Chapter 71

On the blade of the magic sword, countless venomous magic energy spewed out from the black crystal called the "magic eye".

The dark and evil mana "flowed" down from the sword like a waterfall of smoke.

Then it turned into several poisonous snakes, opened its slender blood-colored eyes, shot greedy rays of light, and meandered towards the bookstore owner.

Even though Joseph knew how powerful the owner of the bookstore was, Lin Jie still didn't move when he saw that the mana was about to entangle him, and he couldn't help feeling tense.

When the ancient kingdom still existed, the legendary Elven King Kendela was an existence comparable to gods.

Not at the level of gods, but gods.

Among the various lost and incomplete ancient documents, such a similar paragraph is recorded-"Kandra used the lion and the eagle, and thousands of people supported him. He lifted up the light and flames, like the sun, against the current, to the Throwed by the gods who bring the lightless night."

He is the one who goes upstream in the age of no light, the only one who dares to challenge the nameless god.

Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

Even so, the only power left by him is still so powerful.

After Kendela's death, his huge resentment, together with his soul, entwined on the long sword and turned into a frightening curse of madness.

Even after thousands of years of baptism, nothing has changed.

Anyone who touches the magic sword will be infected by this plague-like curse.

Even the Radiant Great Knights of the Secret Ritual Tower, who had undergone strict training, were suffering from the curse. Without exception, they all gradually went mad and died in the end.

The owner of the bookstore is undoubtedly powerful, but the curse of the magic sword is helpless even at the god level. Otherwise, why would the Secret Ritual Tower artificially seal this powerful cursed sword.

Joseph's eyes moved along with the snake-like magic energy, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little.

This is not only a kind of nervousness, but also a feeling similar to the lottery draw, an illusion of witnessing the war between gods and gods that has spanned thousands of years in this small bookstore.

Fuck! He swore that even if it was the most thrilling battle in his life, he had never experienced such unstable emotions.

Joseph clenched his fists tightly and watched the tumbling mana swarming up. The owner of the bookstore still didn't move, and was still looking at the long sword intently.

In just an instant, the poisonous snake in the front almost touched Lin Jie's hand.

Lin Jie looked at the sharp and bright long sword, his attention was attracted by the words on it, he frowned and wanted to take a closer look, and turned his head to stare at the sword.

The red rose on the counter trembled and revealed its inner eyeballs, which looked at the magic sword in fear, and shrank and closed the buds.

Joseph couldn't help holding his breath.

But at this moment, behind the owner of the bookstore, between the bookshelves that were not illuminated by the light on the counter, in the dark cracks, a deeper shadow suddenly emerged.

The invisible darkness swelled and twisted, squirming and expanding outward against the bookshelf. Although Joseph couldn't see what it was, he instinctively felt a chill.

That huge darkness occupied the space of the bookshelf behind the owner of the bookstore, it was three meters high...or even bigger.

Joseph, who witnessed this scene, felt a little dizzy. Are the eyes or limbs crawling in the darkness?

Before he could think about it, he saw from the shadows, next to the bookstore owner's attentive face, a small pitch-black tentacle stretched out, and the eyes on it opened.

This scene is a horror that ordinary people can't imagine and can't think about.

At the intersection of light and shadow, the owner of the bookstore stood under the light and held a sharp long sword. Behind him was an indescribably bloated darkness. In the indistinct chaos, only a tiny tentacle protruded from it. Come out and reveal your evil form to the light.

Joseph shuddered, and then saw the tentacle touch the "magic eye" crystal, and then submerged under the surface of the crystal.

The swift and fierce attack of those magical energy stopped abruptly, then trembled violently, then disintegrated into a black mist, and then was violently "pulled" back into the "magic eye".

Beneath the crystal's perfectly cut surface, foul mana seethed and boiled violently.

But this time it was no longer excitement, but fear and panic.

If I had to describe it, it would be like the prey caught by a murderer in a horror movie. When they were dragged and about to be killed, their strong desire to survive prompted them to slap the glass window of the secret room over and over again. ...

Joseph could almost hear their silent cries and screams through the ether.

He watched the magic energy in the "magic eye" struggle weaker and weaker, and finally became completely silent, seemingly devoured, and suddenly felt that they were a little... pitiful.

The tentacles were "satisfied with wine and food" and retracted into the darkness.

In an instant, Joseph saw countless star-like eyes blinking at the same time in the darkness.

The next moment, everything returned to normal.

The darkness between the bookshelves is still just a shadow formed by the light.

In fact, Lin Jie only squinted his eyes to look at it, and he vaguely felt that the lower part of the sword had become a bit darker.

At the same time, he felt that he was still a little dazzled - the sword seemed a little dirty.

Lin Jie felt a little confused just now, and tried to adjust the angle of the sword, only to find that the entire sword body became brighter again, as if a layer of special effects had been added to it.

The blackness that had looked like dirt before had disappeared.

When he looked at the hilt of the sword, he felt that the black crystal inlaid in the center seemed to be more transparent.

"what?"

Lin Jie looked at the movement of the long sword for a while, feeling that the sword would have different effects from different angles, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Interesting."

He smiled and praised again: "Mr. Joseph, your sword is really interesting. I thought it was dirty, but I didn't expect it to be just part of the craftsmanship."

The bookstore owner's expression didn't change much, and his usual and even interesting attitude made Joseph regain his senses from a trance, and fell into unbelievable doubts again.

This... is this true?

The curse that has plagued the Secret Ritual Tower for so long, sacrificed countless glorious knights, and couldn't get rid of it, just in this short moment—disappeared? ! ! !

The owner of the bookstore even ridiculed that the "dirty" curse is part of the craft, meaning, is it only suitable for him to enjoy?

Lin Jie put the sword in his hand on the counter again, and said, "The text on it seems to be written in an ancient language of Azir, do you know what it means?"

Joseph shook his head in a trance, finally recovered from the shock, and calmed down: "This language has been lost. If you need it, I can find relevant information for you."

Lin Jie was delighted to see Lie Xin, and said happily: "Then thank you."

He smiled gently at Joseph and said, "I don't have anything else to pay for. Is there any book you want to read? I can give you a free copy. Do you want to try and pick it yourself?"

Joseph looked at the middle of the dark bookshelf, his face was ugly, his expression was tense, and he muttered very reservedly: "No, thank you, you should recommend one to me..."