Chapter 51: The Legend of the Artifact: The Pig Killing Knife (II)

Engineers armed with energy detectors search the town for suspicious clues.

In the barracks on the outskirts of the livestock farm, two high-ranking officials of the alchemy union are discussing countermeasures.

A young man in a black leather jacket, thick-rimmed sunglasses, and oily hair is habitually stroking his ** waxed hair.

"Brother Jian", a middle-aged man stood next to him respectfully, his battered face with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which looked out of place with his burly figure and large exposed muscles.

"Hans", Yang Jian took off his sunglasses, revealing sharp and bright eyes, "Why are we all cultural people, and we shouldn't deal with anything vulgar." He stared at Hans's gold-rimmed glasses and his bare, sturdy tendon flesh.

"But I'm afraid I'm going to make an exception this time", Yang Jian looked at the livestock farm not far away, his eyes flickering.

An anti-gravity airship staggers past in the sky, and a crew member on board is using an energy detection device, a strange crystal, to scan the sky and land in all directions.

This crystal is called "rainbow crystal", and the strange thing is that it can emit seven lusters, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

These seven colors represent the strength of the energy field in the area. Among them, blue and purple can usually be seen in Belmar's commercial pedestrian streets or schools, cyan can be observed near the playground of the Royal Guard, green is very likely to be the aura exuded by a famous martial arts master, and as for the yellow warning, there are only a few times in the history of the capital, and they are all big enough events to change the dynasty.

At this moment, Scout Corporal Pig was casually looking at the rainbow crystal in his hand, and then yawned lazily.

"Mom pull a", he burst into a foul mouth, "What movement can there be in this hellish place".

The rainbow crystal has always been purple, at this time the wind and sun are beautiful, the sky is clear, and the birds in the sky can be said to be harmless to humans and animals.

He looked at the jungle below the airship, where the cheerful and rushing rivers rushed and converged and finally merged into the sea.

"How poetic!" , Pig couldn't help but think.

"Well, I'm going to make a poem to express my feelings", Pigar suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the poem flourished.

I saw him put down the rainbow crystal in his hand, gently closed his eyes, and then slowly stretched out his arms, as if embracing the entire sky.

The breeze in his ears was whispering, and it seemed to accompany him.

"Oh!"

"If, I'm a happy little pig."

"And you,"

"Frolicking in the living room,"

"Frolicking in the kitchen,"

"Frolicking on the board,"

"Finally turned into a roast suckling pig"

。。。。

After a chant, Corporal Pig took a deep breath, and the turbid breath in his chest seemed to be expressed a lot, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

Reluctantly opening his eyes, he felt that the sky had never been so blue, and the white clouds were so delicate.

He glanced down inadvertently, wanting to see what kind of poetry the beautiful lake could bring him.

The green, business-filled jungle seems to have been cut off by something.

I saw that at the end of the jungle, the originally sparkling lake was spreading with blood, and the strange blood pool was like the blood basin of a man-devouring beast, pulling all the vitality around it into a dry torso.

The rainbow crystal was shrouded in a miserable blood light at this moment, revealing a rich murderous aura.