Originally, Duran thought that the blacksmith Biyombo must be a heinous and negative person. After all, it was an indisputable fact that he personally threw dozens of infant babies into the raging fire, and he himself admitted this, but
What moved Dulan was the old man's attitude.
This cannot be concealed by acting skills at all. Duran's perception is so powerful that ordinary acting skills cannot escape his sharp eyes. On the contrary, he felt a hint of real regret and pain from the sobbing old man.
This makes it difficult for Duran. The Supreme Council allows the contractors to enter the evil place just to eradicate the evil. According to what he has done before, there is no doubt that Biyombo has committed a heinous crime, and Duran should not say anything.
The knife was used as soon as he was told, and he took away the old man's head without hesitation. However, although Dulan could not be called a chivalrous and courageous man, and he laughed at himself for not being a good person in the traditional sense, he faced a man who seemed powerless and...
The old man, who was obviously remorseful, felt a little helpless.
So he calmed down a little, dragged a chair over and sat down.
"Young man, did you come here because you heard the legend of the magic sword?" the old man suddenly asked.
Dulan hesitated for a while, then nodded.
"Since you know my name, you must also know that this demon sword was actually made by me." The old man's tone was very calm, but his face was full of regret: "I thought I could control this demon.
, but I failed. Although it is not a finished product, Oppenfis has the ability to evolve himself. He is constantly gathering strength, and the day when he breaks free from the cage is not far away."
"Wait a minute? Mr. Biyombo, you said Oppenfeis is not a finished product?" Duran keenly captured the key points in what the old man said.
The old man nodded slowly: "When I was building Oppenfess, I was extremely close to completing it. There is only one last step left before Oppenfess can become a magic sword that can be compared with a divine weapon!"
"Can it be compared with an artifact?" Dulan was shocked. This old man was so awesome that he dared to boast that the magic sword he made could compete with an artifact?
"Then what's the last step?" He wisely didn't argue about whether it was really comparable to the artifact.
"Sacrifice the head of an innocent virgin," the old man said silently.
Duran's nerves suddenly tightened, and in an instant, it seemed as if a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.
In the darkness, Amuse's face flashed past!
A hint of understanding rose in Dulan's eyes, but he did not interrupt the old man's narration.
"I should have thought of this a long time ago. After all, the expected power of the magic sword is so great. To drive him, the lives of those babies alone are far from enough." The old man sighed and said: "I didn't expect that all this happened after I
From the beginning of that damn idea, a big mistake has already been made."
Dulan's heart was pounding, and the outline of the story finally took shape in his mind.
"With all due respect, can I ask for the guest's name?" Dulan inquired carefully.
The old man glanced at him in surprise: "Guest? What else do you know?"
Duran shrugged: "I only know some of the things Miss Amius knows."
"Amus... have you talked to her?" A flash of excitement flashed across the old man's face, and he clenched his fists tightly: "She, how is she doing now? Is she okay?"
Before Dulan could answer, the old man replied to himself: "I'm afraid she has had a bad life these years. She must be very resentful of me. Where did you see her? Could it be that she helped you go
Came here?"
Duran was silent for a moment, sighed and said: "Mr. Biyombo, it seems that you have stayed in this house for too long. Your curse did protect her life, but it also made her unusually fragile.
In fact, she hasn’t gone anywhere in these years and has been hiding in the corner of the front room.”
"What? How is this possible!" The old man showed a hint of shock: "After I used spells and scrolls to curse her into a human-faced spider whose life would never pass, I asked her to leave this place immediately. How could she stay here forever?
In this room?"
Dulan smiled bitterly. It seemed that Biyombo and Amius, father and daughter, did not know each other. The two were obviously in the same room, but due to various reasons, they had not seen each other for many years. This can be said to be true.
The last thing happened that was different and regrettable.
"So, the sacrifice that was originally planned to be used as the final step in forging the sword was Miss Armus?" Duran asked directly. By now, he basically had a certain understanding of the story of the magic sword in his mind.
Speculation. Before the old man could answer, Duran asked another question: "The customer who asked you to make the dagger should be the real owner of this magic sword, right? Or maybe he suggested that you make Obenfei
His, isn't he? What's his name? Abaddon? Or Bailons?"
The old man looked at Duran in surprise, and after a while he uttered the name: "Abaddon... His name is Lando. Abaddon, and he claims to be an ancient nobleman from the East."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Duran's mouth: "Lando Abaddon, it is indeed this guy."
"Do you know him?" The old man was a little strange, and Dulan became more and more mysterious in his eyes.
"Oh, of course I know him. This guy is famous, and anyone with a little knowledge on Feinan Continent will know his reputation. Mr. Biyombo, there is no need to show such a surprised expression. If you know that Lando Abaddon is just a regular
If that bastard’s real name is actually Di Gaogeng, I’m afraid I won’t be surprised by what he did!”
"Di Gaogeng!? Are you talking about that famous evil spirit?" The old man had indeed heard of this name.
The evil spirit lord Di Gaogeng is famous far and wide. This guy became famous very early. Of course, there are more elements of notoriety. In the era of glory of the gods in the first era, Di Gaogeng, who was still a little evil spirit at that time, dared to
Dirty hands have reached out to Feinan Continent. The Lord of Dawn, the God of Witches and many gods have ordered the hanging of humans who were bewitched by Di Gaogeng. However, evil masters have spread like wildfire on the grassland on Feinan Continent.
More and more people are being bewitched by Di Gaogeng. Part of the reason is because evil spirits are very easy to achieve quickly, and the other part of the reason is that Di Gaogeng does not rely on his identity like other gods or evil gods——
On the contrary, in the early days, this guy was very keen on turning into a mortal and walking on Feinan Continent. What was even more cunning was that he did not use his real name when walking, but selectively used several pseudonyms.
Abaddon, Bailons, etc. were all the names that Di Gogeng used to use in his early days. Looking from the perspective of later generations and outsiders, Duran naturally guessed the person behind the magic sword incident at once.
"Di Gaogeng...it's Di Gaogeng again..." Du Lan smacked his mouth, showing a hint of anxiety. If the enemy was him, he would have to be more careful in this mission. (To be continued.)
