"What a shitty legion! They are just stupid dogs brought up by the new emperor. They have no manners and bark everywhere. It's really disgusting." Feeling the special magic power coming from the sword, his body became stronger and stronger. Viscount Mo Ruo had never felt so refreshed and happy as he did now.

He couldn't wait to find someone to show off and talk to about his feelings, so as to vent the frustration he had been feeling for some time.

"Although the process was indeed a bit tortuous, it finally belongs to me." Holding the sword, Viscount Mo Ruo slowly opened his eyes and his mood gradually calmed down.

"It's a pity, Mr. Yan Liuyan. Although I am very grateful for your protection along the way, in order to prevent today's secret from being leaked, I have no choice but to ask you to die here."

After he finished speaking, the short Viscount Mo Ruo kicked his foot, and the rusty sword in his hand slashed down in the air, leaving a gray afterimage in the air.

Faced with this sudden attack, Yan Liuyan naturally would not sit still and wait for death. The scorching flame blade surged out of the scabbard, flashing a gorgeous arc of light, and slashed towards the short figure.

The two weapons crossed each other, and only a slight tearing sound was heard. Yan Liuyan's long sword cut through like tofu in an instant, and the flames on the sword also exploded on Viscount Mo Ruo.

But surprisingly, this raging flame that could burn monsters had little effect on Viscount Mo Ruo. He stepped out of the flame with great ease, chasing and slashing again.

Although his speed was slightly slower than Yan Liuyan's, with the support of the rusty sword, Yan Liuyan was as fragile as an unarmored baby in the face of this attack.

The cold, sharp blade sliced ​​through his arm, drawing scalding blood. After a single round of fighting, Yan Liuyan was already wounded. He had to concentrate on dodging the slashing blade, trying to find a chance to escape.

Another acceleration and slash, the red-grey sword arc swept across, and Yan Liuyan was forced to roll to the ground, dodging the dangerous attack in the gravel and mud. Unfortunately, he dodged it this time, but he couldn't dodge it again. After all, after rolling on the ground, he lost the ability to move quickly.

The gray-red sword blade pursued him relentlessly, and Mo Ruo shouted excitedly, watching the powerful oriental swordsman dodge awkwardly under his sword and allow himself to be slaughtered. This kind of pleasure was as charming as poison.

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it, is that all? It's not enough!" The sadistic voice sounded like madness.

Viscount Mo Ruo seemed to have turned into an iron man who knew no pain and could not be injured. He slashed wantonly in the burst of rubble. Even though there was no method, the sword light still gradually pushed Yan Liuyan to his end.

"Let me see your strength! Stand up, you barbarian from the East, how can you be so weak!" Viscount Mo Ruo wielded his longsword like a hammer, slicing through the ground and stirring up clouds of dust and gravel. He wasn't in a hurry to finish Yan Liuyan off, but rather wanted to savor the thrill of crushing him.

"Stop, Viscount Mo Ruo."

Finally, a clear voice sounded from the side, and then Mo Ruo felt as if he had hit cotton, the sword body was slow and felt a slight rebound.

"You are...? Oh, yes, and you, Miss Messia." Viscount Mo Ruo only then saw the girl in the darkness, and a greedy smile appeared on his face.

"Miss Messiah, please obey me from now on. I don't think you have the right to refuse." He finally stopped, kicked Feiyan Liuyan, and walked closer to this rare and peerless girl.

"But I refuse." Loran Hill blinked and looked at the text description on the virtual screen.

[Zhantetsu Stovet] (Holy Creation): At the end of the 'Sun of Divine Wings', a holy creation created using fragments of the Crown of God, possessing partial powers.

ability:

【Silver-Iron Conversion】(The ability to convert other substances into iron)

[Iron Sharpening] (Can manipulate iron-containing objects to sharpen their blades)

No wonder, if the treasure is a holy object, everything makes sense. Luo Lanxier suddenly remembered the various monsters he encountered along the way, and they all seemed to be related to steel.

The rusty black bear blocking the road, the iron-backed wolf in the forest, and the metal snake killed when rescuing Lottie.

While this holy relic was much more rigid and simple than a witch's power, it was still considered a formidable artifact in the eyes of many mortals. Even if it was only Sequence 3, Viscount Moruo could chase down a Sequence 6 after obtaining it.

"Do you still want to resist? Poor Miss Messia, then let me punish you and cut off those hands holding the sword." The short Viscount Moruo was angry and embarrassed when he saw that Messia was still indifferent, and rushed over again with a sword.

A series of tinkling sounds rang out in the dark underground ruins, and torches rolled to the ground. The dark red light was dim. In the haze, the silver-haired girl held a sword, and her body moved from time to time, like a dance, easily avoiding Viscount Mo Ruo's attack.

Although extremely sharp, it is meaningless if it cannot hit the target.

Loran Hill is much more flexible than Yan Liuyan, and facing such a nimble opponent, Viscount Mo Ruo can only feel helpless and furious.

"Stop!" he shouted angrily. Normally, no one would dare to tease him like this.

"No." The girl stared at the rusty sword with her pale blue eyes, analyzing it continuously. Her body danced like a black and red butterfly, flashing on the ground, drawing circles, and avoiding the attacks that kept coming down.

Finally, Viscount Mo Ruo was exhausted. He held his sword and looked at the girl who was still not far away from him, feeling angry.

Why? I clearly possessed a powerful relic, had broken free from the shackles of the past, and had beaten that powerful Eastern swordsman to the ground. I was no longer as weak as before. This was supposed to be such an exciting and joyful moment, so why did this girl still refuse to obey me? Why was she so relaxed and at ease at only Sequence 5?

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