"There has been a change... There has been a change, right?" Jonah stared at the long black sword in the center of the Buddha's belly chamber. He held his breath nervously. The marks of the dead gods seemed to have changed. But look carefully. . And it seemed like it was just an illusion. There were faint sounds of explosions and crashing waves in the distance. "By the way, the protectors of the ghost are still fighting. Mr. Liche, everyone..." The astrologer gritted his teeth and stood awkwardly. He stood up. "There is no time to wait any longer. No matter what, this is a battle started because of me."

At this moment, a clear and long cry echoed in the room. Jonah turned around in surprise and found that the Black Dragon Sword was gradually regaining its luster. The rust was peeling off. The temperature of the space rose sharply. There was an uneasy vibration from the ground under his feet. The Black Dragon Its eyes are becoming brighter and brighter. The red reverse scales on its chest have completely turned black. They fit perfectly among the closely arranged dragon scales. The staff Silapina and the belt Edinmont re-radiate the soul of joy. The fluctuations urged Jonah to step forward and reach out to touch the reborn artifact.

"Boom." A loud noise came from the mind of the 17-year-old boy. The huge impact from the spiritual world knocked him to the ground. Countless intricate pictures rushed into his mind like a flood. A deafening and powerful voice said: " Thank you mortal."

"You, are you the soul of the sword? You can talk to me directly." Jonah's whole head was buzzing and he asked while suppressing his headache.

"That's not the case." The majestic voice said. "I am the black dragon Aksetan from the east. My life was taken away by the evil dragon from the west in the ancient war. The reverse scale with my soul fragment was killed by the foreigner. Collect it and nourish it with his energy. Later, when the foreigner was wandering around the southern continent, he mated with a powerful alien. He wanted to implant reverse scales in their half-dragon son. Through the soul replacement spell, I used a new one. My appearance was reborn. But the war started again. My husband unfortunately died and could never return to that scorching place. My reverse scales attached to the half-dragon body. After a long period of time, they gradually became weaker. In the half-dragon incarnation After becoming a dragon, Ni Lin was handed over to you. You nourished my soul fragments with human soul energy. Until just now, you allowed me to fuse with this artifact. This sword is the legendary sword of the ancient Black Dragon King. It was created by the war Personally crafted with Lacy, the god of blacksmiths. The statue made of dragon scales and dragon bones imprisoned the soul of the Black Dragon King Lemuela, the master of the eastern dragons. In the long years and endless battles, the soul of the Black Dragon King Lemuela The soul has become extremely weak and is almost dead. Before the artifact is completely destroyed, the souls of me and the Black Dragon King will merge into one. From now on, the names of Axetan and Lemuela will be forgotten by the world. We are reborn. The Black Dragon Sword. The sacred seal of the Lord God Lazi... This is the first and last time I talk to you. Mortal. Thank you. Please make good use of the power of the Black Dragon Sword... In this continent It also has another name: Kurikara."

The voice suddenly disappeared. Yona fell to the ground and sorted out the clues in a daze. Along with the black dragon Aksetan's narration, one picture was firmly imprinted in his mind. "So this is it..." "Huizi" means "husband"...it turns out that this is the legendary Kurigara." The astrologer finally figured out the clues to the matter. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaimed.

Many years ago, the black dragon Aksetan died. Her consort collected her reverse scales containing soul fragments. This male black dragon came to the southern continent from the Eastern Continent. He met the mother of sand-eating worms in the endless sand sea. The "Hubworm" mated with it and gave birth to the half-dragon monster Ghost Bahama. Before Aksetan's soul could be resurrected in Ghost Bahama, the black dragon died in the war. The son of the dragon did not know that there was a giant monster hidden in him. The reverse scale of the dragon. Day after day, it ran through the endless sea of ​​sand for the glory of the distant sky. Until it returned to the sky with the help of two generations of astrologers. After experiencing a short period of glory, it turned into nothingness. The black giant Aksetan is a black dragon. Descendants of King Lemuela. Their soul fluctuations are in perfect harmony. The red reverse scale resurrected the artifact. But the female dragon's sanity also disappeared under the power of Kurigara... For those who are confined to the square inch reverse scale For the proud dragon who has been trapped for too long, this may not be a good destination.

The two seals of the gods joyfully called out to their third partner. The astrologer stood up. He walked over and reached out to hold the hilt of Kurigara's sword. "Cang." The sharp black sword edge left the ground, billowing with black flames. The room was steaming. But Jonah couldn't feel a trace of heat. The long sword in his hand was very heavy. His palm touched the scales of the black dragon statue. It was as if each scale was squirming slightly as if it were alive. Jonah could feel the long sword. The sword contains terrifying destructive power. This momentum has nothing to do with evil. It is an absolute force of pure violence. Among the seven seals of the gods, it is the only artifact not named after the main god. It is called Kurigara. The long sword is a brutal weapon that combines the power of Lazi, the god of war and blacksmiths, and Lemuela, the king of the black dragon, with the ultimate goal of destroying everything.

The 17-year-old boy didn't think he could control this long sword. His heart was filled with fear. This was the first time he felt that the artifact was not functioning for his own mind. The sword in his hand made a hungry buzzing sound, urging him to move something. Severely cut off mountains and rivers, buildings, trees, and human bodies. Jonah's body was filled with the turmoil of cutting everything in front of him in two. "Oh my God. This sword. This sword..." He gritted his teeth. .Swinging the long sword.

The Buddha statue was cut off. The lake water was cut off. There was no sense of the weight of the cut object in his hand. But the Buddha was gently broken into two halves. The deep lake water separated up and down in front of his eyes. The black flames that burned the sky and destroyed the earth were in front of him. Burning, water in the fire, fire under the water. The wonders caused by one sword stunned Jonah. But at the same time, he felt that his vitality was rapidly draining. This gentle sword consumed half of his physical strength. The Black Dragon Sword is A bottomless black hole of greed.

The flame went out. The lake water rolled back. The astrologer increased the energy of the temperature control star array without thinking. Sure enough, the temperature control star array activated by Edinmont with all his strength could isolate the medium "water". He regretted it. Why didn't I think of this earlier? As if wrapped in a large transparent bubble, Jonah began to rise slowly in the lake. He held the staff in his left hand and the heavy long sword in his right hand. "I'm here. Everyone... Don't die." The young man's eyes were burning with light.

The battle on the lake is in full swing. Each of the three senior deacons of the Brotherhood is stepping on a summoned beast floating in the lake. The stable footing allows them to launch attacks calmly. The protectors of the ghost left hand can only Look for the remaining rocks and broken pillars in the lake to settle down. This will put the battle at a disadvantage from the beginning.

"Po writes and drinks wax. Rub his tongue and drink wax." Venerable Gaowuzhe did not hesitate for a moment. Drops of golden liquid dripped from his left hand. Dark thick ink flowed from his right hand. A dark ghoul and a golden marrow-eating ghost emerged from the lake. Slowly rising, the two incongruous evil spirits looked at each other and let out threatening screams at the same time. They pounced towards the purple-robed psychic warlock from left to right. The old monk took a few weak breaths and clasped his hands together. .Gold and black are entangled and fighting on the surface of the skin. A summoning spell that consumes more mental power is being prepared.

"I have been taught. Master." The spiritualist named Beduo bowed respectfully. He touched the staff with his right hand on the water and began to recite the mysterious summoning mantra. A huge purple halo appeared on the water. The surface of the lake was undulating. The top of the aperture began to become foggy and blurry. A distant roar rolled like thunder in the sky. Sharp claws, a long red tail and ugly scales were looming in the mist. An unknown monster was coming from another world. He slowly climbed out of the door.

Regardless of whether the summoner, the psychic, the "ghostly marriage" Long Ji or the "armored body" Asai, they all use space-based spells. Is there only one so-called "other world" or several? These mysterious Do the summons come from the same alien world? Or do they come from countless different worlds? This question has been debated for a long time. But there has never been an authoritative answer... Perhaps only the Easterners who hide their bodies in other worlds Can provide answers.

The summoned object of the spiritualist is called a "familiar". Bedo's familiar is completely different from the image of the evil spirit of Venerable Gaowuzhe. What emerges in the mist is a huge figure with uneven red scales all over its body. , a beast with a pair of long horns, a long tail and six thick lower limbs. The places where the eyes used to be were covered with smooth scales... This familiar had no eyes. Bedo slammed his staff. "Bang." "Purple ripples rippled. The familiar's body shook slightly. It opened its sharp-toothed mouth and let out a long roar. It spewed out foul-smelling ocher red smoke, and small flames came out of its nostrils.

"The Fire Breath Dog from the Fire Hell. Please accept it. The other one below is the seventeen-headed sea anemone from the Ice Hell. Come and say hello." The purple-robed psychic warlock gestured gracefully. The entire lake immediately It boiled. Countless thick blue tentacles surfaced. Several of them held up the Brotherhood's warriors and summons. The rest of the tentacles covered with mucus danced in the air. They looked weird and inexplicable.

The golden shadow flashed. The marrow-eating ghost appeared on the neck of the Flame Breath Dog. It stretched out its long mouthparts and stabbed it. "Clang." Sparks flew out. The familiar's hard scales bounced the attack away. The blind dog's neck turned. It was at an incredible angle. He turned back and opened his big mouth and bit down hard. The marrow-eating ghost turned into a golden shadow and disappeared without a trace. "Crack." The teeth bite in the air. Poisonous red smoke overflowed from the gaps between the teeth. The Flame Breath Dog was angry. It roared and shook its head around. At this time, the tiny ghoul got into its belly. Its sharp claws drew long lines of sparks flying on its scales. "He is indeed Master Gaowuzha." Beduo praised. "Then it's time to get serious."

A golden and black vortex was spinning in front of Venerable Gaowuzhe. The old monk had exhausted his last bit of strength and sat down weakly on the corridor. He looked at the enemy opposite with his cloudy eyes: "Oh. Okay." He responded feebly. He raised his right arm in the air. "Take it. Take as much as you want."
Chapter completed!