Chapter Seventy-Six: A Thousand Years of Casting a Wound

After the first hundred years of summoning space, Terry El was with Ya'er as always, and if he should have finished talking, Terry El was ready to fall into a long sleep, and there was nothing else Terry El could do.

In the distance, an old man staggered over, it was Diaps.

"Terry El, aren't you still thinking about letting me out, I've told you how to contract the Titan Sword, what do you want?"

Diaps asked this question a thousand times, but Terry Eyre remained indifferent.

"Diaps, you know that I can't let you out, leave the summoning space, with your ability, it won't take you a hundred years to get back to your original state, I'm right?"

"Are you afraid that I will seek revenge on you?"

"No one likes to be the enemy of the number one warrior in the Demon Realm, and I admit that without the summoning space, I am not even as good as an ant in your eyes, so I will not give you any chance. ā€

As if he already knew Terry Al's answer, Diaps was not annoyed: "There is no grudge between us, a hundred years from now? Even if I don't recover, you can't live that long with your human lifespan, of course, with your current strength, you can indeed break through the limits of human physical strength, but do I have to kill you?"

"Absolutely. ā€

"What?"

"Because, sooner or later, you're going to come and take the Titan Sword, I'm not wrong, right?"

Diapus raised his right hand with difficulty, pointed at Terry El and said, "Back then, when I used the Titan Sword to exchange for a way to live, didn't you say that you were not interested in this sword?"

"Diapus, there is no one who will not be tempted by the artifact, and so am I, thank you for your generosity and for saying how to contract the Sword of Titans, and I will always remember your help to me. ā€

Diapus's affection suddenly became extremely angry: "The human race, it is indeed the most untrustworthy race, you dare to deceive me? I will kill you." ā€

Terry El was furious: "Diaps, you'd better know our relationship clearly, we're not friends, we've never been, for a demon, I have enough reason to kill you, just as you don't have our human blood on your hands?"

"Well, well, Terry El, you've never said anything like this to me in a long time, you look like you're trying to do it, aren't you? But don't forget, you can't kill me in this damn space!"

Terry Al laughed, "Yes, I didn't kill you, but someone could." ā€

"Someone. ā€

Terry Eyre's side instantly saw several up-and-comers, with the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Diaps.

Diapus laughed maniacally: "Whahahaha...... Just these few pieces of shit? Terry Eyre, do you think they can kill me?"

"Hands-on. ā€

The rising star, the second-order class of the Martial Arts League, although their ability is not strong at present, their flexibility is the best among all the combined classes.

The eight rookies gently waved the long sword in their hands with their right hands, and did not start to attack, but threw the long sword forward, and the person opposite caught the long sword.

Eight ropes, tying Diaps strongly, Diaps scoffed at this, so that he could kill himself?

The rookies didn't care what Diaps thought, each held one end, and suddenly threw Diaps into the air.

Diaps in the air, his whole body suddenly exerted force, and the rope was immediately broken into several pieces, I wanted to continue to laugh a few words, but Diaps suddenly had a sense of danger attacking, and he secretly said in his heart, what kind of situation can make him, the number one warrior in the demon world, feel dangerous?

Terry El's side, Ya'er was as fast as lightning, and at the same time as Diapus broke free from the rope, Ya'er flew directly into the sky, opening her huge mouth to meet Diarpus.

If it were replaced by the young Diaps, Ya'er would have done this in vain, but the current Diaps couldn't avoid such a speed at all, and the next moment, Diaps fell into endless darkness.

A generation of demon kings, in order to get the Titan Sword, did not hesitate to hit their own soul binding Titan Sword, was discovered by the God of War in time, sealed it for 10,000 years, unfortunately, he thought that he would be free this time, but he walked into the summoning space that did not belong to this world, and in the end, 10,000 years of practice, but achieved a Titan python.

"Ya'er, well done. ā€

Ya'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was the fierce light that ate people just now.

Terry El stood up, looked up at the Titan Sword floating in mid-air, and with a slight move, the Titan Sword floated obediently into Terry El's hand.

"Sword of Titans, Sword of Titans, Sword of Titans."

Terry Al's voice was louder than loud, he couldn't say any words at all when he was excited, his mind was blank, he had been in the mainland for more than ten years, this time, he finally had an artifact of his own, how could this mood be described in a few words?

Contract Titan Sword, Terry El couldn't wait for a moment, sitting cross-legged on the ground of the summoning space, with the Titan Sword floating in front of him.

Terry El followed Diaps's example and sacrificed his own blood to the soulless artifact, restoring it to its former glory.

Ya'er had nothing to do, sitting next to Terry El, closing her eyes and recuperating, it was not to help Terry El refine the Titan Sword, Ya'er was like this, it was to absorb the soul of Diaps, and Diaps and the power of the origin devoured by the summoned space.

A drop of blood every year, with its own breath, slowly nourishes the Titan Sword, revives its soul, and at the same time merges with the Titan Sword, although the process is slow, but such a divine weapon, if it is light yƬ can be used by people, it is not a divine weapon, the artifact chooses the master, and wants to use the artifact in other ways, the only way is to devour its soul, give it new life again, and you will also become his eternal master, until death.

These are Diaps' words, and Terry Eyre has always taken them to heart.

For the sake of this sword, Terry El has quietly accompanied him for thousands of years, and for the sake of his dreams, Terry El endured a thousand years of boring time and nourished the Titan Sword with all his heart.

Desert, three years and five days have passed, Gao Shun and others have been waiting for news of Terry El in Sky City, Terry El disappeared, disappeared for three years, everyone searched every corner of Sky City, but there was no news of Terry El at all.

But the only thing that is certain is that Terry Eyre's life is not in danger, otherwise, Gao Shun and the others would never live on this continent so safely.

Summoning space, a thousand and one thousand years have passed, Terry El slowly opened his eyes, beside him, a little girl of seventeen or eighteen sat quietly beside him, that beautiful face, soft and smooth skin, two proud jade rabbits on his chest, just one glance, Terry El's body instantly had the reaction that an adult should have.

"Ahh

"Hmm, master?" the girl was woken up by Terry El's strange screams.

Terry Al pointed at the girl and cried out like a ghost, "Ah!!, don't sue me, you're Ya'er?"

"Master, don't you know Ya'er?"

Terry El was dizzy, "Ya'er, you can turn into a human?"

Humanoid?Ya'er looked down at her own changes, not to mention, it was indeed different from before, and jumped up in front of Terry Al, Ya'er pointed to her chest.

"Master, what are these two?"

Burst!!

Terry El squirted a mouthful of blood, well, forgive you for the sake of your face as a python.

After rummaging through the spatial ring, Terry El found a set of clothes and threw them to Yael.

"Put this on. ā€

Ya'er took Terry El's clothes and tinkered with them up and down for a long time, Terry El was speechless for a while, and stepped forward to help Ya'er put on his clothes, and only then did he think of the Titan Sword and quickly looked at the Titan Sword.

Where the Sword of the Titan was originally suspended, a long sword with a pale blue halo was quietly suspended in mid-air, and the previous death intent was gone, and now the Sword of Titan, Terry El could clearly feel that the breath of strong life was emitted from the Sword of Titan, and at the same time, there was a powerful power that made people feel fear.

"Sword of the Titans!"

Terry El reached out to grab the hilt of the Titan Sword, but the Titan Sword strangely dodged Terry El's outstretched hand, and although he did not show hostility, he was very reluctant to get Terry El close.

Terry El didn't know why, but when he tried to catch it, the Titan Sword dodged it on its own.

"What's going on?"

Terry El said differently that after a few attempts, the Titan Sword dodged higher and higher, flying farther and farther.

Seeing Terry Eyre's anxious appearance, Ya'er was also a little anxious, and shouted at the Titan Sword.

"Little Jianjian, where are you going? Don't come back soon. ā€

Hearing this call, the Sword of the Titan turned into a beautiful glow, and instantly appeared in Ya'er's hand, Ya'er held the Sword of Titan, a burst of curiosity, naughty pointed forward with the sword, and a wild thunder fell from the sky.

Click!!

With a loud sound, a huge pit appeared in front of Ya'er's point, which frightened Ya'er and quickly threw away the Titan Sword, but the Titan Sword flexibly drew an arc and re-established itself beside Ya'er.

Terry El felt a blackness in his mind, and a wave of dizziness welled up on his forehead, and he leaned back.

Before he fell into a coma, he said hatefully: "Diaps, you have lied to me again. ā€xh118