Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Three Obediently Be Your Spirit Blade
In order to escape the crisis of life and death, Dingluom reached an agreement with his spiritual blade Kairenhuang, and Kairenhuang controlled his body.
Of course, Kairenhuang's mastery of Tinglom's body later also successfully escaped the crisis and returned to the world with Tinglom's body.
However, although Dingluomu returned to the present world, he lost control of Kairenhuang. His whole body was covered with curse marks, and he became a pawn for Kairenhuang to realize his ambitions, a tool for killing.
For thousands of years, no warrior has been selected in the history of the empire. The empire is the only dark wraith-level spiritual blade. It is different from the four divine weapons and other spiritual blades. Rather than saying that it is a spiritual blade, it is better to say that it is a spiritual blade.
It is more appropriate to be the incarnation of the resentment of a powerful monster before the history of the empire was recorded.
Therefore, Kairenhuang is very confident in his own strength, so confident that he can despise the captain of the legendary Red Flame Guards of the Empire, Forslet.
However, although Kairenhuang was confident, he was not arrogant, so when Forslet showed impressive special skills, he still did not dare to neglect, but quietly staged the sequence that attracted you to the urn.
plan.
At this time, Kairenhuang, who was controlling Dingluom's body, looked at Forslet with a proud face and said: "I didn't expect Captain Forslet's speed to be able to keep up with the speed of my 'Black Burning Wheel'.
But fortunately, it was all in my calculations.”
After Kairenhuang finished speaking, he couldn't help but insert the black-edged broad-backed reverse-edged machete into Foslet's lower abdomen and handed it forward forcefully.
At this moment, Foslett said calmly with a calm expression: "You are also pretty good at it. You use your tricks to pretend to be angry. You use the 'Black Burning Wheel' as if you want to break up the clones of me that surround you. In fact, your real purpose is
You want to attack Flinder and Mars in the stands. But thanks to my speed, otherwise, your plot would have succeeded by now."
Dingluomu, who had a curse mark on his face, looked up to the sky and burst into laughter when he heard this. Then he glanced at Foslett proudly and said: "Fortunately, you are fast enough? Hahaha, it seems that the hero of our empire, the Red Flame Guards
The captain is just a self-righteous guy, so it seems that overthrowing this empire will not be difficult."
The expression on Foslett's face was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he reluctantly said: "Is it possible that you have already estimated my reaction time, deliberately lured me here, and then gave me a fatal blow?
"
Hearing this, Cursed Dinglom laughed brightly and said, "You idiot, you finally figured it out. Okay, I've talked a lot of nonsense. Now it's time for me to send you on your way."
After the Cursed Dingorom finished speaking, he once again thrust the black-blade broad-backed reverse-edged machete forward in his hand, trying to cut Foslett into two pieces.
However, Cursed Dinglom tried hard again and again, but felt that the black-edged broad-backed machete in his hand did not move forward at all. Full of doubts, he lowered his head to see what was going on. Unexpectedly, this sight shocked him.
Cold sweat.
It turned out that the fatal blow that I carefully prepared did not really hurt Foslett. At this moment, my black-edged broad-backed reverse-edged machete was firmly grasped by Foslett's hand, and the blood on the ground was just
The blade of the black-edged broad-backed machete only cut Foslett's hand that was holding the machete.
At this time, Cursed Dingrom seemed to be aware of the crisis and quickly released his grip on Foslet's shoulder, trying to draw a knife to distance him from Foslet.
Unexpectedly, although his hand was loosened, Foslett's other hand that was gripping his belt firmly refused to let go. The other hand that was cut by the black-edged broad-backed reverse-edged machete seemed to have no pain.
The black-edged broad-backed machete that firmly locked him.
At this time, Cursed Dinglom looked at the drop of blood in Forslet underground, which looked like a carefully drawn picture. He suddenly realized it, and there was a trace of panic and anger in his eyes.
The cursed Dingluom suddenly raised his head and stared at Foslet with resentment and said viciously: "You bastard! You are deliberately pretending to have fallen into my trap, but your real purpose is for this ritual."
Foslett still had a dull expression on his face and said: "After all, your strength is a force that cannot be underestimated. How can I bear to destroy it with my own hands? If this power is properly utilized, it will definitely create more for the empire."
Merit."
The Cursed Dingolom shouted loudly: "Asshole! I don't want to be a lackey of your bullshit empire!"
Foslett said calmly: "Stooge? You don't deserve to be called that! You are just a tool."
The cursed Dingluom was even more furious when he heard this: "Haha, what a rude guy. If you don't destroy me today, one day I will occupy this body again and destroy the world."
After hearing this, Forslet said calmly: "I also hope that that moment will come, but now you have no choice."
After speaking, Foslett chanted in his mouth: "The blue thunder splits the palace, and the light shines without a trace. The feather spirit is my shield, and it turns into my sword. It ignites my spirit hidden, and burns out all the resentful spirits. Lingyin: Blood Sacrifice Soul Guardian
!”
Cursed Seal Dingluom couldn't help but his eyes suddenly tightened when he heard the words. His body was still tightly wrapped by a burst of red magic flames released by Forslet. The magic flames matched the red curse seals drawn with blood on the ground.
, gradually dyed all the black curse marks all over Dingluomu's body red.
At this time, Cursed Dingolom was holding his head with both hands and looking in agony. He looked at Foslett fiercely as if his eyes were about to burst open: "Asshole! Remember, one day
I will take over this body again, cut you into pieces, and then destroy the world."
After hearing this, Foslett glanced at the cursed Dingluom. His eyes were so plain, but seemed to be more uncomfortable than any kind of contempt. Then Foslett said lightly: "Spirit Blade
! You must uphold your duty as a spiritual blade, and before you take over this brat’s body again, kill me, and destroy this world, you should help this brat make great achievements.”
As Forslet finished speaking, the cursed Dingluom looked up to the sky and screamed in great pain. Then, the red cursed mark on his body slowly receded, revealing Dingluom's original skin color.
At this time, Flinder saw that the battle situation on Foslet's side had been decided and that Dingolom had also fallen to the ground. He immediately flew to Foslet's side with Mars, who was also unconscious.
Afterwards, Flinder immediately put down Mars and stepped forward to check on Dinglom's injury.
Upon seeing this, Foslett said calmly: "This kid is fine, it's just that his body couldn't bear the burden of the huge spiritual source for a while and he collapsed from exhaustion."
After hearing this, Flinder felt a little relieved, and then asked doubtfully: "Captain! This guy Tinglom was a little abnormal just now. What happened to the curse mark on his face?"
After hearing this, Forslett replied speciously: "That's the ability of his spiritual blade, but that guy is not that easy to control, so I stepped in to help him."
Flinder was confused and wanted to ask again, but at this time, Dingluomu had already regained consciousness and struggled to get up, shaking his groggy head.
Foslett was shocked when he saw this, "This kid is really not simple. He was able to get up in such a short time due to the backlash from the spirit source of the Dark Wraith-level spirit blade. This shows that his own potential is strong enough. See
Come on, this kid and that Rick will become famous figures in the empire in the future! I’m really looking forward to their future performance.”
Foslett suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at Dingluomu calmly and said: "Dingluomu, it seems that your strength is still very insufficient, so I decided to let Flinder lead the team for this intelligence gathering mission.
Go."
Upon hearing this, Dingluomu hurriedly shouted: "No!"
As soon as Dingolom finished speaking, he felt as if every bone in his body was falling apart, and he lay on the ground grinning in pain.
Upon seeing this, Flinder hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Foslett said: "A guy who has difficulty even speaking has no right to object."
Hearing this, Dingolom glanced at Flinder who was supporting him with hostility, shook off Flinder, and then said coldly: "Flinder, our competition is not over yet, I haven't
Lose to you."
When Flinder saw this, he looked helplessly at Forslet.