Chapter 323: The Essence of the Seven-Star Sword
Fear, anger, hatred, despair, arrogance, greed, jealousy.
These negative emotions full of negative energy, even if the will is firm, no matter how strong the heart is, it is impossible to avoid vulgarity.
If there is a person who is not affected by negative emotions at all, then he is either a transcendent saint or a robot without a soul.
Sherlock vaguely remembered that Maya had said that after the prince got the seven-star sword again, he would frantically launch a foreign war. The raging flames of war swept almost the entire Great Route.
And killing and war are precisely the easiest ways to generate a lot of negative emotions!
Thinking of this, Sherlock realized in his heart, and he withdrew his gaze from the seven huge sword tablets and turned to look at the murals.
I don't know what kind of paint is used in these murals, the painting style is extremely unrestrained, and at first glance it is simply a child's graffiti work.
However, after staring at the time for a long time, the bold color scheme and the artistic style with a sense of age allow the viewer to appreciate an indescribable beauty, and inadvertently immerse themselves in the world of the painter's brush.
The first mural depicts a demon attacking a city.
It had a mountain-sized body, completely enveloped in a circle of pitch-black flames, making it impossible to see what the demon looked like.
Several hideous horns formed a huge crown above his skull, and seven dark red pupils shimmered with bloodthirsty light, exuding an extremely ominous aura under a blood-red full moon.
In the face of this terrifying existence, no matter how sturdy the building is, it is like a building block built by a child, and it will collapse at the touch of a button.
And people's self-defeating counterattacks are even more of a joke.
A huge mouth full of sharp teeth, and the black flames gushed out.
The army that came to crusade against the demons was instantly robbed of all their courage by the black evil flames.
Some of them threw away their armor and fled like lost dogs. What's more, they become puppets of anger and madness, glaring at a pair of scarlet eyes, and begin to attack all creatures in their field of vision.
Countless civilians screamed and cried bitterly, and they could only watch as this demon wantonly showed his madness and tyranny!
The will that collapsed, the heart that was filled with negative emotions, was undoubtedly not what this demon longed for.
Fear is the main course, anger is the dessert!
And the hatred and despair that people burst out before they die are even more incomparably delicious!
With a wave of the devil's claws, the raging black flames erupted like a tidal wave, turning into countless tentacle-like chains of flames, entangling all those fallen souls and burning them in endless wails!
In this way, the black fire of hell burned more and more, and death and calamity spread like a plague.
Everything is like hell on earth.
"The demon who brought calamity, Azathoth?"
Sherlock frowned slightly, although this was only a painting, it was a very vivid representation of the scene when the demons were raging thousands of years ago.
Seeing this hellish tragic scene, a certain glasses, as a human instinct, felt a sense of depression, and he couldn't get angry.
(This mural is really evil, and it can actually affect the mood of the viewer.) )
Taking a deep breath, Sherlock adjusted his mood and continued reading.
The next mural changed its style.
The ominous moon of weeping blood disappeared from the sky, replaced by a bright sun, and the warm sun shone on the earth, full of life and hope.
The invincible demon from before was already in a different place at this time.
The pitch-black evil flame had long since been completely extinguished, revealing the demon's ugly skeleton-like body and seven dark red eyes, which had also completely lost their lustre.
And above the demon's massive head stood a swordsman with a long sword in his hand.
Judging by the surrounding ruins and exaggerated post-war traces, an earth-shattering battle has definitely broken out between the two!
Countless people knelt down and cheered around this swordsman, as if to praise this swordsman for defeating the terrifying demons and becoming their savior.
"He should be the last prince of the Askar Kingdom, the world's number one swordsman back then. ”
Sherlock said to himself, looking back, and when he saw the contents of the next few murals, the sorcerer couldn't help but froze.
In a sprawling palace, the prince finds a mysterious man wrapped in a black hooded robe and gives him two things.
It's the same as a gorgeously shaped cross sword, which is the same sword that the prince used to slay demons before.
On the other hand, it is a pitch-black fruit, the skin of which is covered with dark red patterns like flames, and the beauty reveals a strange feeling.
Obviously, it's a Devil Fruit!
Then the screen turned, and the mysterious black-robed man spread his arms, and directly above him, the unknown Devil Fruit and nine identical cross swords slowly floated in midair.
For some reason, they are like illusions reflected in the water, constantly stretching and twisting exaggeratedly, decomposing and solidifying, and then slowly converging and gradually merging together.
At the moment when the fusion was successful, endless black flames gushed out from the middle, and even turned the sky into a black sea of fire!
The earth trembled!
The ocean is wailing!
The sky is overshadowed!
Chaos! madness! The palpitating momentum seemed to tear the whole world apart!
But in the next second, the sea of fire in the sky contracted sharply like a low tide, and then condensed, finally forming a cross-sword with a pitch-black body.
A dull black flame wrapped around the crosssword, and on the body of the sword, which was covered with dark red magic patterns, seven gems as magnificent as the Eye of Azathoth were arranged one after another, exuding a tempting attraction that seemed to be able to bewitch people's hearts.
Gorgeous, yet deadly.
The legendary cursed sword - and thus was born.
“……”
Sherlock was silent, his deep dark eyes widening under the lenses, his gaze mixed with a hint of trepidation.
The formation process of the Seven Star Sword, for the demon magician, this sense of déjà vu is too strong.
Because it's like one of his most proud skills in the Mirror Fruit.
Mirror Fusion ......
Sherlock nudged his glasses lightly, muttering in a somewhat astringent voice.
The strongest sword in the legend turned out to be made by the Mirror Fruit Capable Thousand Years ago by Mirror Fusion Fusion?
What a ridiculous idea!
But after Sherlock calmed down and thought about it for a while, he felt that it was extremely credible. And combined with the information obtained before, some phenomena that were originally unknown can also be explained!
The ability of the mirror fruit is to freely manipulate the boundary between fantasy and reality.
Mirror fusion, on the other hand, transforms the virtual into reality, and makes the unreal surpass reality!
This coincides with the incredibly powerful power of the legendary Seven Star Sword.
(Mirror Fusion, Ninefold?!, and it's clear that the person who made it in the first place is dead, but the Seven-Star Sword is likely to still exist, but it's just sealed...... )
Sherlock stared meaningfully at the seven-star sword on the mural and the mysterious man in the black robe, and his heart turned into a monstrous wave.
If everything is as he speculated, then the true essence of the Seven Star Sword is about to come out.
That's ......
Eternal Ninefold Mirror Fusion