In the dense forest of Eli, the marching elf swordsman suddenly tightened his heart. He subconsciously pulled out the green blade around his waist, but saw the golden light on the surface of the blade, which was very dazzling for a time.
"What's going on? Eve, what the hell are you doing! Put your sword away! "
One side, tamik was exposed to the golden light. The next moment, her body seemed to fall into hot oil. Her whole body was burned to varying degrees. While her skin wrinkled, she also revealed the real body of a vampire.
Seeing this, she shouted and asked the elf swordsman.
"I don't know. I didn't do it..."
The elf swordsman was also a little confused. He raised the golden blade in his hand and carefully stared at the most familiar weapon to see what had changed:
"I've never seen such a change in the blade of chasing the wind. Maybe I touched some mechanism? Or is it affected by the environment? After all, this is the weapon used by the hero tulalion. In addition to being able to control this weapon, I don't know much about its own characteristics. "
Just as the elf swordsman looked at the change of his weapon, tamik screamed and hid in the shadow of the trees. She felt better only by avoiding the strong light released by the weapon. However, the elf swordsman noticed that with the emergence of the golden light, some golden lines began to appear on the sharp blade, It seems to be a special kind of writing, which contains powerful power in its simplicity.
"He's back."
Just when the elf swordsman was wondering, a peaceful voice came from his ear. Following the prestige, he saw a white man led by several people coming to him.
"He? You mean the hero tulalion? The former hero is back? " Eve seemed to realize something and asked the man in white in surprise.
One side, the Dragon Whisperer was surprised after hearing iver's description, and looked at the man in white with great surprise.
"No. I'm talking about the man in charge of fate, the incarnation of the God of elacia. " The man in white looked at the golden sword blade and looked into the distance. His eyes seemed to penetrate the void and saw what happened in a distant place.
"What does this have to do with the blade of chasing the wind?" The elf swordsman scratched his head and asked in some doubt. He didn't understand what kind of connection existed between the two.
"The blade of chasing the wind... In my time, this weapon was not called that name." In the eyes of the man in white, there was something of recollection, "'The sword of divine judgment ', which is the real name of this weapon. It was once held by a human saint. It is not only the weapon of the Holy See ruling heresy, but also the grace of the incarnation of gods."
The elf swordsman looked at the blade in his hand in surprise. He didn't expect that this artifact had such a far-reaching history in addition to being used by the hero tulalion.
"Haven't you been looking for a way to completely kill evil creatures? Congratulations, with the return of the Divine Incarnation, the holy cutting power attached to this weapon has been activated. You can use it to kill any enemy. " In the puzzled eyes of the elf swordsman, the man in white congratulated.
On one side, the old dragon Whisperer seemed to realize something. She trembled and held the man in White's right hand: "Erich, do you say he's back? How is this possible? Didn't he fall long ago? I saw it with my own eyes... "
"Don't worry." He gently comforted and held the Dragon Whisperer's hand tighter. "He won't affect our plan."
After appeasing the old dragon Whisperer, he took the golden and generous blade from the elf swordsman. With his action, the golden light released by the blade converged a little, and finally just curled around the surface of the sword.
In this way, tamik, hiding in the shadow behind the tree, dared to walk out again. With slightly frightened eyes, she looked at the strange wind driven blade, and her heart was slightly relieved.
"Ehrlich, I thought that since you got that field, as long as you stay with you, you don't have to worry about the threat of death anymore. I didn't expect that the blade still brought me this feeling." Tamik, who has regained his human form, said with lingering fear.
The man in white shook his head: "be careful. If you are killed by that weapon, even I can't wake you up again. You will really die. "
"What? How did this happen? " After learning the news, tamik looked shocked and couldn't believe what he had just heard. "Is this ability attached to this sword? Even the power of the field, can it be broken? "
"You're wrong. If the wind chasing blade itself had this ability, I would have wiped out those damn undead creatures and wouldn't stay until now." Aside, the elf swordsman seemed to be aware of something and quickly said, "I think the abnormal changes on the wind chasing blade should come from the holy cutting force in your mouth and the incarnation of the God..."
Speaking of this, the face of the elf swordsman changed. Looking at the man in white, there was also some inexplicable meaning: "I remember the archangel said before that the fall of the Divine Incarnation seemed to have an inseparable relationship with you. What did you do?"
The man in white did not answer, but the Dragon Whisperer on one side took over the words: "rather than say so, you might as well ask what we have done."
The elf swordsman was slightly stunned. He looked at the white man in the state of soul and the old elves on the side. As soon as he wanted to say something, his words were interrupted by the Dragon Whisperer: "well, I believe you are tired. Even if you are not tired, I can't hold on. Here we are. "
A few people inadvertently came to a silent valley. Not far from here to the south is the location of the giant willow land. During the war, it was destroyed by the necromancer. The vegetation on the earth was leveled by the cloud of death. The nearby trees also withered and died. No animals continue to live here. It has completely turned into a dead land.
In ERI, the druids and forest rangers are still rebuilding the forest ecology, but it still takes a lot of time for them to complete all this.
"Here it is. Erich, the index finger of your left hand is buried deep in the earth under your feet. " Looking at the man in white not far away, the Dragon Whisperer said slowly.
The words of the Dragon Whisperer stunned the elf swordsman. He looked at the ground under his feet and looked at the man in white, with a puzzled meaning in his eyes.