Chapter 172 Aria of the Goddess of Light
"It drank the blood of the demons and killed seven demon gods with its sword."
"This sword belongs only to people of light."
Feng Ling'er slowly opened the wooden box, revealing the true content of the sword blade in the wooden box.
It was a heavy sword made entirely of gold. Its style is very simple and elegant. The whole sword is about four feet and two inches long, of which the hilt is one foot and two inches long and the blade is three feet long.
The hilt and the sword body are integrated, and on the surface it looks like it is carved from a special metal. Looking from a distance, one can see that the sword blade is very thick, with fine cloud patterns on it, and the tip of the sword glows with a faint golden light.
There is no aura emanating from this sword, and the simple sense of vicissitudes breaks into my own perception.
Just looking at the sword, Long Haochen's heart began to tremble.
He could feel the gloom and solemnity beneath the vicissitudes of life, and the secrets contained in this heavy sword made his soul tremble.
Seeing Long Haochen's heavy expression, Feng Ling couldn't help but feel funny.
There is no need to observe carefully, because you will touch this sword, break its seal, and start a new journey for it.
Since ancient times, artifacts have matched geniuses. If you are not a top genius, you will not be recognized by the artifact.
Feng Ling did not believe that Long Haochen, as the Son of Light, could not be recognized by the Divine Sword.
To be honest, Excalibur will choose the master.
The timing of this sword's appearance is perfect.
Long Haochen's Blue Rain and Light Hibiscus just evolved.
"This sword is the sword of the Light Sword God Ye Wushang two hundred years ago."
"It's called the Aria of the Goddess of Light."
After Ye Weiyang finished speaking, no one came on stage, but most people remained silent to show respect for this divine sword.
You must know that not even the ninth-level knights can make this divine sword shine again, let alone them.
The whole place fell silent, and the atmosphere instantly became depressing.
In this depressing atmosphere, Fengling's voice reached everyone's ears through the loudspeaker in the box.
"My nephew can give it a try. Whether he can pull out this sword depends on whether the divine sword denies its owner."
Feng Ling's cold voice resounded throughout the auction hall, surprising everyone.
"Second aunt."
Long Haochen immediately blushed, he was shy.
"Let's go together."
Feng Ling took Long Haochen out of the box, and the rest of the demon hunting group followed.
After hearing Fengling's voice, there was a lot of noise in the auction hall.
They felt that this person just didn't know the heights of the world.
If this were really easy, Divine Sword would have recognized its owner long ago, why would it have been sealed for more than two hundred years?
Feng Ling and Long Haochen appeared in everyone's sight.
Countless glances were mixed with emotions such as ridicule, complexity, and surprise.
"Go ahead."
Long Haochen ignored those voices and walked directly to the stage.
Looking at Long Haochen who looked so young, Ye Weiyang had a look of surprise on her face.
"In this case, please prove your attributes first."
"Only those with light attributes can pull out this sword."
"Of course."
Long Haochen said lightly, "Close your eyes."
In an instant, a bright golden light appeared from behind Long Haochen. In just one breath, the entire auction hall was shrouded in golden light.
Under this golden light, everyone looked at them differently.
The surprised voice instantly echoed throughout the audience.
The golden light was too dazzling, and the rich aura of light attribute enveloped everyone, sweeping away the previous gloomy atmosphere.
Because they were not prepared in advance, many people in the back row were temporarily blinded in an instant.
Fortunately for them, the golden light only flashed by and did not last for long, otherwise they would not be able to open their eyes.
The bright golden light turned into wings and bloomed behind him, which was extremely obvious in the dark auction hall. His dazzling golden light successfully silenced those who had previously mocked him.
At any time, strength is the decisive factor.
Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling'er's eyes were shocked.
They were shocked by what Long Haochen showed.
Among them, Ye Weiyang felt the deepest. Her attribute was light.
She could clearly feel Long Haochen's powerful light.
Based on Ye Weiyang's inference, this can only be accomplished by at least a seventh-level Templar Knight.
Generally speaking, only the body of brilliance can condense the light attribute spiritual power to such a high degree.
After Long Haochen showed his bright aura, those who were planning to leave the auction house all stopped and their eyes fell on Long Haochen and Feng Ling.
Long Haochen's eyes fell on the closed wooden box and asked: "Can I start?"
Ye Weiyang nodded, "Of course."
"May I know your name?"
Long Haochen shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No need. I'm not sure whether I can awaken this divine sword."
"Let's talk after we wake up."
Long Haochen slowly opened the wooden box and put both hands into the wooden box at the same time.
Long Haochen's movements were slow, and he could clearly feel the sadness of this divine sword.
After waiting for a long time, Excalibur will also choose to die.
The so-called seal is also very painful for the Divine Sword.
Long Haochen could feel that the sword spirit of this divine sword chose to seal the sword body and accompany its owner, leaving this body in the world.
It can be said that being able to have a sword spirit buried for it shows that its owner was an amazingly talented person.
It's a pity that they are not from the same era.
More than two hundred years have been a natural chasm between them.
Long Haochen's heart was heavy, and he slowly held the divine sword.
His eyes were on the sword the whole time, and his peaceful gaze exuded a little desolation.
The golden light on his body became even stronger.
In an instant, the golden epee in Long Haochen's hand emitted a dazzling light.
It was responding to Long Haochen's voice and trembling for Long Haochen's arrival.
The seal of the divine sword was lifted.
Seeing this scene, Feng Ling felt extremely calm.
Because she had expected this scene.
As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero. Given Long Haochen's talent, this divine sword with the attribute of light would never have a chance to regain its light unless it was chosen as its master.
Rather than saying that the Divine Sword took the initiative to lift the seal, it was better to say that it had already been planned.
Feng Ling suddenly felt a bit depressed in her heart.
This emotion came out of nowhere and made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"The Excalibur should not be covered in dust, this is a new beginning."
Feng Ling endured the discomfort and spoke calmly.
"Since ancient times, swords have been given to heroes. My nephew is the hero of this era."
Listening to Feng Ling's words, Long Haochen's face turned red, which was a sign of shyness.
Because Feng Ling praised him in front of everyone.
This made Long Haochen particularly happy.
"Second aunt is right."
Long Haochen nodded, made a fist with his right hand and knocked on his chest, and performed a standard knightly salute to the divine sword on his left.
"I can feel your sadness and pain. The past has passed, and you should live in the present. If your master is still alive, he doesn't want to see your glory covered by time."
"You should be in the hands of knights to overcome obstacles and fight for protection."
The data these days are not very good, and I feel uncomfortable when I look at it, so I don’t want to write about it. Originally I wasn’t going to update today, but I decided to start writing. It will probably be a little later, and tomorrow’s update will also be a little later.