"Get ready to activate the Thor blood in your body." Speaking to the figure in the dark, the old man took off his black gloves and revealed a pair of silver hands.

The palms and backs of the hands are silver, even the nails, and the whole hands seem to be plated with a layer of silver, smooth and crystalline, reflecting a little silver light in the faint light.

Taking the ancient fragrant wood plate from the middle-aged man's hand, the old man lifted the black cloth covering it, and a crystal ball appeared in the secret room.

With the departure of the black cloth, a charming silver light instantly poured out from the crystal ball, illuminating the entire space and the figure sitting in the center of the secret room.

"From the moment the Sword of the Wind chooses its master, I have a hunch that you are going to come in handy." Raising that handsome face, the young man said slowly.

"In just forty years, those three guys have escaped twice together, and I feel bad." The middle-aged man frowned.

"This time there are not just three, there is one more tricky." The old man said worriedly, "This is the largest number of escapes in known history." ”

"Grandfather, let's get started, grinding is not your style." The veins on the young man's hands bulged, gradually changing from normal cyan to silver, and it was obvious that he had already begun to stimulate the blood of the Thor in his body.

The worry faded from his eyes, and the old man solemnly stretched out his silver left hand, picked up the crystal ball, handed the wooden plate to his son behind him, and held it with both hands.

With a crisp sound, a small silver arc of lightning jumped out of the old man's hands, and under his careful control, the arc passed through the crystal ball with unmistakable accuracy.

Before this arc of electricity could disappear into the air, another arc jumped out of the silver hand, and shot towards the crystal ball under the control of the old man.

As the frequency of the crisp sound became faster and faster, the number of electric arcs began to superimpose, and for a while, a scene of sparks flying on the old man's hands was formed, but the sparks were not yellow, but strangely silver.

Every time an arc of electricity passes through the crystal ball, the silver light emitted by the crystal ball becomes brighter by one minute. By the time dozens of arcs had passed through, the silver light had brightened to the point that it had illuminated the black-gray walls white.

Under the silver light, the temperature obviously did not change, but the solidified silver liquid in the groove showed signs of melting.

The crystal ball floated up, leaving the old man's hands, suspended in mid-air, dripping and spinning, bringing with it the faint sound of the wind.

Airplanes!

As a solid silver beam of light shot out of the crystal ball, the solidified liquid finally melted, forming a brilliant silver stream flowing through the sinuous grooves.

"It directly caused Lei Chi's reaction." The middle-aged man was surprised.

"Don't underestimate the sword breath, the things related to the Dao Sword are far more precious than the Thunder Pool." The old man said with his hands behind his back.

The speed at which the beam shot out was extremely slow, so slow that it could almost see the trajectory in the air, and observing the direction of the beam, the target was the youth, to be exact, the extraordinary eyebrows of the youth.

"First time I got a headshot, Dad, help me remember this moment." The young man did not hide, but straightened his back.

"He's not going to get any disease, is he? How did it come to this? The middle-aged man looked at the old man with a strange expression.

"Even if you have any disease, it's your son." The old man looked at him and said.

"It's still your grandson." The middle-aged man pouted.

The beam of light finally hit the young man's eyebrows, and in an instant, a huge sound exploded in his mind, setting off a shocking wave, followed by severe pain, and his whole head seemed to burst open.

The tearing pain spread from the center of the eyebrows to the whole body, as if the whole body had been pierced by steel nails and nailed to the cross.

Dense sweat seeped out from under the skin like crazy, soaking the white vest and shorts, and the short hair that was parted, the young man gritted his teeth, his handsome face was distorted, and his body trembled, and he might not be able to hold on at any moment and faint.

"He's more resilient than your uncle." Looking at the young man, the old man said to his son, his eyes full of appreciation.

The middle-aged man nodded: "He has suffered more than me, and he has more to carry than me." ”

"Shameful?" The old man teased rarely.

The middle-aged man looked at him: "Everyone has their own way to go, you said." The more difficult the road, the greater the achievements at the end, and I am proud of my son. ”

The old man nodded: "I am also proud of my grandson." ”

The two stopped talking, and quietly looked at the young man who had suffered great pain, this pain was inevitable and the price, but behind the price was not a gift, but a burden.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the face of severe pain, the young people who were struggling to persevere lived like years.

I don't know how long it took for the young man to open his eyes with difficulty, and he still sat cross-legged, but his whole waist was bent to one side, almost touching the puddle of sweat that had accumulated on the ground, and his short blond hair was lying forward with his head very low.

"Really...... It's embarrassing. The young man whispered, coughing up blood from the intermittent words.

"In three hours and twelve minutes, you surpassed your uncle and grandfather." The old man put away his pocket watch, and squeezed out a smile on his wrinkles, "Look at you, and then feel the changes in your body carefully." ”

After listening to the old man's words, the young man found that his whole body was lit up with a faint silver halo, and the vitality that kept gushing out of his body was repairing the devastated body, although it was weak, but it was endless.

"Did it work? It's not easy. ”

"The lead will be coming soon, congratulations, you are about to become the new Lord of Thunder and Lightning." The old man's emotions rose and his words were impassioned, "Adam, you are the pride of the entire Augustinian family!" ”

That's right, the young man was none other than Adam Augustine, the young patriarch of the Augustinian family.

The old man's name was Abraham Augustine, Adam's grandfather, the previous patriarch of the Augustinian family; The middle-aged man's name is Jades Augustine, Adam's father, the current patriarch of the Augustine family.

The Augustinians, a familial organization allowed to exist, a behemoth as mysterious as the rookie.

"It's too early, it's not too late for you to be proud when I settle the Thunderbolt King's Palace." Regaining some strength, Adam straightened up, "Does my marriage to Vanessa be recognized by the family?" ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "There is no denial. ”

"It doesn't mean that it's an acknowledgement." Adam's fingers ran from his forehead to the back of his head, ruffling the blonde hair.

"The Clan Elders' Council has regressed."

"For my sake, or for the sake of being the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, and now, for the sake of being the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, it's a sure thing."

"You want to make this a condition?"

Adam shook his head: "I'm the heir to the shameful people." ”

"I understand what you mean, if it weren't for the possibility of becoming the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, you would give up the position of young patriarch for love." Abraham was expressionless, "But since you are the heir, you have to follow the rules of the heir." ”

"The rules that the clan elders will set for the heir? It's better to let the clan elders directly manage the family, and it's too troublesome to support the puppets. Adam smiled softly.

"Stinky boy, scolding you Lao Tzu for being a puppet?" Jeders said angrily to his son.

"Dad, you are lucky, love coincides with the marriage designated by the clan elders, I am not as lucky as you." Adam returned to a cross-legged position.

"I'll talk about this later, but what you have to do now is to get the Sword of Thunder." Abraham didn't want to dwell on a problem that couldn't be solved for the time being.

"When I came back, I had a bigger say."

"You have a lot of right to speak." Abraham put back on his black gloves and looked up and said, "But how powerful is it?" Can it be bigger than the clan elders? ”

Adam nodded if it mattered, "It's not impossible." ”

Abraham looked at his grandson, smiled, and didn't go on to fight him again: "After you come back, retreat, one-third of the energy of the thunder pool is here, enough for you to absorb." ”

As if sensing something, Adam raised his head: "Here it is." ”

Thundered!

Dark clouds gathered, thunder blasted into the sky, and a pillar of silver light fell from the sky and fell into the undulating mountains, like a phantom shooting into a towering mountain.

It was as if an illusory pillar of light passed through the thick and hard mountain and shot into the secret room, enveloping the seated Adam.

The silver arc flew like sparks, leaving clear marks on the walls and floor, and Abraham and Jades retreated to the iron door for fear of being swept away by the arc.

In an instant, the silver light shrank inward, and Adam was wrapped in a silver light cluster and suddenly rushed into the mountain along the pillar of light.

The pillar of light shattered after a few seconds, turning into a cloud of light.

"If it weren't for the fact that this mountain hadn't been poked into a hole, I would have thought he had been led to the sky." Jades looked at the intact roof of the chamber and was amazed.

"Put away the Bad Luck Ball." Abraham put the crystal ball on the wooden plate and covered it with a black cloth again, and handed it to his son, "Also, hasn't the club been studying whether the sword breath in the main body of the Dao Sword is innately present or acquired?" Tell them. ”

Jeders was stunned: "Tell them?" Will it be ......"

"I can't hide it anymore, and besides, they don't have Thor's blood in their bodies, so what if they know?" Abraham sighed, "Actually, as early as when your uncle became the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, those old fellows in the Quarantiny Gate had hidden suspicions. ”

"Yes, it's a special case." Jeders thought for a moment and said.

"How can it be so easy to take the sword breath out of the main body of the Dao sword? If it could be taken out easily, it wouldn't have taken decades for the Quaint Gate to find a way, and those who coveted the Sword Breath and the Dao Sword wouldn't have been able to settle down until now. Abraham said.

"Yes, if you can take it out, those people with bad intentions probably did it forty years ago." "But then again, knowing this, those scientific research lunatics in the Hostage Gate are afraid that they will rekindle their passion for research, and it will be difficult to stop it." ”

"It can't be stopped, and there is no need to stop it, how can God give it so easily?" Abraham turned, pulled open the iron door, and walked out of the chamber.

Jades thought and left the chamber as well.