Chapter 54: Sword Spirit

"Why isn't it going to be better yet?"

Mandorov was a little anxious. Although the power burst out from the giant sword did not have much impact on the surrounding environment due to the effect of the barrier, the two people who maintained the barrier knew the power and terror. If someone else was present, let alone setting up the barrier, it might have turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Although I originally wanted to help the old short guy, judging from the current situation, it might be that the old short guy is helping him.

"No hurry!"

"Of course you are not in a hurry!"

Barund was calm and relaxed, but Mandorov responded temporarily!

"Please be patient, Mr. Mandorov."

Without a trace of fireworks in the world, you can know who the owner of the sound is without looking at it.

"Veronica? So you are there?"

To be precise, Archbishop Veronica himself was not there. There was only a small white light ball floating above the heads of the two people. The sound was emitted by this small light ball.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mandorov, I didn't expect to implicate you."

"...Forget it, I can only blame myself for being troublesome. But how could you be in such a place?"

Although it is not the essence, this time should be the busiest time of the Salatin Hall. As the main person, of course it is impossible to spend energy to come to the room in Balund underground.

“…”

"Sure enough, do you still care more about the children?"

"Yes, although Mr. Barrotan promised us that there would be no problem, the kind of test between such trials and trials is of the same nature, and I am a little worried..."

"Trial?"

What joke? The test of the same nature as the trial? What exactly did they do?

“… Didn’t Baronde tell you?”

“…”

Facing the old mage's surprised expression, the old dwarf was still calm and composed.

"Old short man, you have never told me about this."

"no need."

It's rare that Baronde actually said two words at a time this time.

"No need? Why?"

"He is a holy warrior!"

“…”

That serious expression doesn't look like a joke. If you have such confidence in a person you have never met before, where does his confidence come from?

"Aussetin said!"

Without caring about the old mage's incredible gaze, Baronde continued.

“So it’s OK!”

“…”

Is this considered human life a careless person?

"Veronica, what did you do?"

If Baronde asked this question, it didn't seem to make any sense, so Mandorov asked another party about the specific situation.

"...I ask Barund to collect the resentment of the flaming red dragon, and then integrate it into the dragon's blood and build it together in that sword."

"What?"

Compared with Dragon Teeth, Dragon Blood is indeed more spiritual. The weapons tempered by Dragon Blood naturally have spirituality. Such weapons have always been the best for martial artists to come across! But the situation of the sword in front of you is different!

The dragon teeth and dragon blood both come from the same dragon, and they also condense the resentment of the dragon when it dies. This is no longer just a spiritual weapon. It is not an exaggeration to call this sword a monster or a magic sword!

Monsters who long to vent their resentment and use destruction and death to calm their anger!

What's more, the owner behind it is the culprit who killed it!

It’s really a mistake and a debt!

"There are only two ways to get along with that sword: completely conquer it, take its power for yourself, and become stronger! Or swallowed by its resentment, become a tool for resentment gathered in the sword, and become a non-human who only knows how to destroy and kill..."

"Wouldn't that kid be very dangerous?"

After understanding the whole story of the matter, Mandorov regretted it a little. He did not expect that things would develop to such a level.

"It's very dangerous! But it's not a big deal."

I really don’t know where Veronica and Baronde’s confidence came from. Ordinary people wouldn’t have done such a thing if they didn’t have a unimaginable hatred with each other, right?

"Although he is very worried, Mr. Barrotan also predicted that Mr. Feng Kan would complete this test, and only by overcoming such a crisis can he face his future enemies."

“…”

Chaos creatures, that is the nightmare of all civilizations, but the simple power is not enough to defeat them. If there is no strong heart, it will be swallowed up by these evil things soon, right? No, that is certain!

"The five Holy Spirit Knights who passed the test between trials will be the main force in the future when facing the Chaos Army, but this is not enough. We need more people who can fight against Chaos creatures to guide Trantak to victory. That's why we arrange..."

“…Don’t you feel too anxious?”

"We don't have much time anymore. We can see Mr. Feng Kan's growth rate. This time we will definitely be able to overcome difficulties, just like the previous few times! Please believe in Aussett's vision! And this path was also chosen by Mr. Feng Kan himself."

"Don't you think about how to end when you fail?"

"...I have made a will. If anything, the next Archbishop will be Yulia! With the help of Lanchester and Caolla, I believe that the child can do it well."

“…”

What does this mean when explaining the topic of funeral?

"If Mr. Feng Kan cannot pass this test and becomes the tool for killing the magic sword, I will personally be responsible for making him awake, even if I use my life as a price."

“…”

What kind of enlightenment is this?! No wonder they are not worried about Feng Kan's safety at all, because whether it is successful or not, there is indeed no danger to Feng Kan! But...

"Will this be... not too expensive? Since that's the case, don't do it from the beginning!"

"This thing must be done!"

Archbishop Veronica, who made such a major decision, seemed to be telling something very ordinary.

"The current Aussetin God Cult can be without me as an archbishop, but it cannot be without Wuxin Temple, Mr. Feng Kan and his friends."

“…but such a sacrifice…”

"Sacrifice is necessary. Just as our ancestors did back then, we cannot sacrifice the lives of other innocent people, so let us make sacrifices ourselves!"

“…”

Mandorov stopped talking. He understood Archbishop Veronica very well. Isn't that the same thing himself? Now it seems that he can only hope that Feng Kan can successfully conquer the giant sword...

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This is a phantom! Don’t be nervous! This is a phantom! Don’t be nervous!

I repeatedly reminded myself to calm myself down, but the suffocation feeling was so real.

What does it feel like to be killed by "self"? This should be considered suicide?

The anger and murderous intent in his heart remained, but it was not to the point where he could not control it. Feng Kan was fighting with his phantom while calming down and thinking about the situation at this moment.

"Who are you?"

The phantom in front of me is my own image, but is that really myself? If so, who is I now?

"kill!"

The Phantom did not open his mouth to answer, but the strange business echoed in his mind again.

Without extra movements, the phantom in front of him was indeed like putting himself and dead. It was obviously a phantom, but the attack was very real!

Feng Kan pulled the hand that strangled his neck hard, and it felt like he was pulling his own hand. Whether it was strength or technique, Phantom was exactly the same as himself!

"No matter who you are, you are dreaming if you want my life!"

In desperation, Feng Kan raised his right leg and kicked it habitually.

"Click!"

Things like transparent walls really shattered this time. First, countless spider-web-like cracks were cracked in the center where his kick hit, and then shattered with a "splash"!

But the phantom did not disappear. While Feng Kan raised his right leg, he also raised his right leg and kicked him hard with a trick that was exactly the same as Feng Kan!

"Well!"

Although he got rid of the other party's control, Feng Kan also kicked the other party in the chest while kicking the other party. The power of Dalian, his perverted body after being strengthened by the biological body, was a little overwhelmed...

It turns out that the guy who took my tricks felt like this... It was a rare experience...
To be continued...