Only half a minute later, most of the ghost babies in the foundry were dead or injured. The army of ghost babies that originally numbered more than 300 was surprisingly reduced to less than a third. At this time, they could only huddle in the corner, fearful.
He stared at the steel monster in the center of the casting room that was gradually slowing down its rolling speed.
More than two hundred ghost babies gave Dulan a wealth of experience, and his level also increased by 22 levels - a huge sense of happiness instantly surrounded Dulan. Apart from the evil place, there is no other place.
To provide Duran with such a sufficient experience package? Anyway, Duran, who knew Feinan well, had no impression of him.
As the furnace slowed down, Dulan, who had been prepared for it, took advantage of the opportunity and used the powerful magic sword to press him tightly. Although the rolling was still in progress, the frightened and angry magic sword was obviously not as good as
Dulan was well prepared, but for a moment he was at a disadvantage because he couldn't grasp his balance.
Dulan knew that now was his best chance. He had an idea to separate the demon sword and the ghost babies, leaving him in a weak and isolated situation. If he still couldn't kill the opponent at this time, it would not be good for Dulan if the time went on.
What benefits.
So he gritted his teeth and his hands suddenly burst into flames that were three feet long.
The temperature of the wandering fire tongue obviously could not melt the magic sword, but instead aroused the opponent's ferocity. Although he was forcibly suppressed by Duran, Oppenfis still shouted: "Boy, your strength will eventually run out, but
My power is endless..."
"So much nonsense!" Duran added coldly. Oppenfis's counterattack just now almost prevented him from breaking free from his hands, and the price he paid for controlling him again was his right hand.
The tiger's mouth was cut by the edge of the magic sword - a gap was exposed in the terrifying gloves. Before Duran could regret that this good piece of equipment was accidentally damaged, scarlet blood flowed out from the gap.
Duran's blood flowed onto the body of the magic sword, making a sizzling sound, and a faint white mist slowly evaporated. In the blink of an eye, the blood was sucked clean by Oppenfess.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's such wonderful blood. The last time I tasted such delicious blood was more than a hundred years ago, when that wretched dwarf broke in rashly..." Oppenfis groaned endlessly: "I want to
More blood, more!"
His words were like unquestionable laws. With this shout, Dulan found that the blood flowing from his mouth suddenly accelerated a lot.
"He's sucking my blood?" Dulan was surprised. The magic sword's ability was indeed full of evil, and his wounds were actually tending to expand.
The cold laughter resounded through the furnace: "Sweet blood, hahahahaha, it's all mine... it's all mine!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Duran punched Oppenfeis's sword violently, temporarily calming down the demon sword that was about to move.
However, the flow of blood was still very fast. Under this situation, Dulan had no way to free his hands to stop the bleeding.
If this continues, I am afraid that within a few minutes, Duran will enter a state of severe blood loss. But what is worrying is that Duran is unable to change this situation.
"what to do?"
A big question mark hovered in Dulan's mind. At this moment, the rolling furnace suddenly stopped rolling and seemed to be stuck in the corner.
The magic sword found its balance and immediately prepared to counterattack. Dulan gritted his teeth and a look of determination flashed in his eyes!
Fight!
The stray flames suddenly rose a lot, tightly wrapping the entire demon sword. Dulan pressed the shoulder of the demon sword with his left hand, and stepped on the tip of the sword, barely suppressing Oban who wanted to rebound.
Fez.
However, this situation undoubtedly made the proud Demon Sword very dissatisfied. He screamed and cursed: "Damn human, you stepped on my noble body, I will make you miserable!"
"Although I'm only half sure, I have to fight now." Dulan breathed rapidly. He had no time to pay attention to the noisy enemy.
He casually took off the glove of his only free right hand, and spread out the five fingers of his naked palm, silently pressing the side of the magic sword's edge.
The next second, he took a deep breath and recited the sacred oath:
"In the name of Duran, a descendant of the Embers, I pay tribute to Hilario, the King of Swords."
"The Eternal King, I swear by the contract of the sword that I will share life and death with this sword, and the honor and disgrace will be the same."
"You can't live without the sword, and even in death you can chase your soul."
The ancient Yu Jin language was solemnly spoken, and in an instant, a thunder rumbled across the sky of the small town of Sarnia, and countless crows were startled and flew across the dark night sky.
Light yellow pentagonal runes emerged from Duran's palm, and then quickly integrated into Oppenfes' sword body.
At that moment, there seemed to be countless rich voices blasting in Dulan's ears. They sang the inexplicable language of Canggu, sending a strong force into Dulan's body across time and space.
"This is the power of the sword contract!" Dulan was delighted. The contract made by the King of Swords was indeed irresistible. His plan was already half successful!
The change that would make Duran happy would certainly not make Oppenfeis feel comfortable. He screamed: "You brat, what did you do to me? What kind of contract is this? Do you want to enslave me with some thin contract?"
I?"
"Your Excellency Demon Sword, you guessed wrong. I did not use a slavery contract. In fact, we signed an equal contract." Dulan said calmly. "Under the witness of the King of Swords, the contract has been formed, even if
Even you cannot violate the laws of great Hilario."
"Hilario? King of Swords? What the hell is this?!" Oppenfis cursed endlessly. It was obvious that this bumpkin had never heard of the name King of Swords.
Dulan sneered in his heart. It was normal for Oppenfis not to know the name of the King of Swords. After all, the town of Sarnia was a product of the First Age, and the King of Swords was a god who rose at the end of the First Age.
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When it comes to Hilario, the King of Swords, I’m afraid there are few adventurers on the mainland who don’t know about it. As for swordsmen, they may have countless schools, and they may have various contradictions and barriers between them, but there is one person who can
Let all those who wield swords bow their heads and call him king. He is the first being in human history to be promoted to a god by Xi Wei, the evergreen king Hilario.
Hilario's deeds have spread widely in the mainland. Although not everyone knows it, it is not much different. Like the legendary mage Raven King, Hilario's life is more like a paragraph than a story.
A dazzling legend. He developed swordsmanship to a peak. As a mortal, he even made countless gods praise his exquisite swordsmanship. He killed countless enemies in the first battle of the abyss, laying the foundation for the Jinder people.
The basis for the rise can be said that without Hilario killing countless strong foreigners with his long sword when he traveled around Feinan, it would not have been so easy for Noddington I to lead the Ember people to dominate the world.
Later, because of his outstanding performance in the Battle of the Abyss, Hilario was promoted to god by Civiti, and in the singing of countless humans, he was given the title of King of Swords, and he has been famous for generations. And the biggest thing about the King of Swords is
His contribution lies in the formulation of the Sword Contract. He believes that any good sword always has its own unique spirituality. If a swordsman wants to achieve success in swordsmanship, he must have a spiritual connection with the sword in his hand. The Sword Contract
It is such a unique contract that puts the sword and swordsman on an equal footing. Only by respecting each other can both parties make progress.
Once the sword contract is signed, the rest cannot be changed or disobeyed until the King of Swords personally witnesses it. After signing the contract, the swordsman and the sword's souls will be in a state of complete communication. Of course, if the spirit in the sword does not like this,
If it is a famous swordsman, it will also make fierce resistance in the communication with the swordsman - if the resistance is successful, the contract will automatically become invalid; if the resistance fails, the contract will officially take effect.
Obviously, Duran had no intention of taking a magic sword like Oppenfess as his own psychic sword. All he wanted to take advantage of was the period of time when he and Oppenfess were completely connected.
In an instant, the scenery before Dulan's eyes changed drastically. He was originally in a furnace and suddenly found himself in the wilderness.
But above the sky, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, except for a ferocious face staring at him: "How dare you enter my world? You still want to sign a contract with me, bah!"
"The great Oppenfis will not be friends with any human being. You will only end up obediently becoming my dinner!" (To be continued.
