"Narant, don't worry, you have only been unconscious for a day!"
"Tsk tsk, Nalant, no wonder you can practice so fast in this sacred continent. I didn't expect your body to be so strong!"
"I thought it would take at least two or three days for you to wake up!"
The little bone dragon immediately comforted Nalant.
At the same time, Nalant kept marveling at him.
Although Nalant's strength is weak.
But this physical strength is something it has never seen before.
Except for the main energy channel, the other energy channels in Nalant's body at this moment can be said to be in a mess.
Not to mention those tiny energy veins, they have been completely cracked.
I am afraid that only a small part of those medium Qi veins can still be maintained without being broken.
Such an injury would be a serious injury to any Sky Knight.
But now that Nalant has regained consciousness, his breath is very stable.
"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, I have woken up, but my injuries are quite serious!"
Nalant sensed himself for a moment and realized that the energy in his body was now like a lake of slurry.
Fortunately, his body has been strengthened by the kiwi fruit system, otherwise it would be doubtful whether he could still move now.
After a pause, Nalant continued to ask curiously: "By the way, Mr. Bone Dragon, what happened to me after I fainted that day? Are there any other accidents?"
After Nalant unleashed the second slash of glory, he didn't even last until the scene where the city wall was split into two before he fainted.
"Nalant, what other surprise could there be? You didn't know the scene when you executed the second slash of glory yesterday."
"Even that golden disk stained with the aura of the Sun God can't resist it."
"Finally, after breaking the barrier of the disc, the wall of the Holy City was divided into two."
The little bone dragon smiled and told Nalant the scenes that followed that day.
"By the way Nalant, how come the power of your second glorious slash is so powerful? It's comparable to the effect of using divine power!"
After finishing speaking, Xiao Gulong also remembered something strange that day, that is, the power of Nalant's second Glory Slash was abnormally strong.
"Well, I'm actually not very clear about this Mr. Bone Dragon, but I did have a different feeling when I executed the second Glory Slash that day."
"When I executed the second slash, I even felt that gathering the fighting energy was smoother than the first slash."
Narant recalled the feeling when he released that second slash that day.
Originally, he could feel the pressure when he released the first strike of glory.
When releasing the second slash of glory, it will definitely not be so easy and smooth.
Therefore, there must be some reason for this that he doesn't know about.
Suddenly, Nalant thought of something and immediately picked up the Sword of Glory.
"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, do you think it could be because of the use of the Sword of Glory?" Nalant speculated.
"It's really possible, Nalant, please try to communicate with this Sword of Glory!"
"As the accompanying sword of the God of Glory, such artifacts have their own weapon spirits!"
The little bone dragon also looked at the long sword in Nalant's hand, somewhat agreeing with his idea.
"Okay, then I'll try again!"
After Nalant learned that the Sword of Glory was an artifact some time ago, he also tried to communicate with the spirit of the artifact.
But after several attempts, he didn't get any response.
At that time, Nalant didn't bother trying anymore.
But today he felt it was necessary to communicate again.
"Sir, can you hear me? Are you conscious?"
Nalant immediately covered the Sword of Glory with his spiritual power.
However, after waiting for a while, Narant received no response as usual.
"Your Mightiness?"
Nalant asked again unwillingly.
This time, I waited for tens of seconds, but there was still silence in the Sword of Glory.
"Is not it?"
Nalant was a little disappointed and was about to take back his mental power.
"Boy!"
However, just when Nalant was about to withdraw his mental power, there was a wave of fluctuations in the Sword of Glory.
"Any response? Sir, are you the weapon spirit of this Sword of Glory?"
Narant suddenly became excited and quickly asked.
"That's right, boy, what do you want from me? I don't have much power anymore and I don't have time to chat with you!"
"Your Excellency, I am very happy to get your response. I just want to ask if you helped me with the second sword attack yesterday?" Nalant heard the words and could hear the meaning of the weapon spirit.
Apparently it has lost some of its power due to years of rescue.
He didn't hesitate at the moment and spoke directly.
"That's right. Otherwise, do you think you can unleash such power with pure fighting spirit elements?"
"You don't have to thank me. It was that guy who made me feel the aura of that despicable god, the Sun God."
"That's why I don't hesitate to use up my remaining divine power to help you."
"It's a pity that the body contained in my body has declined due to the erosion of time, and I couldn't chop those guys into pieces with one sword!"
The Artifact Spirit of Glory immediately admitted that he had helped Nalant yesterday.
It turned out that after the Holy Son took out the golden disk yesterday, the moment the Sword of Glory appeared, he noticed the aura of the Sun God on it.
As for the battle between the God of Glory and the God of Sun, as the sword accompanying the God of Glory, the Sword of Glory naturally participated in the whole process.
Therefore, he also has great hostility towards the God of Glory.
Even if the owner is no longer there, he still has trouble with the Sun God.
"Well, it turns out that's really the case. Thank you so much, Your Excellency!"
Nalant nodded.
"Boy, do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'm afraid I'm going to fall into a deep sleep!"
"My master gave you the Sword of Glory, and I was supposed to help you too!"
"But after hundreds of thousands of years of consumption, I can't hold it anymore. Besides, I really miss my master so much, I might as well perish with him."
The weapon spirit of the Sword of Glory continued to ask Nalant.
"Your Excellency Qi Ling, you cannot be destroyed!" Nalant suddenly became anxious.
He has already seen the glory of this Sword of Glory.
If it lacks the spirit of the weapon, it cannot be considered a divine weapon.
"Your Excellency Qi Ling, now that I know the existence of the God of Glory's temple, I will find a way to resurrect the God of Glory in the future!"
"Isn't it the power of faith? I already know that several principalities are ready to believe in the God of Glory!"
"Resurrection of the God of Glory?" The weapon spirit was a little surprised.
"Yes, I have such a plan, so if you want to see the God of Glory again, you'd better live well."
"In addition, you can enhance my strength while you are alive, so there is more hope of resurrecting the God of Glory."
Narant replied in the affirmative.
Although I don’t know how many years and months it will take to resurrect the God of Glory.
I don't know if I can survive until that time.
However, Nalant didn't care anymore.
Stabilizing this weapon spirit first will definitely be a great help to you.
"Boy, even if what you say is true, I still want to help you, but my divine power is almost exhausted!"
"Unless you can find a god to bless me with divine power, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day!"
"In my current state, I'm afraid I will dissipate and perish in three days at most."
Qi Ling sighed.
Although the weapons of other gods no longer have the blessing of their masters.
But it is also maintained by the power of faith of believers in the temple all year round.
In this way, the weapons of other gods can be preserved intact for hundreds of thousands of years.
It will not be damaged even after use.
But the God of Glory no longer had any believers to pray to him thousands of years after his death.
In this way, this Sword of Glory naturally became dying.
"Three days?"
Nalant also frowned.
Even if the Temple of Glory still exists, he can still find a way to get the nobles of the Northern Principality to offer their faith.
But now it's still too late.
"Okay, kid, I'm going to sleep, but don't worry, even without my weapon spirit, this Sword of Glory will still be no worse than other artifacts!"
After saying that, the spirit returned to silence.
Narant also regained his spiritual power.
"Narant, how is it?"
Seeing that Nalant's mental power had dissipated, the little bone dragon immediately asked out of curiosity.
"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, the power of yesterday's slash was indeed helped by the spirit of the Sword of Glory!"
"He just gave me an answer!"
Narant spoke immediately.
"Haha, that's it. That's good. Nalant, from now on you can use this Sword of Glory to face the enemy, even if it's a dragon knight, you don't have to worry!"
"Of course, you can't be too proud, because looking at your injuries today, it also means that you may only have one or two chances to swing your sword!"
The little bone dragon smiled and spoke.
"Well, Mr. Bone Dragon, I'm afraid you don't have to worry about being injured in the future, because it has not been nurtured by divine power for a long time, and the weapon spirit of the Sword of Glory only has three days left."
"He will perish in three days because his divine power is exhausted!"
Nalant shook his head and told Little Bone Dragon what the Glory Sword Artifact Spirit said earlier.
"This..." Xiao Gulong was stunned after hearing this.
After a moment, he shook his head and said, "What a pity!"
"If this weapon spirit disappears, it will be very difficult for you to give birth to another weapon spirit!"
"But it is simply impossible to find a god to help!"
Nalant nodded silently upon hearing this, but there was nothing he could do about it for the time being.
At that moment, he was ready to get up and return to the sacred city.
But when he climbed, he found that he had some difficulty moving.
"Narant, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk back alone!"
"Although your body is strong enough, your injuries are not minor!"
When the little bone dragon saw this, he immediately warned Nalant.
"This is great, do you want to practice and recover on your own in this wilderness?"
Narant suddenly became embarrassed.
Now the small bone dragon will definitely not be able to regain its shape.
And he couldn't walk on his own.
In this way, even if he wakes up, he doesn't know whether he can make it back before the wedding the day after tomorrow.
"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, can you please go to the Sacred City to find my subordinates and ask them to pick me up?"
Nalant immediately looked at the small bone dragon.
If it were normal times, he wouldn't mind resting in the wild for a few more days.
But now that the wedding date is approaching, the sooner we go back, the better.
"Narant, this was definitely no problem originally, but now you no longer have any fighting capacity."
"In such a jungle, I'm afraid that as soon as I leave, there will be wild beasts and monsters coming to trouble you!"
The little bone dragon immediately answered.
Don't look at the quiet and peaceful jungle around you now.
But this is all because of the existence of a terrifying guy like the Little Bone Dragon.
Once the small bone dragon leaves, the smell of blood on Nalant's body will definitely attract a group of monsters that treat him as food.
Suddenly, Narant was in a dilemma.
However, just when Nalant was worried about this, he suddenly seemed to see a golden thread floating towards him in the sky from the corner of his eyes.
Nalant was immediately shocked and thought it was some kind of hidden weapon.
His body instinctively wanted to avoid it, but then he realized that he couldn't move.
"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, help me!"
Nalant immediately called out to the Little Bone Dragon for help.
But the little bone dragon turned a blind eye to the golden thread and looked at Nalant with doubts in his mind.
And Nalant could only watch the golden thread merge into his body.
The next moment, Nalant was suddenly shocked.
"What...what is this?"
But when the golden thread entered the body, the danger Nalant imagined did not appear.
Instead, I suddenly felt my body warm.
Then, the partially broken Qi meridians in the body began to recover on their own.
Nalant was immediately shocked. This feeling was almost the same as when Winnie used her talent to save him.
"Narant, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
The little bone dragon saw Nalant's expression changing from white to red, a little unpredictable, and he immediately became anxious.
"Your Excellency Bone Dragon, didn't you see it just now? Ah, it's here again, look quickly..."
Nalant was preparing to explain to the little bone dragon, but at this moment, he suddenly found a golden thread floating towards him from the sky.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Here we go again, Narant, what did you see?"
The little bone dragon suddenly became nervous and began to look left and right.
But after looking at it for a while, it really found nothing.
At this moment, his eyes were staring at Nalant with some astonishment.
"Narant, you don't have a problem here, do you?"
The little bone dragon pointed at Nalant's head.
Nalant suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "Your Excellency Bone Dragon, it's not that there's something wrong with my head, but I really saw something weird."
"Just now, two strands of golden thread-like things fell from the sky, and then merged into my body."
"After these two strands of silk fall into my body, they can automatically repair my Qi meridians..."
"But the strange thing is, why can't you see Mr. Bone Dragon?"
"The golden thread falling from the sky can also repair your Qi veins?"
The little bone dragon frowned, and then used his senses to explore Nalant's body.
Sure enough, I saw that a small part of Nalant's Qi veins were slowly recovering.
"etc!"
But suddenly, the little bone dragon's eyes widened.
"This breath...is the power of faith?!"
Although the golden thread has disappeared, the little bone dragon still detects a trace of the power of faith.
"What, the power of faith?"
Nalant was stunned by the little bone dragon's exclamation.
"That's right, Narant, I won't feel wrong. This is the power of faith!"
"Moreover, what you just described is also consistent. The golden thread is formed by the gathering of the power of faith."
"After reaching such a scale, the power of faith will automatically float to the place where it belongs, that is, the gods!"