Draw Goddess from Douluo

Ever since it fell from the throne of the Supreme Being and transformed into a piece of scrap metal, Lin Fan had been carrying it with him. This sword, once his pride and expectation, now could only lie quietly in his package, making no sound. However, even though it could no longer exert its former power, Lin Fan was still reluctant to throw it away.

Whenever he was alone, Lin Fan would always take out this scrap iron sword and stare at it silently. The mottled marks on the sword seem to tell of its past glory and suffering. Lin Fan's fingers gently touched these marks, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

"How great would it be if you could be resurrected?" Lin Fan murmured to himself. He knew it was just an unrealistic fantasy, but he couldn't help but imagine the scene. If this sword can be revitalized, his strength will be greatly improved, and he will have more confidence to face future challenges.

However, reality is always cruel. This sword is completely useless and cannot be repaired. Lin Fan felt sour in his heart. He felt as if he had lost a close comrade. He couldn't help but think of the mood he felt when he was anticipating the appearance of the Supreme Sword. At that time, he was so enthusiastic and excited, as if the whole world was under his control. But now, everything is in vain.

Lin Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, trying to dispel the loss and frustration in his heart. He knew he couldn't stay immersed in this emotion or he wouldn't be able to move on. So, he took a deep breath and forced himself to cheer up.

He stared at the scrap metal sword in his hand again, a firm light flashing in his eyes. No matter what, this sword was forged by himself and Elder Ling, and it carried their hard work and hope. Even if it has become scrap metal, Lin Fan will still cherish it and protect it.

"From now on, I will call you Sword of Blood and Light." Lin Fan said softly. This name is not only a commemoration of the past of this sword, but also an expectation for its future. He hopes that this sword can accompany him through more storms and challenges and become a solid guarantee on his life path.

Sword of Blood and Light...what a name! Lin Fan felt excited in his heart. He seemed to have seen a scene in the future where he would hold this sword of blood and be invincible and powerful on the battlefield. At that moment, he will be a truly strong man that no one can match.

Of course, this is all just imagination. Lin Fan is still just an ordinary boy now, and he still has a long way to go before reaching that goal. But he believes that as long as he works hard and makes continuous progress, he will be able to realize that dream one day.

Time flies by like running water. A few years have passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Fan has grown from an immature child to a handsome young man. His swordsmanship has also improved day by day and has reached the level of proficiency. And that bloody sword Still lying beside him quietly and spending every day and night with him.

Whenever it was quiet at night, Lin Fan would always take out the sword of blood and look at it carefully, as if staring at an old friend reunited after a long separation. He gently stroked the sword body and felt the cold and hard texture. I felt an inexplicable emotion well up in my heart.

"Old friend, do you still remember the days when we fought side by side?" Lin Fan murmured to himself as if he was telling his thoughts to the sword, "Although now you can no longer exert your former power. But in my heart you are still the most powerful weapon!"

At this point, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that he could not remain immersed in nostalgia for the past but should bravely face the future and accept new challenges and opportunities. Only in this way can he truly grow and progress.

So Lin Fan put the bloody sword back into the package, then stood up and looked into the distance. His heart was full of expectations and longing. He knew that his life path was still very long, but as long as he had this sword by his side, he would have it. Endless courage and strength to face all difficulties and challenges!

Day after day, year after year, Lin Fan never gave up on repairing the Bloody Sword. He continued to study the art of sword-making, looking for a way to regenerate the bloody sword. Although he felt frustrated and lost after repeated failures, he never gave up.

On the day of his nineteenth birthday, Lin Fan finally found a possible way to resurrect the Sword of Blood and Light. He excitedly took the sword in his hand and began to repair it according to the method he had researched. He handled every detail carefully, fearing anything would go wrong.

After days and nights of hard work, Lin Fan finally completed the repair of the Bloody Sword. When he completed the last step, the entire sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light. The light was so intense that it seemed to illuminate the entire room.

Lin Fan looked at the sword in his hand in surprise and saw that it had completely restored to its former glory. The mottled marks on the sword have disappeared, replaced by a surface as smooth as a mirror. And the cold touch became sharper and harder, as if it could cut through all obstacles.

"Successful! I finally succeeded!" Lin Fan shouted excitedly. He knew that his efforts over the years had not been in vain, and the Sword of Blood and Light had finally regained its vitality.

From then on, this bloody sword became Lin Fan's most precious weapon. He took it with him to the ends of the earth and challenged various powerful opponents and evil forces. In every battle, the Sword of Blood and Light was able to exert its astonishing power and help Lin Fan win.