"How is it possible, obviously the gap in strength is so big, how can it be possible to suppress me with just one sword. Wait, what kind of sword is this? ”

If yesterday, when someone said that just by relying on a forbidden item, he could cross the gap between laws and regulations and restrict himself, Zhao Yan would only laugh.

"Ah, yes, yes, why don't you try?"

Equipment determinism is not uncommon in the world of professionals, and powerful forbidden items may not only make a high-end professional, but even allow a professional to build their own class system for it.

But there is also a limit, just relying on a quasi-rule, rule-level weapon to want to challenge the level, for the real rule powerhouse, the more the better. This free gift of high-end equipment, who doesn't like it.

But now, this kind of anti-common sense scene is right in front of my eyes!

"How is it possible, I can't control my own blood"

Zhao Yan, who vomited blood, had a face full of disbelief, he suspected that his ability to control blood had degenerated to an apprentice.

And what is even more incredible is that there is a "mentor" in front of him.

At this moment, this alien race, which has nothing to do with the blood path, actually skillfully used the homologous "blood mist" ability!

When he tries to pull the sea of blood around him and build his own blood blade and blood shield. Control was actually taken away by it! His own strength has actually become the blade of the other party!

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense. Even if this sword had this property, there was no reason why you would be so proficient in using it."

Ability is ability, knowledge is knowledge, and it takes time and experience to polish the use of skills, and when an ordinary person gets a rifle, he will be able to wear Yang in a hundred steps immediately, no matter how you look at it, there are problems.

At this moment, Damu, who was calmly wielding his sword, was surrounded by a sea of blood, as if a high-level professional of the same path was harnessing.

Those bloods are both shields and weapons, and the spiraling spiral of blood has become the strongest weapon for attack and defense.

What makes Zhao Yan incomprehensible is its incredibly powerful "control".

Every drop of blood has its own shape.

Every ball of blood has its own will.

It was as if there were countless invisible hands, showing the control of the "blood clan" that crushed Zhao Yan as a kind.

In the face of his own "superior existence", it is obviously extremely uncomfortable

"That, it's your end, it's your old enemy, your fate, and you're destined to die at its hands. Listen, it's thirsting to suck your blood, your life."

The hoarse voice was a hatred that could not be concealed, but the eyes that had lost focus seemed to be unable to see their mortal enemy clearly.

Dam's eyes were completely red, and his hair was completely gray.

There was a chill inside and out, and "freezing blood" was hurting himself while protecting him from being devoured by the other party.

And in order to completely cut off the survival of the absolute party and prevent the opponent from harvesting the key from the corpse, Dam even refused the "antidote" kindly offered by Mr. Annan.

It's just that at this moment, these words full of hatred are not just his personal will

[Daozhong's Resentful Last Words (two-handed heavy sword), Forbidden Relic, Rating: Quasi-Rule-level.] 】

[Daozhong, formerly known as Liu Daoxi, used to be an ordinary police officer until his police station was slaughtered, and witnessed the strength and fragility of the cultists. When he reappeared three years later, he was no longer the genius police officer with a heart full of justice, a pure blood villain. It's a walking dead who joins an organization that kills his colleagues and friends in order to survive, and gives up everything. 】

[But in the end, he seems to have been destined for his own destiny, and he was terminated by another young police officer in a foreign land]

[Daozhong: Can anyone tell me that I was wrong?] Or is the world wrong? Perhaps, we're all right, it's just that my luck isn't good. 】

Even the creator of this sword was a little embarrassed when he saw this explanation.

Perhaps, that little police badge, this is the root cause of his final mental breakdown, and he didn't even fight with his life.

Perhaps, this is his headwind moment, and if he can get past it, he can step into the rule level or even higher.

Unfortunately, he didn't cross the line, and instead achieved the quasi-regular rating of this relic weapon

[Function 1: The resentful spirit on the blood feast (quasi-rule level), when encountering a blood feast or a profession with a similar path, it will take the initiative to awaken a quasi-regular level wraith, which can use most of the blood feast high path abilities and has extremely high priority control of the blood element in similar battles. 】

[When in the "Wraith" state, this sword will greatly increase the damage of certain professions, with the effects of 'Must Hit', 'Vision', and 'Blood Plunder'.] This effect is enhanced as the target's 'Total Health' increases. 】

Just the first function is enough to see that the person "Daozhong" hates the most is still "the same kind".

And now, the red light on the sword is the effect of the resentful spirit being fully activated.

Its ability as a sword also increases with the opponent's "total number of lives (the number of lives eaten by the Blood Feast)". That is, the stronger the blood feast and the blood-sucking life professional, the more dangerous this sword will be.

Now, his opponent is Zhao Yan, a "glutton" that many blood banquet rule-level veterans can't match, and the power of this sword may have been activated to the extreme.

Being able to easily knock it down from the atomized state and seriously injure it with a sword, I'm afraid that even Damu, who was controlling it, didn't expect the effect to be so good.

And the other side of the power of contraindicated items is the side effects. It's just that the side effects of this sword make Lu Ping'an feel subtle himself.

[Side effect 1, Fear of Police (Quasi-Rule): The wielder will inexplicably have a strong sense of unease about the police, sheriffs and other order guards, and the level of fear will be positively related to the 'sin' of the wielder, and the time spent using the sword. 】

In a sense, I'm afraid that Dao Zhong is not peaceful. At the very least, his fear had been buried deep in the third gold coin, and it had been buried in the magic sword.

[Note: If the owner is a police officer or similar professional, this trait cannot be activated.] 】

In short, this sword is indeed cowardly.

But when it comes to its heavenly nemesis, it is powerful and terrifying.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Sun Yan is dead, and Zhao Yan, whose strength is actually slightly weaker, has already reached the end of the mountain.

In the final stage of madness, the "poisonous blood" he took may not be as much as Sun Gong, but it is definitely a lethal dose.

Now, when he encountered his old enemy again, every attack he attacked was seen through, and every time the blood element released from the outside became a sharp blade attacking him.

He still hasn't given up, he's still struggling to survive.

"Such a powerful weapon, it must be very costly, and it is not something that a weak person at the law level can use at will, his hair is visibly white, and this lion is losing his vitality!"

Zhao Yan was still holding on, he wanted to see who died first.

In fact, his guess was not wrong, many of the high-end items of the life system were killed before killing the enemy.

[Function 2: Daozhong's Remorse (Quasi-Rule)]

[Side effect 2: The resentment of the dead (quasi-rule level): The resentful spirit in the sword hates every living person, and any living person who holds a magic sword will not stop bleeding once it is injured, and its physical strength will be consumed at a high rate, and with the increase of use time, it will begin to lose life force at a high rate (Folding Life)].

Obviously, this is a magic sword that wants the sword master to go down to accompany him, a fierce sword with only malice.

"Die! For the sake of my people, for the sake of my children, for the sake of our past and our future."

"What a messy reason, the weak should become the bread of the strong, you should have died a long time ago"

The two sides were entangled, and the two wounded were fighting to the death with an extremely ugly face.

What they want, perhaps, is simply that their opponents die before they do.

And somewhere, someone who just wasted the quasi-rule-level "third gold coin" is playing with the rule-level "third gold coin" that has just arrived.

"Why don't you turn Daozhong's third gold coin into a ghost? Oh, you only need one spirit ghost of the same kind, there is a better choice, why waste it on him. ”

(End of chapter)