Tortureblade felt like he was having a dream, and he dreamed that his body was torn apart and devoured by countless ghosts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info When his body was devoured, the greedy goblins turned their eyes down on his soul.

The torture blade resisted, struggled. But there were so many ghosts that he couldn't handle them.

Call!

The torture blade snapped up and opened its eyes. His face was full of panic, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"It turned out to be a dream." Tortureblade muttered, standing up, eyes glancing around.

Suddenly, the body that had not fully risen froze there, motionless.

"Where is this?" More sweat slowly oozed from his forehead, and his throat was dry.

In front of Tortureblade was a dilapidated temple.

The dilapidated floors were overgrown with weeds, and the walls of the towering temple were in tatters. The surrounding courtyard walls could no longer withstand the erosion of time and became ruins.

The overall look gives people an unusually dilapidated, barren, and lonely feeling.

Beyond the walls of the temple is a mountain that never ends.

The entire temple is surrounded by mountains on all sides. And in the mountains, at this time, there are countless terrifying monsters, and ghosts are constantly churning.

"Where the hell is this?" Tortureblade swallowed, and his blocked mind began to spin again.

"Young man, are you also exiled?" A calm voice came from behind him.

After hearing this, Torture Blade slowly turned his head to look, and saw one by one a sturdy humanoid monster with green skin all over his body.

The monster's head was on the large side, and its bull-like eyes shone with blue brilliance. The pointed ears resemble those of a legendary elf, and the hideous mouth has four slender fangs.

The monster is unusually strong, with green muscles and bulging muscles, full of terrifying power.

The monster wears shabby robes on its body and a huge rosary around its neck. The beads on the rosary are about the same size as the fist of the torture blade.

Its big red green feet, strolling in front of the torture blade, looked at the torture blade condescendingly for a moment, and said with a soft smile on its terrifying face, "It seems that you are very confused. ”

"Confused?" Torture Blade said instinctively.

It calmly said, "Have you forgotten something important?" ”

Hearing this, the torture blade suddenly struck like lightning, and his entire body froze completely. Then a large number of vague memories became clear.

"I see! I see! Remembering all the memories from before, Tortureblade's face gradually returned to normal, looked at the monster and said, "My name is Tortureblade, and I have followed the guidance of the Hunter Ovitz to come here to find what I lost." ”

"Oviz?" The monster raised an eyebrow, then chuckled, "This guy can really get himself in trouble." ”

With that, he walked towards the ruined temple.

Seeing this, Tortureblade hurriedly followed, asking, "Do you know Oviz?" ”

The monster smiled, "Not only does he know, no one in the world knows him better than me." ”

"Then you're..."

The monster slowly stopped, and said with a strange smile on its hideous mouth, "I am Oviz." ”

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When Torture Blade heard this, his body suddenly froze in place, and he looked at the majestic back stupidly, unable to recover for a long time.

Ovitz walked to the temple by himself, then slowly sat down on a worn futon, slowly clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

After a while, Tortureblade turned around and walked cautiously to the temple.

The interior of this temple is relatively wide. The walls around it are painted with a large number of monsters similar to Oviz, wearing ornate armor.

However, these portraits have become blurred with the passage of time, and even the previous colors have gradually faded, becoming dim and blurred.

The temple was in a dilapidated state, and the pillars that supported it were cracked and looked like it was in danger of collapsing at any moment.

There were gaps in the walls on the left and right, as if they had been torn apart by the claws of some monster.

The slate on the ground was broken a lot, and it became pitted.

There was nothing in the entire temple except for the dilapidation.

Of course, if I had to say that there was something, it would be considered to be there.

In front of Oviz, there is a huge statue. The statue is physically dressed in elaborate armor and has a solemn ghost mask on its face.

With huge wings stretched out on his back, a whip hanging from his waist, and a variety of weapons such as spears, machetes, and crossbows on his back. In his left hand he holds a long sword and in his right hand a huge dart.

The statue is 20 meters tall and is very majestic.

However, at this time, the statue is similar to the temple, and it is dilapidated. The mask had cracked, the spear behind it had broken, and the entire statue was covered in hideous scratches and tooth marks.

Tortureblade cautiously walked to Oviz's side, and he sat there with a nonchalant expression, motionless, as if he were dead.

"I'd like to ask..." As soon as Tortureblade spoke, Ovitz suddenly said, "Sit down first." ”

Tortureblade looked down and saw a brand-new futon beside him, and after thinking about it, Tortureblade sat quietly on it.

Oviz opened his eyes at this time, his hands flipped casually, and two swords appeared in his hands, "This is yours, right?" ”

Torture Blade looked down at the King Hunter Sword and the Heavenly Stem's Golden Sword, then shook his head and said, "The King Hunter Sword is yours, and the Golden Sword is Tiangan's." Neither of these swords is mine."

Ovitz glanced up at Torture Blade, then placed the two swords in front of Torture Blade and said, "Since the two of them entrusted it to you, it's yours." ”

Tortureblade looked at the two swords, and said in silence, "I don't have the qualifications or the ability to use these two swords. ”

"Don't deny yourself casually, if you don't try it, how do you know you can't use it?" Oviz asked flatly.

Torture Blade didn't move, and said quietly, "I've already tried." I'm missing something very important. ”

Oviz said calmly, "It seems to me that you don't have something missing. ”

Tortureblade bowed his head and said, "I don't have the Sword of Glory, and I can't use your Spiritual Sword. ”

After hearing this, Oviz slowly got up and said, "What is that Sword of Glory?" You know what? ”

Tortureblade raised his head and said, "The Sword of Glory is the core of the Hunter's Blood Outfit, and without the Sword of Glory, I can't activate the full Blood Outfit." ”

"Hey" After hearing Tortureblade's words, Oviz shook his head in disappointment.

Tortureblade looked at him and asked, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"You see only the form, not the essence." Ovitz said as he got up.

"You're just craving the power of the Sword of Glory, but you don't really understand what glory is."

Hearing this, Torture Blade was speechless and speechless.

Ovitz walked up to the huge statue, reached out and touched the deep gap at the foot of the statue, and said, "How can a guy who forgets even what he has done be glorious?" ”

Torture Blade clenched his fists, his expression confused and silent.

Ovitz continued, "Your heart is too impetuous, and with your current state of mind, you can't be a real hunter. I can't get a glimpse of the power of the god king. ”

Hearing this, Tortureblade slowly raised his head, with a pleading on his face that he had never seen before, looked at Ovitz and said, "Please tell me, what should I do?" ”

"The real strength is not weapons and equipment, but a person's soul and will."

Tortureblade immediately said, "I have experienced countless pains! My will is very strong. ”

"Your soul is not firm, but numb. The countless pains experienced since childhood numb the soul with habit. A truly determined person, no matter how much time has passed, no matter what he has experienced, no matter what situation he is facing, he can hold on to his heart and be as still as water. ”

After hearing this, Tortureblade fell into complete silence. He clearly understood how weak and cowardly his will would be if he was not bound by the Mark of the Hunter.

"If you want to find what you have truly forgotten, you must have a rock-solid will, and you must have a firm heart that will not waver in the face of any situation. Only then will you be able to maintain yourself in the midst of great strength and tribulation. ”

Hearing this, Tortureblade slowly stood up, walked in front of Oviz in silence, and then bowed respectfully and said, "Great King of the Hunt, please show me the way forward." ”

Oviz looked down at the torture blade, reached out to help him up, and said, "Your heart is full of hatred, anger, anxiety, confusion, and blood. Your soul has been polluted by these things, and has become filthy. If you want to be truly powerful, you have to abandon all this and find your true pure heart. Only after washing away the lead can you see the real road ahead. ”

"What should I do?" At what Oviz said, Tortureblade didn't know how to start.

Ovitz said calmly, "Relax your heart, calm down, and live here with me." ”

"But out there..." Tortureblade was worried about the Night Raven and the hunters.

Ovitz waved his hand and said, "Mind yourself first." This is the soul abyss of the Soul Hunting Pool. If you can't meet certain conditions, you'll be stuck here forever, unable to get out. ”

After hearing this, Torture Blade's heart jumped suddenly, and he suddenly felt a little anxious in his heart.

Ovitz saw the movement of the torture blade, and he said, "Your body has been devoured by the evil spirits in the pool, and your current soul is your most essential soul. You are now a clean person, without the Mark of the King of Hunts, and without the Blood of the King of Hunts. Yes, just a soul known as the Torture Blade. And now, you don't have to run away, you don't have to be afraid, all you have to do is face and recognize a true self, a primitive, pure self. ”

Torture Blade looked down at his hand, he couldn't feel the presence of the King Hunter Mark now, and he felt it at the same time. The release of long-lost emotions.

"The soul is not firm, and you cannot take back your body from which evil spirits. You don't have any way back. ”

Torture Blade gritted his teeth and said with a firm expression, "I will never let the glory of the King Hunter be tarnished, let alone live up to the expectations that Tiangan and Oviz have of me!" ”

Seeing the current torture blade, Oviz nodded with a smile and said, "Pretty good determination, then... Welcome to the Soul Abyss." ”

(To be continued.) )