Darkness is mysterious to Nian Bing, and at the same time, it is also the area he most wants to explore.
Hillard is looking at Nian Bing. Although he hates the dark breath the most, he firmly believes in the words of the Holy Master. Mimicry magic, what is that? Can Nian Bing cast all kinds of magic? Will he want this?
What about the knife? When there is a possibility of paying the price of disability. If it were you, how would you choose? The answer is blank, and Hillard also understands how difficult this choice is.
After a while, Nian Bing slowly raised his head. His eyes had become calm. Zhanran's eyes exuded a soft brilliance without any emotion. He calmly said to the Holy Master: "I am willing to give it a try."
There are only five simple words, but how much courage it represents! Nian Bing's calmness deeply shocked Hillard's heart, giving him a new understanding of the young man in front of him. He suddenly had a
I feel that I am not as good as my daughter when it comes to recognizing people. The young man in front of me is indeed outstanding, and he is so outstanding, not only because of his weird magic, but also because of his character. Hillard looked at it deeply
Nian Bing, his eyes have softened. In fact, long after he and Nian Bing fell into the abyss, he no longer had any unfavorable thoughts towards Nian Bing. Nian Bing did not say it, but Hillard knew very well about Nian Bing.
Where did those wounds on Bing's body come from? When they fell from the crack into the abyss, both of them were very weak in mental power, especially themselves. Because their mental power was limited, their mental magic could not be used at all, let alone summoned to themselves.
In that case, Hillard had closed his eyes and waited for death. However, he did not die. It was Nian Bing who grabbed his arm in mid-air. Nian Bing's mental power was also weak and he was using the space.
When the magic slowed down, the speed of descent was still getting faster and faster. In order to survive, Nian Bing pulled Hillard as close as possible to the stone wall of the abyss. Every time he used space magic, he kicked a few times on the stone wall with all his strength, combined with space magic.
Slow down the speed of descent, and at that time, Nian Bing had been protecting Hillard with his body. All the scars on his body were scratched by the stone wall, but Hillard was unscathed. When he fell to the ground, Hillard
De had mixed feelings. Although he tried to keep the surface calm, his heart was already turbulent. When the underworld wizard Safin appeared, Hillard had secretly decided to save Nian Bing even if he sacrificed his own life.
He returned the favor, but in the end, Nian Bing's sword saved them. At this moment, in order to gain greater strength, Nian Bing resolutely chose to try. This kind of courage was something Hillard thought he could not match.
The Holy Master's voice became more kind, "Nian Bing, have you really thought clearly? There is no regret medicine in the world, even in the continent of God. I hope you can understand."
Nian Bing nodded firmly and said: "I am willing to give it a try, how can I get it without paying? I understand this truth, Holy Master, please teach me how to do it."
The holy white light on the Shengyao Sword was dimmer than before. The Holy Master said: "I have brought you here and told you the price you may pay. It depends on you how to do it.
, wanting the Demon-Eating Knife to recognize it is equivalent to wanting the Black Martial Emperor to recognize it, this requires your determination, I believe you will be able to succeed."
Nian Bing was slightly stunned. Do you want him to think of a solution? A confused look flashed across his eyes, he nodded, and walked firmly to the remains of the Black Martial Emperor. There was no need to test or reach out to touch, Nian Bing said.
Bing could clearly feel the steel-like feeling of the black skeleton left by the Black Martial Emperor. He could practice martial arts to such an extent. No wonder even the Holy Master respected it so much.
There was a faint smile on Nian Bing's face, and he knelt on one knee. He firmly stretched out his right hand and held the break of the Demon-Eating Knife. The black scabbard was so cold. It was completely different from the Morning Dew Knife.
In an instant, Nian Bing's body trembled violently, and various illusions continued to appear in his mind. The illusions were not clear, but Nian Bing seemed to have seen everything that happened to the Black Martial Emperor during his lifetime.
Full of power, this thin knife in the hands of the Black Martial Emperor has a domineering force that fills the world. Vaguely, Nian Bing seems to feel that the Black Martial Emperor is not dead. The cold dark breath is so pure,
The pure darkness contains evil that is many times more powerful than the original Shengyao Sword before it was dispelled. The cold evil power is constantly stimulating Nian Bing's body, as if it is about to trigger something. The Tianhua Card exudes a gentle breath.
, under its tug, the power of ice and fire was completely unleashed, merging into a red and blue intertwined light ball. Although it could not eliminate the huge evil energy, it was able to keep its original intention and cooperate with the Tianhua Pai.
Let your mind be invaded by evil.
What Hillard saw from the outside was another scene. Nian Bing was kneeling on one knee. His body was wrapped in red and blue light. The outermost circle was a circle of holy white aura, while the demon-eating knife was full of energy.
Feeling the sense of darkness, the black air current covered the skeleton body left by the Black Martial Emperor. It seemed to be an exchange of energy and a mutual devotion. Hillard knew that at this moment, no one could help Nian Bing.
His only one is himself. Unknowingly, Hillard had clenched his fists. He suddenly discovered that this young man who repaid evil with kindness was so tall in his heart.
Nian Bing didn't know how long it took. At the last moment, all the illusions were completely merged together. All he saw was the knife, the Demon-Eating Knife. It was the most evil blade full of domineering power!
When Nian Bing opened his eyes, he found that he had stood up, and the Demon Devouring Knife that was previously tightly held by the Black Martial Emperor had also reached his hand. In contrast to the Sheng Yao Knife, this narrow blade
It seems to have no weight, it is extremely light in the hand, the cold evil aura is bred on the knife, and it is as calm as a silent monster. Nian Bing understands that he has not yet been recognized by this magic knife, but has only experienced the demon-devouring thing.
This was just the first test between the sword and the Black Martial Emperor. He was convinced that this sword had spirituality, and its spirituality was the first among several precious swords he had obtained.
Holding the scabbard with one hand and the handle with the other, the cold feeling seemed to be a little stronger, especially the evil aura, which turned from outward to introverted. Nian Bing understood that the time had come to truly test himself, and there was a look in his eyes.
With a faint cold light, Nian Bing used his right hand to pull out the Demon-Eating Knife from the scabbard. The blade was the same as the scabbard. Even in front of the light of the Sheng Yao Knife, there was no reflection of light.
, Nian Bing held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and slowly raised the Demon-Eating Knife. The black blade was only slightly curved in the front. Although the knife was very thin and light, it felt full in the hand, as if it was struck with a single blow.
As if he could cut through all obstacles, he moved his wrist slightly, looking at the pure black blade, Nian Bing said softly: "Devouring Demons, Devouring Demons, from now on, I am your new master. Although, I
You are not as powerful as the senior Black Martial Emperor, but I will never let you be humiliated. One day, I will make you shine with the most dazzling brilliance." After saying the last sentence, Nian Bing's eyes suddenly shined brightly.
, in Hillard's exclamation, he threw the Demon-Eating Knife into the sky. The Demon-Eating Knife disappeared into the air while rotating. Nian Bing stretched his left arm straight to his side and closed his eyes. His purpose
It's very simple. He just wants to use his left arm to bet on whether the Demon-Eating Knife can recognize him. The knife has spirituality, and he firmly believes in this.
Hillard's heart suddenly tightened, but he did not stop Nian Bing. Since Nian Bing had already chosen, he respected this courageous choice. The rotating knife appeared again, and the speed was no longer as fast as when it was thrown upward. It was
It fell in the direction of Nian Bing's left arm. No one would doubt that if the blade fell on Nian Bing's left arm, it would definitely cut off his arm.
Hillard closed his eyes suddenly. There was a soft ding sound, and the knife fell to the ground. Less than half of the blade had been inserted into the hard rock on the ground. Nian Bing and Hillard opened their eyes almost at the same time. Their goals were all Nian Bing's.
The left arm, the left arm is still there, there is a circle of thin red marks on the forearm, and blood drips drop by drop from the red marks, just on the sharp purple gem on the handle of the Demon-Eating Knife,
The gem was dyed blood red, and the dull blade suddenly burst out with red brilliance. The purple gem lit up like a lamp. Although it was not as bright as other gems owned by Nian Bing, it was pregnant with
The huge dark energy, the moment it lit up, the light on the Shengyao Sword fluctuated violently, and was instantly reduced by half.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and the blade of the Demon-Eating Knife trembled slightly. It was the sound of longing, as if it was reawakened by Nian Bing's blood. A strange scene appeared, the steel-like black skeleton of the Black Martial Emperor.
Suddenly, a change occurred. The black skeleton melted like ice and snow, forming a ball of black powder that floated up and rushed towards the red light of the blade. When the red light came into contact with the black powder, it seemed to swallow up the black powder.
After being completely digested, the powder gradually disappeared, and the red light on the blade turned into dark red. The purple gem's brilliance gradually converged and returned to its original appearance. A circle of black air flow rose from the blade body and wrapped around it.
He touched Nian Bing's left hand, and with a scraping sound, the knife flew towards Nian Bing's hand under the pull of the black airflow. Nian Bing subconsciously opened his palm, firmly grasped the handle of the Demon-Eating Knife, and then
A contact, but it was a completely different feeling. Although the evil still existed, there was no feeling of invasion at all. As if flesh and blood were connected, the Demon-Eating Knife seemed to become an extension of Nian Bing's left hand. He slowly raised his arm and moved the blade.
A faint smile appeared on Nian Bing's face in front of him.
"Your courage has been recognized by the Demon Eater. Master it well. No matter how evil the sword is, it can still be a blade of justice when used in the right place. I'm going back. On the Sheng Yao Saber you renamed,
My spiritual imprint will no longer exist, it will truly become your sword, use it well, like you just said, don't let down these magical blades of yours, one day, let them shine as they should.
Oh, by the way, one thing I want to remind you is that when the Demon-Eating Knife was in the hands of the Black Martial Emperor, it once had a title called the Curse of Eternal Hell. Once your heart is full of resentment, it is possible to activate the curse.
Even I don't know what will happen at that time. I hope this won't happen. Since it's called a curse, it won't be a good thing." The white light also dimmed, and there was a soft ding. Sheng Yao
The knife was inserted into the ground, and the white light formed by the Holy Master floated away, but the holy white light still shone on the Holy Glory Knife.
Nian Bing walked to the Shengyao Knife, held the handle of the knife with his right hand and pulled it out. He stretched his arms to both sides. The breath of light and darkness stimulated his body at the same time. The red and blue magic power of ice and fire came from the same source.
Under this strong stimulation, it actually expanded a bit more than before. Suddenly, clearly visible black airflow quickly condensed towards the Demon-Eating Knife. Circles of black airflow continued to pour into it, while the evil air in the surrounding air was pouring into it.
It weakened rapidly, and the Demon-Eating Knife did not change, but the cold and evil feeling it gave Nian Bing became stronger and stronger.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Nian Bing always maintained his original posture. Finally, when the last black energy surged towards the Demon-Eating Knife, the scabbard that had fallen on the ground turned into powder, and this abyss
The surrounding stone walls turned gray, and the original black evil aura completely disappeared. Nian Bing understood that after the Demon-Eating Knife recognized himself as the master, he used his blade to absorb all the remaining evil aura here and sealed it in his own body.
In the blade, Nian Bing couldn't help but be a little confused at this time. Is it a good thing or a bad thing that he got this dark blade? The Holy Master just said that no matter how evil the knife is, as long as people are not invaded by evil and resentment, they will be devoured.
The magic knife can also be used for good purposes, yes! The sword is not wrong, only people are wrong. He understands that if he wants to truly master this devil-eating knife, he still needs to go a long, long way.
Demon, Demon Eater, I will take you to devour all the demons in the world.
Previously, when the Demon-Eating Knife fell, its blade did touch Nian Bing's arm, but it just slid across the surface and landed on the ground during the rotation. The red mark on Nian Bing's left arm was only a subtle one.