The Happy Life of the Abandoned Prince

The storm created by the two giant centipedes lasted for several minutes. Countless men, women, and children wailed in Connor's ears, but he never looked back. The beast king in front of him was not a hunter alone. He took the second Su Lan Demon Sword, and he only seriously injured the opponent once by surprise.

"It's a very interesting weapon, powerful and beautiful. Is this a replica of the Holy Sword?" The Beastmaster inadvertently asked a very critical question.

"So you haven't seen the magic sword?" Connor asked calmly.

"Magic Sword?" The Beastmaster frowned, "Are you kidding, how could this be a Demonic Sword?"

It turns out that the magic sword in this world is another form.

"Hmph, forget it, anyway, you must be from a famous family in the capital, pathetic mortals, wanting things that don't belong to you, the power of the holy sword is determined by fate, and you mortals can control it. Even if you steal The counterfeit created by the power of fate is nothing more than a stronger weapon."

"Hoohoo." Connor laughed, "It seems that you are also afraid. If you really don't pay attention to it, you probably won't even mention it. I am very interested in this holy sword now. gone."

Hariya hid in a cellar and held her breath. Looking up, a huge centipede blocked the only way out of the cellar. With the faint light, she could vaguely see the disgusting body covered on the head, and those sharp joints. Scratching the ground made an unpleasant sound like fingernails scratching glass. The female scholar tremblingly took out the pen and paper that she carried with her. Although she couldn't see the handwriting she wrote clearly, she could only imagine that it must be extremely scribbled.But it doesn't matter, she wants to write it down. The habits, characteristics, and attack methods of this huge monster have never been recorded. As long as she can write it down, as long as this information can be preserved, she can contribute to everyone even if she is dead.

"But, I really don't want to die. I haven't traveled all over the world yet, I haven't eaten all the delicious food from all over the world, and I haven't tasted the famous mountains and rivers from all over the world. What's more, I haven't fallen in love yet..."

The female scholar Hariya was praying in a low voice in a cellar that no one knew about.

"Master, how long will it take?" Suraya watched anxiously as Master Oye smelted the shape of the holy sword. Thankfully, he originally thought that the shape of the smelted holy sword was to open the bellows and ignite it into molten iron by forging it a few hundred times before throwing it. Living people are used as sacrifices... Cough cough, what Nuan Nan sees is a huge sacred magic circle. The core of the magic circle is a strange pattern, which looks like a prosperous city, with countless monsters, warcraft and humans Just stand together in harmony like a family.Some of them are smiling, some are cool, some are gentle and some are serious, but there is no trace of hostility between them.

What a wonderful expectation, and maybe it's a harbinger of the bright future that Holy Sword can open up?Nuan Nan secretly guessed.

This remaining smelting room is a hidden and sturdy room between the taverns. From the outside, you can only see ruins, so the two big centipedes also ignored it.Master Oye put the discarded ancient sword into a magical huge container in the center of the magic circle. He prayed lowly around the magic circle, pious and solemn, and seemed to be a believer rather than a blacksmith.

"The first gem is dedicated to fate. Only the impermanent fate determines everything about mortals."

"The second gem, dedicated to life, only life allows us to have everything."

"The third gem is dedicated to wisdom. Only wisdom can free us from ignorance and allow us to understand everything in the world."

Several soldiers of the Kingdom Guard stood solemnly around the circle, like religious priests, and they watched Master Oye's sacrifice seriously. Officer No. 1, that is, the soldier holding the crossbow, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed, as if the god in his heart had descended on this magic circle.

This religious ritual atmosphere has greatly affected everyone present. Even the old blacksmith Master Banglu could only stare dumbfounded at the atmosphere in front of him and did not dare to express it. The secret of the holy sword forging ceremony has been fully presented before his eyes. This was originally the most important secret of the kingdom. No wonder all the folk craftsmen who were eager to forge and restore the holy sword failed completely. This is completely the opposite.

"May the existence above mortals give us the treasure to save ourselves!" Master Oye's white beard seemed to be blown by something, and his robe was full of wind, although this is a room where there is absolutely no wind After blowing... the old man turned his head, his eyes turned golden, "Ah, ah, I saw it, the holy sword descended from the sky!"

"The holy sword fell from the sky!" A soldier shouted hysterically.

"The holy sword fell from the sky!"

"The holy sword fell from the sky!" Infected by this enthusiastic atmosphere, Master Banglu shook off the restless Hehlanlan's hand and shouted hoarsely, completely ignoring the two giant death gods hovering outside the tavern.

"Oh, it seems that your people are ready to make a final fight. They handed over the shadow to you." The Beastmaster watched a ray of light descend from the sky, and his tone was relaxed as if he was chatting. "Just because of this... Impossible!"

"Hey, hey, this kind of villain's line..." Connor got stuck halfway through the taunt, he saw a huge gleaming object falling from the sky, no matter how it looked, it looked like an intercontinental missile with a speed of more than ten Mach...

The violent shock wave formed by the whistling air wave swept everything like a bomb. Even the ruins that survived the attack of two big centipedes were instantly blown to pieces by the air wave. It was Master Oye and Suraya Bang The dark room where Master Lu hid so much was not spared either. The few soldiers who hadn’t been caught were blown into the air like light leaves. There was only a scream of fear, and Mr. Ouye quickly hugged Fa The huge container in the center of the formation, this strange container stood still in the storm like a typhoon's eyes fixed on the wind. Suraya yelled, and everyone present was stuffed into a ball like squeezing flesh.

"Master, catch me!" Hehlanlan's face was flushed red, and her thin arms desperately grabbed Master Banglu who had been blown up.The old blacksmith was frightened by the forging ceremony of the shape of the holy sword just now, he was a little dazed and didn't react for a while, and then he was blown up by the storm.If it weren't for the beast-eared little thief Hehlanlan's quick hands and eyes, the old blacksmith would be like a leaf blowing in the wind.Hehlanlan's arm was already stiff, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted. Master Banglu's mouth was blown by the wind and he couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head to let the little apprentice let go.

"Master, I won't let go! Because you are the best family to me!" The little girl bit her lips tightly, her hands were a little numb, her feet were already a little off the ground, her heart had begun to give up, maybe It's also good to sing with the master.

"Just grab it, little girl!" Mijialu grabbed the girl's hands with her arms, and she and Suraya worked together to pull Hehlanlan and Master Banglu into the crowd.

"It's all right now." Mi Jialu tried to make her tone more gentle, but the little girl who was still in shock struggled to ask the following words: "Why did you save me?"

"It's so strange, you and your master are our partners."

"But..." Hehlanlan didn't shed tears even at the most critical moment just now, but at this moment the tears fell down, "But I am the son of the curse."

Mijialu tapped the girl's head lightly.Hehlan raised his head puzzled.The female mage blinked, "I saw you went to save the little girl. As long as there are kind people, I can be your friend. Not so many people will care about those messy things."

"Or, you don't want to be friends with us?"

Hehlanlan was stunned by Mi Jialu's words, and when she realized that her hand was already tightly held by the other party, she could only reply submissively, "Actually, I'm... very happy.