A shaking swayed, pulling Yuesheng out of the muddy.
He opened his eyes in a daze and found that he seemed to be in a scrap steel factory, surrounded by a strong smell of rust.
Piles of old iron sheets piled up in the corners in a mess, with rusty marks on them.
A face with a stingy face flashed with a look of horror. She was wearing old clothes stained with stains and a black and blue tattoo on her left arm. She kept shaking him on the side, her eyes always staring at the gate of the steel factory.
Yuesheng looked at the man with short black hair and a blue and white striped uniform looking at them with cold expressions.
What attracted Yuesheng the most was the sword in the boy's hand, which was more than three feet long and two palms wide. It was white all over. Only the hilt of the sword was black. There were a pair of white wings on the hilt, and the whole body was emitting.
A kind of power that Yuesheng felt a little frightened, not the power of strange lines, nor the power of soul, nor the power of taboo, but a power that he had never seen before.
Of course, what made him feel even worse was that he could now clearly feel that his body was completely an ordinary person, without any special power, and was completely incomparable to the sword-holding boy in front of him, and the boy in front of him seemed to be still
Very hostile to him.
The situation was not so bad, he thought to himself.
Just as Yuesheng was thinking about how to get out, something happened in front of him that made him suddenly open his eyes.
The sword in the short black-haired boy's hand was suddenly shrouded in a ray of light, and turned into a long-haired girl. She was half shorter than the boy, wearing a white nun's robe and a black one around her neck.
Huan pouted and stared at Yuesheng and the middle-aged man beside him.
"Now the elf mechanism is getting more and more trouble. In order to deal with me, I actually involved ordinary people without elf weapons. Go back and tell the person who asked you to come. If I dare to take care of Aimis again, I will definitely not
Let them go, Amys, we're gone."
The black-haired boy took the girl away from the steel factory without even looking at Yue Sheng.
Until the boy left, Yuesheng had not come back to his senses.
Can weapons become humans? In the memory of the ancestor Burial, even the legendary peerless warriors are impossible. Moreover, although the girl has strong power, it has not reached the level of peerless warriors.
However, Yue Sheng is not in his cultivation and cannot estimate his specific strength, but it is definitely not weak. This is the feeling of his seven soul spirit.
"Although you can still feel the Seven Spirits, the power system seems to be completely incompatible with the rules of this world and can no longer be used. It seems that you can only become stronger according to the power system of this world. Let me take a look at this body
Memories…”
Yuesheng quickly calmed down his mind. He did not forget his true purpose of coming to the world, to accumulate energy and improve his strength.
"The extraordinary power in this world is something called elf weapon. If there is no elf weapon, ordinary people are just ordinary people no matter what. Elf weapons... should be the same thing as the girl before, right?" Yue Sheng said in his heart.
"Boss, Boss, what should we do now?" The voice of the stingy man beside him rang again, pulling back Yuesheng with mixed thoughts. (To be continued)