"Ahhhhh, get out, get out quickly..."
The palm of his hand fell on the hilt of the sword. Jiang Yaocai had just grasped it, and that inexplicable idea appeared in his mind again. .
Transmission of thoughts is not the same as speaking.
I have just said that silence is acquiescence, which means that the sword acquiesces to him becoming his master.
At this moment, Jiang Yao seemed to have not sensed the message conveyed by that thought.
Because in his opinion, this is a manifestation of hypocrisy, just like many women who hug themselves tightly with their hands, but still shout that they don't want it.
Faced with this situation, do your own thing and just ignore it.
After a while, the current "don't, don't, don't," will soon be added with a word, which will become "don't stop."
Jiang Yao has some experience in this matter.
In the entire Wolf Valley, he and Dracula Quinlan were the only ones there.
This sword broke through the void and landed directly near me. It clearly wanted to follow me, didn't it?
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, Jiang Yao took a deep breath. He exerted force and roared: "Get up, I..."
Although he is far stronger than It is not as good as its heyday, but in terms of pure strength, it is still much higher than ordinary people.
Because a piece of the boulder was suddenly broken off, except for the hilt, a small section of the sword was already exposed outside the stone. The sword seemed to be resisting being pulled out by Jiang Yao, and its sword body was trembling. The amplitude is obviously much more intense than before.
But under Jiang Yao's terrifying power, the sword hidden in the stone was still slowly pulled out bit by bit, exposed to the void outside the stone.
The flickering demonic blood light on the sword body fell silent in an instant.
At first glance, it seemed that this sword was not a mortal thing. The moment it was pulled out of the stone, it lost all its edge and became completely dull.
“Congratulations to the Lord Blood God, congratulations to the Lord Blood God.”
“This sword seems to be somewhat similar to the legendary sword in the stone of our empire where the sun never sets. Similar."
"My lord, you are so powerful that even this magical sword comes to you and falls into your hands voluntarily."
"The rotten throne will be dyed red with blood. The prevalence of my blood in the world and the blessing of heaven are the true will of God."
...
Just stand aside. , Sadu, who saw this scene happen with his own eyes, was all smiles and hurriedly stepped forward to congratulate Jiang Yao.
As a native of the Empire where the sun never sets, he had naturally heard of the rumors of the Sword in the Stone.
Although the sword in the Brecon Beacons National Park in southern Wales has been rumored to be an imitation and not the real sword in the stone, Sadhu has still been there and tried to pull out the sword. A sword.
Just now, this sword flashed with a strange blood light, cut through the sky, landed in front of them, the sword body was submerged in the boulder, and only the hilt was exposed. He completely witnessed it with his own eyes. What you see.
The hilt of the sword is indeed very similar to the hilt of the Sword in the Stone that Sadhu saw in the Brecon Beacons National Park that day.
For the first time, he had connected the sword in front of him with the legendary Sword in the Stone.
Seeing the sword being slowly pulled out and falling into Jiang Yao's hand, Sadhu had no other thoughts and was truly excited from the bottom of his heart.
After all, all his power comes from Jiang Yao.
The stronger the opponent is, the more light he can get.
Ignoring his compliment, Jiang Yao's attention was always on the sword in his hand.
This sword has lost all its light and has gone silent. The entire sword body seems to be carved from some unknown stone.
Holding the sword, he turned it over and over and looked at it carefully several times.
I tried to communicate with the spirit in the sword. I tried several times in succession, but there was still no response.
The idea that appeared in his mind several times before seemed to be some kind of auditory and visual hallucination that he himself had, and no trace of its existence was found.
Frowning, Jiang Yao thought for a while, then he picked up the sword and struck the stone in front of him hard.
There was a muffled sound of ‘Puff…’.
The sword is intact, and the big stone in front of it is also intact.
"There is a saying that seems to be called the artifact itself."
"When it just fell, cutting a stone was like cutting tofu. With a clang, the entire sword body was not penetrated into the stone, leaving only the hilt exposed."
"After I pulled it out, it was really... It's like a stone sword, it can't even move a stone."
"What do you mean by riding a horse? You look down on me, right?"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Jiang Yao looked unhappy and started to curse without holding back his words.
Sadu reported that the few werewolves that were suspected of being poisoned and survived by luck have been temporarily forgotten by him.
He lowered his head and studied the sword for a long time, but still got no results. He raised his head and his eyes fell on Sadhu: "What did you just say about the sword in the stone, the national artifact of your empire where the sun never sets? Tell me about it?"
When these words fell into Sadhu's ears, he was slightly startled.
Soon, he had already reacted: "Lord Blood God, the sword in the stone in my mouth first appeared more than 1,500 years ago, on a certain Christmas Eve."< br>
“In a certain church, just when people raised their heads after repenting, they suddenly saw a sword stuck on a square stone.”
“There was also a sword on the stone. The rows of golden characters are obviously a type of writing that has never been seen before, but even an illiterate person can still understand the meaning of those characters as soon as they see them. ”
"Whoever can pull out this sword from the stone platform will be the king of the whole territory. It's a pity that everyone present at the time saw those golden words and knew the meaning contained in them, but no one could pull it out from the stone." The sword in the stone was pulled out from above."
"It wasn't until after the New Year that a guy named Arthur..."
At this point, Sadhu hadn't finished speaking. After finishing, he was forcibly interrupted by Jiang Yao: "Okay, just ask casually, that's enough."
"A thousand or two thousand years ago, you Western countries were still drinking blood. If you can’t even grow food well, what smelting skills can you have?”
“This sword in the stone must have come from our east. I don’t know why it fell into your hands, so you don’t need to show it in front of me. Bragging.”
...
Jiang Yao curled his lips, his face full of disdain.
Judging from the rumors that Sadhu just said, he was actually guessing whether this sword in the stone came from a foreign land.
However, he was not interested in explaining to Sadhu at all, so he made a few perfunctory remarks and said that the sword originated from the East.
He lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand for a few more times. Then he tried to activate the energy and blood in his body, and began to pour it into the sword body bit by bit.
"The power of the supreme blood god?" "Yes, absolutely yes, the power of the blood god is unique in heaven and earth."
"It makes me emerge from the sleep of endless years. The wave of power that awakened really came from you."
"This generation of inheritors of the supreme blood nerve is weak, you are really weak..."
Silence fell. , the sword that had always been dim, finally reacted again at this moment.
Although the innate true Qi cannot be used, the power of Qi and blood based on the supreme blood nerve is still very strange and possesses incredible corrosive power.
The sword body, which was originally like a stone, fell apart under the erosion of the faint blood light and began to fall off piece by piece.
Without the stone cover, the real sword body is as red as blood, and a strange blood glow is constantly flowing on the blade.
Another thought came into Jiang Yao's mind.
The spirit in the sword that had been immersed in it revived again. Its voice seemed to be a little excited, but also accompanied by a touch of disappointment.
"It's not that I'm weak, it's that this world can't tolerate my power at all, so I have to seal myself."
"Knowing the Supreme Blood Nerve, are you from the world of divine martial arts?"
"Tell me, what is your origin!"
There was obviously a little more wariness on his face. Jiang Yao looked at the sword in his hand and responded in a deep voice.
Within the body, his extremely pure energy and blood power is still being poured into the sword body bit by bit.
Under the erosion of this force, most of the stone skin covering the sword body had fallen off, and even the originally ordinary hilt began to ripple with blood.
A few extremely simple blood-colored symbols slowly appeared on the hilt of the sword.
"Supreme Blood Demon Sword? Is this your name?"
"A supreme blood nerve and a supreme blood demon sword. What is there between the two? Contact?" The first time he saw those symbols, Jiang Yao understood the information contained in them.
There was obviously some astonishment on his face. After he came to his senses, he quickly spoke and asked.
"Supreme, represents the supreme."
"Whether it is inheritance or artifact, existence at this level is born and unique."
"Supreme Blood The Demonic Sword and the Supreme Blood Nerve complement each other and are considered companion artifacts. What do you think is the relationship between the two? "
"If it weren't for this reason, the power of the Blood God would appear in this world? , when I woke up from my slumber, how could I consume the strength I had accumulated over the years and fly here through the air? "
"The restrictions of the world force you to seal yourself? ?”
"No wonder, the power of the Blood God disappeared in a flash. Seeing you become so weak, I can't even connect you with the owner of that power."
A gentle sigh , the spirit in the sword seemed to be recalling the past, and with a bit of disappointment, it transmitted the message again: "The last master was surrounded and killed by nine powerful men in the world."
"In that battle, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. , the void was shattered, and after killing five people in a row, the master was outnumbered and finally died. "
"As a supreme artifact, I was also seriously damaged in that battle and fell into the turbulence of the void. "
“Time has no meaning at all to me who has been sleeping. I can’t even remember how many years have passed since that battle.”
"I only remember that when I had not yet recovered from my damaged intelligence and was still a little confused, there was a silly golden-haired foreign kid who seemed to have reached some agreement with me, allowing him to use blood sacrifices to exchange for a little bit of power from me."
“It is precisely because of the large number of sacrifices he offered that my spiritual intelligence can be restored to the current level.”
“It’s a pity that people’s hearts are not enough. His little strength is already a great blessing for him, but he is still not satisfied and wants to truly control me."
"I have no choice but to give him death."
"Since the death of the golden-haired alien boy, I have basically been in a deep sleep until I woke up again this time."
...
People, as long as they get older, they always like to recall the glory of the past.
Although the spirit in the sword is inhuman, it seems to have similar problems.
Although it and Jiang Yao only communicated with each other through thoughts, most of the time, he was the one talking and Jiang Yao was listening.
Such a move made Sadhu next to him confused.
Seeing Jiang Yao standing there stupidly holding the sword in his hand, he thought that there was something wrong with what he just said, which made Jiang Yao dissatisfied with him.
With a look of fear on his face, his knees weakened and he knelt directly on the ground: "Lord Blood God, I was wrong..."
Although he himself didn't know what was wrong with him. Wherever he went, Jiang Yao ignored him. In his opinion, it was a manifestation of dissatisfaction with him.
While admitting his mistake and apologizing, he gritted his teeth and slapped himself hard.
“Get up, sadhu!”
"There's nothing wrong with you, there's no need to be like this!" The sound of a crisp slap interrupted the communication between Jiang Yao and Sword Spirit, causing him to turn his attention to Sadhu.
Frowning, he raised his hand and gave an order to Sadhu.
Sadu, who was full of fear, finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. He had just stood up from the ground, and under the signal from Jiang Yao's eyes, he honestly stepped aside.
Being in an environment like the real world, even Jiang Yao, who is only in the innate master realm, has to establish his own strength in order to move freely here.
The Blood Demon Sword is essentially a supreme artifact. After so many years, it has not recovered much from the damage caused by that shocking battle. In other words, its spiritual intelligence has recovered a little.
In this state, the remaining power of the Supreme Blood Demon Sutra is very limited. By escaping to the Wolf Valley, it has already consumed most of the power it has accumulated over the years.
Jiang Yao, who originally wanted to try out the power of this sword, gave up the idea without even thinking about it after hearing this fact.
"Master, enough killing and enough blood can slowly restore my damaged power."
"But the world here is too restrictive, and you want me to Returning to the innate level is extremely difficult and requires breaking through the limits of the world."
"For the time being, you are not planning to go back, so I don't have much use here."
"In that case, I will continue to sleep. When will you go back to the world of Shenwu and wake me up directly!"
After knowing that Jiang Yao is the inheritor of this generation of supreme blood nerves, the Blood Demon Sword recognized him as the successor. Lord, there are no more obstacles.
After exchanging thoughts with each other for a while, the sword spirit dropped a word and finally fell silent again.
The storage space could not contain the body of the Blood Demon Sword, which was several meters long. Jiang Yao raised the sword to his shoulder and waved his hand to Sadhu: "Come on, take me over and take a look at those few swords." Wolf cub! "(End of this chapter)