As a child growing up in the St. Bollen Mountains, Jonah could not swim. Before being taken to the astrology tower on the red clay plain by teacher Keshava, he followed his mother's warning and never went to the river not far from home. Playing with water. But the astrologer who was slowly sinking in the artificial lake at the Mausoleum of Prince Mora in Maharaja City did not feel scared or suffocated. A voice gently called him, guiding him to move his hands and feet to walk among the remains of the Buddha statue.
The light at the bottom of the lake was very dim. The water plants growing on the surface of the broken Buddha statue fluttered in front of my eyes. A frightened fish jumped out of the darkness. It swung its tail twice and then disappeared without a trace. The staff Silapina and the belt Edinmont exuded joy. The pulse of the water urged Jona to move forward like an impatient child. The 17-year-old boy spit out a bubble and slipped under the arm of the Buddha that stretched across the bottom of the lake. He swam diagonally downward for a few yards. A dark cave appeared in front of him. The cave. Under the belly of the Buddha statue, this secret entrance would definitely not be found unless it was approached at a specific angle. Jonah did not hesitate. He paddled his hands through the water and entered the cave. He knew that there was no danger ahead, because he also felt the imprint of the gods at this time. Surging power.
"Puff." The astrologer emerged from the water, greedily breathing the not-so-fresh air. This was a narrow hemispherical space. The precious air isolated the lake water. Jonah shook the water on his head. He Now he is in the belly of the big Buddha. Although the Buddha statue was destroyed by the pagans, the body that sank at the bottom of the lake is still intact. He just got in from the belly button of the Buddha statue. He didn't expect that there is such a secret space in the body of the Buddha. .
There is no sunlight here, but the visibility is good. The weapon standing in front illuminates the four walls with a strange light. "...Black light." Yona crawled out of the pool and looked around in surprise. The light emitted by this weapon It's black... How can light be black? The astrologer lowered his head and looked at his fingers. Even the fingerprints were clearly discernible. This was a very strange feeling. A deep black light like night filled the room. "Illuminate." "The whole dark space.
The next feeling was heat. The temperature-control star array on the belt isolated most of the heat. Even so, Jonah still felt heat waves coming in waves. Sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. The hot air inhaled through his nostrils almost roasted his lungs. . He tried to communicate with Edinmont to enhance the energy of the temperature-control star array. Although he had not fully mastered the function of the belt, the Seal of the Gods still faithfully carried out the instructions. The heat decreased. Yona gasped for a few breaths. Slowly approach the weapon.
A sword.
A long sword stuck on the ground. It has a slender sword body, a beautifully decorated sword spine and a sword jaw inlaid with gorgeous gems. A lifelike black dragon is wrapped around the sword. The black dragon is complete with beards and claws. Every scale on its body is amazing. Exquisite. The dragon's tail merges with the sharp sword blade. The spirited, powerful dragon head spirals up and turns into the hilt of the sword. The two eyes carved with rubies shine brightly. Each tooth in the dragon's mouth can be clearly distinguished.
"It's so beautiful..." The astrologer stared blankly at the weapon... It's not so much a weapon as it is a beautiful work of art. Only the ancient artworks of the northern elves can compare with this. But the bright elves There is no way to create such a long sword that emits an unknown black light. There is no explanation other than "miraculous".
But not long after, Jonah discovered another fact: the artifact was dead.
The fluctuations he felt in the lake, the black light in the room, and the hot temperature were all the afterglow remaining on the surface of the long sword. Jonah did not feel a trace of life force from the weapon itself. The seals of the gods should be full of surging life energy. But in front of him, this The weapon is just a shell with an exquisite appearance. The soul of the artifact has disappeared.
Jonah walked over and touched the blade with his fingers. The cold blade was still very sharp, but he really couldn't feel any vitality. Silapina and Edinmont no longer vibrated. They fell silent in disappointment. The black light illuminated The room is gradually dimming. The residual energy of the artifact is rapidly dissipating due to outsiders breaking the balance of the space. The temperature has dropped. Hazy rust appears on the surface of the long sword. In just a few minutes, the Black Dragon Sword seems to have experienced a hundred years. Like becoming rusty.
"So it turns out that the seals of the gods can also die..." Yona stroked the hilt of the sword. A touch of sadness arose in his heart. Suddenly, he felt a strange convex and concave feeling on his fingertips. "...Wait a minute. This shape... ..." He immediately drew a simple lighting star array on the ground. He inserted the staff Sela Pina in the center of the star array and used the light of the stars to illuminate the space inside the Buddha statue brightly.
Sure enough, on the inner side of the sword hilt, three inches below the dragon's head, in the middle of the black dragon's chest, there was a small gap between the closely arranged scales. A dragon scale originally embedded here disappeared. Jonah immediately remembered what the owner of the "White Steel Anvil" weapons store in Bactria said: "Every giant dragon has such a crescent-shaped scale under its neck. That is the dragon's reverse scale. The reverse scale is the heart of the dragon. The place where blood vessels gather is also the biggest taboo on the dragon's body. And this thing in your hand is a reverse scale..."
Nervousness made his hands tremble. It took the astrologer a while to take out the red half-moon-shaped slice from the wet deerskin bag. It was the parting gift of the ghost Bahamas. It contained the soul of the dragon that was on the verge of dissipating, and it was revealed by Ah Sai embedded the ancient reverse scale on the bloody dagger and was nourished by killing the enemy. Jonah did not know whether this move would be successful. But there was obviously a deep connection between the soul and the imprint of the gods that lacked the reverse scale and the reverse scale with a soul. connections. None of this is a coincidence.
"Click."
The red reverse scales fit perfectly into the gap on the black dragon's chest. The interface was so smooth that there was no gap. Yona took two steps back. His heart was pounding. He stared at the long sword nervously. A few minutes passed. Nothing. Happened. "It will take some time, right?" the astrologer said to himself. He simply sat down in the cave. He took out the remaining pages of the unknown book and dried them carefully while waiting for the moment for the artifact to be resurrected.
At the same time, fierce fighting was continuing on the fragmented artificial lake of Prince Moro's Mausoleum. Senior cadres of the Red Owl Brotherhood were shocked by the huge explosion caused by Yona. "Eritan, Afansha, Bedo. Go to the lake. Take a look inside. The blood of heretics will not die so easily." The woman in green dress thought for a moment. She pointed at the roiling lake and gave instructions. Then she turned her head and said, "Chepp, take a rest. Can your arm regenerate? .”
The heavily armored knight who lost his arm in the near-death blow of "Ugly Face" Liche nodded. "It will take some time. It will be faster if the little priest can help."
The woman in green sighed: "It always makes people worry. You should be angry sometimes, Mias." The five fingers of her right hand drew mysterious symbols in the air. There was a "plop". The white-robed priest came from nowhere. He fell out. He fell to the ground in an ugly posture. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Mias shouted and jumped up. "How can someone be hit head-on by the Shepherd's Light and still act as if nothing happened? This is impossible."
"It's been ten minutes since I saved you from death. Stop talking nonsense and go help Chepp with his arm." The woman in green ordered calmly. Mias gritted his teeth and veins popped out on his forehead. " ...Yes. Duchess Elazaro..." He tried his best to suppress his anger and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
At this time, Zuta, Zha and Venerable Gaowuzhe had just crawled out of the lake and were resting temporarily on the remaining section of the corridor. "He should be fine. Maybe he was knocked unconscious by the explosion. I will go down to find him." Ying Jialan looked at the direction where Yona fell into the water, took off his long knife, took off his boots and prepared to enter the water.
"The youth's vitality is still very strong. It doesn't matter...and you haven't completely eliminated it. But it's okay for now." Venerable Gaowuzhe finally let go of Zha's right hand. The black cobwebs on the old monk's face were looming, and his expression looked quite serious. exhausted.
Zha pushed his body up hard and moved his hands and feet: "Okay. It's indeed okay. This damn bastard can actually get the rare 'Luta Needle'. It is an ancient curse placed on us by the God of Fertility. He How do you know?" A look of deep-seated hatred appeared on his ordinary face. Zha raised his head and looked at the unconscious Star Reacher high in the sky. He said in a low voice: "Captain..."
"He is liberated." Venerable Gaowuzhe said leisurely.
At this time Zuta suddenly called out softly: "Enemies, don't let them get close to the traitor's bloodline."
Three enemies came on the surface of the artificial lake at Prince Moro's Mausoleum. The three remaining warriors on the ghost's left hand briefly exchanged glances and locked their respective targets. Zuta rushed out first, leaping up along the broken corridor. He dwarfed and landed on a broken pillar. He looked at the enemy in the center and said, "That's it. No further progress is allowed."
"Oh." The warrior with the heavy double ax on his back stood steadily in the waves. "It's a duel between samurai. I don't mind cutting off your head first. It's a little entertainment before I get the blood of the heretic. Hello. You know, although I don't really like the boring concept of 'samurai spirit', as a mainstream value in society, it still has a certain existence value. So I will reluctantly agree to a duel with you. In fact, this is just a It's just self-hypnosis. For example, if you say silently every day, 'I am the strongest, I am the strongest...', you can really become a little stronger every day. This is the theory discovered by the great naturalist Raquel Rosene. I There are two related books here. They are very detailed..."
Ying Jialan looked at the short, muscular, bald, strange guy opposite him in silence, with a pair of round eyes, chatting incessantly. Finally he couldn't bear it and said, "I am Ying Jialan Ancestral Pagoda of the Great Prajna Temple."
"Afansha, a warrior from the Great Gobi. Senior deacon of the Brotherhood." The double-axe warrior looked at him with round eyes that rolled around. "Hey, if you don't wash your neck, you will get infected when you behead."
On the south side of the artificial lake, Zha intercepted the half-elf shooter wearing green light armor. The half-elf with blond hair and pointed ears curled his lips in boredom: "I am Airitan. Who are you."
"Boom." Three figures shot out from the lake. The attack replaced the angry Zha's answer.
On the lake on the north side of the artificial lake, the enemy in purple robes introduced himself gracefully: "I am Bedo, a psychic from the mountains in the far south. I am very happy to be your enemy. Your name is spread all over the world. I am just an insignificant junior in the journey of summoning."
Venerable Gaowuzhe raised his slack eyelids: "Oh."