In the face of the menacing magic sword soul, Duran was calm and calm, and did not talk to the other party much. Because he knew that although this hideous face was vicious, it could not hurt himself.

The real challenge comes from the vicious thoughts of the world of the sword, from the tragic deaths of babies to the vicious spirits of the myriad of evil materials that were put into forging the sword—all of which come together to form the furious, evil, haughty, mad soul of Opanepheus.

"Everything in the world of the sword is illusory, and only my will is the most real." Duran began to run across the vast field.

He didn't run fast, and he was rhythmic, but it wasn't long before he felt out of breath and weak.

He looked coldly at the hideous face in the sky, knowing that all this was illusory, and his will entered the world of the sword, which was equivalent to throwing his soul into the territory of Oppenpheus. In this place, everything he felt was changed according to Oberfez's mind, even his own fatigue.

"I'm not tired at all!" Duran firmly told himself that he didn't stop running and still kept his pace. Soon, this fatigue accumulated to a certain extent, and it was supposed to cause fainting, but in fact none of this happened. He grew more and more energetic, and Obermouth interfered with him in vain.

It's a vast wilderness, and the reason why Duran chooses to run aimlessly is just to give himself something to do. Only by focusing on one thing would his attention reach a level of high concentration, and at this intensity, even the mastery of Oberphes's mind spells would not be able to invade Duran's mind.

Time is meaningless, he ran year after year in the wilderness, tirelessly. The landscape grew old along the way, and occasionally he could see in the distance unnamed creatures that were walking in tandem with Duran, but they had died of old age as they ran. The hideous faces in the sky have not changed for eternity, and Oppenmouth also understands that the battle between the two sides will not be won or lost overnight - the 10,000 years of the world in the sword will only seem to the outside world in the blink of an eye.

Space is meaningless, and Duran estimates that he has run a seventh-light-year distance, and still hasn't run out of the wilderness. The scenery around him was sometimes picturesque, sometimes dangerous, but Duran was not distracted in the slightest, and in the dark, he seemed to enter a kind of wonderful realm.

"Everything is illusory, only my will is real."

There was only one persistent thought in his mind, and he could really feel the heart thumping in his chest, and with each beat, countless blood vessels were expanding powerfully, and a large amount of blood was pouring from his chest to his limbs, so every second he was like a new life and full of strength.

"I am the mighty man of eternity." Duran told himself firmly, yes, it was.

A truly strong man can endure the barren years that have accumulated over the years, have obsession, foresight, and most importantly, have the heart of a strong man!

Beads of sweat continued to flow down Duran's head and drip onto his eyelashes, and he didn't feel tired at all, only a hearty feeling all over his body.

He ran faster and faster, and his steps became more and more confident.

Even if in the next second, he was facing a volcano and an abyss, he still stepped on it calmly!

This is the heart of a strong man, and the strong and tenacious appearance is wrapped in an indescribable self-confidence and persistence.

He continued to grow as he ran, and wind, frost, rain, snow, hail, thunder and lightning could not stop him from moving forward. He ran through the forest, he ran across the ocean, he crossed the mountains, he crossed the desert, and the huge face in the sky was silent, and the cold eyes gradually became panicked and helpless.

Finally, one day, Duran stopped running because there was no road in front of him.

Standing in front of the ravine, which stretched for thousands of miles, Duran looked out as if it had been cut alive by an ancient god holding a great axe on the vicissitudes of the earth. A terrifying roar came from the bottom of the ravine, the wind howled, and his clothes fluttered and rattled.

"Finally can't help it?" A smile appeared on Duran's face, and he glanced up at the sky, to see that the hideousness on that face had disappeared, replaced by a silent fear.

So Duran laughed, and after laughing, he pointed his middle finger at the sky, and then resolutely jumped into the ravine!

The wind howled in his ears, and the feeling of falling into an ice cave could not stop Duran's strong will.

"It's over......" The tone was faint, but it was like the strictest law.

A loud scream came out of Oppenphes's mouth, and the whole world began to tremble—and as Duran continued to fall, everything around him began to slowly crumble and shatter.

He closed his eyes, ignoring all the wails, as if the collapse of the world in the sword had nothing to do with him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the half-cut sword in the pitch-black furnace, and the other half of the purple broken sword was tightly held in Duran's hand.

The movement outside the furnace had long since stopped, and the collapse of Oppenpheus meant that all the ghost babies had dissipated with it, and Duran let out a sigh of relief, pulling the vampire cutlass out of the slot in the lid, and then simply flipped out of the furnace.

"I never thought that someone could defeat Opanepheus by willpower alone, and that person was not a witch or a wizard." A trembling voice came from the side, and Duran turned his head to see the old blacksmith standing calmly in the foundry, looking at Duran with a hint of surprise and admiration: "But I have known for a long time that I will one day dissipate into this world in this form. ”

"Boy, if you take my crystal slipper, you have to take Amus for me." The old blacksmith said firmly, "I hope you will be the talker." ”

Duran opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, the old man's body suddenly began to crumble, and the last words were already floating in the air:

"Actually...... I don't regret that I created such a monster as Auburnfis, but some things always turn out slightly differently than people expected. Good luck young man......"

Duran looked at the place where the old man had disappeared, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes, and it was obvious that the story between the old blacksmith and the magic sword was probably not as simple as he imagined. But fortunately, I finally completed the task, and let these old stories disappear from this world forever.

It was only at this time that he had the opportunity to check the contract assistance system, and to his regret, with the fall of Oberpheus, the remaining two hundred or so ghost babies also perished, but their experience points were not obtained by Duran, otherwise this experience package would definitely be super rich. But fortunately, Oberface himself has a lot of experience, which makes up for Duran's somewhat wounded heart.

"You killed the Golden Monster (Elite/Boss) and gained 26,000 experience points."

"You have obtained the Broken Magic Sword (2)."

"You have opened the heart of the strong, and the will is +5."

……

[The Heart of the Strong Lv1]: A mysterious and mysterious mentality, or faith, with it, I believe that you can go further on the road of the strong.

- [Confidence]: When you shoot, the default attack speed is +1, strength +15, and the effect lasts for one minute.

- [Decisive]: When you are judging, your thoughts and mind are clearer, and the effect lasts for one minute.

- [Tenacity]: When you are hurt, there is an 80% probability that you ignore the pain; There is a 15% chance to reduce pain sensation by 75%, and the effect lasts for five minutes.

- [Courage]: Ignore the Mind Spell below the legendary, will check +20, and the effect lasts for 3 minutes.

Note: Each of the above four effects can only be used once a day, and the four effects cannot be used together.

……

"This is the heart of the strong?" Looking at the extra introduction in his surname column, Duran was also a little dumbfounded, this thing is really too powerful.

Originally, he thought that this was just a simple mentality, who knew that it would have such a strong effect - and judging from the lv1, it seems that the heart of the strong can still be upgraded. The road of the strong is endless, and it is reasonable that the heart of the strong can be continuously improved, which is where this power comes from makes Duran a little confused.

He thought about it for a long time, but he could only attribute it to the power of faith. (To be continued.) )