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Seeing this "sword", both Luna and Angelina were stunned.

Angelina's words, although it was the first time she had seen this sword, were not unfamiliar.

Luna, on the other hand, knows that very well.

Even she knew that thousands of years ago, the reason for the great conflict between the demons of the Necronomicon and other demons was inseparable from this sword.

Luna casts her eyes on the silver-white weapon, dubbed "Spirit's Spirit".

It was a greatsword her height, and no one would see it for the first time as an evil weapon linked to necromancy.

However, the sword that smells holy all over its body is coiled around it by a woman in the form of a ghost, which serves as the gauntlet part of the sword.

Moreover, this should have been just a relief gauntlet, and when she cast her gaze, the pair of pale and indifferent eyes turned slightly, making her feel an inexplicable chill.

Completely different from the one she remembered, it was definitely not holy.

Uncanny.

This was Luna's second impression of the sword, and when combined with the silver-white body, the whole sword revealed a strange feeling of holiness and evil.

In the secrets she knew, in fact, this sword was the culprit that caused that huge conflict.

The original body of the sword is a demigod crafted by the god of forging, the pure white sword, the Kader.

Originally, it was intended to be forged into a sharp weapon against the Necromantic Demon Gods......

But later, in the plan of the god of intrigue and trickery, he did some processing and sent it to the territory of the Necromantic Demons.

And that "processing" is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Spread the "truth and dispel delusion" and call on the world to seek the truth.

This was the creed of a church of weak gods at that time, and in this church of true knowledge, there was a legendary saint with great talent.

And now it is inlaid on the sword that it should be the soul of the legendary saintess.

Kaolan, the legendary saint who had been blessed with the god of true knowledge and possessed a unique gift, and who was almost on the verge of becoming a subordinate god, had simply disappeared before that incident.

And no one thought that even if Her Royal Highness the Saintess with outstanding talent died, her soul did not return to the holy realm of the God of True Knowledge, but had no news.

And the god of true knowledge, the god who had given the saint an expectation, was also silent.

This matter was in a big uproar at the time.

So, it's no wonder that Luna was so shocked when she recognized the sword.

However, why is the soul above this long sword somewhat familiar?

"Sure enough, it's an idiot."

Just as she heard this, a scene appeared in front of her eyes that surprised her.

On top of the silver-white giant sword, the puppet-like soul suddenly turned black.

The original pure silver-white sword body immediately became tattered, looking like a sword embryo dug out of the furnace, and on the hilt of the sword, there were also marks appearing, like chains, and like layers of iron lumps that had risen due to the failure of firing.

No one would be surprised that such a thing was scooped up from a blacksmith's slag heap.

However, what surprised her was not the appearance of the sword after the change, but the soul that was originally attached to the body of the sword as a gauntlet.

Directly detached from the blade of the sword.

It was a petite, slender figure, a ghostly girl like a phantom, with long soft dark purple hair, fluttering in defiance of gravity on the windless streets, with a cruel indifferent smile on top of her delicate features.

She was dressed in a dark and ornate dress, and she looked like a noble lady. But the dark red eyes and ghostly form of the phantom revealed her identity.

Angelina next to her also lit up after seeing this change, showing a smile of surprise, and with the slightest respect in her eyes, she looked at the giant sword in Visser's hand.

"Lady Nitty!!"

Angelina's voice was full of surprise, and Luna was completely reminded of the identity of the dark soul in front of her, the girl with a playful smile on her face, one of the gods of the Atilfi lineage.

The two-faced goddess Tiny, or rather, Nitty.

And this form that exudes black gas, there is no doubt that it is the cold and cruel side of the soul, the goddess of vengeance, Tiny.

"I didn't expect you to be like this before......." Luna's face showed a complicated smile, with a little joy and some inexplicable emotion.

"Hmph, the moment I was killed, I had forgotten that name." Tinny sneered, a look of disdain on his flamboyant countenance, scoffing at Luna's words.

Luna doesn't respond to Tiny's cynicism, as a companion they've been with for a long time, even if not very harmonious, she understands Tiny's personality and knows that she doesn't have any real ill will towards her.

She turned her head to Visser and asked:

"Speaking of which, Visser, what's going on?"

"Something about Tiny?" Visser glanced at Tinny, who just turned his head but didn't object, so he continued to explain, "It's easy to say........

Visser lifted the giant sword in his hand lightly, watched the black mist above the sword drift away, and then said:

"When I first found this sword, it was after a fight with Chera."

"Kira?" Luna gave a puzzled look, "What does it have to do with her?" ”

"Well, how do you say that?" Visser touched his chin and explained as he walked slowly in the direction of his destination, "This sword is in Chira's possession, and Tini became our companion after I got it. ”

When Luna heard this, she seemed to think of something, smiled, and said to Tinny, who was floating beside her:

“........ Sure enough, you were also forced to sign a contract? Tsk tsk, and say I'm just an obedient stupid dog, you're pretty much the same, right? ”

"Leave it to you!" Tini's voice rang out, a slight tremor in her voice, and Luna knew it was a line of shame.

"Ahem........" Visser, who knew the relationship between the two all along, smiled and interrupted the two of them staring at each other with a cough.

"When the demons of the Necronomicon Clan snatched the 'Ghost Spirit', they were directly snatched away by Chira, and the fact that she was later targeted and sealed has nothing to do with this matter." Visser continued, "This demigod-level weapon, in the beginning, was Tiny's refuge. ”

"Isn't it anymore?"

"Of course." Visser shrugged, "But I've always used it before, and this weapon doesn't have much use for her. ”

"After all, she has all the abilities of this sword, and she has them, and they are stronger."

"You're using it?" Luna thought back and couldn't find anything in her memory, so she asked, confused, "Why didn't I see it?" ”

"Sure enough, it's an idiot." Tini said on one side, and Visser waved his hand lightly at the greatsword, and another silver-white greatsword appeared in his hand, and then, the almost identical greatsword, trembled and turned into a pitch-black color.

Then, the pitch-black greatsword twisted violently, changing form in an instant.

Instead, a mask that exudes coldness.

"The Erosion Side?" Luna's eyes widened.

"This sword is one of the raw materials I use to make the Erosion Face." Visser held the greatsword he had started with in one hand and put the mask on his face with the other.

"Originally, I thought that this sword would disappear directly because of the uniqueness of the artifact." There was a slight emotion in Visser's voice, "However, this is a world in another time and space, and it is not exactly the same as the world we were in. ”

Visser's words made Luna react as well.

"That's ......."

Before Luna could say anything, Visser interrupted her, not giving her a chance to continue:

"Anyway, now that Tini has woken up, it's a good opportunity to experiment, isn't it? Do you have any comments? ”

“....... No. As if sensing something, several people replied directly without saying anything else.

Hearing the replies of several people, Visser nodded with a smile and threw the sword in his hand to Tini beside him.

Then he glanced at the sky.

Luna and Tini followed.

Although Visser's concept has changed a lot, both of them have been following Viser for a long time, and they still understand some of his thoughts.

Tini frowned as she looked at Angelina, who was now following behind her in a daze.

It seems that after going back, they need to be "re-educated" again.

It was already sunset, and the whole of Flossera was shrouded in a thick fog of bright red blood.

The gradually vivid red mist was so striking that the thick mist was slowly condensing, forming drops of blood, staining the whole of Flothrella bright red.

They knew what the Bloods were up to, and, by now, the ritual had reached its most critical point, the blood-colored mist absorbing the blood of the living hidden in the Floresella.

"Now, it's time to act."

Visser's voice rang out, and the mask emitted a pitch-black aura, and Tini's slender arm swung the jet-black greatsword without hindrance.

The footsteps of the crowd continued to echo through the streets.

Ghostly eyes appeared around them.

An excited and cruel smile appeared on Tini's face, it didn't matter what she had endured, and now she had pinned everything on Atiefi.

She believed that one day, Visser would return to his godhood, and that time she would be by his side, his humblest and most faithful follower, witnessing the destruction of all things...... (To be continued.) )