Some treasures belong to positive attributes, such as Zero no Hoko and Five Thunder Fingers, the former belongs to the artifacts used by genuine gods, and the latter is a treasure of monsters, but the energy nature contained in it is positive energy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The so-called positive must have negative, and there must be yin and yang.

In the process of collecting treasures, Jelf naturally encountered extremely evil treasures. For example, a cannibalistic wine glass, a human skin book with a strong grudge sewn from a thousand human skins, and so on.

Killing is naturally indispensable in the process of plundering treasures, and many demons have been killed by Jelf because of this. Their bodies were more or less remarkable, and Jelf left them behind as forging materials.

Among them, the most famous is the body of the two dry immortals.

The two withered immortals were originally real immortals, and at the moment when their life was about to end, they absorbed evil qi and turned into demons to survive.

His body was able to repair indefinitely, which was due to the huge amount of evil qi in his body. Its own strength is close to the level of a big monster.

In addition, there is also the body of the Grim Reaper from the underworld, which was also collected by Jelf as a material.

Since they were all killed by Jelf, there was an extremely terrifying resentment in them. That is, Jelf was able to suppress it, and if it was someone else, just passing through the bag would drive him crazy.

Therefore, it is only fitting that these filthy things should be given to the evil swordsmith of the Greyblade Workshop (in District 11, the sword and the sword belong to the same weapon, and their swords are not separated).

Countless evil qi hovered in the sky above the Gray Blade Fang family, layer after layer of Wei and Jin distinct. until a whirlpool of evil qi is formed, which begins to spread in all directions.

The vitality of all creatures within a radius of dozens of miles was drained in an instant, leaving only a body that had been sucked dry, and even the flowers and trees could not escape the fate of dying.

The strange red light broke through the roof, since the clouds. The evil qi that was circling in the air and spreading in all directions seemed to be summoned, and it frantically reversed and surged towards the red light.

There was a gust of wind in the sky, accompanied by a whining sound, as if someone was crying... No, someone is crying in the wind.

Wraiths! The weeping of innocent souls who have lost their lives because of those filthy treasures and materials.

The wind is miserable, so it's not terrifying.

Until, the resentment is sucked out by the red mang, and the red light gradually fades until it disappears.

In the forging room of the Gray Blade Workshop, a sword with a sword body as bright as an amethyst was quietly inserted in the center. There was only this sword in the entire room, and there was not even a single person.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"The appointed time for the Greyblade Workshop has arrived, and it's time to deliver the sword." Jelf's voice came from outside the door.

However, no one responded.

The room was quiet.

"Crunch—" The door didn't close, and Jelf just gave a gentle push. It opened, and was accompanied by the sound of an old house opening the door.

There was a quiet place inside, and it seemed that the Gray Blade Workshop was indeed not there.

Jelf didn't care about any trespassing, and walked in. Soon he found the sword.

It had already been forged, and he looked forward at the amethyst-like sword, the hilt inlaid with unknown gemstones, the streamlined curve, and the faint light at the same time.

Yes, it is indeed a gorgeous sword just by looking at it.

I just don't know how practical it is.

As he thought about it, Jelf shook it towards the hilt of his sword. When the hand touched the hilt of the sword, the demon wind suddenly became violent. The evil aura that had hovered in the sky before instantly burst out and filled the entire room.

The screams, weepings, screams, and curses of countless wraiths penetrated Jerph's ears at this moment.

Looking at that sword at this moment, it is no longer the gorgeous appearance it had before, it is more like an evil sword with monstrous flames.

In fact, it is indeed an evil sword.

"Even your own creator has been devoured, should I say you're useless in the Greyblade Workshop? Or is it useless? ”

Yes, the reason why the Greyblade Workshop was not there was because he himself had already been devoured by this evil sword mercilessly after forging it.

The wraith, possessed by the sword, screamed excitedly and pounced on him when it saw Jelf. The evil sword in his hand seemed to be welded, as if it had been fused into one, and he couldn't shake it off.

Evil energy surged into Jelf's body, and the arm holding the hilt of the sword turned into a dead ash at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Kill you, kill you! Revenge! I want revenge!

The voices of the Grim Reaper and the Two Dry Immortals rang in my ears.

"A mere evil spirit, a mere resentful spirit." Jelf shook his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery: "Defeated dogs, if I can kill you the first time, I can kill you a second time." ”

After finishing speaking, the momentum on his body began to gradually rise, and in an instant, it overwhelmed the terrifying evil qi that was about to liquefy, and the Death Ghost and the Second Dry Immortal screamed and dissipated.

The momentum does not stop, and it still rises again. The palm holding the hilt of the sword gradually began to exert force, and the dead gray on the palm lasted less than half a second before retreating.

"Buzz...", as Jelf's strength increased, the sword body let out a mournful roar. As if begging for mercy.

"You have only one choice, surrender to me, or be destroyed."

"Click..."With the blessing of Jelf's power, an extremely small crack appeared on the body of Amethyst's sword.

Finally the sword stopped shaking and struggling, and it stopped screaming. As if appointed, lying motionless on Jelf's hand.

It has already made its choice ... Submit to.

"From now on, you'll be called a ghost." Buzzed, the blade vibrating, as if in response to Jelf.

He gently wiped the blade of the sword, smoothed out the cracks, and found a scabbard and inserted the ghostly spirit.

Stretching out a finger, he said to himself, "There is still a month left, and the Greyblade Workshop has created such a good weapon from those wastes." ”

"Then you, as his master, don't let me down."

At the moment when the evil aura of the "Charm and Spirit" broke through the sky, on Bailing Mountain, Naraku, who was dressed in a white baboon skin, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What a horrible evil spirit... What is it? The Jade of the Four Souls? If I can get that, I'll be able to at least double my power. ”

Naraku's eyes were full of greed.

"Kagura, your mission has changed. Find out where that evil is coming from..."

A besuming beauty in a kimono, holding a folding fan, flashed with resentment in her eyes as she looked at Naraku. The answer is still yes.

In addition to causing Naraku's peeping, that surging evil aura also woke up a person.

No, it would be more accurate to say that it is a demon and a sword.

A purple dragon slowly opened a pair of blood-red eyes. Its heart, with a huge tooth embedded in it, stapled it to the rock.