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Chapter 424 The imprint is lent to you

 Compared to the things in the God's Realm, the God's Realm itself is the most precious treasure, especially this kind of independent space. To a certain extent, it can be used as a storage space.

After putting away the divine realm, Ange stepped on the ground, and a gap immediately appeared in front of him.

When Ange walks in, the gap will not disappear. The gap can only be closed when he is no longer inside.

After thinking for a while, Ange concentrated his mind, reached out and took out a fresh and tender beet, and threw it into the divine realm.

This inexplicable behavior troubled Negris for a long time. It was not until a few hours later that Ange reopened the divine realm and took out the fresh and tender beet that he understood what Ange was doing.

"Is time stationary in the divine realm?" Nigris asked.

Ange nodded.

"That would be a pity. This way you can't pretend to be a living person, and the range of uses is much smaller." Negris said regretfully.

There are many independent spaces where time is static, not only in the divine realm, but also in some special storage spaces, where time is static relative to the outside world.

No one knows what the principle is, but one thing is certain: any space where time is static cannot store creatures with souls. In other words, it cannot store skeleton corpse witches and living creatures like the Palace of Rest.

, let alone create a barrier inside to plant things.

As a result, its scope of use is much smaller.



Taking over the intact sword, Locks looked up and down in disbelief, looking at the sword and then at Duroken: "Is it really repaired? They said that it requires an alchemist master to repair it well. Are they trying to trick me and want to charge a high price?"

Duroken's cheeks twitched: "It's too insulting for you to compare me with a master alchemist. Try the sword."

Master Alchemist refers to a master-level alchemist.

Duroken is the majestic king of alchemy. In the alchemy department, he is a god. Otherwise, how would he be qualified to have his own exclusive palace like the brass dragon and the witch?

Comparing him with those street guys, what is it but an insult? He has refined many artifacts, let alone repairing a broken sword.

Locks picked up the repaired long sword and waved it lightly. An expression of surprise immediately appeared on her face. She couldn't help but reverse it, and she held the sword in her arms again. She said excitedly: "What a magical sword, I feel so good."

Less than the resistance of weight and wind.”

Du Luoken frowned: "No, you didn't use its power. When I repaired it, I sensed some of its characteristics. This sword should be called the Guardian Sword. It has the ability to protect."

Locks swung it hard a few times, even concentrating her fighting spirit, but other than the black sword light, there was no special change.

"No, maybe you don't have supernatural power. Let's give it to the adults to try." Duroken said.

Locks cautiously took the divine sword into her arms and said, "No, no, no, it's already very useful. I can just use it like this."

"I'm not negotiating with you." Duroken rolled his eyes at her, rushed over and snatched the sword a few times, handed it to Ange and said, "Sir, please try to use the divine power of war and guardianship to inspire it."

Ange drained out the power of war and guardianship and injected it into the divine sword. The divine sword lit up with light and produced fluctuations, as if some kind of power was about to break the sword at any time.

Locks's eyes widened, and she stared at Ange's movements attentively. It turned out that her power could not activate the divine sword, and she could not exert its true power. But why could Ange? What kind of power is this?

At this moment, Ange suddenly frowned, turned to look at her, swung his sword at her from a distance, and a beam of light shot towards her.

Locks had no idea of ​​fighting back. Even Duroken could snatch her sword away with his bare hands, let alone his mentor Ange, so she immediately chose to squat down with her head in her hands and scream.

"Ahhh! Don't kill me!"

She only felt a force rushing towards her, but it did not cause any harm. After screaming a few times, Locks raised her head in confusion, only to see a translucent shield covering her body, which was originally more than ten meters away.

An Ge appeared in front of her at this moment.

"Is this... is this teleportation? Or did you jump over by yourself?" Nigris said in disbelief, because when Ange swung his sword just now, a ray of light hit Locus and exploded.

Shield, at the same time, Ange also appeared in the shield.

The shield is the protective barrier, which is nothing to be shocked about. On the contrary, Ange appeared in the shield, which is a bit magical, because no one saw any trace of Ange moving.

Ange tilted his head and said, "Guang, drag me in."

Well, Nigris understood that it was the light from Anger's sword that pulled him into the protective barrier.

"No wonder it's called the Guardian Divine Sword. It's a special artifact for bodyguards. It dodges to the person you want to protect in a flash, and at the same time opens a protective barrier. Coupled with a shield and a sword, there aren't many attacks that can break through this kind of defense.

." Duroken said.

"Yes, Luther should like this sword. Why don't you keep it for Luther? It would be too wasteful to use it for Locus." Nigris said.

"Don't waste it, don't waste it." Locks said repeatedly: "I can use it well. This is my sword, you can't steal it."

"How do you use it? You can't use the divine power of war. It can only be used for cutting things. Why don't we give you another one." Nigris said.

Locks rolled his eyes and knelt down simply: "I dedicate my soul to you, sir. Please give me the power of war and peace."

She finally saw it clearly. These guys in front of her were ridiculously strong. One could easily repair the divine sword, the other could easily capture the divine domain and divine seal, and could also use divine power. Isn't this a god? This is a big thick leg.

And she could also see that these people were very well-behaved. Even though they were offended by her several times, they did not get angry.

Even the book, who was so angry that he was so angry, only threatened her verbally and did not do anything drastic.

Even now, it is clear that they can snatch the sword away directly, but they obviously have no such intention, and they don't seem to care much about the Guardian Sword.

Only the book was nagging, but it seemed more like it was taking revenge on her for what happened before.

Why don't you hug those thick, disciplined and strong legs quickly?

The fire of her soul floated up, but Ange did not answer it. Instead, he tilted his head and asked, "Can you farm?"

"ah?"

"No." Ange shook his head and refused. Looking at her reaction, he knew he would not, so he threw the sword back.

This sword is of no use to Ange. War and guardianship can already activate the protective barrier. He doesn't know how to use a sword, and he doesn't need to flash to protect anyone. Others can protect him just fine.

Locks was holding the sword, a little at a loss. If Ange was just trying to avoid it, she would still think it was being reserved, but now that he even threw the sword to her, she really didn't want it.

Intelligent creatures are sometimes just so-so. If others don't want them, she feels slighted and is unwilling to stick to them.

She rolled her eyes and said: "Sir, please accept my allegiance. I can lend you the mark of my House of the Dead."


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