"Smack." In the empty corridor, the dim yellow light of the rune lamp flickered and dimmed, and with a soft sound, Anchen opened the door, and she put on her casual suit and walked out of the room.

Ash was still resting in her room, but she wanted to go down to see the procession in the streets.

"Smack." In the drowsy hallway, the sound of the door opening sounded again. Anchen looked at the next room, and Zelas pushed open the door, holding an empty plate in his hand.

Zelas paused when he saw Anchen, he didn't expect to meet her.

"Zelas."

··· After a moment of silence, Zelas nodded, "Hmm. He closed the door.

With the sound of the door closing, the lights in the hallway flickered, shining on the two of them, making them both look a little unreal.

An indescribable feeling, for a moment, the feeling between the two is very illusory. It's like nothing is real.

Anchen stood under the lamp and looked at Zelas in a robe not far away.

Zelas turned his head, was silent for a moment, handed the plate in his hand to Anchen, and said lightly, "It's quite delicious." ”

"Hmm." An Chen lowered his head and seemed to take the plate in a bit of a panic.

"What are you going to do?" Standing in front of him, Zelas looked down at Anchen's face, and he couldn't see clearly in the shadows.

"There's one below, thanks to the rain team, and I want to see it."

"Oh." Nodding, Zelas walked past Anchen's side.

There were no footsteps, but Zelas could be felt walking away. A voice suddenly came from behind him: "Let's go together." ”

A distraction, Anchen turned around, and Zelas slowly walked ahead.

"Hmm." A light smile appeared at the corner of An Chen's mouth.

"Row." The door to the inn was pulled open, and Anchen and Zelas walked one after the other to the outside eaves.

Connected droplets of water slipped off the eaves and joined together. The occasional raindrop was blown by the wind on the cheeks of the two, cold and clear.

Outside is a long line that stretches from street to street corner. There were also many people like Anchen who stood under the houses on the side of the road, watching the procession in the middle of the road.

People were holding red and white streamers and knots tied in a special pattern, and two girls dressed like rituals walked and danced in the procession.

There was talk and laughter in the procession, and they walked towards a temple in the distance.

"I heard that there will be a rally in a few days." Anchen stood beside Zelas.

"Yes." Zelas still had some knowledge of this custom of Shurima, and at that time, after a rain in Shurima, there was always a big celebration to thank the rain god for his gift: "Tomorrow should begin." ”

"That's it." Anchen nodded quietly, calmly looking at the end of the team, with anticipation in his eyes.

Zelas thought of something, turned his head, and looked at Anchen. Half a ring, he turned his head and asked coldly, "Want to go and see?" ”

“··· Think. ”

"Then I'll have a look."

Except for the adventurers, the residents of Xichen Town had smiles on their faces during the rain, and the rain was a rare thing for them, like a heavy snowfall in other ordinary places. Children ran around the streets in the rain under the reprimands of their parents.

The adults hung the rain bell that they usually put at home at the door, the wind blew the bell, and the crisp sound echoed in the streets and alleys, with a feeling of clarity, the town in the rain, less heavy, surrounded by rain and fog, with a hint of empty feeling.

The smell of dust was washed away, the air became fresh, and the sun sank in the west, leaving behind a deep night, accompanied by the graceful moonlight.

The moonlight in the rain faded between the raindrops with an unusually charming brilliance, making the night look like a light veil, with hazy, in front of the window in the white moonlight, but it was very bright, on the bed, Ash held Anchen in his arms, Anchen's breathing was very even, she fell asleep, although she didn't need to rest, but she had already been accustomed to the way of ordinary people's work and rest.

Looking at the back of Anchen's head, Ash half-closed his eyes, but his eyes revealed inexplicable complexity.

The sound of the rain continued, and Ash silently buried his face in Anchendi's hair, asked about the familiar warm smell, and gradually fell asleep.

In his sleep, An Chendi's brows furrowed slightly.

The black dagger next to the bed emitted an indistinct glimmer, and she was dreaming.

It was pitch black, there was not a single light, and something seemed to squirm in the darkness. Anchen stood in the middle of the darkness, the last bit of light in the entire space. The light is cast on the ground from above, illuminating the ground brightly.

Something wriggling in the darkness slowly spread out of the darkness, it was a blood-red, blood all over the ground.

The darkness around them became a little brighter, and one could see what was inside. An Chen looked, and the next moment, his face turned pale.

It was a ground soaked in blood, and countless corpses were poured into the blood, some of which she felt a little familiar, as if she had seen them before, and some of them, but they had no impression at all. Some of them were soldiers in armor, some were merchants in modest clothing, and some looked like ordinary civilians. Among the corpses, there were old people, children, women, men, all kinds of people, the only thing that was the same was the hideous faces on their faces.

That, what is it, An Chen's face turned pale and took half a step back, his hands trembling unconsciously.

As she moved, in the pile of corpses with almost no end in sight, everyone's eyes moved at the same time, staring at An Chen's body with a cold resentment in their eyes.

Anchen felt that he couldn't move, and his whole body was thrown into an ice cellar, and it was extremely cold.

"See, those are the people you killed." A voice sounded behind Anchendi. The voice was familiar, the same one that had asked her if she wanted to regain her memories the night before.

“！”

The resentment in the space stimulated An Chen to release the murderous aura on her body, and the rich blood color that almost condensed into substance spread from her body.

The murderous spirit broke away from the confinement of resentment, allowing Anchen to regain control of himself.

Turning around, black silk threads were entangled on the ground illuminated by white light, and a humanoid creature dragged blood trails in from the outside.

It looked at Anchen and tilted its head, seemed to be smiling, and said politely, "Hello." ”

"Who are you?" An Chendi's eyes became cold, and a trace of cold aura locked on the humanoid creature.

"Don't be nervous, do you remember your knife?" The humanoid creature explained, then paused, as if considering how to explain his identity to An Chen, hesitated for a moment and shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "It's the handful you use to mix eggs." ”

“······” An Chen didn't say anything, but the aura on his body became more and more dangerous.

"I was the sword spirit before it, and I was the previous user, well, before you came."

"Of course, don't worry, I'll be dissipating soon."

"It's just that before dissipating, there are some things I want to tell you."

The human form didn't care about Anchen's hostility, and said to himself: "Now this place is the world in the sword. ”

Knife Spirit····

The world in the knife. An Chen's eyes looked at the surrounding corpse mountains and sea of blood, and only a small part of what she could see was still hidden in the deeper darkness.

The humanoid nonchalantly pointed to the corpses: "Like I said, all you can see are the people you killed, their souls will be swallowed by the knife, and they will stay here." ”

As he spoke, it looked farther away: "Farther away, there are people I killed, and people killed by those guys before me." I don't know how much, I've never been to the end anyway. ”

Its voice, though flat, makes people shudder.

The humanoid found a random pool of blood and sat down, unconcerned about the stains of blood staining its body.

"This knife is like this, it will devour people's souls and then increase the strength of the user, but when the user dies, it will also be devoured by the knife and become the fertilizer of the knife." It smiled and looked at Anchen who was on guard: "Do you know, this knife used to slaughter Valoran until it was exiled, sealed, and disappeared on the mainland. ”

"It doesn't have a name, people call it the Mystic Sword, and some people call it the Murder Sword."

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Hawkers,This is the origin of Anchen's black knife.,The killing sword itself is a piece of equipment in the game.,But it was later deleted from the game by the official.。 It fell into Anchen's hands, haha.