Blue sky, white clouds, endless sea, warm sun on the body makes people unconditionally surrender in laziness.

When you sail away and get used to the smelly sea breeze, the sea breeze will also become a comfortable breeze.

Ryuzaki Kazuki, who was noisier than anyone else and would entertain himself even if no one paid attention to him, lay silently on the deck under the gaze of Shirley with three question marks.

The reason why he lay in silence instead of sleeping carefree like a dead pig was precisely because the boy held the sharp blade in his hand high.

He held the transparent blade in front of him with one arm, and the sun's rays perfectly penetrated the transparent blade and sprinkled on a bright and immature face.

This is a strange sword, and no one has yet figured out how it was forged and what metal it was made of. Or something else?

The only thing that can be known is the unbreakable sharpness!

That has surpassed the duty of ordinary weapons, the so-called famous knife, it is precisely because the master wants to cut that it will bloom with unparalleled power, and the so-called demon knife, whether the master wants to cut or not, will be sharp, hurt the enemy and hurt himself.

Mutsu Mamoru Meteor Blade is different.

It's the sharpest sword in the world! Not one of them!

It has long surpassed the realm of the demon knife of the problem child and reached the end of the sharpness! Is that sharpness almost suspicious of a human thing?

However, this kind of divine weapon is unimaginably difficult to control, and that sharpness is by no means something that can be controlled by idle people, so for countless years, there are only a handful of guys who can be recognized as the master by the Meteor Blade. The one who can harness it is almost equivalent to having the luck of a child of destiny, or...... Overwhelming spirit!

Yihuang belongs to the former, and Wren belongs to the latter.

It's just that the latter is obviously not a good choice, and what Wren can control is limited to the sharpness of the surface of the blade, but just by virtue of the apparent sharpness, Wren has defeated Giruku who burns everything...... That fight, Wren won't admit because that's not his strength.

At that moment, even a guy like Wren who was not good at thinking had a little more understanding. It is precisely because of that excessive sharpness that people will indulge in it, and eventually rely too much on this sword, so that they become a sword to control people, rather than a human sword.

"Now, is it really good for me to be your master?"

Even though he was born with big nerves, the young man named Yihuang was also a martial arts practitioner, and every time he saw Wren's battle, he would be attracted by that power, and he yearned for it to transcend and finally ...... Indulge in that powerful despair. He was still a teenager, and it was natural that his confidence would be shaken.

It's just that the sword is a dead thing, and it won't open its mouth to answer the question. There is no inhabited by the old grandfather who has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years to teach him the earth-shattering techniques of ghosts and gods, and in the end, he will not blow himself up because he earns tears or completes his mission.

Looking at the transparent blade, the boy suddenly remembered what happened three days ago.

"Who do you think I am?"

It was calm arrogance, and the captain who was in a bad mood held the ownerless seven-star sword in one hand. As Shirley and Yihuang were worried and ready to flee immediately, Wren drew his sword.

The grand demonic aura was restrained at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappeared, and finally rubbed the owner's legs and feet like a dog without a trace of resistance.

Lost!

The demonic power of the demon knife actually lost to the terrifying willpower of a human being!

Crossing the battlefield of 10,000 people, stepping through the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, constantly suffering setbacks and biting those setbacks into their stomachs. He has torn up wolves, fallen to death ice bears, eaten sea kings raw, brought down the giants, fought a pirate alliance of thousands of people, ravaged the navy strangulation of more than 10,000 people, suffered more than ten times the death of ordinary people, suffered irreversible permanent scars, and was tormented by pain all the time......

The curse of a mere demon knife wants to affect Wren Walker's will?

This is undoubtedly the biggest joke in the world.

Luna had never seen the magnificence of the kingdom, and she couldn't understand the stubbornness of the fools who wanted to be superior even if they fought for their lives. has been living in peace and no disputes, and the kind little girl only knows that the man who said that he would protect herself has returned to the arms of the Seven Stars of Askar, and she has not even left a corpse.

Maybe it would be better to be slain by Giruku's seven-star sword? If she passed away like that, the little girl who only knew compassion and kindness would not be as miserable as she is now, would she?

The girl chosen by God is so pure and innocent that she doesn't even understand what hatred and killing intent for others are. Therefore, the only thing she can do is to plunge herself into unsolvable pain.

I was expecting a battle that would make my blood boil, but it ended in an instant. If it was Wren's own strength, then the final blow that fused the full strength of the spirits of both sides might make him enjoy it for a long time, right? Maybe under that blow, the glowing seven-star sword will end Wren's painful life, right? However, the instinct to survive made Wren grasp the blade outside the specification, and this victory and defeat ended by external force...... Wren doesn't admit it.

Amid the hostility and undisguised murderous intent of the villagers, a band of notorious pirates slay their beloved guardians, awaken the evil Seven Star Sword, and take it from them.

As he left the village, Yihuang took Qiangsack and his friends out with him, otherwise the angry villagers would undoubtedly sacrifice their blood to vent their anger. The three of them stumbled upon the cavernous cavern that had collapsed, and the fearless Wren walked into it without hesitation. And poor Qiangsak and his party paid a terrible price to induce all the mechanisms, and finally let the three of them find the direction of the hidden village leisurely.

Whether it was out of gratitude to them or unwilling to see them lose their lives, Yihuang eventually saved them.

The weather was clear, the wind was good, the road ahead was OK, and there was no navy in the back, and the echoing dolphin rode smoothly towards the next island guided by the record pointers.

“……”

Staring at the big bright eyes, Yihuang and Shirley stared at the record pointer on the deck.

After Meimei has eaten a (black) meal (dark) full (food) (li), what teenager's troubles and the self-confidence of the strong are excreted into the sea with excrement!

"This ...... It's broken, right? ”

"No...... The record pointer should not break......"

"So how do you explain this? No matter how you look at it, it's broken! ”

"This is the Great Route...... Before doubting the pointer, the first thing we should doubt is our common sense, right? ”

The speechless young man Yihuang felt frustrated again that he had lost verbally to a little girl who was less than ten years old, and he stomped his foot almost in annoyance, and raised his hand sharply, pointing to the sky.

"Are you going to let us fly?!"