Chapter 425: Sword of Broken Steel, Law of the Sword

Juvayus, one of the three holy swords, has a hilt made of gold that shines brightly, and a bright sword body that is cold and sharp.

The scabbard is in black and gold, the black dragon leather has a metallic matte luster, and the sword is inlaid with three dazzling pearls.

"Giuvaius is also known as the Sword of Joy. The color of the sword changes thirty times a day. It is said that the blade is made from the tip of the Spear of Longinus."

The black cat examined the golden sword in Ye Zhi's hand and marveled at it.

"It's a legendary weapon as famous as the Broken Steel Sword."

"Why is it called the Sword of Joy?" Gray asked, not understanding. "Is it because this sword can inspire the knight's emotions?"

Mammon spoke with the attitude of a well-informed collector.

"It is said that when Lorraine was holding this sword and going into battle, he would shout the word 'happy'. This word later became the slogan of the imperial soldiers when they went to war."

"Knights do feel happy in battle." Hildreth nodded with understanding.

Yeats thought that the slogan Lorraine shouted when he went into battle should not be "Happiness", but... Fighting, it's fun! "The bards like to tell some nonsense stories to add some mythological color to the biographical characters." Zuanya commented sharply.

"Who should I choose?" Yeats, the poet chosen by God, expressed his dissatisfaction.

Zuanya glanced at Yeats and said, "You are not a poet."

Yeats was speechless for a moment.

You are right!

"The three holy swords on the Midgard continent are Juvayus, Durandal, and the Sword of Broken Steel. It is said that when these three swords are gathered together, they will trigger the power of the laws related to swordsmanship, allowing the knight's swordsmanship to reach a higher level."

Mammon's amber-gold eyes revealed deep greed, and he licked his little paws, sighing with desire.

"I really want to see the scene when these three swords are activated at the same time."

Ye Zhi said, "I can borrow it."

Mammon was stunned and looked at Ye Zhi blankly.

"What I mean is that I can get these three swords." Ye Zhi's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Can you tell me in more detail how to activate the law of swords?"

The Sword of Broken Steel, in the hands of the fairy Vivian in Lake Avalon.

Durandal, owned by his own knight Phoenix.

It was very easy for Ye Zhi to borrow these two swords.

Together with the championship prize "Juvayus" obtained from the Knight Conference, he would have officially collected the "Three Holy Swords of the Midgard Continent" and could reach the "Law of the Sword" mentioned by Mammon.

——Collecting a set of equipment will give you attribute bonuses, which makes sense!

Mammon was still confused: "You only have one Juvayus in your hand, right? Where can you find the other two holy swords?"

Yeats then briefly recounted the origins of the other two swords.

Mammon's eyes gradually began to light up.

"Very good! Once you get the three holy swords, let me work on them. I will make some more counterfeits!"

In addition to being a collector, Mammon, the god of greed, is also a master at making counterfeits, and unscrupulous businessmen who believe in her will also use counterfeits to make a fortune.

"What's the use of a fake?" Ye Zhi asked doubtfully.

"I can't bear to use the real sword, but I can toss the fake one around as a flying sword—"

Mammon jumped onto the table and looked at the blue sky outside the window with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

"I, Mammon, have a dream, that is to add the real Spear of Longinus to my collection, and then sell the fakes to believers to make a lot of money!"

"How dare the believers accept this thing?" Ye Zhi complained.

"What if? The weapon that stabbed the Son of God to death can be regarded as a holy object. It's hard to say what the fanatics' taste is." Mammon argued.

Hild cleared his throat and said, "That... the law of the sword..."

As a swordsman, Hildreth was also very interested in the sword laws mentioned by Mammon, but since the topic kept going off track, she spoke up to bring the topic back on track.

"The Law of the Sword is the authority held by Frey, the god of fertility, who is also in charge of sowing, harvesting, shepherding, and prosperity."

"It is worth mentioning that Frey is not a human, but an elf. In the elven kingdom of Alfheim, Frey has his own name, and the elves respectfully call him Vladi."

"In Frey's hand there is a sword called Victory, shining with golden light. Whoever holds this sword will fly on the battlefield and kill the enemy at the will of the sword holder, without the need for the sword holder to wield it personally."

"However, Frey's sword of victory was accidentally lost and broke after Ragnarok. The dwarf craftsman who forged the Nibelung Ring gathered the fragments of the sword of victory and recast them into three holy swords. From then on, humans could also use these weapons that originally belonged to the elves."

"Because of this, the three holy swords correspond to the three major concepts of certain victory, indelibility, and golden brilliance, and contain the power of the laws of swordsmanship."

"If you can really get those three swords, give them to me to study for a while, and then I will teach you how to use the laws of sword!" Mammon said expectantly.

The Sword of Victory can kill enemies automatically without being held in hand, which is very similar to the sword-wielding technique in oriental fairy tales.

Swordsmanship has gradually become Yeats's weakness.

Although the Silver Oak Sword is a godslayer sword, it is more like an arrow than a sword. The God of Darkness also threw it to kill the God of Light.

Yeats did have the idea of ​​improving his swordsmanship.

Before visiting the King of the Wild Hunt again, it wouldn't hurt to try what Mammon said.

The journey of Roland Kingdom is not over yet, and the nightmare demon Abaddon sealed in the bottomless pit is still a hidden danger.

In addition, it is necessary to find the lost head of Kaelya.

Before that, Yeats returned to the Kingdom of the Golden Lion and attended a grand triumphal ceremony in London.

Afterwards, Yeats came to Avalon, asked to see the Lady of the Lake, explained the whole story, and successfully borrowed the Sword of Broken Steel.

When the fairy in the lake slowly rose from the lake with the Broken Steel Sword in her hand, Yeats' heart skipped a beat, and his eyes were fixed on the mythical weapon.

Broken Steel Sword! The holy sword of victory in King Arthur's legend! "Please note that I am only borrowing it."

The fairy in the lake, Vivian, handed the hilt of the sword to Ye Zhi, and said in a cold tone: "Only the emperor is qualified to use the Broken Steel Sword, and even if you take the Broken Steel Sword from me, you will not be able to exert its full power..."

“See that mountain over there?”

Vivian stretched out her slender finger and pointed to a hill on the other side of Lake Avalon.

"You can try out the power of the Broken Steel Sword against that hill."

"Are you sure?"

Ye Zhi hesitated and said, "What if I break through Avalon?"

"Avalon is the last bastion that will never fall. It is the most powerful defensive area in the world."

Vivian frowned slightly: "I let you try the sword just to see... to what extent you can use this sword."

In fact, Vivian has some selfish motives.

She had also heard of Ye Zhi's legendary deeds in Avalon, and sometimes she wondered in her heart, maybe Ye Zhi really had the qualifications to be the emperor? Although this possibility was very small... but it was not a bad idea to give it a try...

Under Vivian's meaningful gaze, Ye Zhi took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll try it then!"

call--

Ye Zhi clenched the broken steel sword in both hands, his blood surging and his eyes focused.

In an instant.

The strength of his entire body seemed to be drawn by the Broken Steel Sword, just like a dry land that had been dry for many years being moistened by a sweet rain! Clang! The Broken Steel Sword even emitted a pleasant sword sound.

The entire sword body shines with an incomparably bright golden light!

Ye Zhifu's mind was enlightened, and he received a signal from the Broken Steel Sword in his heart, and the corresponding name of the fighting skill automatically emerged in his mind!

Legendary fighting skill: Sword of Victory!

He grasped the broken steel hilt with both hands and chopped it down heavily—

A golden light cannon suddenly blasted out.

A three-meter-high waterfall separates the water of Lake Avalon into two sides.

Rush straight to the hill on the other side of the lake!

Vivian: Σ(дlll) No! My Avalon!

Boom! !

An earth-shaking roar.

The hill on the other side of the lake was razed to the ground.

There was complete silence.

The icy beauty Vivian showed a strange expression as if she failed to control her facial expressions.

Fortunately... Avalon's defense only had a slight crack...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

But this kind of power is already quite terrifying! "Well...do you need my help to repair it?" Ye Zhi said with a wry smile.

Vivian looked at Ye Zhi with a complicated expression, her eyes fell on the broken steel sword in Ye Zhi's hand, and she sighed helplessly.

"It can be seen that the Broken Steel Sword has a good affinity with you... I will lend it to you for the time being."

"Thank you, Lady of the Lake!" Yeats smiled.

Vivian shook her head in silence, but she was still a little puzzled. She thought to herself, "The Broken Steel Sword has been sleeping at the bottom of Lake Avalon for so many years. It has lost its legendary charm. Why is it so powerful in Ye Zhi's hands?"

Only the Human Emperor is qualified to use the sword of victory "Broken Steel".

Vivian seemed to be thinking about something, and looked at Ye Zhi deeply, secretly surprised.

Coincidence, or... fate? After bidding farewell to Vivian, Ye Zhi left Avalon, admiring the Broken Steel Sword in his hand, and said with emotion:

"It's a pity that there is only the Broken Steel Sword but no scabbard... The scabbard is worth ten times as much as the sword itself."

"As far as I know, the reason why Avalon's defense is so strong is because the previous emperor integrated the scabbard into Avalon, and the two are difficult to separate."

Mammon was surprised and asked, "But you got the Broken Steel Sword so easily... Did the Fairy in the Lake owe you a lot of money?"

"Couldn't it be because of my high charm?" Yeats retorted.

Mammon was slightly startled, then he looked at Ye Zhi carefully, nodded and said, "Based on the aesthetic standards of humans and demons, you are indeed a handsome man."

"...What about the angels' aesthetic standards?" Ye Zhi said.

Mammon laughed strangely, "Many eyes, many arms!"

Yeats: "Octopus, huh..."

"From the perspective of angelology, having more eyes means more knowledge, and having more hands means having more abilities. In the eyes of angels, humans are no different from livestock on earth, so there is no need to consider human aesthetics..."

"As for demons, since they have to deal with humans all the time, their aesthetics tend to be closer to humans."

Mammon shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this. By the way, you borrowed the Broken Steel Sword. When do you agree to return it?"

Ye Zhi said, "Return it in two days."

Mammon asked, "How many days is two days later?"

Ye Zhi looked up at the sky and said, "Well... the score..."

Mammon was slightly stunned, as if he realized something, and said, "You didn't agree on a specific return time, did you?"

Ye Zhi said: "She didn't ask, and I didn't mention it. The main point is trust!"

Mammon: “…”

Borrow the Broken Steel Sword and return it tomorrow?

*Leave Avalon.

The Morning Frost Ridge in the northern province is now within sight.

The snow was flying all over the place, the area outside the Great Wall was covered in silver, the Jueling Mountains looked like a giant dragon lying horizontally, and at the foot of the mountain stood a majestic city.

With trade supplies from the two ports and caravans traveling to and from the Great Wall, Morning Frost Ridge has developed into the most magnificent city in the northern province in three years.

When the Duke of Honeysuckle returned triumphantly, the whole city was in an uproar. The festive atmosphere enveloped the entire province like a tide, with fireworks, music and bonfire dances all night long.

Currently, the territory is mainly entrusted to Fokas for management.

Lena, the owner of the Starlight Chamber of Commerce, has now been officially recruited as the chief financial officer of Morning Frost Ridge, mainly responsible for the import and export trade of tea.

Phoenix built a number of treatment clinics and hospitals in the territory. After all, he was a graduate of the Knights Hospitaller, and he raised the medical level of the territory to a higher level.

Yeats found him and asked about borrowing Durandal. Phoenix said that the sword originally belonged to the Duke and he was just keeping it for him and should return it.

At this point, the three holy swords were in Ye Zhi's hands.

According to Mammon, Yeats gave the three holy swords to it to tinker with and see what new tricks it could come up with.

Three days later.

Mammon told Ye Zhi that his research had yielded results and asked him to find a suitable place to practice sword skills.

The Jueling Mountains.

The wind and snow were howling.

Yeats came to the top of an open mountain, looked up, and saw snow all around.

Summoning Mammon from the ring, the black cat rolled in the snow and said in surprise:

"Snow! So beautiful!"

Ye Zhi was slightly stunned and said, "Is there no snow in hell?"

Mammon shook his head. "There are only hell volcanoes, sulfur fires, and endless black fog and thick smoke."

"Is that so?" Ye Zhi smiled, "You can play for a while longer. We can train later."

Mammon rolled his eyes at Ye Zhi: "Do you really think I'm a three-year-old kitten?"

"Let me tell you, these are all fakes I made these days using the Golden Rule!"

Mammon waved his claws.

Golden space ripples appeared in the air.

Immediately, fake flying swords made of gold flew out of thin air and landed on the snowy mountain opposite, stirring up the vast snow! Ye Zhi exclaimed in admiration, and then his face changed: "Where did you get these golds for the counterfeit?"

Mammon chuckled and said, "Of course it's the small treasury you keep in the ring!"

He quickly opened the ring and saw that his savings were almost gone.

Fortunately, trade in the New World is booming and the money can be earned back in a few months.

How can you become stronger without spending money? Ye Zhi adjusted his mood and observed the magic taught by Mammon.

"This is a spell I derived from the Golden Rule, the Rule of Ten Thousand Swords. The principle is to use a replica of a precious sword to shoot."

"But for you, just use the [Three Sword Laws]."

"Controlling three genuine holy swords at the same time can also activate the laws of swords, making them even more powerful!"

Ye Zhi: “…”

Got it, this is the difference between the real thing and the fake!

(End of this chapter)