Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 167 The Holy Sword of the Stars
Zhao Mingyu said in advance that he didn't plan to go, the recovery was the most important thing, when he returned to Avalon, a look of exhaustion appeared on his face, it had been more than three days since he came back, and it was still uncomfortable, Wuchangkong had also asked for leave.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he circulated his soul power, bit by bit wearing away the mortal nature of the spear. If it wasn't for Na'er, I don't know how long it would take to restore it.

Going to a different world other than Douluo, it's okay to have the vitality of heaven and earth. Thinking about the environment of an island, basically no soul master can withstand it.

With a breath of turbid breath, Zhao Mingyu slowly opened his eyes, "Is it still not good? It seems that I will stay in Avalon for a long time in the future. I will definitely go to retreat and practice."

Because there was another crack in his chest. This is not the mortal characteristic of the spear, but his body can no longer bear the strength, and the power of the red dragon has started to play a role again.

The dragon's factor began to change again, and the dragon's heart could burst out with huge energy every time it beat, Zhao Mingyu felt a little sleepy, "Are you in a deep sleep? I hope it won't be too long this time."

His breathing began to slow down, and the power of his blood was also rising rapidly. His consciousness returned to the feeling before he was born. In the chaos, he traveled for an unknown amount of time. The picture traveled through space and time, and came to Zhao Mingyu's consciousness.

This is the last victory of King Arthur's expedition to Rome.

Zhao Mingyu regained consciousness. What he saw was Artoria's memory. This was also the last time she met Merlin. Britain was about to be destroyed, amidst blood and fire.

Screen changes.

"I can move now!?" Zhao Mingyu realized that he had become a soldier on the battlefield. Before he knew the situation, he was forced to join the battle. After beheading six people with his martial arts, he was pierced through the head by a spear...

In reality, Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes suddenly, his face was a little ugly, did he have any grudge against Lance?
"Oh, sure enough, life on the battlefield is beyond my control. That is the end of King Arthur. I have dreamed about it countless times."

Looking at the time, it has only been more than two days, the curse of the spear is no longer valid, and it will naturally dissipate in ten days and a half months, but the exhaustion of the body will take longer to recover.

Zhao Mingyu picked up the communicator, opened it to the crack, and received a signal from the outside. Zhao Xingchen's message came, and it would take another month to make the arm.

"...me." Zhao Mingyu lived in Bengbu, and hurriedly went to the magic workshop to make a prosthetic limb of the same style as last time. If he suddenly encountered a battle, losing one hand would reduce his combat effectiveness by half.

"Holy Sword, why do you need two hands to fully use it? Is it just a spell? Is this also the rule for activating it?" Zhao Mingyu put the prosthesis into the storage ring.

"Yuan En's medicinal bath... Sigh, why does it feel a bit difficult, take your time, there is still time." Zhao Mingyu arrived at the bathtub and put some indescribable medicinal liquid into it.

Then I contacted Yuan En, and got connected after a while.

"Medical bath at nine o'clock in the evening." Seeing that it was only afternoon, Zhao Mingyu postponed it a bit.

Yuanen Yehui: "Mingyu, I understand."

"Okay, hang up."

"Ah, Mingyu, wait a minute." Yuan En Ye Hui stepped on the ground quickly with his legs, feeling very excited.

The breeze blows, the breath of nature, the flowers do not fade here, this has always been an ideal country.

"Ah, praise the sun." Zhao Mingyu said with open arms.

"Bottomless Abyss, what is it? Human souls can be reincarnated there, but the people I see don't seem to be from the Douluo Continent, are they from other planets?"

"The cultivation methods of humans on other planets are different from here, right? Undead Holy Law God? The Douluo Continent is definitely treated specially. Is the Dragon God Yuan En?"

"Blood God Legion, the invasion of the abyss 6000 years ago can only come. Whoever exposed the coordinates, I hope this abyss can be eliminated."

"The bottomless abyss is probably indestructible. As long as there are creatures alive, they will definitely appear. Unless all life in the universe is cleared, they will disappear."

"If this method is going to be developed, maybe someone has thought of doing it before, and there should be a more conservative method."

Zhao Mingyu thought of something in a flash, maybe it can be realized with this method, let's verify it at that time, his strength is not enough now.

The sky began to dim gradually, and the rosy red in the sky was also very dazzling, and the beautiful scenery was unobstructed.

"They should still be working hard in class and practicing." Zhao Mingyu lay on the grass, the sky was completely dark, and the moon was already high.

The soul power began to resonate with the heaven and the earth, the golden particles glowed, and the entire grass field glowed, making it unforgettable at a glance.

"Light... plane will? It's amazing." Zhao Mingyu stood up, looked around, and the holy sword appeared in his hand independently, pointing a direction, shining brilliance, surrounded by golden light is the real The Holy Sword of the Star.

"The sword of the vowed victory... the real thing." Zhao Mingyu watched the holy sword condense out of the light, and an inexplicable picture appeared in his eyes, blood and gunpowder smoke.

In the end, it was fixed on a huge corpse, hundreds of kilometers long silver dragon corpse, and the huge spear pierced the solemn dragon head.

Zhao Mingyu's eyes widened, full of disbelief, he put his hands on his head, and murmured: "Gu Yue...Na'er."

The picture disappeared instantly, and the golden particles also dissipated. Zhao Mingyu staggered and almost fell, "This is impossible, is this really the future?"

"…impossible!"

It took a long time for Zhao Mingyu to calm down, "...There is too little information now, so we have to think long-term. Now that I have seen it, it means that Avalon also hopes that I can change? What do those pictures mean?"

Zhao Mingyu was a little irritable, and finally when the agreed time came, he came outside Yuanen Yehui's dormitory and knocked gently on the door.

"Mingyu, are you punctual this time?" Yuanen Yehui teased, she felt that Zhao Mingyu's face was a little strange, but she didn't say it out.

"Let's go, I'm ready." Zhao Mingyu waved his hand and starlight appeared. "Okay, go, actually, I want to thank you too."

"Oh, why, I should be very grateful to you, otherwise my soul power wouldn't have improved so fast." Yuan En Ye Hui was a little puzzled.

"That means thanking each other." Zhao Mingyu left the room with a smile.

"The main body of the Holy Sword of the Stars has contacted me, and I can perceive it. Things always happen unexpectedly to me. My brain should be bigger." Zhao Mingyu thought.

"I kind of believe the succubus paladin you mentioned." Yuan En Ye Hui leaned against the door, holding his slender hands together.

"Really?" Zhao Mingyu shook his head, and he just said it casually.

"Although I don't know why you are so kind to me, I don't think you will harm me. I always believe in you." Yuan En Ye Hui's tone was firm and trusting.

But she didn't wait for Zhao Mingyu's reply.

"... "

　Change first, change later,
　　
　
(End of this chapter)