Chapter 8: A Thousand Blades of the Magic Blade
"It's ...... A Thousand Blades of the Magic Knife? ”
Jiang Cheng was stunned.
I just said it casually, and I really got it?
I saw Xiaobai carrying a long knife on his back and walking in front of Jiang Cheng leisurely.
With a shake of his body, he threw the long knife to the ground.
Then a pair of blue eyes looked at Jiang Cheng triumphantly.
Happily circling around him, as if asking for credit.
Jiang Cheng leaned over and stretched out his hand and touched Xiaobai's little head.
"Is this what you gave to your master? That's good. ”
Xiaobai nodded and closed his eyes comfortably.
After settling Xiaobai comfortably, Jiang Cheng picked up the long knife on the ground.
A translucent prompt pops up in front of you.
[Magic Knife Thousand Blades]: Only attack but not defense, unparalleled in the world, exclusive spiritual weapon in the assassin world, God forging national treasure, the blade is composed of thousands of fragments, which can be separated to form any shape.
"Good knives!"
A fine light flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes, and he pulled out his sword.
Hold the knife in your right hand and stroke it with your left hand over the blade.
"Zheng~"
The magic knife roared softly, as if it came to life at this moment.
A deep blue light emerges, flowing like a tidal wave through every crack.
It responds to Jiang Cheng in its own way.
Jiang Cheng transported the power of thunder in his body and attached it to the blade.
The thousand fragments that emitted a cold blue light were all floating in the air at this moment.
It is full of beauty and splendor, like a bright galaxy.
Turning the hilt slightly, the fragments floating in the air were suddenly pulled, like a rainbow chasing the sun, and Yan Tou Lin flew towards the hilt of the sword.
"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”
The blade is instantly reorganized and returned to its original state.
Put the knife into the sheath.
Jiang Cheng had a satisfied smile on his face.
After a moment, he turned his head to look at Xiaobai.
"Meow Meow~"
Xiaobai was staring at him intently, as if to say, "Don't thank Miss Ben yet?" ”
Jiang Cheng smiled dumbly, "Good job, Xiaobai, thank you for the equipment!" ”
"Meow~"
Xiaobai responded with a sweet meow.
"By the way, Xiaobai, you can't steal this knife, right?"
Jiang Cheng's face was strange.
Xiaobai shook his head, indicating that it was not stolen.
"That was given to you by Wu Liuqi? How good is your relationship? ”
The voice fell.
Xiaobai patted his chest with his left paw, looking like a good brother.
See this.
Jiang Cheng is basically determined, this cat is definitely a human become.
……
Picking up the magic knife Thousand Blades, Jiang Cheng couldn't wait to go out and practice his sword technique.
After walking for about twenty minutes from the community, I came to a wasteland.
Just as he continued to move forward, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It's so quiet that there's not even the sound of insects chirping.
Jiang Cheng quickly became alert and held the magic knife in front of him.
"Ji Ji, worthy of being a genius who inherits the talent of Wu Zu, perception is keen!"
A tall, thin man stepped out from behind a nearby tree.
He wore a meticulous back hair, a modest suit, and a deck of cards in his hand.
The cards are constantly flying up and down, dazzling.
"Meet for the first time, introduce yourself, a member of the contemptible Crimson Order, codenamed Magician."
"Nice to meet you!"
The man put away the cards in his hand and nodded towards Jiang Cheng.
He wears a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of narrow eyes.
There are few whites of the eyes and large pupils, giving people a sense of cunning and insidiousness
"Crimson?"
Jiang Cheng squinted, this name was not unfamiliar to him.
Crimson is a very extreme cult.
The members are all highly gifted lunatics......
If the night watchman is set up to guard the light.
The crimson exists to erode the light and merge into the darkness.
This group of lunatics believes that the world should be ruled by the Anomalous.
Ordinary people can only be reduced to slavery.
"Yes, our boss admires your talent and asked me to pick you up."
The magician smiled, with a hint of meaning in his tone.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."
Jiang Cheng bluntly refused.
He didn't want to be involved with a bunch of crazy people.
Crimson is inherently indistinguishable from a terrorist organization.
They often bring some monsters into the city and attack humans.
It has also caused monster riots many times in an attempt to capture the city
Countless people have died at their hands.
Joining Crimson means working against the authorities and being wanted.
It seemed that he didn't expect Jiang Cheng to reject him, and the magician's expression froze.
"Not interested?"
"How could you not be interested?"
"A genius like you is willing to be in the company of that group of waste?"
"Why don't you join us and change this world with us, adding a few shades of crimson to this bleak world that is only black and white!"
The more the magician spoke, the more excited he became, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
However, Jiang Cheng remained indifferent.
Looking into the eyes of the magician, it was as if he was looking at a retarded person.
Although the status of the awakened is above that of ordinary people, this does not mean that ordinary people do not contribute to this society.
On the contrary, a lot of modern technology is developed and manufactured by ordinary people.
Even on the front line of resisting the beast tide, there is no shortage of ordinary people.
Some of them joined the medical team to treat the wounded.
Some followed the large army to resist the monsters.
Abilities and ordinary people can be said to complement each other.
And these Jiang Cheng didn't say it, he knew that it was unreasonable to be with a madman.
"Is there anything else? I'll leave if it's okay. ”
Jiang Cheng shrugged and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Want to go?"
The magician seemed to be a different person at this time, and a demon seemed to be hidden under the gentleman's face.
"Since you can't bring it back if you're alive, you can only take your corpse back, so it's considered a complete task......"
"Ji Ji, the heir of Wu Zu, can kill such a genius with his own hands, it's exciting to think about it!"
"Card amplification!"
As the magician's words fell, a cloud of black and red qi appeared on him.
"Death Poker!"
Cards flew out of his hands, turning into daggers in the air, and stabbed at Jiang Cheng with a shining sword.
Jiang Cheng had already prepared, and the magic knife in his hand was blocked by a thousand blades, and the sword flicked away.
"You want to kill me?"
Jiang Cheng's face was gloomy, and these swords were fierce, all aimed at him.
"What's wrong with killing you?"
The magician sneered, "No matter how talented you are, you're just a low-level ability. ”
"Talent only determines the upper limit of your future, but it's a pity that you have no future!"
With that, the control cards flew out again.
The magic knife in Jiang Cheng's hand was unsheathed, attaching the power of thunder to the blade.
The entire body of the knife flashed with blue-purple electric patterns, making a baba sound, which looked chaotic and gorgeous.
In the next second, Jiang Cheng's figure disappeared in place in an instant.
The magician was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jiang Cheng's speed to be so fast.
He had also watched the video that night, and estimated that Jiang Cheng's strength was around the fourth-order ability.
But he didn't think a newborn could have that speed.