After a long time, after trying various methods to no avail, Mark Bloody finally accepted the reality of Mark's bloody hand, and found himself seeming, as if, maybe, probably, probably, maybe...... Back in the past, reborn to childhood, but this rebirth is a little wrong!

"The Sword Technique of Warding Off Evil Spirits? What the hell! What bullshit breathing? Fall~"

Mark picked up the notebook on the side, saw a line of words on the cover, flipped through a few more pages, and found that the character action patterns in it were simply inexplicable, not a warrior's breathing method at all, and he was definitely deceived.

Thinking that he had an extra scar the size of a cup on his body because of this inexplicable thing, Mark was furious and threw his notebook to the ground.

Under the influence of a mysterious will, although there is no wind in the room, there is still no wind floating on its own, and it falls away towards a certain 8=== thing in the direction of the oblique angle of 45 degrees.

As soon as he made a slight contact, the holy light, cough cough, and the shining white light of the five-mao special effect lit up, and Mark had to cover his eyes in this light comparable to a flashbang.

Wait until the light dissipates, and then open your eyes, and find that there are still 8=== and notebooks on the ground, only one that fits your current body type..... The long-handled integrated black kitchen knife is stuck in place.

What is it? Mark felt a little confused, after all, he really didn't understand what kind of operation this was?

"You are the Badio of this generation....... Draw the sword? I am bound by the great Book of Inheritance to your tiny Dior..... Ahem, part of your soul slashing ♂ knife, weapons and partners that are one with you, please advise me a lot in the future~"

A cheap voice suddenly came from the kitchen knife, making Mark's eyes close and staring at the kitchen knife vigilantly.

"Ahh(￣3￣)|～”

Under Mark's burning gaze, the kitchen knife twisted his body and "spoke" again.

"What are you? Intelligent alchemy creation? Or is it an activated construct? Tell me your purpose! ”

Faced with the situation that the kitchen knife can move and speak, Mark is not moved, after all, he has also seen strong winds and waves, but he is not a turtle, so he can naturally keep calm and ask.

"Ahhh~ Master, you are really, are you in such a hurry to get to know people? Hey, don't go, don't go! Listen to me, listen to me, and I'll speak well. ”

Seeing Mark silently retreating to the door, the kitchen knife hurriedly grabbed it with a look of looking dirty.

Faced with Mark's look of "give you one last chance to see what you can say", the kitchen knife coughed and said in a normal tone.

"Next, I, the strongest soul slashing ♂ knife, will introduce to the master what happened to you!"

"First of all, it is obvious that the master, you have obtained the hidden god-level profession of the Wild Hanging Sky - the Book of Inheritance of the Sword Drawing Envoy, and carried out a complete inheritance ceremony, successfully obtained the recognition of the Book of Inheritance, and became a new generation of Sword Drawing Envoy ......"

"Wait, I have a question?" Mark interjected and asked, "Don't talk about anything else, can I know what generation I am?" ”

"Hmph" the kitchen knife said proudly, "As the strongest soul slashing ♂ knife of my master, of course, you are the first generation of the first generation of knife pullers, think about the future all the knife pullers will be your disciples and grandchildren, in the face of such a great glory, master, are you very excited." ”

"Can I refuse this glory? I want to quit this profession, can you transfer this great glory to others? ”

As a grand arcanist who has set foot in the realm of gods, even under the difficult conditions of only memories and everything else has returned to his childhood, he can still secretly condense his spiritual power with secret methods, trying to open up the fountain of magic and become a mage.

It's a pity that the thing that was nine out of ten things has failed several times in a row, although Mark's profound skills did not hurt him, but Mark also understood that the problem was definitely not his own......

"Of course not!" The kitchen knife said triumphantly.

"Master, the moment you complete the inheritance ceremony, you have successfully become a sword drawer, but the sword drawing is not only a profession but also a separate race, as long as the soul slashing ♂ knife as a symbol of the sword drawing is still there, you will not be able to take up any other professional masters."

As the kitchen knife spoke, a dark shadow shrouded him, but he saw Mark holding a stone, and his face was about to smash it, "In this way, as long as I destroy you, the nightmare will be over!" ”

"Ahhh I'm going to die! Don't, master, you are calm, you must be calm, don't~~~"

"Smash~" In the scream of the kitchen knife, a stone fell slowly but firmly.

"Boom~ It hurts!"

It's just that it was not the kitchen knife that covered his head and shouted pain, but Mark.

"Hey~ Calm, calm, young people don't be so violent, listen to me, the soul slashing ♂ knife and the drawing of the sword make one together, the sword is in the person, the sword is broken, and the person dies, hitting me is naturally equivalent to hitting yourself."

"What's more, although I can talk and move, I am really just a weapon, of course, I don't have pain nerves, so I naturally can't feel pain. If you hit me, it will only be you. ”

Facing Mark, who was stimulated to tears by the pain, the kitchen knife said in a tone that did not listen to the old man and suffered in front of him/leaning on the old and selling the old.

"Damage evenly spread? Or is it pain sharing? Forget it, what else haven't you told me. ”

After all, consciousness must be built on a material basis, and Mark's body and soul are naturally unable to fully carry or operate the thinking consciousness of a great arcanist.

The instinct of the flesh obviously also affected Mark's consciousness, and after Mark calmed down, he also realized this, he shouldn't have been so impulsive, and of course he didn't have a good face to show the kitchen knife.

"As you wish, my lord. I'm sure you'll understand that drawing a sword makes this class no worse than any class, even a blood mage. ”

"Don't be surprised, don't panic, my essence is a part of you, share everything with you, in fact, master, you relax your psychological resistance, and you can also feel my thoughts and memories simultaneously."

"Yes, that's right, that's it, feel the power of drawing the sword! Created by the great ♂ sage Merlin Cuppie Lucifer, a god-level profession that can reach the realm of gods, 6 is not 6, much more powerful than the blood mage you created! ”

According to what the kitchen knife said, Mark let go of his resistance and tried to accept the kitchen knife, like a tired bird returning to the forest, Mark easily learned everything about the kitchen knife.

Mark put a complicated hand on the handle of the kitchen knife, "Awaken, return to the blade!" With a flash of light, the kitchen knife turned into a streamer and merged into his body, and an organ "grew" again, but the feeling of emptiness as if he had lost something came up.

"Awaken, Draw the Sword!" An organ disappears, and a kitchen knife appears in Mark's hand.

"Upanisha: The Bulge of Mystery!"

With a wave of his hand, the pillar of light soared into the sky, the ground cracked, a corner of the house was cut open, and the entire underground storage room was able to see the light of day again.