, it could roughly become like this:

"The god machine is not a human being turned into a weapon, but a weapon turned into a race like human beings?! I'm completely in a rebellion?"

This idea naturally cannot be expressed, and the silver-haired girl who calls herself a firefly continued to speak. She looked a little happy and smiled at Joshua in a slightly aristocratic voice, "I heard your call and guide you here. This is your wish and my prayer. Now, the contract is about to be reached!"

"From then, my lord, I will fight with you, open the way with faith, and smash the difficulties with strength."

No matter how surprised he was, Joshua knew with instinct that he had now reached the most important step of the contract. The power of his bloodline surged in his body. He became serious and placed his hand on Firefly's forehead.

"In that case, declare that the contract is established!"

The two of them said solemnly at the same time, and their voices became ethereal under the influence of some mysterious force: "Abide by the ancient contract, my order is placed in your hands, your glory is preserved by my blade, and you hold this vow with your bloodline, and you will never betray it!"

A faint light appeared in the void. Joshua felt an unusually wonderful feeling rising inside his body, especially on his right wrist. This is the characteristic of the bloodline contract. Although Joshua had not signed a contract with the Divine Machine before, he knew how to do it. His body also had an inexplicable sensing ability. If he had children in the future, his children would inherit this sensing power to the Divine Machine.

After the contract was reached, both parties seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, especially Firefly. She seemed very happy and did not intend to cover it up, and her face was filled with joy.

But Joshua knew that this was just a simple appearance.

Although Ying looked only forty-five years old and was just a young girl, as a human body condensed by energy, although she is a magical machine, her combat power in the human body is not weak, at least stronger than many human silver.

At this time, the system's attribute version naturally popped up.

【Name: Firefly Akroel】

【Template: Excellent】

【Race: Divine Machine - Race Skill: Divine Machine, resonance with the contractor connected to the bloodline, transform into a weapon】

【Level: LV23·Silver (Challenge Level 16·Silver)】

【property:……】

[Body size: Small humanoid life in another world/sword length 197 cm]

【Health Point: Full of Vitality】

【Physical strength value: full of vitality】

【Incarnation Weapon: Akrool Sword of Steel]

【Status: None】

[Profession: The seventh generation of God of Waste / Maid]

【Talent: Spiritual body, sleepless, no need for food, personal physical fitness】

[Skills: Weak click break, crush damage, damage of parts, increase sharpness, break the head, Rhino Firefly (incomplete)]

【Equipment: Women's Double Breasted Dress】

[Divine Mechanization LV1: lasts for one hour, cools down for twenty-four hours, transforms into a weapon form, providing half of its health and one-fifth of its attributes to the contractor.]

[After the contract, you will be reborn, and you will observe the world with ignorant weapons.]

(Attributes, talents and skills, combat power are not weak, and this is a newborn magic machine. If you exercise well, you will definitely be stronger than now. No wonder the old earl regards mortal as an arm helper, not just because it can become a weapon.)

I thought to myself that Joshua knew that Firefly had just been born now. Even so, the human form had the strength of the intermediate silver level, and could turn into a weapon-enhancing contractor during crisis. It is worthy of being a powerful race that set off a craze in the entire dispute continent.

And he looks so cute, I just don’t know how crazy those group of face controls were back then!

Joshua knew the urinary nature of the group of veteran players under his command. They were all gentlemen and ladies. They didn’t choose the strong ones to choose cute and beautiful ones. Some mages even deliberately studied the science of otherworldly and demons to summon creatures such as fairies or succubus. This is a mage. It is more convenient to find good pets. It would be nice for ordinary warriors to have a mount, let alone other ones.

He could even imagine how big a frenzy will arise in the melee profession when the powerful and cute race of the Divine Machine is exposed. Joshua was not interested in this aspect in his previous life and did not pay attention to any news. He just swiped copies and exploded the boss all day long, but even so, he heard a lot of things about Divine Machine, most of which were only known because the girls in the group chatted and flooded the screen in the group, which was enough to prove his popularity.

If Joshua was still in the original world, the group of fans in the group would know that their only knowledgeable killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, and killing, the cold-faced black-handed, hard-smelling stone leader could actually make a contract with the divine opportunity, and the whole group would definitely explode first.

"My name is Joshua van Radcliffe, your contractor."

At the silver-haired girl in front of her stretched out her right hand, Joshua looked down at the other party and seriously sent out an invitation: "I should have talked for a while, but unfortunately I don't have enough time. Now, I'm going to deal with my enemies. I wonder what you think?"

Firefly naturally stretched out his right hand, unable to hold it, and could only put it in the warrior's palm. She and Joshua looked at each other, chuckled and bowed, "It is my birth mission to follow my master and kill the enemy, and it is a very honor."

"Very good." After saying that, he nodded, and Joshua simply turned around and walked towards the underground hall: "Then let's go now."

Without saying anything, Ying naturally followed behind him, and the two walked outside together.

At the same time, the consequences of Joshua's straight rushing into the city gate are fermenting.

"Bad!" Slapping the table fiercely, Danlia was furious in the living room of the Lord's Mansion: "The fifty heavy gunmen couldn't even hold on for a few minutes, and they were defeated in one move?!"

There was no way to refute, and the messenger had to lower his head and eyes to see his nose and nose. While scolding the snorkeling in his heart, he also prayed that his employer's anger would be relieved quickly and not vent on himself.

"Silent, ha, one of the strongest mercenaries in the Northland, who is also a high-level silver, only knows how to escape, and can't even give out specific strength information. I really don't know what the use of hiring this person!"

He cursed again, the tall man who was so strong that he looked a little fat, was now gasping for breath, with blue veins on his head leaping.

The messenger had to continue to lower his head, hoping sincerely that he would not be taught a lesson.

Danlia did not intend to take his anger at the person in front of him. He seemed angry, but his brain was very calm, he was still complaining, but in fact he was thinking about other things in his mind.

(Joshya is so strong? No, his talent is better than my brother. It seems that he survived the bloody battle on the orc battlefield, and he has made a breakthrough in the crisis... Even the Silent is not his opponent, which means that no one on our side can stop him.)

(Fortunately, the lord is coming soon, and so long has passed, the guards and patrol knights have gathered. He has no chance to raid now, but he still has to pay attention to possible infiltration and assassination. After all, this is his hometown, and there may be some hidden secret paths... The silent person is also unreliable, so be careful.)

"You, go and call the three hired warriors who stayed in the backyard."

Making up his mind, Danlia frowned and said to the messenger beside her: "Just say I will pay extra and ask them to get closer to protect me!"

"yes!"

Finally able to leave, the messenger stood up quickly as if he was relieved and ran towards the backyard, but he did not see the calm eyes of his employer behind him.

"The Radcliffe family has always been a single son. Even if there are other heirs, most of them are sent to the family origins in the south of the empire as a merchant."

After the person left, Danlia did not need to pretend to be angry. He frowned and thought seriously: "The heads of the family in all generations are gold, and there must be a secret behind this that I don't know... This can be said later, but the Wilsons' people are completely untrustworthy. They have been ill-behaved from the beginning and need more attention than Joshua."

After saying that, he sneered, matte a huge sapphire ring on his thumb.
Chapter completed!