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The sky turned gray, and it was clear that with Dusty's departure, there was chaos in the City of Memory, and time and space began to gradually crumble. Terry's hands were covered in blood, but he still stood resolutely on the ruins not far from Ellie, facing him was Allen, who was slightly disheveled. A closer look reveals that although not injured, Allen's clothes are scratched all over and the leather is covered in sword marks.

The dagger left behind by Dusty was covered with gaps and could no longer be used, Terry crouched down and gently lowered the dagger to the ground,

- Your mission has been accomplished, and you are waiting to be reunited with your master.

Terry prayed silently, for weapons, whether they were of high or low breed, beautiful or ugly, as a swordsmith, he was born with great respect and apology for all weapons. Terry once said that weapons are the strongest and most vulnerable existence in the world. When you meet a swordsman of excellent character, it is the luck of the weapon, and on the contrary, it is the sorrow of the weapon. No matter what the final outcome is, there will be no regrets in the life of the sword, and what kind of master he follows is destined to go through what wonderful life course he will go through. So everything is the life of the sword, but no matter what the attribution and the end are, they should be respected and apologized, because no matter who they killed, who they saved, or what terrible things they did, it was for the only life they obeyed.

Dasty's dagger used to be a rudimentary long dagger, and after being abandoned by its owner, Dasty picked it up. Using the techniques taught by Terry and his own talents, Dusty cut off the dagger, recrafted it, and gave it a new life. Before this dagger was reforged, there was a triangular family crest on the blade, which showed that this was a family weapon that had been passed down, perhaps because of the decline of the family, perhaps because the shape of the weapon was outdated, so it was abandoned, but fortunately, the new owner treated it like a treasure, it was the most proud dagger cast by Dasty, she carried it with her, and the short dagger with the family crest removed became Dasty's most handy weapon.

"It is her pride and your glory to persist until now for your master, continue to persevere, and it will never break the sword soul that you and Dusty combined."

Blood flowed from Terry's arm, and he gripped the lightsaber in his bloody hand, blood dripping down the blade of the sword, blooming like a plum blossom on the dusty ground.

"Terry, it's almost time to have fun. What are you trying to do with breaking my clothes? ”

Alan seemed to be helpless and brushed his crumpled clothes, and looked up at Terry with contempt, as if to say again-no matter what idea you play, it won't work.

"The holy sword has the ability to ward off evil, but it is also a sharp weapon that sharpens iron like clay. The scabbard in my hand was originally the scabbard of the magic sword Repia, which could not only seal the evil magic sword, but also protect the holy sword from the evil spirit. - I will become a sheath and seal you with the name 'Sheath of the Sacred Sword.'" ”

Terry silently finished his prayer and stood with his head bowed, no more making a sound.

There was no sound around.

Ellie's hair stopped fluttering because the wind had stopped. Touching the dignity with your hands, the palms are turned up, but there is not a trace of dust. Although it was impossible to see with the naked eye, Ellie could feel that the air was slowly withdrawing, they were now isolated from the outside world, and if they looked closely, they would find that the body was off the ground, maybe 1cm, maybe less, but it was indeed floating.

"What is this? Do you think this will trap me? ”

With great confidence, Eren swung Rypia towards his side, a slender sword slash through it, leaving a crack that was a meter long. Alan curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Terry with contempt - he still didn't move.

Then, Eren swung his sword continuously, and an irregular hole appeared in front of his eyes, as if provocative, Eren stretched out his hand,

"Huh?"

It was Alan himself who raised the question. The finger was stretched out, and the first segment of the middle finger turned into a blood foam and disappeared. Retracting his arm, Alan looked strangely at the severed middle finger - the expression was not painful, but a little playful. Also with a weird smile was Terry, who looked up and looked at Alan's fingers,

"If there is no pain, is it called alive?"

"It's just a finger, it's you, and you won't frown."

It's like a small talk between two old friends, and the two look at each other and laugh.

Ellie had long been stunned, this transparent substance had isolated them from the outside world, and although it seemed that it was still calm outside, it was clear that this was not the case. She reached out and touched it gently, and the substance seemed to dissolve, dissolving a small hole under her fingers. Ellie took a Dax coin out of her pocket and pinched a little bit with her fingers, sending out the hole. When she retrieved the coin, she found that the original round coin was now only a little bit of the finger pinching.

"Terry, what the hell did you do?!"

"We are all trapped in the 'Sheath of the Sacred Sword' now, Demon King, as long as you don't abandon Repia, you won't be able to leave here. Of course, I know, this sword is more important than your life, isn't it? ”

As if hearing Ellie's inner question, Terry said as he walked,

"The fact that you deliberately attached Repia to your wrist with the Soul Chain is enough to prove that this magic sword means a lot to you. As for the reason, I don't know, and I don't know. Alan, it's all over, accept your ultimate fate. ”

"Hmph, it's just a magic sword, I can do it at any time..."

"No, you can't, I think you can't."

Interrupting Alan's words, Terry had already walked in front of Alan,

"You can't, because the soul chain must be a union of two wills trusting each other, but Arya, who has established such a trusting relationship with you, has disappeared, or rather fallen into a deep sleep, and now Repia is just a magic sword that has not yet fully awakened, without any will to speak of. So you can't undo this deadly chain, am I right? ”

"As the former leader of the Oni Clan, Terry, my father always remembered you!"

Alan raised his head proudly, he didn't seem to be agitated when he was already at a disadvantage.

"It seems that you are indeed his child, and the inheritance of memories is the greatest weakness of the Demon God. But what I can't understand is that your father is such a proud and arrogant person, who can touch his stagnant heart? ”

"A silly woman..."

Allen's voice was a little heavy and no longer sharp when he said these words, as if it was a past he didn't want to recall. (To be continued.) )