"Wait." Seeing Xia Yu walking towards the face of the Dead Prince with a heavy hammer in his hand, Roger hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What for?" Xia Yu turned his head strangely, "Isn't this obvious?" I'm going to forge weapons. ”

No, I don't really think you're forging weapons, and why are you forging weapons here!

Roger muttered in his heart, but his body quickly stepped forward and walked next to Xia Yu.

"Sorry, can you let me investigate first? I'm interested in the products left over from the night of the Black Knife Conspiracy's assassination. ”

"Hmm...... No way. Xia Yu shook his head bluntly, "You said you want to investigate and see, can you resist that rich curse?" ”

"It's not that I look down on you, but no matter how you look at it, you don't seem to have the means to resist."

Xia Yu's merciless words made Roger's face darken, but what the other party said was right, he really had no way to resist the curse of death.

He had only thought about investigating the products left over from the night of the conspiracy, and he had no regard for his own safety, and as long as he survived, there would be no other problems.

"Then your forging shouldn't have any effect on this corpse, right?" Roger asked cautiously.

Xia Yu smiled and said nothing, Roger's heart sank, he already knew the answer.

"Is that okay......

"No, you can't." Xia Yu didn't wait for Roger to finish speaking, and directly interrupted him, "You don't have the strength to resist the cursed death, don't think about studying the corpses here, otherwise you will be cursed to death." ”

"But ......"

"No, but!" After Xia Yu finished speaking, he directly reached out to help Roger turn around, and then pushed him to the entrance, "Wait for me obediently, if you don't bother me, I can tell you something I know." ”

"Now, go over to you."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yu pushed hard, and Roger staggered back to the entrance, and then looked at Xia Yu who picked up the hammer again with some worry.

He wanted to do something, but in the face of such a strong and fierce person, he had little way to deal with it.

Glancing at the half-wolf and the Hound Knight leaning against the entrance, Roger sighed faintly, leaning on the other side and waiting for the end.

I hope he won't lie to me, looking at Xia Yu's back, Roger thought silently.

On the other side, Xia Yu, who stepped into the range of the Dead Prince's face, immediately felt a strong aura of death entangled.

It was the curse of death that had been generated from Godwin's corpse since his death, and the face of the dead prince who remained here was also full of this curse.

Although it is called cursed death, the actual name of the magic ring world is sudden death, but because the black soul world also has a similar curse called cursed death, Xia Yu is also used to calling the curse here cursed death.

And cursing death sounds more handsome than sudden death, at least Xia Yu thinks so.

"Hey, it's a curse."

Feeling the curse that gradually wound around his body, Xia Yu mobilized the magic power in his body, and in an instant, the surface of his body shook with a golden light, and the curse that was wrapped around him was also immediately dispersed.

This was something he had worked on with his prayer teacher, Colin, and the new protective prayer had the effect of expelling the accumulation of curses.

Although the curse of death is powerful, it is still within the scope of the curse.

As Xia Yu walked step by step to the center of the dead prince's face, the rich curse of death soared again, and a little blood and tears actually appeared in the originally rotten and empty eyelids.

"Sure enough, he's still alive."

Xia Yu stepped on the squirming octopus face under his feet, if this face is cut with a knife, plasma will appear, the soul is dead, and no matter how much the body is infused with vitality, it is impossible to resurrect.

If you think about it carefully, the worlds are really different, if this is in the Nir world, the dead prince would have already given birth to a new consciousness, how could it be like this.

But it's precisely because of the different worlds that there are so many different wonderful stories.

Xia Yu suppressed all the thoughts that popped up in his heart, at least for now, he just wanted to forge weapons.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu took out the immortal slash and worship tears, and as soon as the tears appeared, the scarlet miasma actually overflowed from the scabbard, intertwining with the surrounding power of cursed death.

But before the two could merge, Xia Yu was shocked and cried, and the entanglement was instantly dispersed.

Looking at the tears that had calmed down, Xia Yu was a little speechless, how did this knife feel spiritual, and it would be entangled with the breath of death.

Wait, could this knife really have a sword spirit? Well...... I can talk to Natsujiro to see if he can cultivate a sword spirit.

Tsk, the sword spirit who hopes to worship tears is a nine-foot man with red hair and black skin and a bee waist, preferably with a demon-like muscular back, or a homo.

The faded Xia Yu fantasized maliciously,

In another world, Wei Ming Xia Yu suddenly scratched his head with some doubts, how could he feel that someone was maliciously nagging him, this feeling still came from his soul.

"What's wrong? Yu, are you a little nervous about going to the battlefield for the first time? ”

Next to Reeda Xia Yu, Reeda Genichiro is wiping his new bow, since he was amplified, the original old bow has gradually been unable to keep up with his pace, and now the bow in his hand was forged for him by his good brother Xia Yu.

He didn't expect his younger brother to be forged, and thinking of his brother who was gradually all-powerful, Genichiro sighed a little, his originally weak brother no longer needed his protection.

It's good.,Then I'll leave the chores to my younger brother.,Even the lord of the country can let the younger brother inherit.,He learned from the grandfather of the two.,It's good to drink and have fun every day.,I believe my brother will be able to understand him.。

Hearing Xian Ichiro's concern, Xia Yu shook his head: "It's okay, although it's the first time on the battlefield, I won't lose to you." ”

It's just that Xia Yu doesn't know what Xian Ichiro thinks at the moment, otherwise he will immediately flee back to the inner city of Reeda, who loves to be the lord of the reeded country, he just wants to have fun every day like Reeda Yixin.

At this moment, the two brothers of Ashina had surprisingly the same thoughts, and they both wanted to push each other into the position of the lord of Ashina, and then do nothing for themselves every day.

……

In the magic ring world, Xia Yu, the fading one, suppressed the malicious fantasy in his heart, and then carefully analyzed the structure of the tears with his divine sense.

Under the analysis of the divine sense, the structure of the tear worship knife body, the traces of forging, including the rich death power inside, were carefully dissected by him.

When he entered the state of learning, all kinds of thinking collisions were carried out in the spiritual world, and every time he got a conclusion, he could go further in the analysis of tears.

Because this kind of analysis takes place in the mind, no matter how long it takes for the mental world to pass, it is still a moment on the outside.

From Roger's point of view, Xia Yu first walked to the center of the dead prince's face, and then took out a long knife with a dark red scabbard out of nowhere, and then, the other party put away the long knife thoughtfully.

Then the hammer, which had been held by the other party all along, suddenly ignited an orange-red flame.

My dream: to be able to do nothing every day~

(End of chapter)