When Zhang Weidao saw Usalus cutting through the door panel of the Eredar Demon, it was like cutting through tofu. He was also amazed by the sharpness of this artifact sickle.

Just using mana to control this sickle can actually reach such a powerful level.

If a sword sword is attached to the blade, wouldn't it become a heaven-defying existence that can kill everything!

He called back Ursales, who was suspended in place and spinning continuously after killing the enemy.

While holding the handle of the sickle, Zhang Weidao sank his mental power into it, wanting to see what it would be like when Usalus swallowed the soul.

He soon discovered that Ursalus was obviously full after devouring the soul of the Eredar demon.

At this moment, the spirit body, which is about the size of a basketball, is also lazy. It is obvious that its mental state has fallen into a low ebb.

"What's going on with you? Why does it look like you're in trouble?"

Facing Zhang Weidao's questions, Usalus, although a little groggy, still cheered up and answered his master's questions.

"Dear Master, it's not that easy to swallow a soul! I need to slowly destroy this guy's will. If he swallows it forcefully, he will become a madman."

"Is that so? I thought you could devour them continuously!"

Sure enough, this evil artifact has its limits. It takes time to digest the devoured souls, and it is impossible to become stronger by killing a large number of powerful enemies in a short period of time.

The more powerful enemies are devoured, the longer it takes to digest their souls.

Although the souls of the weak can be digested quickly, the effect is minimal, or even has no effect at all.

This is a growth artifact that takes a long time to cultivate.

"Dear Master, I am going to sleep, so that the progress of devouring will be faster. See you in two days!"

"Okay, I'll give you a big gift in two days!"

As the weapon spirit of Ursalus fell into hibernation, the interior of the artifact became silent, as if it were a dead zone.

After Zhang Weidao withdrew from the artifact, he discovered that as Usalus entered a dormant state, the sickle became just like an ordinary weapon, and the mysterious aura on the surface also disappeared.

However, when he used Ursalus to slash the rocks, the sharpness of this artifact did not weaken much. It could still cut through the boulders easily, but he could hardly feel the spirituality when using it.

When he was spiritual, he just quickly shot Ursalus toward the Eredar Demon, and he cut off the head of the powerful demon himself, without the need for Zhang Weidao to control it.

It is equivalent to a tracking missile that automatically tracks the target. As long as it is launched, there is no need to worry about it.

Now that there is no spirituality, it suddenly becomes a rocket that goes straight, and the difference is not a small one!

It seems that in future battles, he must not be allowed to devour powerful demon souls on the spot, otherwise he might go into sleep on the spot, so it would be safe to lose the chain.

Hanging Usalus back on the weapon hook on his back, Zhang Weidao suddenly felt awkward carrying two weapons on his back.

Although Ulthalus is not as heavy as the Silver Hand Warhammer and the Doomhammer, the shape of the Death Scythe does not match his shining golden light-forged sword that dances with the mysterious Five Thousand Words.

The shape of the Death Scythe is too dark and murderous, which will seriously affect his image of justice.

Sure enough, the key point is that the shape of the death scythe affects his image!

Previously, he didn't find it troublesome to carry two heavy hammers, carrying more than two tons of heavy hammers around all day long.

Even though this would slow down his movement speed, he still didn't want to remove the hammer.

All in all, it was the styling that caused the problem. For Zhang Weidao, a sickle that was too murderous was even harder to accept than a stupid big hammer.

Maybe you can take advantage of the fact that the weapon spirit of this artifact is dormant and quietly modify its shape. It would be great to change it into a sword!

Whenever Zhang Weidao builds weapons for himself, he always only considers swords. Even if swords are not very suitable for the battlefield, he will still find ways to overcome difficulties.

At the beginning, the one-handed sword was too light and too small to be suitable for fighting. After being unanimously rejected by the blacksmiths, he adopted a relatively large two-handed sword as a weapon.

Although it looks very Western-style, it is indeed a successful weapon suitable for battlefield fighting.

The most important thing is, who stipulates that a big sword is not a sword?

Even if it is a big sword that is as tall as a person, as long as it has double edges and a sword tip, then this is definitely a sword, but it is a bit exaggerated in size.

Zhang Weidao quickly made up his mind to adjust the shape of this death sickle.

The size of this sickle is not large, and it is acceptable to make it into a larger flying sword.

At this time, the battle below has been completely calmed down, and the obsidian centaurs are rummaging through the battlefield, peeling off the equipment from the humanoid demons.

The only benefits that can be obtained from demons are these equipments. Even if you feed other things to dogs, no dogs will eat the smelly meat of these demons.

In the past, fishmen and jackals secretly pulled out the tentacles of hellhounds and put them in their mouths to chew.

They thought the hellhound was not humanoid, and the wriggling tentacles looked like squid tentacles, so they wanted to taste it.

If this tastes good, they can successfully invent a new exotic ingredient.

As a result, when they took a bite with enthusiasm, their faces turned green on the spot. The tentacles were simply the most bitter thing in the world, with a pungent smell of sulfur!

Fortunately, the blood pollution of these low-level demons is not strong, otherwise they would turn into green-haired jackals and green-scaled murlocs on the spot, then go crazy for no reason, and eventually be beaten to death by their companions.

From that time on, Zhang Weidao issued a ban on eating any devil.

Demons are also intelligent creatures. You can kill these heavenly enemies without hesitation, but eating their flesh is too much.

Fortunately, the meat of these demons is very unpalatable. If it tastes good, then why not!

You cannot be a human being without morals. This is something Zhang Weidao has emphasized time and time again.

While collecting equipment, the Obsidian Centaur also cut off the demon's head. These cruel guys are obviously going to start building the Jingguan again.

Seeing the bad taste of these guys, Zhang Weidao quickly stopped these guys' bad behavior.

He doesn't need this method to intimidate his opponents. He only likes to kill his enemies in an upright manner, and there is no need to resort to such methods of desecrating the enemy's corpse.

Zhang Weidao asked them to gather the demon's corpses together, and then he injected holy power into the pile of corpses, igniting the evil energy remaining in the demon's corpse. The holy light and evil energy clashed violently, and soon the demon's corpse was completely burned.

into ashes.

This once and for all method is the most correct way to deal with the devil's corpse.

Otherwise, the demon's corpse will undergo strong corruption, causing even more difficult-to-repair damage to the already severely damaged landscape of the Cursed Land.

After the demon corpses like a hill were burned to death by Zhang Weidao, everyone took action together and threw the piled up equipment and weapons into the portal opened by Irene.

In front of this most professional space spell caster, she just moved her fingers to open a portal that spanned a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

After teleporting the weapons and equipment back, Zhang Weidao and Aileen walked into the three-meter-high portal that shimmered with invisible fluctuations.

This kind of teleportation gate formed by pure space power is the most authentic method of teleportation, which is much more advanced than the teleportation performed by mages through arcane power.

The magician's teleportation, no matter how clever the method is, will always cause a bit of dizziness, which can make people feel very uncomfortable.

Passing through the portal opened by a spellcaster specializing in space power was like crossing an ordinary portal, and the two of them instantly returned to the hill that Irene had previously locked onto.

After the two of them entered the portal and left, the portal that lost Irene's maintenance quickly disappeared silently.

Those obsidian centaurs were in trouble. They were too big to leave through the portal and had to run back by themselves.

However, it is only a few hundred kilometers away, and with their super high running speed, they can get back in just ten minutes.
Chapter completed!