"Come in."

With a wave of his sleeve, Andil flickered with a flash of colored light on the wooden door where the layers of seals had been imposed. With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, as if to determine the situation in the room, and two lovely golden ponytails poked in the doorway.

"Ellie, am I that scary?"

"Whew!" As if hearing the demon's call, the two ponytails seemed to be greatly frightened, exaggeratedly defying gravity, and stood straight up. With a bang, the little head had already retracted behind the door and disappeared.

"Ellie, you really are" Cinnloth chuckled, taking Ellie's fleshy little paws and walking out from behind the door. And followed by Nanoka, who was full of curiosity, and Bismarck, whose face was unusually solemn. The little guy seemed to be scared, grabbed his father's thigh tightly, and hid behind his back and refused to show up, "I'm sorry brother, Ellie may be a little shy." ”

If it's the first time you're meeting, it's okay to be shy. But they've known each other for so long, and Andiel blinked like this, deciding not to think about the bad names that circulated among the bear kids.

He was born like this, and he didn't like any of the bear children except for the little Sinloth. Smiley face paralyzed Guy like that, he couldn't do it.

He was, and was only Andiel, and no one else.

"It doesn't matter." It doesn't matter what other people look at your goals. Andiel immediately put the little unpleasantness behind him and got back to business: "The sword model has been preliminarily completed, and the final blood sacrifice is missing, and the first step is to complete this one."

The sword is a magic sword. ”

It wasn't said to Sinloth.

The golden light in Bismarck's eyes was so dazzling. Although Andiel has repeatedly said that it is a magic sword, although it has not yet taken shape, it is so beautiful, pure and serene, and overwhelmingly powerful in the eyes of Bismalco, untainted with earthly dust.

The strong don't need to observe too much, just a look can tell each other's strengths and weaknesses. Even if the other party is just a sword that has not yet been formed, it is the same. The golden liquid had not yet condensed before it began to exude an aura of self-exaltation. Although it is weak, to a strong man like Bismalko, it is as bright as a star in the dark.

I don't know how strong she will be in her full form. I'm afraid there is no weapon that can match her except the forbidden sword in the palace. It's just that his anger is too special.

"The anger I practice is [sacrifice], and no matter how strong the sword is, it doesn't mean much to me."

There is no knight who does not love the sword.

However, for knights who have practiced [Sacrifice], no matter how sharp the sword is, it doesn't mean much. The strength of the practice of rage, which is named after knightly virtue, is undeniable. The potential of the human body and the anger that has been accumulated on a daily basis are exploded in one breath to accomplish miracles that are simply impossible to achieve. But after a moment of brilliance, it often also represents the death of a knight - and only a strong man like Bismal, who is close to a human being, can escape from the outburst of mortal anger. I thought that the so-called power of Sinloth was to cast some evil magic on him. I didn't expect it to be such a sword. At the same time, I am also a little regretful.

This world is so strange, obviously the weapons and equipment of those so-called ancient heroes are all magic props, but the knights can use them with peace of mind. And other things will be extremely rejected by them.

"What a beautiful young lady, but my lord, she is of little use to me."

Bismal was sorry, but Sinlos didn't think so, the viscount shook his index finger and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "No, no, no, my knight, this sword is specially made for you." ”

"Huh?"

Is Bismal strong? Very strong, just relying on his physique close to the limit of human beings, as well as his otherworldly swordsmanship, he can overwhelmingly defeat all knights below the moonlight without anger. But Bismal is also fragile, in normal times, he can't use anger, but he is definitely not the opponent of those top powerhouses.

And even if sacrifice is used, for some special reason, its power is greatly limited. Anger is a combination of life energy and will, and Bismarck's physique goes without saying, so it's his mentality that has gone wrong.

Psychological problems have always been the most troublesome, and like Lloyd, there is no special solution except time - if he could communicate with it, it would have been with it long ago.

Once the anger is formed, it can no longer be repaired, and those life energies can only be turned into sacrificial anger in vain, waiting for the weaker will to deploy. In such a situation, how can we maximize the combat power of Bismalko?

It would be nice to get around it completely.

Since anger is a mixture of life energy and will, Bismalk's humanoid tyrannosaurus-like body is absolutely fine, so as long as he adds a powerful source of will?

However, a strong will is often also very personal, and it is absolutely impossible to perfectly integrate with the life energy of other people. Unless it is the will of the newborn, but how can the will of the newborn be strong?

So, there is the magic sword in front of me. And the key to success lies in the sword spirit of this magic sword.

Taking advantage of the fact that the magic sword has not yet been completed, he directly asked Bismalke to sign a spiritual contract with the unconscious sword spirit, infiltrated Bismalke's memory into it, completely infected the sword spirit, and assimilated the two at the greatest level. In the future, Bismalko's body no longer directly converts energy into anger, but inputs energy into the magic sword, and the sword spirit in the magic sword that is the same origin as Bismalco is responsible for mixing that energy with his own will into anger and feeding it back into Bismalko's body.

Although this still does not achieve a perfect fusion, it is enough to free up most of Bismalco's power.

To put it simply, it is to directly make the core of the mind into a magic sword.

Listening to Sinloth's gushing explanation, Bismalk's head roared. He felt a little dizzy in his head, as if he understood and as if he didn't. Although Sinloth undoubtedly spoke the imperial Chinese, for some reason, Bismal did not understand it at all. It's like going back to when you were a kid and listening to those scholars explain philosophy.

Before the knight chief collapsed, Sinlos finally satisfied his desire for explanation: "To sum up, after the magic sword is fully formed, you can go up and sign a contract with her." However, it should be noted that although the sword spirit of the magic sword does not have its own consciousness for the time being, the aura of destruction it naturally carries will be very heavy, if you don't withstand it."

Bismal closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'll take it." ”

A simple sentence, but it shows the absolute confidence of the knight chief. There is not the slightest emotional fluctuation in the words, only boundless self-confidence, the confidence of the strong in themselves.

"So, let's get started."

A powerful artifact with a soul of its own. And the same is true for powerful magic items. It's just that because of the different types, its name is slightly different. In general, the soul in the sword is referred to as the sword spirit.

And the sword model in front of him has no sword spirit.

[Legendary Sword Mold: The mold of a unique artifact. Although the caterpillar is still struggling to breed in the cocoon, it has the strongest potential. Justice? Evil? Who can assert for her? 】

Sinloth didn't know how the magicians made the sword spirits, but the ball of light told him a very simple and effective way. And that's why he brought Nanoka and Ellie here.

"Ellie, can you give me a little of your blood? A little bit would be fine. Sinloth put his index finger and thumb close together, describing the slightest slightness.

"Blood?!" Originally, he was hiding behind his father, curiously looking at the beautiful golden liquid floating in the air. I didn't expect my father to suddenly make such a request, the little guy was obviously frightened, and he was a little scared, and with a pair of fleshy little hands, he hid behind him.

"Daddy, use mine." Seeing that her sister seemed to be a little scared, Nanoka hurriedly stood up: "Anyway, if I use the blood of a virgin, I can do it." ”

The little guy seemed to think of something in his head, and his face was red, but he still insisted.

No, it's not the same.

[An artifact that needs a feast of blood to prove her birth. 】

[1. Infuse a drop of the blood of the goddess of the sky and celebrate her.] And the blood of the gods will also bring her the power of the gods. 】

[2. Inject a drop of the Demon King's blood to celebrate her.] And the blood of the demon king will also bring her the power of the demon god. 】

Where the hell am I going to get the blood of that guy called the Goddess of the Sky!

In addition to the four creator gods, there are many gods in this world. Whether it is a false god or a true god, whether it is an evil god or a good god, there are simply as many as a cow's hair. Although just listening to the name of the god, it should be a neutral or good camp god, but it is the blood of the gods! Let's not talk about whether you can find it or not, even if you find it, how can you guarantee that she will give it?

And the blood of the demon king is much simpler. Although it is impossible to find the Demon King himself, Xinlos touched Nanoka's head, turned his head and smiled softly at Ellie: "Ellie, just a little bit, it doesn't hurt if you are bitten by a mosquito." ”

"Hmm" Ellie sucked her fingers, looking at the softly smiling Sinloth, and the hopeful Bismarck in her eyes, and tears began to well-up in her eyes.

"Daddy bullies!" Recently, Sinloth and Nanoka have been doing something mysteriously, which makes Ellie extremely curious. Originally, Sinloth had been reluctant to let her get involved in these things, so he had always refused to join Ellie. I didn't expect to finally agree to go to see it with Ellie today, but I needed to use her blood. However, the eldest lady of Fan Zhuo would not refuse others, and in the face of the knight's expectant gaze, she still whispered: "Just a little." ”

"It hurts."

Ellie wept and shrunk into Xanalot's arms, sucking her fingers. Although it was only a small drop of blood, it still made the little girl almost cry out of grievance. But a little pain comes and goes quickly. After a while, Ellie no longer cared about the pain, but was attracted by the change in the magic sword.

[You are about to finish a terrifying work, but her strength makes you vaguely feel a little scared. You think, maybe you should stop and think about it. Although Nanoka doesn't know how to make zuò Excalibur, if she is given time, she may be able to complete a close work, so there is no need to be in such a hurry. 】

[1. Yes, I should wait, patience is a virtue - to obtain the Holy Sword Langulisa (pseudo)].

[2. No, she is exactly what I wanted, simple and powerful - get the magic sword Aruhasato]

Xinluo thought about the intention of the ball of light in his heart, and this poisonous guy rarely told him so frankly that his choice would cause consequences. On the surface, it is undoubtedly much safer to choose Excalibur. However, I don't know how long I have to wait, and the magic sword is obviously a combat force that can be achieved quickly. And as long as she doesn't complete her complete body, there should be no problem, the pseudo-words in parentheses are really mindful. And although the magic sword in the first stage is strong, Bismal should be able to control it. With this in mind, Sinlos chose the second option. I don't know if it's his illusion, the originally transparent dialog box, when it disappears, it is blood-red.

If he could choose, he also hoped to be able to slowly obtain the power of the holy sword. But who can wait for him? Normans? Those unscrupulous counts?

Andiel didn't understand why Sinlos had to use Ellie's blood to complete the blood sacrifice. Although it must be virgin blood, but isn't there still Xanalot, there is no need to wronged his daughter at all. But since Sinlos chose so, Andiel didn't want to say anything more.

The magician carefully controlled the bright red blood bead and slowly poured it into the golden liquid. And the liquid, which had finally calmed down, trembled wildly after being injected with blood beads. Golden bubbles continue to rise from the golden liquid, although the bubbles are small, but the power is extraordinary. Like a volcano erupting violently in liquid, even if Andil and Xanalot tried to suppress it, it was extremely difficult. Seeing this, Nanoka hurriedly added her will to it, and with all her might, the three of them finally condensed the liquid that was close to the rampage into a vague sword shape.

Sinloth knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer at this time: "Bismarck, hurry up and grab the hilt of the sword!" ”

Hearing the Viscount's call, the chief knight did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly took two steps forward and grabbed the golden hilt of the sword with both hands. And this action of the knight chief seemed to anger the golden sword. She kept jumping, trying to get out of Bismarck's grasp.

The hot heat instantly burned the knight's hands, but the knight's brow furrowed, and he refused to relax in the slightest. The knight's gnarled hands were blurred by the burned flesh almost instantly. And the blood also flowed down the wound, little by little, to the golden sword. Listening to the soft sound of the hum, the blood of the knight chief finally took effect, and the original golden sword body turned into a blood red in an instant.

A keen mage could sense that a newborn soul, though weak, had indeed appeared in the blood-red sword.

"Hurry up and merge your will into the sword spirit!" Xinlos shouted loudly, although it had just been born, and even the sword body had not yet fully solidified, but the magic sword was the magic sword. While the sword spirit herself is in chaos, it is the right way to completely immerse her. The chief knight knew that the matter was urgent, and hurriedly infiltrated his will into the body of the sword. I saw Bismal Ke holding the blood-colored long sword in both hands, and his originally resolute gaze was now hollow, without the slightest look. On the old-fashioned face, there are times of joy and sadness, and in the chaotic eyes, there are even two lines of tears flowing.

As soon as the magic sword was born, it hadn't even killed a person decently, but it had the ability to influence people's hearts. Andiel's worries were justified, even Bismarck, who had a willpower of nineteen, could not resist the erosion of the power of the newborn magic sword.

"Damn, underestimate this magic sword," Bismal twitched, and a red, blackened anger began to slowly surface in him. The air was relentlessly scorched by the energy, constantly twisting. From afar, Bismal is rendered into a ridiculous graffiti.

Although it is a sword spirit like a blank piece of paper, the blood-red sword body shows the deepest desire in her heart. She instinctively eroded Bismarck's will, wanting to bring herself the delicious blood. The knight's brows furrowed, and his eyes flickered uncontrollably, as if he was very resistant. But under that bloody rage, it was so powerless. In the end, those Xu Qing's expressions also disappeared into the pupils, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes.

It's not funny at all.

However, Sinlos was not completely unaware of this situation, only to see him nod slightly at Andiel, and the three of them who had been prepared immediately opened the magic array, and a circular transparent ball of light enveloped Bismalco in it, unable to move.

The knight struggled for a long time, and the red, blackened anger burned violently with the round ball of light. Seeing this, Andiel kept making gestures with his hands, and began to mumble to himself.

"Roar!"

Hearing the knight's crazy roar, Andiel felt a gold star rise in front of him, and the magic in his chest was running around. The spell, which had only just begun, had to be stopped. Andiel took two steps back, barely steady. It was still summer, but a thin layer of crystal frost appeared on his body.

Ellie screamed and nearly fainted, but Cynroth rushed in front of her. Seeing this, Xanarot immediately increased her magic output and filled the vacancy in Andiel.

"Quick! Find a way to control him! I won't last long! ”

Nanoka took out her staff, and between the continuous swings of the staff, the cherry chains had already bound the knight's limbs. However, the cherry-colored chain could not stop the knight's footsteps at all, and the knight in the frenzy dragged the chain stiffly, walking towards Xinlos step by step.

"Photon Spirit Spear!"

Nanoka snorted, and finally exerted all her strength. The tip of the wand glowed with a cherry color, and the pillar of light made of magic roared towards the knight. Nanoka didn't expect her magic to be very effective, after all, she wasn't good at killing. It's okay to deal with ordinary people, but it's still too reluctant to deal with a knight like the knight chief. However, to the girl's surprise, after a slight fluctuation, the photon spirit spear unexpectedly took effect, freezing his moving figure.

It stands to reason that the Photon Spirit Spear should not have the function of immobilization. But now is not the time to worry about that. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three mages who had recovered their breath hurriedly continued to strengthen the circular magic array.

The magic array carefully laid out by the two great magicians couldn't trap the newborn magic sword for a while!

"Is this still the case?" Looking at the knight captain who was frantically struggling in the ball of light, constantly trying to rush out, Xinlos sighed and took off his right glove, and at the same time, a red bird also appeared in his black eyes.

"With Sinloth. The name of Van Zhuo and Bismal can become one, Aruhasato! The blood-red bird leaped for joy, spread its wings, and flew into Bismarck's eyes. In Bismalk's chaotic eyes, the flaming bird was stretching its wings comfortably, and the knight stood still, no longer struggling. And a few seconds later, the knight captain, whose eyes were already occupied by two red birds, saluted Sinloth, and two different voices rang in the Viscount's ears at the same time, in no particular order. One is Bismarck's voice, and the other is a gentle female voice.

"Yes, my majesty."

"Yes, great lord."

The chaos in Bismal's eyes slowly receded, and the blood-red long sword slowly quieted down, and after the light dissipated, it turned into an ordinary long sword, no longer moving. Xinluo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at this moment, the circular barrier finally couldn't support the burning of blood-red rage, and it shattered with several soft sounds. R1152