Chapter 36: Spiritual Weapons

I lingered at the door, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

The newly replaced large steel door creaked inward, and the big demon king sitting on the sofa came into view. The Great Demon King held coconut milk in his hand and a large head of foreign books on his lap, and when the sound of the big steel door sounded, his scarlet eyes moved from the book to my face.

Just one glance at each other is cold.

"I'm back. The Great Demon King spoke.

"Hmm. "I didn't dare to look at the Great Demon King at all, and I bowed my head deeply as I answered.

"What time is dinner at home, remember?"

"Hmmm......"

"Do you know what time it is?"

“…… Hmmm......"

Every time the Great Demon King asked, my head dropped a point. After a few questions, my head was almost buried in my chest, and the answers became more and more unconfident.

Oops, it's obviously going back to your own home, what's going on with this feeling of guilt and fear?

The Great Demon King seemed to have finished his ostrich performance, and he put the coconut milk can on the low table by the couch, and finally asked the final big question: "So, what ......is your reason?"

The click of the can against the low table woke me up instantly.

I immediately came to a three-step run-up front and back split-leg calf glide, and hugged the thigh of the Great Demon King: "Edrak, you have to listen to my explanation!"

"I swear, I didn't have any fun, I didn't deliberately not go home, I was really really stumped by some unexpected situation!

I hurriedly pulled a small pancake out of my pocket. Perhaps it was because of the great demon king's fierce momentum, or maybe it was angry at my act of putting it in the water cup, but at this critical moment, the little pancake actually reversed course, not only did not help me say good things to testify, but rolled on the spot, his tongue sticked out, and pretended to be dead.

The Great Demon King looked at the little pancake lying on his back and pretending to be dead, then at me, and raised his eyebrows.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... Maybe I ran back too fast, and the little pancake got motion sickness......" I explained dryly, and stopped at the increasingly cold gaze of the Great Demon King. Obediently kneel on the ground with your legs together, put your hands on your knees, and honestly bow your head and admit your mistake.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stayed outside without permission to worry you, I shouldn't have contacted you in time to explain the reason, and I shouldn't have come home so late and didn't make dinner......" I listed my crimes one by one, and I felt very aggrieved.

"Who have you met?" the Great Demon King interrupted me suddenly, asking questions that were not at all on the same level as my presentation. I was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted, and said cheerfully, "Yes, I met someone who came to kill me!" Then, I explained to the Great Demon King in detail how I found out that I was being followed, and how I designed a stalker, indicating that my late return was completely forced by the situation and extenuating circumstances.

The Great Demon King groaned slightly, and said, "The residual aura on your body is very strong, and the strength of the other party is extraordinary. You were able to come back in its entirety this time because the other party didn't make a move. ”

"That's right......" said with a little disappointment in his heart. I thought that after a month of hard training, I could barely take charge on my own. As a result, my little strength is still not worth mentioning in the face of the powerful alien race, and even the success of the attack is the reason why the other party released water.

It's so devastating.

Even such a petite and cute girl is so strong, it's really shocking!

The Great Demon King continued, "Spells and martial arts with powerful attack power require a lot of time and training, and they cannot be succeeded overnight. For you, only a powerful spiritual weapon can quickly increase your combat effectiveness. ”

"What is that?"

"When an object has a very special meaning to the user, there is a strong bond between the object and the user. When this bond deepens and strengthens, the user will be able to give the item a 'name', and if there is a 'name', it will be a spirit, and this spirit is called an instrument spirit, and this item becomes a spirit weapon.

Spiritual weapons have a variety of functions, one of which is to become a weapon. And through communication with the spirit of the machine, the user can exert the magical power of the spirit weapon. ”

Oh oh oh

The best machine spirit can also be a gentle and lovely girl, so that she is not only a good partner on the battlefield, but also a good friend in life.

Of course, it would be better if you could have a love story with the machine spirit that can sing and cry and go through thousands of years!

Under my eager gaze, the Great Demon King took out a black crystal from his pocket and said, "This is the spirit weapon. ”

It is a very beautiful piece of crystal, pitch black throughout, with a neatly cut surface that shines with a charming light. On top of that, this crystal is the size of a fist, and it's priceless at first glance!

"Spiritual weapons, the most important thing is instrument spirits. When the user calls out to the name of the machine spirit, and when the machine spirit responds to the user's call, a miracle happens......"

The Great Demon King chanted in a low voice. At that moment, the wind came from all directions, from the underground sky, over the endless peaks, rivers, tall buildings, low walls, and walked through all the flowers, trees, birds, fish and insects, without a trace of nostalgia, without the slightest hesitation, constantly moving forward and forward, just to obey the call of the little stone, just to come to its side.

"Wake up, Sword of Blood. ”

The black light shot out from the small stone, like flowing water, vertically downward, shaping the form of a weapon. A dark red glow like blood immediately covered it, carving out more details of the weapon. Finally, when the flowing light of black and red faded, a Western heavy sword wrapped in a scabbard appeared before my eyes.

There are no words to express my feelings, and there is no doubt that the gorgeous changes and powerful power are as undoubted as the sun in the sky. As a little human being on earth, what other words can we say to the sun besides worship and praise?

The gorgeous Western heavy sword was easily held in the palm of the Great Demon King's hand, as easily as an adult grasping a child's toy knife. However, I knew that this kind of imagination was nothing more than an illusion given to me by the Great Demon King.

The sword was so powerful that even with its scabbard on its side, it still made the air around it tremble. If the sword is unsheathed, what kind of scene should the great power be?

I can't imagine it anymore.

I looked at the sword and was amazed and delighted. I didn't expect it to be my old friend. I still remember when I was besieged by the Walking Corpses and the Wood Clan at school, the Great Demon King used the Explosive Charm to conjure up a Western heavy sword to save me. And that Western heavy sword is exactly what I look like in front of me.

"He's called the Sword of Blood? that's cool!"

I reached out to touch it, but the Great Demon King easily dodged it. Before the Great Demon King could move, the Blood Sword disappeared without a trace and turned into a black crystal again.

It wasn't for me......

Although I had a premonition, I was still a little disappointed in my heart when I missed such a cool sword.

At the same time, there is a little expectation.

What will my spirit look like? What will my machine spirit look like?