Someone once said that what puzzles mankind is the truth that is forever confused, and history can easily confuse or even bury the truth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info why? Because all the witnesses of history will always be swallowed up by time, including everything he knows.

"Why can't you just ask me if I need strength like any other movie or novel, and then bring me back to life and save Liz with strength。。。。。。 Tang Meng asked a little anxiously, and asked to stand back on the opposite side.

"Stop your restless heart, Liz she's out of danger. After all, it's just me, or rather you've broken your oath. So they wouldn't do anything to Liz either. And I won't accept the power of others, and neither will you. The "I" said helplessly. However, the last sentence is consistent with what Tang Meng thought.

Tang Meng felt the peace in his words, so he calmed down his mood, thought for a while and asked, "What kind of oath is that, and why did you break the contract?"

"It was an unbreakable oath I made to Odin's eternal spear, Kungunir, but I couldn't fulfill it. That Tang Meng said with a melancholy face.

"Why?" Tang Meng asked, as far as Tang Meng knew, that Ode's weapon oath must be carried out.

"That's because I'm already dead before I can go to that final battle. The "I" looked even more depressed, as if remembering the past events and feelings.

And Tang Meng was also the first time to see himself so sad up close, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. Suddenly, the "I" raised his head, his eyes fixed on me, and he muttered but did not speak.

"That final battle, and it's about Norse mythology, vaguely the dwarf also said that it should be the battle of Ragnarok, right?" Tang Meng asked with "I" serious eyes. After all, Tang Meng had also made up Western myths in the library before.

"As I am, it seems that I'm still very smart. Yes, remember why I told you about the dwarves, what is the most powerful talent of the dwarves?"

Tang Meng didn't feel happy at all when he heard the other party praise him, but had an inexplicable awkward feeling. But he still answered him: "Among those fantasy works, the dwarves should be the most superb in forging." ”

"Yes, and you should understand that in addition to our exquisite sword moves and indomitable sword hearts, we also need a sword. And what I am looking for is a sword that is unparalleled in the world. The "I" finally had an excited expression on his face.

"Sword, is it really this person's life?" I secretly sighed, but I didn't know whether to say Tang Meng on the other side or to myself.

"I understand, I understand this feeling, a peerless sword must be the pursuit of all swordsmen in their lives. Yes, it seems that almost all the weapons and treasures of the Norse gods were forged by the dwarves. So the sword you want is forged by the dwarves?" Tang Meng asked.

The "I" was silent for a while, as if stuck in the past of a thousand years ago, and finally he said slowly: "I remember going with Lis. It was the largest and most prestigious tribe of the dwarves, and they lived in vast underground caverns that were so dark and damp. At that time, Liz was still very unaccustomed to it. At that time, I was already in the realm of the Sword Emperor, which was equivalent to 。。。。。。 How to say it. I should say that the sword is in my hand, and I can fight even Odin. It's a pity that now there is no chance. That Tang Meng said, his tone was calm, but he sighed.

His tone did not fluctuate much, but it set off a monstrous wave in Tang Meng's heart: "That is the most authoritative god king of the Aesir god clan in Norse mythology, was I so brilliant in the past? Can I compete with the legendary gods? How is this the realm of sword cultivation?"

Indeed, for Tang Meng, who had just embarked on the path of cultivation at this time and had not yet cut off his thoughts, this was indeed unacceptable. But the self on the other side said so plainly, but it was full of truth, Tang Meng felt that it was true, after all, he would not lie to himself.

The "me" on the other side ignored Tang Meng's mood swings, and continued to say to himself: "I came to the dwarf clan with those heavenly treasures that I had worked so hard to find. But I don't seem to have come at the right time. ”

"Is there something serious?" Tang Meng asked.

"Yes, the day when everything was weeping, I happened to run into it. The god of light, who symbolizes light and is admired by all races and all things, has died. Died in a murder. The "I" replied with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Wait, isn't this the beginning of Ragnarok? Norse mythology says that Balder, the god of light, was so brilliant that all things and gods admired him. But Loki, the god of fire, was so jealous of him that he once dreamed that he was dead, so the gods came to counsel, and Friggia, the wife of Odin, made everything in the world swear to him that he would never harm him。。。。。。 Tang Meng said that his memory was a little blurry, and he didn't have time to remember the next part.

The other "I" took it slowly: "But there was a weak mistletoe that did not swear to Bald, and was discovered by Loki, the bastard, so finally at the celebration of the gods, Loki took the hand of the blind dark god and shot Balde with the parasite, and I came to the Nordic continent at such a time." Even the dwarves don't like the sun, but they love Bald, the god of light. So when I came, the king of the dwarves was so sad that he couldn't help himself. But here's a little bit about it. ”

"What?" Tang Meng wondered.

"I'm here to repair a sword, not to forge it. It's this sword. After the "I" finished speaking, a sword was projected.

"It's familiar. Tang Meng muttered to himself, his eyes staring at the sword unconsciously.

It was a sword with a typical Western shape, but it was projected only in a rough outline. I can't see the material or anything, I can only vaguely see that the sword body is very thin, but the total length of the sword is close to 2 meters, which should belong to the French thin sword type in the West. And there is a cross-like pattern on the sword body, which flows delicately on the sword body. The one that connects the blade to the hilt is round, with a jewel in the middle.

"What kind of sword is this?" Although Tang Meng's tone was calm, there was still a hint of excitement in it.

"This is one of the swords you and I used to have, called the Demon Eater. It was shattered by the Seven Demon Kings of the West. Therefore, I need to find the best blacksmith in the West, which is naturally the dwarven patriarch, the dwarf you just saw. The "I" said, but it seemed like his body had become a little blurry. The voice also became a little indistinct.

At this time, a woman with her face covered in black veil suddenly appeared in this space. Even though she was dressed in black gauze, she could still show her feminine curvy beauty, but other than that, only a pair of eyes were exposed. The eyes seem to contain endless wisdom, and they also have the vicissitudes of seeing everything wither, but they are never old. On the contrary, it is easy to imagine the intellectual charm under her veil from these beautiful eyes.

"You have said too much, and fate will not allow you to go against it like this. She said coldly to the "me", but Tang Meng couldn't hear what she was saying. Because she uses magic to transmit her voice directly.

"It must be Eden, the goddess of youth, who resurrected you, the gears of your fate will continue, I must disappear, what else do you have to do? As soon as the "I" voice fell, his body became more blurred, and he was close to dissipating.

"Then at this time, I can't figure out a key question, since there are so many mythical worlds, why didn't the gods of other myths help during Ragnarok?

However, it seemed that fate was unwilling to let Tang Meng spy on its secrets, so the other "I" melted into the air, turned into light particles, and finally disappeared completely. However, the space was still wafting, and he replied: "Anyway, the Demon Devouring Sword was repaired by their dwarf clan, you go and find it." Remember to be kind to the dwarves and repay their kindness. ”

The woman with a black veil looked at Tang Meng coldly, and then disappeared.

"So I know so much, what can I do now?" Tang Meng smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, the darkness of this space was expelled, and a white light lit up from Tang Meng's body, illuminating the entire space. It also made Tang Meng unable to open his eyes. It's been a long time。。。。。。

Tang Meng felt that his eyelids were very heavy, but he wanted to open them very much. Finally, he managed to open his eyes.

"Master, you've finally woken up. Lisi pounced on Tang Meng as she spoke, tears instantly soaked Tang Meng's clothes, conveying her worries and fears to Tang Meng through the thin material.

"yes, I'm fine, can you get the dwarven king? Tang Meng said to Lis.

"Master, don't you ask how you were resurrected, and you seem to be a little different? has something happened?" Lisi asked cautiously, looking at Tang Meng with tears in the corners of her eyes like a frightened rabbit.

"Really?" replied Tang Meng, stroking Liz's blonde hair, "It was just a dream." ”

At this point, the gears of fate began to turn slowly。。。。。。