The ground trampled by the golems left a trail of potholes, which was the best route map, and they were not in danger of getting lost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After resting for a moment, Rodin, Klin, Isabella, Toya, and Casillas carefully followed the trail of the ground into the pit.

After walking past the cracked wall, the fluorescent road sign that Isabella had dropped was still flickering, illuminating the surrounding space.

It is a deep passage straight ahead, more like a front corridor leading to a palace than a rough and dirty pit—the floor is smooth and clean as marble, and the sides are flanked by equally neatly stacked flat walls, and even some mysterious and ancient ornamental ornaments can be seen.

Compared to the natural formation of the mine, this place is full of artificial traces.

"Did we strayed into the territory of some ancient wizard?"

Isabella rolled her eyes and uttered a conjecture.

"Why do you think so?"

"Golems were originally created by wizards, and they are a kind of witchcraft and strange things, and they usually exist as guardians of wizards' homes. “

"So maybe there's a wizard ruin at the end of the road!"

As she spoke, a few wisps of bright red swelled up on her pale face, which was originally a little sickly.

"So—shall we continue?" said the little woman, Toyah, looking a little apprehensive, "I think there may be something more terrifying hidden in it than a golem!"

"What Toya said makes sense, who knows if there will be a net and a lot of traps inside, it's too dangerous for us to rush in!"

Dahan Kashi touched the back of his head, his face was full of jealousy, and what happened just now had to make him 120,000 points careful.

Isabella said stubbornly, "However, the more dangerous the place, the greater the chance! The wizard who can enslave the golem is at least the Moon Soul Rank, do you understand the value of the Moon Soul Rank witchcraft and research notes?"

At this moment, she fully demonstrates the fanaticism of a wizard for knowledge.

"Besides, the insoluble mystery of the disappearance of the star iron of the Moria Mine for no reason must be inseparable from it!"

Rodin shook Isabella's soft little hand to soothe her agitation.

"I agree with Isha!" he gestured.

In a two-on-two situation, everyone couldn't help but look at Klin. The middle-aged man rubbed his chin in thought for a moment, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go in and investigate, after all, it's only a star and a half from the end of this place, and it's not my style to give up halfway. If you're scared, Toya, you're waiting for us right now!"

After Klin's coffin was decided, Toya, who had no master of the six gods, stayed, and the four of them looked left and right all the way, bowing slightly, ready to escape anytime and anywhere.

Originally, Rodin wanted to hug Princess Isabella, who was weak and weak, but she shyly refused.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and there were no monsters.

At the end of the corridor is a spiral staircase that slopes downward, and the four of them carefully descend the steps.

The footsteps of "......, " were clearly audible in the quiet space, and they knocked on everyone's hearts. I don't know how long I walked, but the feeling of being down-to-earth reappeared.

"W-What is that......?"

At the end of the spiral staircase, there is an empty hall.

In the dim field of vision, the faint light cast a few chaotic reflections on the brown marble walls in all directions, like the limbs of demons and monsters.

On the ceiling, a huge chandelier hangs, and the whole has an eerie oval-like shape.

Not far in front of the chandelier, there is a square pale stone platform, and an invisible whirlpool of air currents hovers around the stone platform, swimming, like a transparent fish.

But this stone platform is not the point, what really attracts everyone's attention is the giant sword that stands up to the sky and the earth.

The four Rodin all looked intently at the greatsword, which plunged straight into the stone platform and rose high into the ceiling.

From a distance, the thick black sword body was as huge as an ancient totem stone pillar, exuding a mysterious aura.

It stood alone on the stone platform, its pitch-black sword body unpretentious, and the open environment did not embellish it in any way, but from the first sight of it, a thought germinated in the hearts of the four of them - it is the king, it is the master, it is the master of everything!

All light, air, and even the silent darkness are subjugated to the Dark Greatsword!

The view was swept away, as if there were an endless stream of devotional people praying and bowing down to the greatsword.

A vast invisible will pressed against their knees, urging them to bow down.

The dignity of the ancestral dragon of "Ang ......" is inviolable, and Rodin suddenly woke up the three of them with a "dragon roar".

"This—this sword is alive! I feel like he's tempting me!" Uncle Klin, who had been unfazed, pointed to the greatsword, dumbfounded.

The confrontation on the spiritual level, the contrast between the strong and the weak!

"It's terrifying, there's a devil lurking in this sword, it's warning us, stay away!"

Isabella saw a different landscape again.

"Or rather, this is a spiritual magic sword, and its spirituality is extremely powerful and evil. “

Rodin couldn't help but sigh softly,

"That little guy in the Sealed Rose is really heaven and earth compared to it. “

The four of them came back to their senses after a long time.

Cassie said, "What creature can wield a weapon of this size, and what master forger can make such a masterpiece?"

As he spoke, he walked to the giant sword emotionally and said to himself,

"Mystery fellow, how the hell did you steal the Star Iron from the Moriath Mine?"

In the eyes of the big man, it was clearly a turbidity, like a puppet who had been lost in his mind.

"Hey...... Be careful, be careful of being controlled by this ghost!" Rodin roared sharply, and the big man came to his senses, shook his head vigorously, and said with palpitations, "It's so dangerous, if you don't pay attention, your body is not mine!"

After the four of them approached the greatsword, they looked at it for a long time, and they could clearly feel the extremely strong air flow around them.

"If he really has something to do with the loss of Star Iron Ore, then you might as well do an experiment!"

Rodin took out a piece of black and dull star-iron the size of half a palm from the package, and in an instant, a white cyclone poured out from the giant sword, enveloping the entire piece of iron.

At the same time, the star iron ore was like a statue that had stood for thousands of years, and with a gentle blow of this air current, it was visibly weathered and collapsed to the naked eye, turning into wisps of black smoke and retracting into the giant sword.

In the blink of an eye, the invisible force devoured the stars and iron.

"I see. “

Rodin touched his chin, "Those vanishing star iron ore were stolen by this black and heavy sword! If the ore is turned into black smoke and sticks to the stone wall of the mine, it will be difficult for the naked eye to detect it!"

Isabella frowned slightly, and her soft voice inferred, "Just as all living things need to eat, this spiritual greatsword also needs to replenish energy, and Star Iron Ore is its favorite food!"

"So the question is, how do we get him to quit the bad habit of 'stealing'?"

"Why don't we try to get this thing out!?" Casillas said, leaning in to the greatsword, the big black-haired hands touching each other.

"Hum—"

The giant sword groaned, and a white cyclone visible to the naked eye suddenly surged out from it, circling around the four of them.

In a moment, the cyclones turned into human faces with long tails in tow, like hungry ghosts poking them up and down.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have alarmed some amazing existence?!"

"Hungry, hungry, I want to eat...... I want to eat ......" A burst of voices that seemed to be made up of men, women and children sounded, and several people suddenly felt creepy.

Suddenly, a trace of anger was vented in this strange voice.

However, except for the four large living people nearby, there was no so-called Star Iron at all, and no one responded to its request

The endless white ghost foraged for food as a beast rushed up the stairs and disappeared without a trace, and the other half of the ghost was entangled like a mist, condensing into a black-armored swordsman with a blurred face in an instant.

The swordsman was of medium build, carrying a greatsword of his height, and was slowly rising from a half-crouching position.

The "Zizi ......" greatsword dragged a shallow scratch on the hard ground, as if an invisible hand was holding the throats of several people.

In the blink of an eye, several more light sword shadows appeared around the swordsman, slowly and mysteriously circling him, like a loyal guard.

Rodin's heart jumped, and he dragged Isabella behind him with a solemn face, and the "cymbal......" and "Elwin" were immediately unsheathed.

"It's not good, be careful!" Clint roared, leaning slightly and drawing his greatsword, but his arm could be seen trembling slightly, clearly not recovering from the aftermath of the golem's self-detonation.

Before everyone could react more, the figure of the black-armored swordsman suddenly flashed.

Several transparent afterimages appeared in the air, like a strong wind slashing at the face of a steel knife, and the black and heavy giant sword was pressed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Bang ......" The gold and iron resonated, and with a powerful slash, the black-armored swordsman took the lead in attacking the big man on the far left.

Cassie carried the huge shield and blocked it indismissibly, but the shield was broken diagonally, and his body "kicked and kicked" back, and the swordsman pressed away like maggots on tarsal bones.

Rodin and Clintian were able to sit idly by, and the two of them pounced on Cassie with their swords in front and back, besieging the swordsman, while Isabella shrewdly ducked into the distance.

In the center of the field, the sword shadows were one after another, the sound of air explosions was endless, and the four figures flew up and down, and the swords exchanged sparks.

The giant sword in the hands of the black-armored swordsman was like thunder, and it was so fast and accurate that it was ruthless, forcing Cassie to retreat in defeat.

The side attack of Rodin was full of firepower, the two illusory tentacles between the ribs were like dancing demons, the air of "snapping" was trembling, and the brilliance of "Erwin" flowed, and the slashing and stabbing had the momentum of pointing to the sky and the earth, as if to split the opponent in half, and there were traces of black thin lines on the blade constantly splashing outward.

However, the black-armored swordsman did not fall behind with one enemy and three enemies.

The four levitating short swords circled and swam around the swordsman like lightning, and the speed was breathtaking.

It was only four short swords, but it conjured up an endless afterimage, as if he was clothed with a layer of sword armor, allowing Rodin and Kling to attack like a tide, guarding without leaking, and even occasionally counterattacking with one hand, disrupting their rhythm.

The battle in the field was white-hot, and the stalemate lasted for a long time, and the battle circle kept moving, almost covering the entire palace.

The physical strength of the black-armored swordsman seemed to be endless, and the three of them all had minor or serious injuries in the explosion, and their physical strength was constantly draining, and the situation would be more and more unfavorable to them if they dragged on.

In the distance, Isabella pursed her red lips tightly, her verdant fingers interlocked, and she prayed silently.

Kling felt his body become more and more sluggish, gritted his teeth, and took a slight step back.

"Cassie, Rodin, get out of the way!" The two rolled on the spot and suddenly distanced themselves from the black-armored swordsman.

Clint then flicked his fingers and sketched a silver wheel in the void.

"Frost Flower ......"

The white light is full of eyes, like a snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow.

In the blink of an eye, a large white icy frozen air, culminating in the magic seal carved by Klin, spewed a cone-shaped frozen field at the swordsman.

In an instant, the whole person of the black-armored swordsman who was originally alive seemed to have been pressed the pause button, motionless, and pieces of white seeping ice crystals crawled all over his body in an instant—he became a dead and silent ice sculpture, crystal clear, and beautiful.

The four of them couldn't help but shudder, as if they were in the cold winter snowstorm, and they had no intention of enjoying this different scenery.

"Shhh......hhh

But I saw Kling trembling and curled up in a ball, his face extremely pale, and he looked overstrained.

Rodin hurriedly stepped forward to hug Isabella, whose lips were white from the cold, and gently rubbed her bare hands.

"This giant sword is too terrifying, any sword spirit can force me to the end, let's leave quickly, save your life!"

"If there is another one, then ......"

"Buzz ......"

The sword sheathed like a soft groan, and the entire hall began to tremble slightly.

The chandelier is tilted, and the light and shadow change.

Suddenly, the black giant sword inserted into the stone platform was uprooted, and an endless cyclone swept and swept around with it as the center.

The sand and dust are like waterfalls, the gravel is splashing, and the fierce wind of hunting blows the sword spirit that has turned into an ice crystal statue to crack.

The huge and incomparable black blade overturned towards the four of them in an instant, and a power like an abyss and a prison rushed towards them.

Just like the god of death wielding a sickle and the emperor asking for guilt, death is a predetermined fate......

"No, never!"

Rodin shoved Isabella away, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and the spine of the sword with the other, and greeted the slash with a blank expression, but another tall figure stood in front of him.

"Get out of the way, Cassie ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw a red mark suddenly appear on the back of the head of the big man who was usually very aggressive.

The heavy shield ...... split in two, and the majestic force split his whole body without any hindrance, and the two halves of his body flew apart like rags, and blood, minced meat, and internal organs sprinkled all over Rodin's face.

The giant sword slashed through Cassie and slashed Elwyn in an instant, and the old man who had been with him for a year broke in an instant.

The wind of death swept into his eyes, and the greatsword suddenly stopped less than a finger from his forehead, motionless.

"Heh......"

"Kill me, bastard, kill me!" endless pathos and anger poured out of his chest.

But all was silent, and all light, dust, life, and even the mighty greatsword came to a standstill.

He couldn't move even a finger, he couldn't blink an eye, and naturally he couldn't express his anger.

There was only a sound of "rustling" pacing around him, which resounded in his ears from far and near, and stayed behind him in an instant.

"Where don't we meet in life, boy, we meet again!"

In the midst of a familiar voice, a face suddenly came to him.

The cheekbones are prominent, the narrow eyes are shiny through, the top is a large hooked nose, the chin and upper lip have a slightly scruffy light cyan beard, and the lips are extremely thin, with a hint of tricky and cruel.

"Krusas?!!" he said in his heart,

This mysterious guy is still wearing the same gray robe as usual, and his big sleazy bald head is extremely eye-catching.

The other party glanced at him with an unpredictable smile, and then shifted his gaze to the black sword, squinting his eyes and looking up to caress the domineering sword weapon with his face up.

"I didn't expect to come across such a treasure on a whim. “

Rodin's eyes moved, a thought flashed through his mind, and Krusas immediately smiled in understanding.

"No, no, I have nothing to do with this baby. But if you hadn't fought with it, I wouldn't have noticed. If I can get this treasure this time, I will be able to do so thanks to you!"

"Don't talk much, businessmen can't afford to be early, I have a deal here, do you want to hear about it?"

Rodin's pupils were bloodshot, and anger and doubt lingered.

"Don't blame me for not saving the man, isn't it too late...... How can it be regarded as taking advantage of people's danger? Obviously, it is a charcoal in the snow!"

After a long time, Krusas nodded and said to himself,

"Just agree. A contract in exchange for the lives of you and the two people behind you. You don't lose this wave!"

As he spoke, his hands spread lightly in front of him, as if he had reappeared yesterday, and the golden contract engraved in Chinese reappeared in front of him.

"Three lives, in exchange for a promise for you. ”

He snapped his fingers, and the contract suddenly floated into Rodin's body.

"Well, another pleasant deal. He rubbed his non-existent hair, his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled.

"Now that you owe me two promises, it doesn't hurt to collect one payment first!"

"For the next five years, you go and help me collect three pure souls. “

"Purity is the point, and the pendant will remind you when you get close to the target. In addition, the goal must be willingly surrendered to you. ”

"By the way, this pendant is for you, but you must put it away closely!" A lifelike rattlesnake pendant appeared in his palm, and he thoughtfully hung the pendant around Rodin's neck, pretending to look at it for a moment,

"Tsk, that looks so much better!" he patted Rodin on the cheek with his cold fingers.

"It's almost done, it's time for me to take my leave, and the next time we meet you will have to come to me with three pure souls. “

He turned to face the Black Iron Greatsword and exclaimed, "What a terrifying sword, it has almost reached the apex of the legend, and the next step is the artifact." ”

"Are you called the Black Soul, little one? Rodin heard this, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"I don't know which great wizard's collection, whether you want to surrender to me or not, now you belong to me!"

Gestures, spells, and elemental fluctuations are smooth and agile, as if they are natural, and in the eyes of others, the robed mysterious man named Krusas just waved his hand slightly, and a gray light instantly enveloped the giant sword called the black soul.

The blade of the sword scattered into countless air currents and swept into his sleeve like a storm.

After a few moments, the smoke vanished, and there was no trace left by the black soul in the vast space, only the bloody corpse in front of him.

"Bye-bye, don't miss me!" Krushas waved his hand at the others, and then made a gesture in the void in front of him.

"Huh, ......" Suddenly, a boxy cyan void gate was born out of nothingness.

You can see the swirling chaotic storm inside, and Krusas stepped into it with his feet raised, and finally one arm was left exposed outside the door, and with a flick of his fingers, "Del ......" snapped his fingers.

The door of "Bang Bang ......" was closed, and the invisible force that contained the three of them dissipated instantly.

"Whew...... What happened to us just now?" a soft question sounded, and Isabella's figure staggered, sweating through the thin spring clothes.

"I remember that terrifying greatsword is about to kill us!, but something seems to have forcibly frozen this space?!" Klin, who was a silver-level powerhouse, had a sharper sense of perception, and faintly noticed a trace of abnormality.

"Where did that greatsword go? Did it disappear out of thin air?"

Rodin was silent, picked up half of Erwyn's sword, walked to Cassie's mutilated corpse with heavy steps, and fell to his knees with a "bang"!

Bean-sized tears slipped uncontrollably, and his expression was unpredictable, hideous, unwilling, angry, sad, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

"Brother, I owe you my life! But how can I explain to Uma?" he cherished and cherished the bloody and mutilated body in his arms, and went to find the other half.

"Ah, that's Casillas?"

Isabella covered her mouth in disbelief.

"Casillas blocked the greatsword for me, and he died, and I lived. “

Rodin said this fact with great heaviness, and respectfully stuffed the internal organs and flesh of the corpse together, and pieced together the two halves of his body, barely restoring the human form of a big man, but Cassie's cool smile was gone forever, and a thick and long slit in the center of his face completely destroyed his facial expression.

"Alas, no one thought that such a thing would happen, it is not your responsibility, don't blame yourself too much Rodin!"

"I ...... How are we going to explain it to Claire, Uma, and Lino?" Isabella covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly.

Rodin's lips trembled slightly, "In the final analysis, I am too weak, too weak! Seeing my brother die for me, I can't even avenge him." “

He held the big man's corpse tightly in his arms, bathed in the thick and bloody breath, and let out a hoarse roar in the direction where the mysterious man had disappeared.

"O black soul - I Rodin will make you spiritually ruined in my lifetime, I will turn you into a scrap of iron, and I will put you in front of Casillas' grave for him forever!"