Third-level warriors use fighting spirit and have at least five tons of power, which is a force of ten thousand kilograms.
The elf commander couldn't move the heavy sword even with all his strength. Does that mean the sword weighs more than 10,000 kilograms?
But how is this possible?
No matter how you look at it, Chen Luo is only at the first level of strength. How can he carry such a heavy sword on his back?
They looked at Chen Luo, the "ugly" elf, with incredible expressions on their faces.
At this time, the elf leader still did not believe in the evil and tried his best to exert force again.
However, the heavy sword was not pulled out, but the granite beneath his feet could not withstand such a large force, and was suddenly trampled to pieces.
Tang Qingyu's face was full of indignation and she wanted to break away from the shackles of the palace guards. When she saw this scene, she looked at Chen Luo in astonishment.
Seeing that the other party still looked like an old god, not surprised, Tang Qingyu's expression became very strange, and she stared at Chen Luo with a questioning look.
Seeing Tang Qingyu's strange expression, Chen Luo couldn't guess what she was thinking. He immediately smiled and said in Chinese, "Thunder's Hammer."
Chen Luo only said four words, but Tang Qingyu understood them instantly.
What he means is that the heavy sword is as recognizable as Thor's hammer. No one can hold it except the person it recognizes.
Tang Qingyu was suddenly surprised, but she didn't expect that this heavy sword, which seemed ordinary, could be such a powerful weapon.
Tang Qingyu's eyes suddenly lit up, this was an opportunity.
As long as they can't pull it out, this heavy sword will always be stuck at the main entrance of the palace. As long as Gresham comes out and sees it, he won't even want to ask why.
The Elf Commander trampled the ground to pieces, but the heavy sword remained motionless.
He had a look of embarrassment on his face. He had just called his subordinates useless, and now he couldn't pick it up. It was really embarrassing.
The Elf Commander coughed lightly, he retracted his fighting spirit, and shouted to a palace guard, "Go and call Fred and Turs over!"
The guard was still staring at the heavy sword in stunned silence. After hearing the elf commander's order, he hurriedly responded and called the other two commanders in the palace.
Not long after, two elves wearing armor came over with a few guards.
When they saw the situation in front of the palace, they all had surprised expressions on their faces.
"Harrison, what happened? I want you to call us all over."
Fred looked a little confused at the situation in front of him and couldn't help but ask first.
Harrison, the elf commander, looked embarrassed and had no choice but to tell what happened just now.
"Haha, Harrison, you didn't eat, did you?"
Another elf commander, Turs, laughed loudly, walked over immediately, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled hard, "I don't think this sword is heavy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the sword had no reaction.
"Huh?" Tours held the hilt of the sword with both hands and began to increase his strength little by little.
Soon, veins popped up on Tours' forehead and his face turned red. However, the heavy sword remained motionless, seeming to silently mock his incompetence.
Tours' expression changed slightly, and the relaxed smile on his face disappeared. He immediately showed his fighting spirit and used all his strength.
The result was no different from Harrison's situation just now.
Harrison's face looked much better instantly, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this guy can't pull it out, otherwise I won't be able to hang out here in the future.
Fred looked surprised, and Turs's expression was obviously not fake.
"let me try."
Although Tours was very reluctant, he tried for a long time and couldn't get it up, so he had to give up his position to Fred.
Next, all the palace guards present saw an extremely strange situation.
The three chief guards of the palace took turns to pull out the heavy sword, but they couldn't do it.
Finally, as a last resort, the three of them teamed up to use fighting spirit to draw the sword, but the result was no change.
At this time, everyone realized something was wrong.
The strength of three third-level warriors is at least 30,000 kilograms. How can a normal person carry such a heavy sword on his back and still be a person with first-level strength?
The atmosphere became very quiet and depressing.
The faces of the three commanders all turned the color of pig liver. In front of dozens of subordinates, the three of them could not pull out an ordinary-looking heavy sword, and they were shamefully thrown into their grandma's house.
Especially Turs and Fred, this was originally none of their business, but Harrison, a swindler, called them over, and even got rid of them.
This heavy sword was placed in front of the gate of Gresham's palace. He could see it whenever he went out and ask what was going on.
How did they answer?
Because of our incompetence, we can't pull out this heavy sword, so that's why.
"You, go pick up your weapons."
Harrison's expression changed several times, and he had to look at Chen Luo, and shouted at him with a menacing look.
Harrison couldn't help it. Although it was shameful, if Gresham saw it, he would be even more shameless.
"don't want!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Qingyu immediately shouted to Chen Luo in Chinese.
Although Harrison couldn't understand Chinese, he also knew that what Tang Qingyu said would not be good.
Sure enough, Chen Luo laughed loudly and said, "Oh, what can we do? If this sword falls from my body, I can't pull it out."
Harrison and others knew that Chen Luo was talking nonsense as soon as they saw his expression, but there was nothing they could do.
Could it be that he held a knife to Chen Luo's neck and forced him to take away the heavy sword?
It is already very embarrassing. If this is really done, once word gets out, Harrison and others will not have to go out to meet people.
"what on earth do you want?"
Harrison gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Luo and asked.
"I don't want to do anything, as long as you fulfill her wish."
Chen Luo smiled, pointed at Tang Qingyu and said with a smile.
In fact, if Chen Luo wanted to, he could let Tang Qingyu see Gresham, and even directly ask him to order the army to be summoned to prepare for the coming monster.
But even the elves were not in a hurry, and Chen Luo was even less anxious.
If they don't pay a price, they will never know the pain, and they will never change their loose character.
Moreover, Chen Luo only acted as a first-level demon slayer in front of Tang Qingyu, so he had to show his strength in line with his identity. If there were too many unreasonable things, it would be difficult to get along with him in the future.
Harrison's expression suddenly became very ugly. Of course he knew what Tang Qingyu's wish was.
But Gresham has made it clear that he wants Tang Qingyu to follow the procedure. Even if he goes in again now, the answer he will get will not be any different.
[Author's digression]: 89,014,99 Let's talk about the group number, although there are not many people. (To be continued)