Bug Master In Doomsday

"Ling, we are so fit together, we will get along more comfortably in the future, so it's better to recognize me as Lord,"

Wang Mang lightly stroked the broad back of Kuang Lei Dao, as gentle as he stroked the cheek of his beloved girl.

Wang Mang's left hand that lifted the insect armor lightly swept across the sharp blade of Kuang Lei Blade.

In an instant, Wang Mang's left palm with insect patterns was cut with a not shallow wound.

Wang Mang didn't care at all, instead he placed the blood-stained insect pattern on the blade of Kuang Lei Dao.

The worm pattern stained with blood is like a seal, and immediately, a blood-red worm mark was printed on the body of the cold iron-like knife.

"Um..." Kuang Lei Giant Knife, as the scars of the blood-colored insect mark gradually solidified, it also felt somewhat acceptable to Wang Mang, the future master.

After all, the degree of one-shot fit for one person has reached at least 90%. Once the contract is concluded, the degree of fit will probably double.

In the end, the spirit of the Kuang Lei Dao agreed to Wang Mang’s contract with half a push.

This contract is not harsh for the weapon spirit party. It only requires the owner not to deliberately destroy the body. After the owner dies, the contract can be automatically terminated. These are the two most critical points.

For Wang Mang, the contract is even more beneficial and harmless.

After the conclusion of the contract, Wang Mang has absolute control over the Kuang Lei Dao.

Moreover, some weapons with certain thoughts can also control their bodies to kill and injure the enemy, which is really convenient.

Wang Mang held the faint blue shaft of the Kuang Lei Knife, and as soon as he touched him, the spiritual will of one person and one sword was linked by the mysterious contract.

"You... well... my master, I... yes... I am the spirit of Kuang Lei Dao,"

A timid little elf appeared in Wang Mang's mind.

"Are you sure you are the spirit of Kuang Lei Dao?"

Wang Mang mentally looked at the timid, pitiful little elf doll in his mind that was only a few inches in size, and he couldn't help but asked in doubt.

"En, yes" the elf nodded lightly, his cheeks were a little red, as if he was embarrassed to answer Wang Mang's questions.

Wang Mang was a little surprised when he heard that the spirit of the Qi Ling recognized his identity. Even though he had lived for two lives, Wang Mang was a little surprised. Didn't it mean that the shape of the spirit of the Qi Ling was greatly related to the attributes of the weapon?

This is a knife, a sacred soldier Kuang Lei that resembles a door, even if your tool spirit is an ugly man, even if it is an animal, he recognizes it.

How come the spirit that appeared is a cute little elf?

"I take the liberty to ask, how is the appearance of your weapon so different from the appearance of Kuang Lei Dao?"

Wang Mang looked at the shy little elf, still couldn't help but asked with curiosity in his heart.

"In fact, they were terrible before, but my previous master had something wrong with his practice.

The intention was to practice a special sword technique that could split the body of the soul, but unfortunately it failed in the end.

As a weapon for his use of swordsmanship, I was also affected, and I became a little weaker."

Wang Mang nodded suddenly after hearing the explanation of the spirit.

This makes the explanation clear. How could a Saint Weapon’s weapon spirit be so weak? It turns out that it has been traumatized before.

"It's okay, I'm still at a low level now, and your body is already considered very powerful.

I will find some soul-restoring items for you to restore earlier,"

Wang Mang smiled kindly when he saw Qi Ling's timid appearance.