254. It doesn't matter, I will shoot(1/2)
It was dark inside the tent, with no lights on, and the light seemed to be swallowed by some invisible thing.
Just stepping into it, a feeling of coldness hit my face. Even with Anle's constitution, I couldn't help but tremble slightly. This coldness is not actually a drop in temperature, but a psychological feeling.
Not far away, Zhao You was standing there, his expression completely devoid of the arrogance just now, and he was very honest and respectful.
But after seeing Anle approaching, a trace of contempt and displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Anle didn't care about Zhao You's reaction, but carefully observed the figure in the main seat.
The man in black robe was shrouded in darkness, which seemed to be a vague layer of dark mist, full of muddy and sticky feeling.
In the feeling of peace, the body under the robe has no body temperature at all, like a cold corpse, but it is full of indescribable vitality. It is vaster than the sea and deeper than the abyss. It makes people feel...
I was in awe the moment I laid eyes on it.
These two completely different characteristics are strangely integrated into one person.
Anle didn't know how to describe this feeling for a moment. If he had to say it, he and those living corpses... were actually subtly similar?
He did not dare to observe the other party for a long time, and quickly lowered his head and said: "See you, sir."
While Anle was looking at the prince, the prince was also looking at him.
'Such abundant Qi and blood is rare among warriors who are not wearing divine armor. The Blood Sea he just used is probably a change from the Yangyan Domain, which shows that his understanding is also very good.'
'And those lines, do they have the flavor of the ancient wilderness?'
'The only thing to consider is the compatibility with the divine armor...'
The prince looked down at An Le, a turbid light seemed to surge in his eyes, and then he said calmly.
"Lu Bin, you are very talented. You are destined to become a great general in the future and be on equal footing with General Zhao."
"Since we are both Pao Ze, why bother fighting to the death?"
"You two, you might as well shake hands and make peace for my sake."
Hearing this, Anle is not surprised. As a superior, he naturally hopes to have as many strong men as possible under his command. Even if there are fights and hatreds, they must be controlled within a certain limit.
Of course, the premise of all this is that Anle showed enough strength, otherwise the prince would not have stopped the fight just now.
Zhao You frowned, his expression ugly, but he still said: "Okay."
"Since His Highness is the one who spoke, the matter is over."
Anle also nodded, but as soon as he looked at Zhao You's eyes, he understood that the other party was only superficially complying, and would definitely use other means to retaliate next.
These methods may not kill An Le, but they will definitely make him feel like he has a lump in his throat and make him extremely uncomfortable.
But as luck would have it, Anle had no intention of letting Zhao You go.
The two people's eyes collided in the air, with a hint of solemnity.
The prince seemed not to have seen this scene, and said again: "Lu Bin, have you ever had contact with things from the ancient wilderness?"
His eyes were full of scrutiny, with a hint of beating. Just a simple glance made Anle feel the pressure on his face. There seemed to be chaotic illusions in front of his eyes, with the faint cries of the dead and the smell of flesh and blood spreading.
It came with a strong sense of evil and weirdness.
After all, Anle had gone through hundreds of battles, and his consciousness had been tempered countless times, and he woke up in a blink of an eye.
He didn't hide anything and said honestly: "We have had contact with each other before."
Anle knew very well that his previous disguise might have been able to hide it from the other warriors present, but it certainly could not be hidden from the eyes of this prince, so he simply revealed it on his own initiative.
"I once obtained an elixir condensation method by chance, called the "Ancient Desolate Alchemy Condensation Method," and this is how I became involved with it."
He deliberately changed the word "Desolate God" in "Desolate God's Pill Condensation Method" to the word "Ancient Desolate", which sounds slightly lower level.
Then Anle complimented: "Your Excellency, you really have a keen eye, you can even detect this abnormality."
The prince nodded slightly: "That's it."
"The Ancient Wasteland Condensation Pill Technique..."
In fact, the prince had never heard of this name before, but the world was full of wonders, and it was normal for there to be things he didn't know about.
Besides, it was just a method of condensing pills, so even if it was involved with the "Great Wilderness", it was not worthy of his too much attention.
Anle heard the prince's tone and knew that he had passed this test.
Since he has to act in front of this person, Anle naturally cannot hide all the secrets, otherwise the prince will become suspicious sooner or later.
Hide when you should hide, and expose when you should expose.
Appropriately revealing some secrets will make it easier to gain the other party's trust, thereby hiding the most critical and most dangerous secrets.
Under the mask, there is still a mask. This is the best disguise.
Zhao You, who was next to him, thought of something after hearing the word "ancient wilderness". He glanced at Anle with a solemn look, his eyes becoming more alert.
"Lu Bin, I see that when you fight with bare hands, you seem to lack a useful weapon..."
The prince's words were unhurried and unhurried, as if he were speaking from a high heaven, and no emotion could be heard.
"Gao Guang."
Following his call, Xie Gaoguang immediately held a long sword in its sheath with both hands and presented it to him with great respect.
Anle looked at the scabbard and couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat.
It is a kind of red-gray wood with gold threads seemingly running through it. This wood is called golden thread blood wood and is extremely rare and precious.
The scabbard alone is worth at least several thousand taels of silver, so one can imagine how precious the sword in the scabbard is.
Zhao You held his breath and murmured in disbelief: "Could it be that magic weapon..."
Buzz——
The prince pulled out his long sword, and a clear long chant seemed to echo, and the sharp bloody sword light flashed through the tent, briefly illuminating everyone's faces.
A series of extremely sharp auras wandered around, carrying an extremely sinister aura.
Anle looked intently.
The main body of this sword is silver, but among the silvery white, there are countless red and black lines spreading. The sword body looks like it is full of cracks. In the cracks, strong resentment and murderous intent are constantly spreading, exuding a chilling feeling.
breath.
The weirdest thing is that the long sword even continues to affect the nearby spiritual power, like it is infecting or devouring it.
In the sense of peace and happiness, those spiritual powers are dyed red and black and become extremely dirty. If absorbed into the body, it may be no less than toxins entering the body, and it is bound to have very bad consequences.
"This sword is called Killing Immortals."
The prince looked down at the evil sword, with a little nostalgia in his eyes. He gently wiped his fingers on the sword, gently and delicately, as if caressing his lover's body.
This action stimulated the Immortal Killer to buzz and tremble violently, and a strong murderous aura arose from it. The sword aura was vertical and horizontal, approaching the prince's face.
It's like venting your hatred!
However, when the sword energy, which was extremely dangerous for ordinary warriors, fell on the prince's face, it was like a gentle breeze blowing on his face, unable to cause any harm.
"It was once the magic weapon of a cultivator. After I took it away, I slaughtered an entire cultivator of their sect."
"Their blood and resentful souls were used to sacrifice for several days, and finally created the fierce power of this sword."
When the prince said this, his tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but Anle felt awe-struck when he heard it, thinking of the bloody past behind these words.
"I think this sword matches your Yang Yan Realm, Lu Bin, so I gave it to you. I hope you will not live up to its reputation."
The prince looked at Anle seriously, took the Immortal Killer back into its sheath, and placed it in his hand.
Anle's expression did not change at all: "Thank you sir for the sword!"
Seeing this scene, Zhao You widened his eyes and stared at Luxian, his face full of longing. Then, he glared at Anle with great jealousy.
Obviously, this Immortal Killing Sword is very famous and extremely precious, and it is very attractive to the gods and generals.
After bestowing peace and happiness on the Immortal Queen, the prince continued.
"Lu Bin, there may be a mission in a few days that requires your participation."
Anle was slightly startled and asked carefully: "May I ask what kind of mission it is?"
The prince didn't hide it either: "Behead."
Hearing this, Anle narrowed his eyes and had a guess in his mind.
In such a battlefield, the biggest role of high-end warriors is not to participate in the frontal battlefield, but to kill the high-ranking rebels with the force of wind and thunder.
Only by eradicating all sources of corpses capable of producing high-level living corpses can this rebellion truly subside.
The problem is that if you go deep into the hinterland of Liuzhou, you will inevitably encounter great resistance, and you may also be surrounded by high-level living corpses. Not to mention that there are unknown evil cultivators behind the corpse transformation method.
Even with Anle's current strength, he would still encounter great dangers.
As if he could see An Le's worries, the prince said calmly.
"It doesn't matter, I will take action."
The words were filled with absolute confidence in their own strength, which shocked Zhao You and Xie Gaoguang's hearts and showed a look of awe unconsciously.
Anle was also surprised. He did not expect that this noble person would take the initiative to take over the most dangerous task.
To be continued...