(PS Although I didn't have two more, I almost had a 4,000 words, and it was almost the same when converted into 2 more.) It shows that we still have discipline. ）

We can't destroy it, but we can't let it fall into the hands of our enemies, so we keep it, hide it, hide it in the darkest and deepest places of the Dragon Palace, and never unseal it. Whoever picks it up will be a tragedy - a certain generation of patriarchs of the BY Barguv family.

"No, I still have a chance!" Barguf, who had fallen into madness, seemed to have thought of something, and quickly rushed into the basement of the Longxiao Palace.

The dimly lit basement was originally used as a storage place for the entire Longxiao Palace, but in recent years, at the request of Barguf, it has been gradually abandoned. Although I don't know why the lord abandoned this place, as a subordinate, both the cook and the cook are very obedient and stay away from here.

Removing a key from his close neck, Barguf carefully opened the locked wooden door, which was empty except for a large two-handed sword lying quietly on a dusty table.

The last secrets of the Barguf family are buried here. Hundreds of years ago, Barguf's ancestors were just ordinary commoners, until one day, while he was working hard in the fields, a whisper suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I read from your heart the voice of longing for power." The sudden voice seemed to be full of seduction.

Barguf's ancestors didn't even feel afraid, but boldly asked, "So what?" ”

"So, I'm going to give you the power you want. Go home, and beneath your family's vegetable cellar, you'll find what you're looking for! After a burst of laughter like a silver bell. The mysterious voice disappeared from his ears.

Barguf's ancestors seemed to understand something, and rushed home without caring about their farm work, and eventually found another huge two-handed sword in his family's vegetable cellar.

And this also means the rise of the Barguf family. Barguf's ancestors, who had been blessed with two-handed swords, were blessed by the gods and possessed great power. It was with this strength that the Barguf family gradually gained a foothold in the snowy city, and eventually became the masters of the city.

And the two-handed sword was also used as a token of the family leader. It has been passed down from generation to generation.

But only those who are patriarchs will know that this two-handed sword is actually a curse. The patriarch of the first generation left behind the words: This is a two-handed sword with a curse attached to it, which will tempt you to fall and go on the path of evil. Although his power is unrivaled - you can kill a person when he smiles at you. Only the most despicable demon would have created such an evil weapon, whoever wielded it, but whoever wielded this two-handed sword would eventually have a mad look, the same as the look of a madman wandering around a barren mountain and babbling nonsense at a hare.

There have been times when the patriarch wanted to destroy this ominous two-handed sword, but even the hottest flame in the Sky Forge that claimed to be able to forge artifacts. The two-handed sword could not be melted, and when it was thrown into the furnace, the coal used as fuel would be cooled by the two-handed sword.

In desperation, or perhaps out of fear and curse, the two-handed sword was eventually sealed, until one day, a man dressed as a mage appeared in the Barguf family, and it was unknown what he said to the lord. In the end, there was an extra magic tower next to Longxiao Palace, and the lord also had an additional court mage.

Barguf. Shaking his head, he left all the messy thoughts in his head behind, and slowly approached the two-handed sword in front of him with trembling hands.

"My lord, do you really want to disobey the ancestral teachings and pick up this two-handed sword cursed by the demon god?" A restrained voice came from behind.

"Who!" Barguf looked alertly behind him, and a familiar figure appeared behind him. It's a shadow!

Realizing that it was his henchman, Barguv first breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted again to the shadow: "What are you doing here?" This is not the place for you! ”

The shadow looked at the man in front of him with a wry smile, the lord who was originally high above and full of majesty, but now he looked like those gamblers who lost in the casino. His eyes were red, and he seemed to want to fight again, desperately.

"My lord, I can escape with you, we still have a chance to come back......" A trace of unbearability flashed in the shadow's eyes, he didn't care about this family, he only had this man in front of him.

In an instant, Barguf seemed to wake up all of a sudden, regaining his original wisdom and bravery, "No, I am the Great Shore Barguf, the current patriarch of the Barguf family, and the lord of Snow Man City!" The shame of the family must be swept away by me! ”

He said as he grabbed the two-handed sword on the table.

From the moment Barguf held the two-handed sword, the shadow felt the man in front of him change, as if the person you had been with all of a sudden had suddenly become a different person.

Barguf, with his two-handed sword in hand, paid no attention to the shadows and slowly walked out of the basement.

But the shadow behind him was clear, and with every step he took, his exposed skin began to change color, showing a fiery red color like the flames of hell, bright red and dazzling, pointing directly at people's hearts, as if one more glance could make people boil and burn.

Breathe, take a deep breath.

Barguf's sinuses took a deep breath, his ribcage swelled high, and then his snort burst out, as if a fire dragon had spewed a flame, and even the air around him began to twist and roll.

Barguf twisted his head slowly, the world in his sight had turned into a bright red hell, and there were blood-red swaying figures everywhere, and he looked at these civilians who were barely breathing in his castle, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a hideous smile.

When he looked at the people around him with a condescending gaze, the people around him were also looking at him with a strange gaze.

The flame totem-like pattern on Barguf's face and body made the surrounding civilians look a little sideways, how did the lord who had always been close to the people become like this?

Several elderly grandmothers gathered around Barguf, wiping tears and crying incessantly, demanding that the lord of the city do justice to them and kill the raging dragon.

These things don't know whether they are alive or dead. They don't know how to honor their lord! They don't know what they should pay for their faux pas!

Barguf's fingers clenched unconsciously, and a faint flame erupted from his fingers.

How can these untouchables be punished?

Barguf's scarlet eyes slammed his two-handed sword into the ground, and the sharp tip of the sword plunged into the hard granite floor, startling the women around him.

Barguf stretched out a fingertip and pressed it against the old woman's neck with an unstoppable heat, and his voice was low and seemed to have a strong mockery. And he seemed to sigh with a strong sigh, "Untouchables, tell me, who is the person in front of you?" ”

The old woman who was facing Barguf saw the suffocating sickness and coldness in Barguf's eyes, and she stiffened and could not say a word. And the civilians around her seemed to be a little surprised, what happened to the lord for a few days?

"Your Lord, are you alright?"

"My lord, you must kill that evil dragon!"

The surrounding sounds poured into the old woman's ears like a whirlpool. It made her head buzz.

In the vast black wilderness, a man stood in front of her, his eyes were cold, like the demon god of hell, and whispered to her, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The old woman's heart was like a hammer, and it was beaten hard one after another.

Her dazed soul hadn't had time to answer the demon's question. The death sentence has already been pronounced.

Barguv smiled slightly: "The answer is too slow, in front of you." Barguff the Great! ”

"Poof!" With a bang, a flame suddenly jumped out of his palm, and then, this flame instantly enveloped the old woman.

The emaciated old woman twisted in the flames, her face hideous, and her mouth wide open. It seemed to want to scream desperately, to roar in pain, but the flames seemed to burn the air around her. The air twisted as if it had become a barrier.

The living life struggled in the flames and twisted into various shapes, gradually turning into a charred corpse, and then quickly incinerated into a pile of powder, gray-white ashes.

There was a silent silence, and after just a few seconds of the fire, the whole world seemed to fall into silence, and the civilians around them breathed quickly and uneasily, their eyes widened, and tears flowed unconsciously because of extreme fear and fear.

In the dim castle, the candles began to fade out, and the last remaining light shone on the civilians, illuminating their terrified faces to the pores, and at the same time illuminating Barguf's face as dark as a frozen demon statue.

The candles were extinguished one by one, and the expressions of the civilians froze in terror, until a man suddenly stood in front of them, with the light on his back, and Mori smiled coldly: "You guys, do you know who I am?" ”

"Ah!!h

It was as if a hand had plucked the inner chords of everyone in the castle who saw this scene, and the people around them collapsed at the same time, shouting frantically and fleeing in all directions.

When killing becomes a happy nature, then man will be reduced to the most primitive beast, and at the same time the most terrible beast.

He has a mind, he has a consciousness, and even killing can weave all sorts of reasons.

Kill one person for sin, kill millions for king, kill all the people in the world, and kill all the people in the world, and you are God!!

Barguf smiled, one of his hands raised in the air, like a conductor conducting his own orchestra, waiting for the movement to begin.

In an instant, the last burning candle was swallowed up by darkness, and the light was deprived of its right to live on the earth by darkness, and the fingertips of Barguf's middle finger and thumb were gently rubbed, and a crisp snap of his fingers was released.

With a sound of "pop~", the gears of time seemed to become stagnant.

With a bang, the civilians in front of Barguf immediately turned into a mass of flames, and they writhed violently, like a group of spring people dancing on a hot pot.

A middle-aged woman with a child in her hand ran away from a distance in a panic, and a fireball ignited from Barguf's fingertips, hitting her in the back with precision, turning her into a frantically scurrying fireball.

This flame is unquenchable, as long as it is touched, it spreads everywhere, and the middle-aged woman runs all the way, and the fire burns all the way under her feet, turning the road under her feet into a crimson path to hell.

"I'm so sorry, tonight, I'm afraid you won't be able to breastfeed your daughters anymore, but I can send her to hell with you......" Barguf chuckled as he watched the middle-aged woman run wildly.

"By the way, and you! Waste doesn't have the right to live in this world!" Barguf turned to look at the castle guards, and once again he stretched out his hands, palms squeezing hard at the guards.

"Boom~".

In an instant, time flew by, and the whole world seemed to enter from extremely slow to extremely fast in an instant, and everyone was beating wildly in the flames, twisting, struggling, and dancing, leaving Barguf alone to roam freely in this symphony of blood and fire.

He laughed like a singer from hell.

There were no more standing beings around him, and all the people were reduced to ashes, but Barguf felt an emptiness, an emptiness brought by strength.

Killing these ordinary lives made him feel particularly dissatisfied, and he slowly grasped the two-handed sword inserted in the ground, and suddenly an earth-shattering roar erupted outside the castle, and the heavens and the earth shook!

"Dragons? Barguf the Great may be renamed Balguf the Dragon Slayer! Barguf paced out of the castle with his two-handed sword in his hand.

…… (To be continued.) )

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