With the pure thunder attributes, the super destructive piercing rules, the unique javelin true form, and the "static weakness" and "damage deepening" that all these put together, the javelin in Caesar's hand may have surpassed the scope of an artifact. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Caesar had a feeling in his heart that that was not all.

He lowered his head and stared intently at the javelin lying quietly in the palm of his hand, reining in all the sharpness and brilliance, the javelin did not look dazzling, only simple.

The body of the spear took on a navy blue color, with occasional flashes of fish-like sheen on the smooth surface.

I don't know why, when Caesar saw such a light, he heard a silent breath, the breath from the javelin.

It's as if the javelin in your hand is not a dead thing, but has a life of its own.

Caesar's gaze deepened and deepened, and at last he almost saw the inside of the barrel of the spear.

But apart from the breath that only he could feel, there was no special reaction.

Caesar took a breath and closed his eyes.

After a moment, he reopened his eyes and muttered, "Since you can't communicate directly, then...... Let's go to the original place. ”

The original place.

Back in the south, after a series of events, Caesar had already recalled a lot of things.

If I remember correctly, the source of the javelin in my hand is the meaning of the five punctures.

And the source of the meaning of the five piercing paths is a peculiar rune.

The rune existed when Caesar woke up in the forest after losing his memory.

Caesar couldn't remember where the rune had come from, and now he knew where it had come from—the place where the dragon woke up for him.

In the previous Great War, the Dragon's Awakening Land was once again open to Caesar.

Caesar held the javelin in his hand, straight forward, like a key piercing a door lock, and slowly poked the tip of the spear into the void in front of him.

The unique aura of the Dragon's Awakening Land came to his face, and Caesar's people were still standing still on the surface of the lake, but their minds had entered the Dragon's Awakening Land lightly.

The Land of the Dragon's Awakening is still so sacred and quiet.

In the flame of the altar in the center, the little dragon is like a baby in swaddling clothes, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Caesar stood in front of the flames for a moment before withdrawing his gaze, feeling that he had not yet been able to awaken the little creature in front of him, which felt so familiar.

Bypassing the flames of the altar, we made our way to the edge of the Dragon's Awakening.

The platform-like place of the dragon's awakening was surrounded by a blank void and mist.

A long ladder starts at the edge of the Dragon's Awakening Land, and then goes all the way into the void, looming in the white void mist.

At intervals of the ladder, there will be a small platform.

In the past, Caesar, on the first level of high platform, obtained the ability of the Slow Pupil similar to the slow claw of the little dragon, in fact, both of which are weakened versions of "static weakness".

On the second high platform, Caesar got the one hundred and twenty magical physical movements, which made him almost invincible in the process of rescuing Teacher Lan in the Northern Kingdom.

Of course, Caesar still can't remember these things.

Step by step, he walked up the long ladder slowly, but surely, feeling it carefully, thinking about it seriously but not too forcefully.

Caesar grew higher and higher, and the invisible pressure that naturally existed on the stairs grew, and finally he reached the third level, which was the limit of what he could currently reach.

In the farther direction, two or three more platforms were faintly visible, and then the long ladder seemed to come to an end.

The former Caesar, before he lost his memory, was able to set foot in this third layer.

Although he has lost a lot of memories now, he has gained the power of the rules with the loss of memory, and his strength has actually increased greatly, and he should have the opportunity to climb to a higher platform.

But at the moment, Caesar was not in a hurry.

He just raised his eyes in the direction of the end of the ladder, stared for a moment, then withdrew his gaze without hesitation, and then sat down on the third platform.

"Feeling...... It's peculiar. ”

Caesar muttered.

The third platform is about the middle of the long ladder, sitting here, looking up at the road ahead, looking down at the place where the dragon awakens, through the fog, it also feels very far away.

It's like sitting in the clouds, unsettled, but not lonely.

The surrounding fog flowed quickly and slowly, and from the dragon's awakening below, these weapons were white, but sitting here and looking at it again, I don't know why, the fog in Caesar's eyes occasionally reflected a seven-colored light, like a rainbow.

Caesar rarely relaxed himself, and enjoyed for a while the feeling of being alone but feeling like returning home.

Then he shook his head, collected his thoughts, and set his eyes on a rune on the third platform in front of him.

The first platform gave Caesar the Slow Pupil.

The second platform gave Caesar an unknown one hundred and twenty physical postures.

What the third platform gave him was this rune whose meaning was unknown, but it triggered the fivefold piercing meaning in the body, and caused them to merge into one, and finally formed the true form of the javelin.

This is the source of the invincible javelin in Caesar's hand today.

Caesar used his eyes to look deeply into the mysterious runes.

The cascading runes are actually a huge formation, changing every moment, and each moment seems to express a different meaning, deducing a completely different life and death.

But Caesar ignored all the intricacies that were wrapped around the outer layer, as if he didn't care about the rules of the javelin's true form, and only cared about the final weapon effects.

Keep looking deeper, deeper.

Until a certain moment, when Caesar felt that he could no longer go deeper, his gaze flew upwards violently, as if he had entered a huge space, and soared into the air uncontrollably!

And then......

Caesar saw, or could not say, to see, but to read, or to feel, a name in a particular sense that was not within the five senses.

A name hidden deep in the deepest recesses of the rune, as the source of the javelin weapon.

At this moment, Caesar, who was on the lake in the Surha war zone, softly pronounced the name in a voice that only he could hear: "Cyan...... Indignant...... Angry ......"

This soft muttering sounded like a meaningless murmur.

In fact, Caesar himself did not realize that when he pronounced the name, the name of the javelin, which I don't know if it was the real name of the javelin, it was not in the language of this world at all!

There was a trance in front of him, light and shadow flew by, and his mind seemed to fly out of the place where the dragon woke up, and returned to Caesar's body.

He felt tired, tired, indescribably tired, yet he felt indescribable joy.

Then, he fainted.

With a smile on his lips, he threw his head up into the lake, but did not sink.

The javelin came out of Caesar's hand on its own, and gently rested on his waist, like a small boat, and slowly he reached the lake.

Then the spear jumped lightly and fell into Caesar's palm again, looking quaint and still, but it seemed to have a moment of dreamlike brilliance. (To be continued.) )