Chapter 47 Quickly Transmigrate! Strategy for the Son of Fortune (Twenty-Eight)
Zeus looked at Feng Ziang's nose which was frozen red and asked with concern.
Feng Ziang shook his head and exhaled a breath of white air, "Fortunately, we must hurry up."
Whether it is the artifact Moon of Honesty or the Angel Sword, they are actually telling him that what you see, what you hear, and what you see are not necessarily true, and what you see with your heart is the truth.
They had been walking for three days and three nights, getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, and the air was getting thinner and thinner. Feng Ziang felt dizzy and his steps began to stagger.
"careful!"
Zeus quickly supported him and asked with concern, "Can you still hold on?"
Feng Ziang took a deep breath and nodded, "I can do it."
They continued to climb and finally reached the top of the mountain. A huge ice cave appeared in front of them, and there came a series of creepy roars from inside.
"Looks like we found it."
Zeus held the Ares Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes gleaming with determination. They walked into the ice cave carefully, and saw a huge frost dragon coiled in the depths of the cave, its body covered with hard ice armor, emitting a biting cold.
"roar--"
The dragon discovered the intruder, let out a deafening roar, opened its bloody mouth, and spurted out a stream of frost dragon breath. Zeus pulled Feng Ziang to fly away, and the dragon breath blasted a huge gap in the ice wall behind them.
"We must attack its weakness!" Feng Ziang shouted loudly. He remembered reading in ancient books that the dragon's reverse scales were their weakness.
"Leave it to me!"
Zeus brandished the sword of war and rushed towards the dragon.
He was agile, like a nimble cheetah, dodging the dragon's attacks and looking for opportunities. Feng Ziang took advantage of this opportunity to observe the dragon's movements and look for its reverse scales.
“Found it!”
Feng Ziang discovered a shimmering scale on the dragon's neck. It was its reverse scale! "Zeus, attack its neck!"
Feng Ziang reminded loudly. Zeus got the instruction, seized the opportunity, jumped high, and stabbed the sword of the god of war at the dragon's scales.
"roar--"
The dragon howled in pain, and its huge body fell to the ground, turning into ice crystals that dissipated into the air. They succeeded in the first test.
After defeating the dragon, the scene before their eyes changed. An ancient altar appeared in front of them, and the altar was engraved with mysterious runes.
"It looks like this is the second trial."
Zeus looked at the altar with interest in his eyes. The ancient voice rang out again: "Only by solving the mystery of wisdom can we move forward."
As the sound faded, the runes on the altar began to flicker, eventually forming a complex pattern.
"What is this?"
Feng Ziang looked at the pattern and felt confused. "This is an ancient formation that needs to be solved in a specific order."
Zeus carefully observed the pattern, trying to find the pattern. "I know!" Feng Ziang suddenly thought of something. He took out a pen and paper from his backpack and began to draw a figure based on the pattern. Zeus looked at his concentration and did not disturb him.
He believed that Feng Ziang could solve this puzzle. As time passed, beads of sweat appeared on Feng Ziang's forehead, but he did not stop writing.
"alright!"
Feng Ziang excitedly put down his pen and handed the figure in his hand to Zeus, "Look, is this the key to solving the puzzle?" Zeus took the figure and studied it carefully.
"Yes, that's it!"
Zeus' eyes flashed with admiration, "You are so smart, Feng Ziang."
Following the instructions on the diagram, he inserted the Ares Sword in his hand into the center of the altar. A dazzling light flashed, and the runes on the altar began to rotate, eventually forming a portal.
"It looks like we have passed the second test."
Zeus looked at the portal, turned to Feng Ziang and said, "Are you ready? We are going to the next challenge."
Feng Ziang took a deep breath, nodded, held Zeus's hand tightly, and stepped into the portal together. The portal brought them to a desolate land, where no grass grew, and the air was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of despair.
"What happened here?"
Feng Ziang looked at the scene in front of him, his heart full of doubts. "Help... someone come to save us..."
A weak voice came from not far away... Following the faint cry for help, Feng Ziang and Zeus crossed the desolate land and came to a ruined village. The houses collapsed, the fields were barren, and the air was filled with the breath of death.
Several skinny villagers sat on the ground with despair in their eyes. "What happened?" Zeus asked an old man who seemed to still have some strength.
The old man sighed and said in a hoarse voice: "Our village has been cursed. All living things have lost their vitality. Crops have withered, livestock have died, and even people have gradually lost hope of survival..."
Feng Ziang looked around and was heartbroken by the desolate scene. He noticed that even in such a harsh environment, the villagers still leaned on each other, encouraged each other, and supported each other.
"There must be a way to lift the curse." Feng Ziang said firmly. He looked at Zeus, "The Angel Sword will definitely help them!"
The ancient voice sounded again: "The third test is love. Only with the power of love and kindness can you defeat the evil curse."
Zeus clenched the Ares Sword in his hand, and golden light emanated from the sword, enveloping the entire village with warm light. Feng Ziang closed his eyes and poured all his love, hope, and desire for life into the Angel Sword.
The two swords echoed each other and a miracle happened! The withered trees came back to life, new buds broke through the soil, green crops grew in the fields, and the pale faces of the villagers gradually regained their color.
"We are saved! The curse is lifted!"
The villagers cheered and cried with joy. They knelt down to Feng Ziang and Zeus, thanking them for bringing them hope and new life.
"You have conquered the curse,"
Feng Ziang helped an old lady up and said with a smile, "It is your love and hope that awakened the power of the artifact."
After completing the third trial, the blade of the Angel's Holy Sword burst into dazzling light. Feng Ziang and Zeus felt a powerful force surging into their bodies, and they gained unprecedented strength and confidence.
“We finally did it.”
Feng Ziang looked at the shining Angel Holy Sword and his heart was filled with joy.
“All this is thanks to you.”
Zeus looked at Feng Ziang affectionately and said, "Without you, I would not be able to complete these trials."
“But you also taught me to grow up.”
Just as they were immersed in the joy of victory, the sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds and strong winds. A cold voice came from the sky: "Who dares to use the power of the Angel Sword?!"
Dark clouds loomed overhead, the wind howled, and the peaceful village was instantly shrouded in a suffocating darkness. The villagers looked up at the sky in horror, and a feeling of uneasiness spread among the crowd.
"Who is it? Who is blaspheming the Angel Sword?!"
A voice full of anger and majesty, like rolling thunder, resounded throughout the sky. Feng Ziang and Zeus felt nervous, they knew that the real challenge had just begun.
A figure wearing a black robe and holding a bone staff slowly descended from the rolling dark clouds. His face was haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, and he exuded a chilling dark aura.
"Who are you?"
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