"Mr. Benson, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, boring sticks, whips, maces, hammers, kidnappers and meteors, eighteen kinds of weapons, what do you want?" Let Andy Sword God rest and ask people to take care of him carefully.
After meeting the two girls and their song and dance troupe members, Meng Han came to the palace where Mr. Benson lived.
Mr. Benson basically never rested. He spent most of his time in the large studio in a daze, thinking about problems. Meng Han knew that he must be thinking about more advanced magic to realize exclusive weapons. When Meng Han came, he
I came here for the thoughtful greetings, but secondly, I came here for the Frostmourne in Mr. Benson’s hands.
"Are there so many ways to describe weapons?" Mr. Benson was obviously stunned by Meng Han's series of so-called eighteen kinds of weapons. In his impression, swords, axes, daggers, hammers, and polearms were all from
I never thought that, not counting crossbows and throwing weapons, there are so many different versions of the weapons used.
"These are just the commonly used ones. There are many more exotic ones, so I won't list them one by one. They can be divided into pointed ones, barbed ones, hooked ones, and bladed ones. It depends on what you like." Meng Han was not surprised.
He felt secretly proud that he could bluff a master like Benson with just this, and then he pretended to be nonchalant and asked.
"Uh!" Benson muttered, as if he didn't know how to answer.
"Have you not thought about it?" Meng Han understood Benson's thoughts at a glance: "It doesn't matter, take your time, after all, you have to do it yourself, no matter what, you have to design a perfect weapon, and it has to be something you like, right?
"Don't rush to do it." As he said that, he casually picked up Frostmourne on the table in front of Benson and swung it a few times, causing a whistling sound.
"You're here for this, right?" Mr. Benson saw through Meng Han's plan almost at a glance: "Take it, I don't like it anyway, and I already know the principle behind it. To me, it's already
It’s useless.”
"That's so embarrassing!" Meng Han smiled awkwardly, but his hand had already taken Frostmourne behind him, showing the typical image of a shameless villain.
"You've offended a lot of people!" Benson looked at Meng Han with a half-smile: "I'm going to make trouble for you at this time." With Mr. Benson's ability, it's basically impossible to tell whether there are people with hostile intentions around him.
Can't hide it from him.
"Yes!" Meng Han sighed and nodded with a smile: "You said they can't come when, but they insist on coming when you are here. Obviously they don't take your old man seriously." As he said,
He made an expression as if he was aggrieved. He had no intention of concealing his purpose, but Mr. Benson revealed it before he even opened his mouth.
"Go away!" Benson spat and drove Meng Han out directly: "Get me some materials, I want to test it. Also, don't bother me casually!"
"Hey! Let's go right away!" Meng Han agreed hastily, and ran out with Frostmourne in a hurry. After going out, he immediately ordered Benson to send anything he needed.
Frostmourne has been obtained, and now Meng Han still has a trump card in his hand, which is the base of the six-level magic scroll that Mr. Benson asked Meng Han to make in the first place. Meng Han did not have enough magic power and confidence to make it before, but, after
With the support of Mr. Benson's near-infinite magic power, Meng Han finally had another one. This was a scroll base that could produce nine-level powerful magic. Meng Han was not going to give it to anyone until he had effective means of protection.
Walking in the courtyard of the palace, standing under the huge angel statue, Meng Han suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Michael, tell all your tribesmen to open your eyes wide. If anyone dares to attack, a
Don’t let it go!”
"Yes, sir!" Michael's voice came from the angel statue above his head, but his body remained motionless.
The opponent's manpower is not fully in place yet. Meng Han estimates that they will wait for a day or two before everyone arrives. Meng Han doesn't mind waiting to watch a good show and get the frost from Mr. Benson.
Feeling sad, he immediately rushed back to Sword God Andy.
"Look at this." Meng Han knew that no matter how tired Sword God Andy was, he would not be able to rest while Claudia and Lidia were resting. Moreover, with the strength of Sword God Andy, he could not take a rest at all.
Just feeling threatened on the road did not make him so tired that he needed to fall asleep to rest.
"What do you want to use such a fancy thing for? Is it more beautiful than anyone else's sword?" Sword God Andy said casually when he saw Meng Han throwing an extremely gorgeous sword over casually, holding it in his hand nonchalantly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong with the sword in his hand. Surprised, he immediately raised the sword with both hands and observed it carefully.
"This, this is star gold?" Looking at one of those gorgeous colors, Sword God Andy couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is black ice iron, this is broken blade steel, this, this...
"I even said a few words, but I couldn't say a word after that. I was shocked beyond measure. Any of these materials can be said to be priceless, but now they are concentrated in a gorgeous sword.
superior.
"Compared with whose sword is more beautiful, it will not lose." Meng Han sat carelessly on a chair aside, raised his feet high on the table, and said extremely proudly: "Compared with others, it is also not beautiful.
Will lose."
Whoops, Sword God Andy has already started to dance with the sword. After only dancing a few times, he felt the extraordinary quality of this sword. The center of gravity was designed just right, allowing him to use it with one hand or both hands.
Let the sword appear exactly where he wants it to appear. Faced with Meng Han's move of picking up his original sword and throwing it directly on the blade, Andy Sword God just waved the original sword lightly.
The sword directly became two pieces, and the cut was extremely smooth.
Even without such a gorgeous appearance, the sharpness alone is enough to compare the sword he originally used to rubbish. Sword God Andy repeatedly praised: "Good sword, good sword!"
"Is this called a good sword?" Meng Han snorted coldly: "Try your fighting spirit." As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something and stopped immediately: "Stop, go out and find a spacious place and try again."
Andy Sword God looked at the gorgeous room, turned around and left without saying a word. As he walked, he was still stroking the sword body, reluctant to put it down. When he came to the large yard, his fighting spirit was stimulated, and the originally gorgeous sword body
, suddenly there was a layer of white light, making Andy Sword God look like a fairy.
And in the feeling of Sword God Andy, the fighting spirit reached the blade easily, without any feeling of sluggishness. After a few movements, it felt extremely comfortable. The Sword God couldn't help but start laughing.
"Try to stimulate the fighting spirit at both ends of the sword." Meng Han reminded from a distance. Andy Sword God almost started to operate according to Meng Han's reminder without thinking.
With a brush, an ice blade shot out from the blade of the sword and shot straight into the sky. The sword was so fast and fierce that it immediately shocked Sword God Andy. The whole person stood there blankly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Stop, don't try the other side!" Meng Han suddenly remembered that if Frozen Thousand Miles was released in this place, most of Huangsha City would be enveloped. Then the trouble would be huge, so he hurriedly called a stop.
Looking at Andy Sword God's unbelievable expression, Meng Han slowly walked over and asked with a smile: "How does it feel to release magic? Master Sword God?"
After experiencing this series of surprises, Andy Sword God seemed to be a little numb, turned around and asked: "What will happen if I inspire the other end?"
"It will release a person who is frozen thousands of miles away." Meng Han told the truth.
"If someone hadn't been holding this sword in his hand and told me that he could make magic swords, I would have beaten him until he could no longer speak." Holding the Frostmourne, Sword God Andy's gaze said,
Full of fanaticism: "No wonder many people say that as long as something happens to you, no matter how ridiculous it is, it is possible. It seems that it is really not an exaggeration."
"A prize, a prize, a prize!" Meng Han said with a triumphant smile, without any modesty expression on his face: "How do you keep using this sword?"
"It's very good. Which master made it?" Andy Sword God nodded and began to ask the maker.
"The craftsmen who made it left marks on the back of the hilt. The magic was solved by Elder Meredith, as for the designer!" Meng Han elongated his voice, raised his chest and said proudly: "It's just me.
Myself!"
"I knew it!" Sword God Andy couldn't put it down while holding the sword, but asked in an annoyed tone: "What do you want to change this time?"
"Keep this safe for me." Meng Han handed the base of the sixth-level scroll to Sword God Andy: "No one can give it to me except me! In addition, with this sword, I believe there are four more peak sword masters surrounding it.
When you do, then chop off their heads!"
"As you wish." Andy Sword God took the sixth-level base plane, stuffed it into his arms, and then asked angrily: "What is this that I want to protect?"
"Sixth level scroll base." Meng Han did not hide anything, but reminded Andy Sword God: "If you still know a little bit about what happened recently, I think you should be able to understand what this means. Don't let me down.
!”
Sword God Andy certainly understands that he is not an ignorant person. He protects Claudia and Lidia from performing everywhere, so he naturally knows some big things. He knows the rumors about the base of Meng Han's scroll, and also knows that there was an incident not long ago.
A magical curse was released. As soon as Meng Han finished speaking, he almost immediately realized what it was and his eyes widened.
"Are you so trusting of me?" Sword God Andy's lifetime of surprises was probably not as great as what Meng Han brought to him today. In the end, he asked in confusion.
"Because if you want to kill me, you can do it without this." Meng Han smiled and explained: "And if you want to gain anything by betraying me, you can always ask. I believe that others can give you something.
, I can also satisfy you. So, I believe you."
"Boy, from now on, be nice to Claudia and Lidia!" Sword God Andy said nothing more. He turned around with his sword and slowly walked back to the palace.