Chapter 187: Twenty-Four The Sword of the Underworld
"What kind of monster is that, how can the children be born differently?"
According to Beowulf's account, the previous kings had killed giant wolves, giants, and water monsters, and he had killed half-human, half-demon monsters, and this time it was a golden dragon. After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice, "What the hell is this monster, and where can I find her?"
Beowulf shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know where she is, but we people have met her in different places. But since you kill the dragon, she'll let you find her. ”
"You mean you don't have to go to her at all, she'll come and seduce me?"
Beowulf nodded, and pointed to the two swords that Excellence had brought back: "Mage, these two swords are called Naglin, the other is called Huguang, and there is a shield of Yeat in the palace, which I asked the dwarven casting master to specially build, it is a little compensation from me, and I hope you can accept it." ”
Excellence knew what he meant, and if he accepted these things, it would mean that he had agreed to his request. However, although Excellence was annoyed that the old fellow was calculating himself, he was not averse to finding some banshee. He also wanted to see what was so strange about this banshee, and with his current cultivation, as long as it wasn't an overly powerful youkai, he could basically deal with it alone.
He had seen the black Nagrin Sword before, although it was also a good weapon, but it didn't have a machine spirit, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but it was another Lake Light Sword that had only one hilt left, and he didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, I heard Beowulf also mention it, grabbed the hilt of the sword and tried it, but did not notice the existence of the sword body, and said strangely: "Is there anything special about this sword, why can't I see the sword body?"
Beowulf was very proud of his weapon, and smiled proudly: "This is what makes it special, this sword is specially built by me for underwater combat, so the sword body must have water to be visible, and once the hilt is out of the human hand, it will soon automatically retract again." ”
"Oh, what's going on?"
Excellence was amazed, picked up the hilt of the sword and wanted to find some water to pour on, but suddenly his heart moved, and his hands carried the power of Xuanyin, only to see a flash of cold light, and the sword body instantly appeared. Excellence looked at this sword with great joy, and knew why it was called Huguang, because the sword body was completely blue, as beautiful as blue crystal.
He wanted to turn around and give this sword to Thetis, but the sword was too long, four feet away, and she was a little difficult to use, so he said, "Who did you find this sword for, is he still alive?"
When Beowulf heard that he had agreed to the Excellence, he slowly relaxed, so he told him the name and address of the dwarven casting master.
Excellence waved the lake light sword and danced a few times, feeling extremely handy, but it was a little regrettable that there was no instrument spirit, and he took out the ice spirit frost sword he had refined and compared it together, the two swords were all blue, just one was extremely cold, one was comfortable and natural, and his heart said that it would be good if the two of them were neutralized.
At this time, something strange happened, and I saw that the Ice Spirit Frost Sword trembled for a while, and then it actually merged with the lake light and became one.
Excellence Daqi, does this sword still understand its own meaning? So he picked it up and waved it a few times, and found that there was no frost qi on it, and with the power of Xuanyin, the surrounding air was cold again. The sword spirit was also very excited in the perception, as if he had finally found a good place to stay.
"Ha~!A good baby of human nature, the Xuanming Sword in the Five Elements Sword is there, and this trip to the North is not in vain. ”
Zhuo Zhuo thought about it and swung it twice, then put the sword away, and said with a smile: "Beowulf, thank you for your Huguang Sword, I agreed to the banshee's matter." ”
It's just that after speaking, he didn't hear back from the old guy, and when he looked down, he realized that he couldn't speak, opened his mouth a few times and nodded, and then died there with a smile.
"Since ancient times, beauties sigh for the twilight, heroes are not allowed to see white heads! Old guy, you are so old, and you killed a giant dragon, three points more tiger than Lao Huang Zhong, this life is worth it"
Excellence sighed, beckoned to Siegfried in the distance, and said, "You go and call the Wiglaf and them, and say that the old hero Beowulf has gone." ”
Siegfried agreed to ride a horse and run south, and just wanted to summon Beowulf's soul out, he suddenly felt another fluctuation of divine consciousness, and then a voice said: "Good sentence 'Since ancient times, beauties sigh for the twilight, and heroes are not allowed to see white heads', Beowulf is indeed right to entrust the aftermath to you." ”
Then there was a flash of silver light, and a horse fell silently from the sky in an instant, and it was the Valkyrie Slude that day that he had encountered.
"Alas, you are really punctual, are you just staring in the sky where there is a fight, where there is a hero who is going to die, where to rush?" Although Excellence knew that this was their duty, he still didn't like women who worked with corpses and souls all day long, and laughed and teased.
"Brave man from the south, don't say it so ugly, let you talk about us like corpse-eating vultures and jackals. ”
Sluder was not angry, but teased himself, and immediately made the words ridiculed by Excellence go on, but made the atmosphere not so heavy and stiff.
Zhuo Zhuo thought for a while and bowed, and said in a deep voice: "Goddess, since you know what Beowulf entrusted to me, you must also know about the banshee, she has been a disaster for so many years, and you gods don't care?"
Slude didn't expect him to ask this matter directly, he smiled rather embarrassedly, shook his head and said: "I don't know the specific things, but there are some things that the gods are inconvenient to meddle in, it depends on whether you can solve it yourself." ”
When Excellence heard that the secret way was not good, the gods were unwilling to interfere in the matter, either there was a great backer behind him, or it was an extremely difficult monster, which of the two things was enough for him to drink a pot, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was holding it up.
At this time, Slude had already summoned Beowulf's soul and received it into the scepter, helped his body to the horse again, looked at Excellence and smiled: "Mr. Excellence, what are you not satisfied with, at worst, you can be a king, and it is possible that you have really solved this problem!"
Excellence said that the king is so rare, Lao Tzu was originally the eldest prince of Athens, but he was not interested. But there is no need to say this, and said with a smile: "Haha, thank you Valkyrie Jiyan, it's just that if I die in battle, I have to ask the goddess to take care of me!"
"Giggles, I just want to take care of it more, and your sister next to you won't agree, right?" Slude slapped the white horse with a smile, and flew straight into the northern sky with one person and one horse.
"Extraordinary, it seems that the gods here know everything we do!" said Thetis as she came to Excellence's side.
"Hehe, I know everything about it, I was still thinking of Arthurgard to see what was so strange about the Divine Court!"