Only half a minute later, most of the ghost babies in the casting room had been killed or injured, and less than a third of the original army of more than 300 ghost babies remained. At this point, they could only cower in the corner, staring in fear at the steel monster in the center of the foundry that was slowing its rolling speed.

More than two hundred ghost babies gave Duran a lot of experience to his hands, and his level was raised by 22 levels as a result - a huge sense of happiness instantly surrounded Duran, except for the evil land, where else could provide Duran with such a sufficient experience gift package? Anyway, Duran, who knows everything about Fernan, has no impression.

And in the process of slowing down the furnace, Duran, who had been prepared for a long time, also pressed under him with his skillful magic sword because he took the lead. Although the rolling was still in progress, the angry magic sword was obviously not as well prepared as Duran, and for a while, it fell behind because it couldn't grasp the balance.

Duran knew that now was his best chance, and he had the wit to separate the magic sword from the ghost babies, leaving him in a weak situation of isolation and helplessness, if he still couldn't kill the other party at this time, it would not be good for Duran to drag on for a long time.

So he gritted his teeth, and his hands burst into flames more than three feet long.

The temperature of the wandering tongue of fire obviously could not melt the magic sword, but instead provoked the other party's murderous surname. Although forcibly suppressed by Duran, Oppenpheus still shouted: "Boy, there will be a day when your strength will run out, but my strength is endless......"

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Duran coldly added strength, just now Oppenphes's counterattack almost didn't let it break free from his hands, and the price Duran paid in order to control it again was that his right hand was cut by the blade of the magic sword - the terrible glove showed a gap, and before Duran could regret the accidental damage of this nice piece of equipment, scarlet blood flowed out of the gap.

Duran's blood flowed onto the sword of the magic sword and made a sizzling sound, and a faint white mist slowly steamed up, and in the blink of an eye, the blood was sucked clean by Opanephys.

"Tut-tut, what wonderful blood. The last time I tasted such delicious blood was more than a hundred years ago, and the lewd dwarf ...... who had the recklessness to break in" Obermouth chattered and moaned: "I want more blood, more!" ”

His words were like unquestionable orders, and with this slur, Duran found that the speed of blood flowing in the tiger's mouth suddenly increased a lot.

"He's sucking my blood?" Duran was taken aback, the power of the magic sword was indeed full of evil surnames, and his wounds had a faint tendency to expand.

A cold laugh resounded in the furnace: "Sweet blood, hahahahaha, it's all mine...... It's all mine! ”

"Shut the fuck up!" Duran violently threw a fist on the blade of Oppenpheus's sword, making the magic sword that was about to move temporarily honest.

However, the blood was still flowing very fast, and in this case, Duran had no way to free his hands to stop the bleeding.

If this continues, I am afraid that within a few minutes, Duran will enter a state of serious blood loss, but what is worrying is that Duran is powerless to change this situation.

"What should I do?"

A big question mark swirled in Duran's mind, and just then, the tumbling furnace suddenly stopped rolling, as if it was stuck in a corner.

The magic sword that found the balance was immediately ready to fight back, Duran gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes!

Fight!

The wandering tongue of fire suddenly rose a lot, firmly enveloping the entire magic sword, Duran pressed the shoulder of the magic sword with his left hand, and the whole person stepped on the tip of the sword, which barely suppressed Oppenphes, who wanted to rebound.

However, this situation undoubtedly made the arrogant Demon Sword very dissatisfied, and he screamed and cursed: "Damn human, I must make you miserable for stepping on my noble body!" ”

"Although I am only half sure, I have to fight it now." Duran breathed heavily, he simply didn't have time to pay attention to the noisy enemy.

The only free right hand was taken off by him, and the five fingers of the ** palm were opened, silently pressing on the side of the blade of the magic sword.

The next second, he took a deep breath and read the sacred oath in his mouth:

"In the name of Duran, the blood of the Ember people, I pay tribute to Hilario, the king of swords."

"King of Eternity, I swear by the contract of the sword, and this life will be shared with this sword, and the honor and disgrace will be the same."

"Life is not separated from the sword, and death is also chasing the soul."

The ancient words of Ember were spoken solemnly, and in an instant, a thunderclap streaked across the sky of the small town of Sarnia, and countless crows were startled and flew across the dark night sky.

Pale yellow pentagonal runes emerged from Duran's palm, and quickly merged into Oppenpheus's sword.

At that moment, it seemed that countless thick voices exploded in Duran's ears, and they sang the inexplicable language of Canggu, sending a strong force through time and space to Duran's body.

"This is the power of the Sword Pact!" Duran was overjoyed in his heart, the contract made by the King of Swords was indeed inviolable, and his plan was already half successful!

The change that would make Duran happy certainly wouldn't make Opaneface feel comfortable, and he screamed, "What have you done to me, stinky boy?" What kind of contract is this? Do you want to enslave me with some thin contract? ”

"Your Excellency, you guessed wrong, I didn't use a contract of servitude. In fact, we have a contract of equality. Duran said calmly. Under the witness of the King of Swords, the pact has been formed, and even you cannot violate the laws of the great Hilario. ”

"Hilario? The King of Swords? What kind of bullshit is this?! Oberface cursed incessantly, it was clear that the dirt bun had never heard of the King of Swords.

Duran sneered in his heart, it was normal for Oppenfate not to know the name of the King of Swords, after all, the town of Sarnia was a product of the First Age, and the King of Swords was a god who rose at the end of the First Age.

When it comes to Hilario, the king of swords, I'm afraid there are few adventurers on the continent who don't know it. But as long as the swordsman, they may have countless schools, and they may have all kinds of contradictions and estrangements between each other, but there is one person who can make all the people who wield the sword bow down to the king, and he is the first existence in human history to be promoted to a god by Siviba, the eternal king Hilario.

Hilario's deeds are widely sung on the mainland, and although they are not well known, they are not much closer. Like the legendary mage Ravenkin, Hilario's life is more like a stellar legend than a story. He developed his swordsmanship to a pinnacle, and as a mortal, he even made countless gods marvel at his exquisite swordsmanship. He killed countless enemies in the first Battle of the Abyss, laying the foundation for the rise of the Ember people, and it can be said that if it were not for Hilario who killed countless alien powerhouses with his long sword when he traveled around Fernan, the later Nottington I would not have been so easy to lead the Ember people to dominate the world.

Later, Hilario was promoted to god by Syveti for his outstanding performance in the Battle of the Abyss, and in countless human songs, he was given the title of King of Swords, and has been famous for centuries ever since. The greatest contribution of the King of Swords was the establishment of the Sword Contract, and he believed that every good sword always had its own unique spiritual surname. If a swordsman wants to achieve something in swordsmanship, he must have a good heart for the sword in his hand. The Sword Pact is a unique pact that puts the sword and the swordsman on an equal footing, and both parties respect each other in order to progress against each other.

And once the contract of the sword is signed, if the king of the sword personally witnesses it, the rest cannot be changed and cannot be disobeyed. After signing the contract, the hearts of the swordsman and the sword are in a state of complete communication. Of course, if the Spirit of the Sword does not like the swordsman, it will also resist violently in communication with the swordsman - if the resistance is successful, the contract will automatically expire; If the rebellion fails, the contract will be officially validated.

Obviously, Duran was never ready to take a magic sword like Obermouth as his psychic sword, and what he wanted to use was nothing more than the period of time when he was completely connected with Oberpheus.

In an instant, Duran's vision changed dramatically, and he suddenly found himself in the wilderness at some point.

And above the sky, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and only a hideous face stared at him: "You dare to enter my world?" You still want to sign a contract with me, I bah! ”

"The great Auburnpheus will not be friends with any human, you can only be my dinner!" (To be continued.) )