This sword of red flame...... Was it as simple as that I pulled it out?

Under the moonlight, Xia Ming looked at the two-handed big sword that he had pulled out, and his expression looked a little puzzled.

This sword is silver-white all over, reflecting the moonlight slightly in the night, there is no flame rising on it, and it looks nothing strange, it is an ordinary big sword.

This sword can't be fake, right?

Xia Ming looked at the ice under his feet, and the spiritual energy touched it, and he felt a chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

At least the ice is real.

He inserted the sword back, and the sword stood in the ice and merged with it.

He drew his sword again, and the Red Flame Sword that was locked in the ice was silky and smooth as if it had come out of its scabbard, and it was gently and delicately held in his hand.

He stared at the Red Flame Sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then inserted the sword back in.

After a while, he reached out again and drew his sword.

Plug it back.

Pull it out.

Plug it back.

Pull it out.

So back and forth, there was no stagnation at all, so that he didn't know whether to suspect that the sword placed here was fake, or if he suspected that everyone in the Northland and the Ember Organization had jointly woven a huge lie to deceive people, in fact, anyone could pull out this sword of red flames?

Of course, if you think about it, you know that this is not possible.

So......

Isn't the Valkyrie Theresia, I'm the real Valkyrie?

A ridiculous thought flashed through Xia Ming's mind.

No, how is that possible.

He quickly shook his head and removed the absurd idea from his mind, there was no me in the original real world in this history, and the red-haired Valkyrie who saved the Northland must be Theresia.

It's just that although I can draw a sword, it doesn't seem to be going to respond to me.

Xia Ming looked at the Red Flame Sword in his hand, which was held in his hand like a dead thing, without showing any spiritual energy.

But everyone in the Northland knows that this weapon, which has accompanied the Valkyries of the previous generations of battles for a lifetime, contains the last power and inheritance of the Valkyries of the previous generations.

He remembered what Ruger had said.

Personality and will are not needed above the god throne, and the Sword of Red Flame has never chosen its master, it does not need a master.

All it needs is a machine that can carry its power, a tool and replica that is exactly the same as the previous Valkyrie in terms of personality, temperament, strength and will.

It's rejecting me, but why is it being pulled out by me?

Xia Ming frowned and spoke to the Red Flame Sword in his hand:

"Sword of Red Flame, Sword of Red Flame, since you have been pulled out by me, how about showing me your power?"

The night was cold and silent, and the Sword of Red Flame was still as silent as a dead thing.

Xia Ming's fingers gently stroked the sword body like sympathetic palms, and whispered to it:

"I've been restrained for so long, you actually want to release the fire in your heart, come, good boy, show me."

The Red Flame Sword's response was silent.

Xia Ming flicked his fingers on the sword body, and his fingers touched the cold metal sword body, making a crisp snapping sound in the dark night.

As if teaching a naughty and disobedient child, he smiled and flicked its forehead while whispering a threat to it:

"Locked in this piece of ice for decades, you must be very lonely and lonely, you have been bound in this extremely cold ice, even if many people come to try, but no one can hold you, pull you out, warm you, use you, some are just disappointed again and again, just taste the cold alone in such a late night."

"Although I don't know why I can pull you out, if you don't even want to release this little kindness, then I have to continue to put you back in the ice, and let you continue to endure the cold and lonely cold for I don't know how many years it will continue, you don't want to do this, right?"

Seeing that the Red Flame Sword in his hand still had no reaction, Xia Ming was not discouraged, and the corners of his mouth rose even more.

"Well, since you want to do this, then I can't help it. If you refuse to show me your worth, then you are useless to me. You think I'm going to put you back in the ice? Something as useless as yours, I usually throw it in the corner of a firewood house and pile it up with the useless garbage. ”

Xia Ming described the future with a look on the Red Flame Sword:

"Think about such a future, you obviously have great power, you are expected to be worshiped by countless Northland people, and you who symbolize the Valkyrie of the first generation, you are forgotten in the corner without paying attention, buried by the wind and snow, gradually corroded and polluted by rust, the smooth and beautiful body has become pitted by the erosion of time, and the tough and sharp body has become extremely fragile, and it can be broken by one foot......"

Before he could finish his words, the Red Flame Sword, which had been motionless like a dead thing, suddenly shook violently, and a ray of light emitted from the sword, and the red flame suddenly bloomed from the blade like a blooming red lotus, as if a brilliant firework exploded in the dark night.

"Ha, now you know how to show me your power? It's late. ”

Xia Ming smiled coldly and inserted the sword back into Zhen Bing.

In an instant, all the flames and brilliance froze in the air as if they were suddenly frozen, and the red lotus was just about to bloom, and the fireworks were about to bloom, but they were all forced to shrink back into the sword body after the sword body was inserted back into the ice.

The blade of the Red Flame Sword was half stuck in the ice, and half was standing in the air, as if stunned.

After a while, the hilt at the end of it trembled slightly, as if expressing anger, but Xia Ming had already turned around and left.

Let's go!

I can't take the things in the dream world with me, it's just a matter of playing, not to mention that this is a weapon that belongs to Theresia, how can I take away people's love?

Am I that kind of person?

After Xia Ming left.

A figure gradually stepped out of the dark shadows.

Tried looked at the Red Flame Sword standing in the ice with a solemn expression, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and grasped the hilt of the sword.

The spiritual energy of his whole body was stored in his palm, and he used all his strength, but the sword of red flame in the ice still did not move.

He failed to draw his sword.

"Why...... Will it be? He muttered to himself in a daze.

At the same time, at the moment when the Red Flame Sword erupted with a trace of spiritual energy, to the north of the Northland, on the top of an extremely cold snow-capped mountain somewhere, a figure that was locked in countless ice seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened its eyes.

"You are awake, king."

The evil dragon folded its massive gray and white wings and prostrated beneath the throne made of ice.

All the wind and snow in heaven and earth have come to a standstill, and time and space seem to be frozen in these cold eyes.

The Ice King didn't respond, just silently stared at the gray landscape in the distance, and after a moment, he slowly closed his eyes again.

The evil dragon flew away from the snow-capped mountains and flew towards the south.

(End of chapter)