Magic Sword, the well-informed Ruiz gave this weapon an appraisal, and roughly told Mo Yan the origin of this sword. The sword was forged a long time ago, by an alchemist named Solomon, who summoned seventy-two powerful demons from hell to complete the casting of the entire sword with their souls.

According to Ruiz's knowledge, Solomon also has fragments and words about the records in the remains of some elven libraries in ancient times. This alchemist, who is said to be the greatest alchemist in history, has reached the realm of god in alchemy. Whether it is the forbidden alchemy of resurrecting the dead or the philosopher's stone that can make people immortal, it was invented by this great alchemist.

And his own identity is not ordinary, he is the king of an ancient kingdom that is no longer verifiable, and it is said that the kingdom is extremely prosperous under his leadership, and it is one of the few kingdoms controlled by humans. Even the elves who occupied the entire continent couldn't help it. With a huge treasure in his possession, he could have been a wise monarch or a great spellcaster in history.

But he made a wrong decision thousands of years ago, and he was obviously given such a talent by the gods. Suddenly wanting to disobey the expectations of the gods, he not only forged this weapon, which was said to be used to slaughter the gods, but also began to build a tower that could reach the sky. The greatest spellcaster in history wants to go to the divine realm and compete with the gods.

The construction of the tower was originally a smooth event, and the gods did not hinder it in any way. Even the mighty Elven Empire sent supplies to help, but just as the Tower of Babel was about to be completed, Solomon destroyed it with his own hands. The tower, which used a lot of precious materials, was reduced to a pile of ruins in a single day, and the great spellcaster who performed such a feat disappeared into the long river of history with countless treasures.

"You don't have to tell me about this Solomon. Mo Yan snorted and looked at Ruiz and said, "I've always hated history and everything, anyway, it's some people who are dead and don't even know the dust in that person's stomach." If you have this time to know what he's done, you might as well tell me if you can use this sword. ”

"After Solomon's disappearance. Ruiz smiled and stroked his beard and thought for a moment, and he saw a summary of the knowledge in the various ruins and said: "This magic sword called God-killing has brought killing and blood every time it appears in the eyes of the world in the years that followed. No one can control it except Solomon, and anyone who uses the soul of the seventy-two demon gods in this magic sword will be corrupted by the power of the demons, and eventually become a monster that only knows how to kill and finally die a painful death. ”

Mo Yan looked at the god-killing demon sword placed on the table in front of him, and thought about Blackbeard, who had completely turned into a monster. I don't know what to do. This sword is the best weapon Mo Yan has encountered so far. Even the weapon that is said to be the strongest Chosen Warrior on the continent is nothing more than a hard lump of mud in front of it.

What's more, this sword was originally designed to kill gods, although Mo Yan thought that those gods of the god realm would be handed over to the goddess behind him, but he couldn't guarantee what kind of accident would occur, and there was absolutely no harm in having such a weapon by his side. And if there is one thing that is the most aggrieved in this world, it is that it is "hard" to get a good weapon, but it is not something that you can equip yourself.

And speaking of the blackbeard who had completely turned into a monster, Mo Yan thought that he definitely died because of his fate. No matter where the power brought to him by the magic sword is placed on the continent, it can be regarded as a level that can destroy cities. Elsewhere, it may be able to climb the Demon King's leaderboard and become a powerful creature that must be defeated by the Chosen Warriors.

But Blackbeard had a grudge against Mo Yan, and his luck was not good. If Mo Yan hadn't decided to open a mine in Yulik Mountain, but had chosen another place, maybe he wouldn't have been able to find a ruin there in a few decades, and if Mo Yan hadn't found the ruins, he wouldn't have gone in, and if he hadn't found the ruins, he wouldn't have ...... Well, all in all, if Blackbeard only needs to be in the morning for half a year, Mo Yan has not yet entered the ruins to release Ellie. Although he will still be forced to become a monster by Mo Yan's mouth cannon, it will not be an easy battle for Mo Yan, and it may even really snatch Belica who fell to the side.

"Is the power of the demigods so powerful?" Mo Yan looked at Ellie who was eating lollipops on the side and thought, "Then how powerful should those gods who are locked up in the divine realm and can't get out?" ”

"This is your first sincere prayer. Mo Yan's mind sounded the voice of the goddess for a long time: "Are you worried about those creatures who have broken into this world?" You can rest assured about this, the laws of the divine realm are added by me to the framework of the world's foundation, and if you want to break free from there, you are tantamount to fighting against the whole world, and they are the ones who manage the world. ”

Then they are fighting against themselves. Mo Yan made a conclusion for the goddess in his mind, for this goddess who only appeared in his coma or deep dreams, Mo Yan could finally contact her in reality.

"This magic sword forged by Solomon is not yet in its full form. The beautiful voice of the goddess continued to echo in Mo Yan's mind: "In this long time, it has lost its most important part. There were only a dozen demon souls left in the magic sword, which was far from the power he should have been able to exert. ”

"Isn't this a complete power?" Mo Yan looked at the god-killing demon sword on the table and thought, "Then the power you gave me is not too strong, the monster created by this incomplete magic sword, I already have some difficulty fighting against it, if it is a complete form, then wouldn't I be completely abused?"

Mo Yan's sudden silence made everyone present stop moving. Ruiz looked at Mo Yan who was sitting there, motionless like a sculpture, with a curious expression, not knowing what was going on in his heart. Ellie stopped playing with Jones, looked at the minotaur and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"It's fine. The minotaur suddenly raised his head, looked at the people who were staring at him one by one, smiled and said, "It's just that I suddenly understood something, and now I know what to do with this long sword, Ruiz you can go back and continue to work on your business." So saying, the minotaur picked up the sword on the table and left the room where the guests were resting, while the goddess was still talking to him in his mind.

"The demon soul in this sword is not something difficult to deal with. The goddess in her mind said, "The reason why his host was all corrupted by its power and eventually turned into a monster that can only kill." It's because mortal souls can't resist the temptation of demons, but now you are different. Your soul has been devoured by the power of witchcraft, and you have been strengthened so that you will not listen to these demons. ”

The demonic words spoken by the goddess had been known to Mo Yan since he came into contact with this magic sword, and the vague words that seemed to exist in his ears all the time were full of women's moans and thick gasps, tempting him to do something he didn't want to do. Mo Yan just felt a little annoyed by these voices, but his own will was not affected in the slightest, and the three-year confrontation with the power of witchcraft in the dream realm made his soul strong enough.

"But these things are annoying. While enduring the whispers in his ear, Mo Yan, who was talking to the goddess, came to the balcony of the White House and saw the location of the Thunder Cliff Temple, and his thick feet jumped up with great force, jumping towards the square in front of the temple, and smashed the complete stone slab into a depression on the ground.

In the distance, a craftsman clinging to a stone slab sat down in fright at the sound of the minotaur falling. But after seeing that it was Mo Yan, they bowed their heads one by one to show their respect and respect. But...... In fact, he was secretly scolding the minotaur in his heart, why didn't he take the ordinary road but use the jump, and hurt himself for the stone slab that was trampled on by the minotaur, and it would take a lot of effort to restore it to its original state.

Striding into the temple where no "human" existed, Mo Yan, under the guidance of the white werewolf, who was now the bishop of the temple, walked to the statue of the largest goddess in the hall, put the black long sword on the altar full of flowers, and waited for the goddess to remove the debuff from the long sword.

Surrounded by a group of werewolves and horned demons in white robes, as well as other monsters who were priests of the goddess temple, a faint blue halo was projected from the dome and shone on the minotaur standing next to the altar. Mo Yan looked at these star-like points of light around him, and asked suspiciously in his mind, "Didn't you say that you want to get rid of that annoying whisper, why did you shine the light on me?"

But before the goddess could reply to Mo Yan, the tall minotaur fainted and fell to the ground. One by one, the monsters who were silently reciting strange words lifted the tall body of the minotaur and placed it next to the god-killing sword on the altar. One by one, they tore off their robes and took out cross-engraved weapons to guard them.

After falling unconscious, Mo Yan came to a void, and in this circular scene, seventy-two black stars surrounded him in a circle. Only a dozen of the seventy-two stars were bright, and most of the others were meteorite-like, cratered and without any light.

"What's the situation?" Mo Yan looked at himself and turned back into a human body, and this strange scene asked the void, "Do you want me to use this body to fight those demon spirits like the witchcraft again?"

"That's right. The voice of the goddess sounded in the void, and the words were still ethereal, but Mo Yan heard something else: "If you want those demons not to bother you, then the easiest way is for you to defeat them one by one with your own hands, and this will also be another tempering for your soul, so that you can withstand more powerful power." ”

"Okay. After listening to the goddess's explanation, Mo Yan nodded helplessly and said, "But at least give me a weapon, right? Last time, you could still show guns and other things, but now you haven't given me anything." Do you want me to fight against these ancient and powerful demon souls with my bare hands?"

"Here you go. A fruit knife appeared in mid-air and landed in Mo Yan's hand, and opposite him was an unusually large-looking two-winged demon.

(To be continued)