Chapter 133: The Remnant Reappears
"Damn ......"
This sudden turn of events did not surprise Wizard Zaglar at all.
This blonde boy would choose to jump into the abyss like this, and not follow them.
Then Wizard Zaglar wanted to do something, but it was completely too late.
"Does he already know something?"
After a brief moment of consternation, Wizard Zaglar fell into deep thought.
"No, the Demon Lord Apostle said very clearly, he doesn't know about this matter at all, what went wrong?"
Just as the wizard Zagral was puzzled, the goblin leader, Smergol the Decewer Dark Mist, also cleared the crowd and walked over with dozens of powerful berserk dwarves and goblins.
Seeing Smeagol coming with people and his menacing appearance, Wizard Zagral and Grom immediately showed a defensive look.
Sure enough, it's not that easy to work with deceiters.
"Oh...... I really didn't expect him to dare to jump into the abyss, but there are evil demons sleeping underneath, and there is no possibility for him to survive. ”
Smeagol sighed.
Then he looked left and right at the wolf cavalry gathered here, and there was a hint of sinister and cunning in his eyes.
There was a moment of silence, which made the atmosphere a little awkward, and then Smeagol laughed, turned his head to look at Wizard Zaglar and continued: "I didn't expect you to miscalculate, but I also paid thousands of goblins for this, I guess I won't be paid less, right?"
"Humph......"
Wizard Zagral snorted coldly, then took out five small animal skin pouches from his body and threw them to Smeagol and said, "The other five bags, after we get out safely, we will naturally give them to you." ”
"But why do I think it's more cost-effective to keep you here......?
After that, the body of the Deceiver Smeagol Dark Mist burst out with a fierce momentum close to the strength of the Great Order Realm.
Another sudden change made Wizard Zaglar's face sink, and he said coldly: "If you want to keep us, then you have to see if you have such ability." ”
"Oh, ability, I dare to say that now, I naturally have this ability, but ......"
Smeagol shook his head, then put away his momentum and said.
"But what?"
"But we've been living in this dark underground for hundreds of years, and if I cooperate with you to capture the fortresses of the Southern Kingdom and I want the Dwarven Valley, I don't think you should have a reason to refuse, right?"
"How do you know this?"
"Do you think you're the only one who has negotiated? It's just that they don't have enough leverage, if I can give up this underground cavern whose resources are about to be depleted, and let you launch a raid on the fortress of the Southern Kingdom from here, I think...... It would be more cost-effective for you and me to take what we need, right? You think about it first, and I'll give you time. ”
With that, Smeagol led the men slowly towards the center of the underground lair.
Not long after Smeagol walked out, Wizard Zagral finally made a decision after thinking about it, and he shouted to Smeagord: "Dwarf Valley, it's yours, but I also have conditions." ”
"If you want to go to the abyss to search, then please do it, don't blame me for not reminding you at that time, the demons of the abyss are not as simple as you think, hum hum ......"
Smeagol's voice was sharp and harsh, echoing back and forth in such an enclosed space, and for a moment in this underground cavern, like a demon from another world, hollow, cold, and chilling.
However, as soon as Smeagol left, no one noticed that a strange look of blood red flashed in his eyes, like the black panther under Eliface Levy, full of death and tyranny.
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In the abyss.
Lance, who had just jumped into the abyss, already had the mentality of dying rather than being a prisoner.
But in the process of falling, he was surprised to find that the sword of Sohana, which had been silent for a long time, finally reacted again.
This gave him hope of survival.
It seems that the sword of Sohana will only be activated by the mysterious power of the godhead when he is facing a mortal situation.
This time, the situation was still the same, and Lance was right.
Just as Lance was about to fall to the bottom of the abyss, the sword of Sohana, which was originally hanging in the scabbard at his waist, suddenly shone brightly, and a distant and vicissitudes of power burst out.
The familiar, scorching sensation is exactly the same as in the Irene Forest.
When Lance was about to fall to the ground, this force was like an invisible hand, gently catching Lance and placing him at the bottom of the abyss.
And at this moment, Lance suddenly felt that there were many very evil forces around him, surging from all directions.
The feeling of emptiness, coldness, and greed made Lance feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
"This is what General Patton said about the evil force?"
Lance thought to himself.
Just when a trace of uneasiness began to appear in his heart, the distant power in the sword of Sohana slowly entered Lance's body at the right time, soothing his somewhat uneasy heart.
Just as the power of Sohana's sword entered Lance's body, this power had automatically formed a protective shield of colorful light around Lance's body.
And the evil forces that surged around them, when they touched the protective shield, they actually seemed to be burned, and a trace of white smoke rose.
It seems that these black evil forces also feel the threat of this colorful energy to them, and they seem to be alive and begin to fear.
Probably out of greed for living creatures, although they did not dare to move forward, they also lingered around the shield, refusing to disperse.
It wasn't until Lance's mood calmed down that he began to look at the terrifying abyss.
Through the colorful light of the shield, Lance could see that under his feet, he was stepping on a dark red scorched earth, and on top of the scorched earth, Sensen's white bones could be seen everywhere.
Farther away, there was an endless darkness, as if there was no boundary.
"My old friend, you saved my life again!"
Lance muttered to himself after taking a rough look at his surroundings.
When he habitually put his hand on the sword of Sohana at his waist, he felt a void, which made him feel a panic in his heart.
"Hmm, what about the sword of Sohana?"
It's a weapon that has been with him since he began his adventures.
Not so much a weapon as a friend.
And a friend who has saved his life many times.
Just when Lance felt a trace of panic in his heart and was at a loss, he suddenly felt a burst of dizziness and trance.
He fainted under his feet.
Lance, who was supposed to be unconscious, seemed to be in an endless darkness at this time.
This feeling is completely different from the darkness of the abyss underground.
Here, he felt no danger, and there was a sense of familiarity.
"I ...... Where am I? In a dream? No, this is my spiritual world, I was here when I was in the Irene Forest. ”
After a brief moment of confusion, Lance suddenly remembered where this feeling came from.
It was the same feeling as when I was in Erin's Forest and I was talking to Orlando that night.
He subconsciously touched his waist again.
Thankfully, the sword of Sohana is still there.
Although he didn't understand why the sword of Sohana disappeared in the real world, as soon as he touched it again, the feeling of peace of mind returned.
At this moment, a strange and familiar voice sounded in the darkness.
"Guardian of the Continent, we meet again. ”
Following the prestige, a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness, and under the light, unsurprisingly, it was the "man" who wore scarlet mage robes, held a short bone staff, and looked exactly like Orlando.
"Is that you?"
"It's me, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, and it's under such circumstances, I don't know if I should be happy or sad?"
The inexplicable words of the people made Lance feel a little unpredictable.
Lance shrugged his shoulders helplessly at the visitor.
The meaning is obvious, I don't understand what you're saying.
The visitor smiled and walked slowly towards Lance.
This time, Lance did not draw his sword to face each other, but seemed to be extraordinarily relaxed like an old friend.
"I remember the last time you told me that your name is Lance, and now you are in a very dangerous situation, and if I don't show up in time, I'm afraid you have been devoured by the demons. ”
"Are those demons? Friend, can you tell me who you are first? It's tiring to communicate with asymmetrical information like this. ”
"Haha...... You're a lot like him, but you're a lot weaker than him. ”
The visitor looked around Lance and said in a joking tone.
Then he stood in front of Lance with a smile and continued: "I am this sword, the spirit of the seven swords condensed by the previous master, 'Sohana Grahad', and this is the only remnant of my sword that remains. ”
"'Sohana Grahad'?
Lance pulled out the sword of Sohana hanging from his waist and placed it in front of him to examine it carefully.
It turned out that the name of the previous sword owner was "Sohana", and it is estimated that the remaining sword spirit took the name Sohana Sword in honor of the sword owner.
Just as Lance was thinking, the remnant of the Spirit of the Seven Swords spoke again: "Yes, Sohana Grahad, he is an out-and-out hero, but unfortunately after he was defeated in the final battle, he was almost wiped out, and in the end, I luckily kept a wisp of remnant spirit, and a little fragment of Sohana's consciousness and godhead, which came to life." ”
"And ...... figure I saw in a trance when I fought Eliface in the Forest of Erin?"
"Yes, that's what little bit of consciousness my old buddy, Sohana Grahad, but after that time, that last bit of consciousness is gone!......"
No wonder, no wonder the Sword of Sohana has been silent since it came out of the Irene Forest.
Although there are some strange reactions occasionally, I'm afraid it's all because of the Spirit of the Seven Swords in front of me!
Looking at the face of the Spirit of the Seven Swords, there was an expression of endless sadness, and Lance could feel the affection between the Spirit of the Seven Swords and Sohana.
The Spirit of the Seven Swords looked at Lance with a somewhat stunned expression, he stretched out his hand and patted Lance's shoulder and said, "That's it, the past has long passed, Lance, I don't have much energy left, there is only so much I can do for you, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future." ”
"Wait, what are you going to do?"
Suddenly, a hint of uneasiness appeared in Lance's heart.
From the eyes of the Spirit of the Seven Swords, he saw determination and liberation.
Just as Lance was about to say something, the body of the Spirit of the Seven Swords suddenly dissipated, turning into bits of light and pouring into Lance's body.
Lance instinctively wanted to resist, but as soon as his thoughts came to him, the voice of the Spirit of the Seven Swords sounded in Lance's mind again: "In this underground abyss, there is a demon that has been sealed for a long time, you must be extra careful when you wake up." I'm going to use what little energy I have left to help you transform your body so that you can contain the remaining fragments of the Godhead of Soha, and hopefully one day, you will be able to reassemble these fragments and restore them to a full Godhead, goodbye, Lance. ”