Chapter 935 917. Moonlight Great Sword
Lan looked at Ludos sitting on the Throne of Desire, playing with the large crystallized lizard shell.
He stretched out and then curled up the back shell with crystal clusters growing on it. During this period, he also used some magic abilities from time to time, and chanted incantations.
He is the King of Xin. Sitting on the throne not only provides power to the Initial Flame, he also has the remaining fire of the Initial Flame in his body.
Therefore, steps such as a furnace are omitted. His body is the hottest furnace in the world.
In the end, the back shell of the crystallized lizard was closed by Ludos to make a hollow sphere.
Those crystal clusters reflect each other’s mysterious radiance in the quasi-spherical sphere, as if they are repeating an endless process of refraction and reflection.
Let the light itself become distant and mysterious.
“Now, put the soul that is deformed by the force that you are holding in your hand.”
Ludos was holding a popcorn bucket and headed towards it. Lan En handed over his hand.
The witcher looked around slightly.
Then, the only deformed soul remaining in his body was put through the mouth into this quasi-spherical body filled with crystal clusters.
Osroais's soul flame originally carried a crystal blue color. After entering the interior of the sphere-like sphere covered with crystal clusters, it even released a beautiful light amidst the constant refraction of the crystals. of deep blue light.
“Oh, this is still a great soul.”
Ludos took the smelting furnace containing the soul back to his chest and recognized the soul inside.
The short, skinny old man was very sad.
"In this apocalypse of fire, even great ones like King Osroais will fall and disappear."
But the death of an old acquaintance only caused a sigh of relief.
After all, in today's situation, anyone may face death.
The short King Xin turned to the demon hunter and said.
"I can extract two qualities from this soul. But please forgive me, good boy. I can't give you a choice because one of the spells involves too dangerous knowledge."
" But I can condense a weapon from this soul for you."
"Just do what you want," Lan En agreed indifferently.
He originally did this just to comfort Ludos who could only sit on the throne. He didn't even care whether Osloais's soul could be turned into a harvest.
"Maybe you can take this soul and study it slowly? Just take it as a matter of course and keep yourself busy."
Lan En's suggestion made Ludos smile.
“Thank you for your kindness, child. But King Oceroes’ soul has been alienated to such an extent that the magnificent journey and profound knowledge in his past life have withered and been destroyed. It really doesn’t matter. It’s very laborious.”
“Come on, take it.”
As he said that, Ludos pointed the opening of the smelting furnace towards Lan En and handed it over. There was no chance for him to shirk anymore.
And in the opening of the smelting furnace, a sword hilt that had no trace of it just now was now sticking out of the opening, as if waiting for someone to pull it out.
Lan En first raised his eyes to look at the short King Xin who was holding the smelting furnace, and then with the other's repeated confirmation, he reached out and grasped the extended sword hilt.
Then slowly pull it out.
“Wow~”
Even though he had seen many high-quality and top-quality weapons, Lan En still couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable as he slowly pulled out the entire sword. He consciously marveled at the beauty of this sword.
The overall sword shape is leek leaf-shaped, with a smooth and crisp arc.
The length of the sword hilt is over 1.8 meters. The widest base of the sword is as wide as two ordinary people's hands side by side, and becomes narrower as it goes toward the tip.
It seems to be because of the magic material, but the thickness is not exaggerated, showing a slimness and sharpness.
The whole blade of the sword is made of some kind of cyan blue crystal. The cyan blue looks deep and long-lasting. The black and gold cross sword pattern and hilt further accentuate this temperament.
It seems that due to the reason that it was just condensed from the soul, the inner power of this sword was briefly revealed after Lan En completely pulled it out of the smelting furnace.
The originally dark blue sword began to shine from the inside out. The sword was illuminated by the inner light and turned into ice blue, and the complex magic patterns in the crystal of the sword were also revealed. Appears a brighter light blue.
"[Moonlight Sword]."
After Lan En pulled out the sword, Ludos seemed to look at this scene with joy, and told him the message in Osroais's deformed soul. .
“This is a magic dragon weapon passed down in the name of Hiss, the ancient dragon traitor in the Ancient Dragon War in the Age of Mythology, King Gwen’s relative, and the scaleless deformed white dragon.”
"Osroais should be chasing the characteristics of Hiss."
Ludos shook his head and sighed.
"Actually, Osrois's power is stronger than Hiss himself. But maybe in his eyes, it is more important to find the key to transforming into an immortal ancient dragon through Hiss's characteristics, right?" br>
“This sword contains the ancient and deep moonlight, which is what Osloes is persistently pursuing. It’s a pity.”
“Wait until the moonlight finally takes shape in his soul. At that time, his own mind was so crazy that he no longer had the ability to do research.”
Lan En raised the Moonlight Sword in front of him with one hand, carefully admiring the magnificent magic patterns on the sword. The bright blue light illuminated his side face with a magical beauty.
It wasn't until the sword's power retracted back into its interior, the magic lines dimmed, and the sword's body turned back to a bluish color that lost its brightness that Lan En put it down.
Although this sword looks thin and sharp due to the material it is made of, the overall weight is not much different from a steel sword of the same volume.
Putting it in the hands of a senior warrior with an average physique, this weight can be used easily, but with such a large blade, he must hold it with both hands in order to better grasp the movement of the sword. trajectory.
But in the hands of a man of Lan En's physique, this is actually a relatively powerful conventional half-hand sword.
"Thank you, this is a good sword."
Lan En thanked Ludos, while the short King Xin smiled nonchalantly.
"Of course, this is a top-notch sword. It can even become more powerful as you learn more spell knowledge."
"I suggest you learn some Magic, or spells, these can improve your knowledge. Oh, some miracles will do."
"Spells, magic. I remember it."
Lan Enxiang. Ludos nodded, indicating that he had listened to the other party's suggestion.
"Don't worry, Ludos. If I get another deformed soul like this, I will ask you for help. Don't be bothered then."
The short King Xin also knew that the other party was just I want to keep myself busy and alleviate some of the pain.
So I smiled and nodded.
"Good boy, just take it over. Let's see how many traces of my craftsmanship I can leave in the final moments of being burned. This can be regarded as leaving Courland's name in the world."< br>
Before Ludos could finish saying the word 'fame', a distant and majestic bell suddenly rang high in the sky.
And the sound of the bell seems not to be hindered or attenuated by anything.
This sound passed through the layers of domes, from the height of the tower to the bottom of the Fire Sacrifice, and from the back mountain of Lothrik to the distant Deep Church and the Cold Valley
The second bell has rung.
The smile on the corner of Ludos's mouth faded, and he seemed to have lost interest in talking anymore.
"Let's go, Lan En." He said lightly. "Live well and come back to me. Hehe."
The witcher looked at him and nodded silently, turned and left Ludos' throne of desire.
He looked at the old woman who was still huddled in the corner, and the sturdy blacksmith who seemed to be banging the anvil in the depths.
The Fire Guard Girl also finished ringing the bell and returned to the Fire Sacrifice from the tower.
These people, including the owners of the vacant throne, are just poor people bound here by the fire.
When he walked out of the dome of the building and saw the sky again, Lan En found that the sky was already dimly light.
Everything seems to be like a law in spreading fire and continuing the order of the world, repeating itself over and over again, normal and ordinary.
But in the final analysis, Lan En always feels that such a world is too cruel.
——
The journey back is all alone, but it is not difficult.
Those low-level priests who were guarding the tomb and had gone crazy were cleaned up by Lan En again when he went to kill the crystallized lizards, and they have not yet been resurrected.
The gravekeepers in the ashes cemetery became much better under the renewed flames.
It seems that the work regulations say what to do after the second bell.
When Lan En came back, he found that the tomb guards were already preparing to leave.
“The newly awakened Ashes are rarely clear-headed. Most of them kill living creatures when they see them, because deep down in their hearts they are still longing for fire and the soul that is the fuel of the fire. So there are rational creatures. You shouldn’t appear in front of them at this time.”
The tombkeeper, who had regained some sense, said this to Lan En before leaving.
During the tens of thousands of years that Lothric has been spreading fire, it has actually developed a very complete set of measures to deal with various situations.
The big chaos this time is, on the one hand, because all kinds of conspiracies have emerged all at once, and on the other hand, the flames have indeed weakened to a certain extent.
Lan En did not leave the same way as the tombkeepers who had withdrawn. He still returned the same way.
Under the small hole leading to the palace of Osroais, Lan used the hook lock of the slingshot to shoot upwards, and then after the hook was fixed, he climbed up and jumped two or three times. Pulled himself onto the platform.
Walking back further, he also saw the Ellu cat and the protoss baby curled up sleeping together.
Lan En woke up the velvet ball and quietly walked toward the exit of the Demon King's courtyard with Ocelot.
"What did you give him to eat?"
Lan saw that there were still some food residues on Ocelot's mouth, so he asked the flannel ball.
"It's Cheese Cat. After all, he looks very weak. I can't help it, I can't let go at all."
The flannel ball's triangular ears shook as he spoke.
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