My Tokusho Life Simulation

"It's your turn next."

At this moment, the swordsman of the wind has no possibility of escaping.

The golden thunder has already formed a net of sky and earth without making a sound.

The emerald Feng Lan wanted to break through King Dian and escape, but the Magic Lamp Demon put his fists on his chest and firmly stopped in front of Fei Cui.

— there is no escape.

【Must read!Evil Dragon! 】

Taking off the evil dragon from his waist, the deep purple book was drawn three times on the sword.

[Moonlight must kill!Learn three flashes! 】

The grand forbidden darkness came from all directions and poured into the Moon Dark Sword, but Luther took it into his pocket.

The darkness on the sword poured into his body instead, and the pitch-black aura covered his body.

"Rider Kick."

Stepping on the evil dragon, he jumped up.

The moment Luther soared into the sky, the evil dragon stood up spiritually, spewing out black and purple flames that would not hurt Luther.

The purple-black streamer galloped towards the Swordsman of the Wind without any suspense.

At the moment of being hit, the strength penetrated the armor and acted on the flesh.

The streamer fell straight towards the ground, and with a loud bang, a gully was created on the concrete floor.

Luther stepped on the emerald and slid all the way until he stopped at the end of the park.

Wei Hua, who had just passed out from his transformation, was lying here, the Tuhao sword was stuck not far away, and the Xuanwu myth fell at his feet.

puff.

Feng Shuangjian left, and the jadeite who had already passed out also released her transformation, and the fantasy drive book fell to the ground.

Light green bangs covered most of her face, and Jade's softly contoured face was hard to distinguish between genders.

Fan An, who was riding a flying carpet, flew aside and landed smoothly. Seeing the defeated two people, he immediately smiled and said:

"This is really an unexpected harvest. I didn't expect the swordsman of the wind to come here. It seems that the only swordsman we have to deal with next is the swordsman of sound."

"The swordsman of the sword of truth is only the arrow of sound."

Luther nodded, lifted his feet from Fei Cui, and glanced at Fan An from the corner of his eyes.

In front of him, he pointed the tip of the sword on the coat of arms of the two holy swords, and the chains formed by the forbidden darkness flashed past.

Immediately, the two holy swords lost their unique charm and luster, and became dim like scrap copper.

Swing the sword to expand the dark space, and the two holy swords are included in it together with the driving book.

At this moment, except for the Holy Sword of Thunder, the Holy Sword of Sound, and the Holy Sword of Light who has yet to find the next swordsman.

The number of sealed holy swords in Luther's hands has reached six.

The goal is getting closer and closer.

In order to prevent the Lord of Truth from stealing the power of the shattered Tome of Omniscience, he must seal most of the Holy Sword.

This prevents the ceremony from being successful.

"Let's go, go all out, until the Lord of Truth is no longer protected by any holy sword fighters."

Fan An took off the three fantasy drive books, and pinned the Thunder Sword to his waist again.

however.

Luther stayed where he was.

"Not yet." He said coldly.

"They can no longer be an obstacle, let's go directly." Fan An insisted.

But at the next moment, the holy sword of darkness still fell heavily, and the forbidden darkness emerged, and the figures of the two swordsmen of earth and wind evaporated and disappeared.

"Okay."

Luther said calmly, and put the Dark Moon Sword into the slot that he had used as a scabbard for a long time.

Then, he got up and walked towards the nearest library.

"Hey..."

Fan An sighed, and could only silently follow Luther's footsteps.

Although, he guessed, maybe soon...

But until that happens, they can still take advantage of each other.

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jingle-

Jingle, jingle--

The sound of hammers beating sword embryos was endless, and in the quaint town, countless stoves were running.

The burly swordsmiths were sweating, constantly beating the unfinished swords on the stove.

"Is this the jurisdiction of the Swordsman of Sound?"

Luther looked at the streets full of craftsmen like Grandma Liu who had entered the Grand View Garden.

There are swordsmiths everywhere, probably all the swords used in the Sword of Truth were made here.

"Yes, the swordsman of sound is hereditary system, and the past generations have been held by the head of the Daqin Temple of the swordsmith family."

As Fan An said so, his eyes were also full of curiosity.

After all, this place is considered a forbidden area for the Sword of Truth, and even holy sword fighters are not qualified to enter it casually.

"Except for the two naturally born holy swords of light and darkness, any remaining holy sword is a miracle created by the Daqin Temple family."

"I think they are naturally qualified to occupy a seat forever. Without them, there would be no Sword of Truth now."

Fan An explained.

Luther snorted, nodded, and turned around to look at the camera.

As early as a second ago, the camera was still turning deftly, constantly locking their positions.

"Who is the Swordsman of Sound of this generation?"

Luther asked.

Wuming has never met this generation of Swordsmen of Sound, he has only met the Patriarch of the previous Daqin Temple family, who is a middle-aged man who loves to laugh, and always shares photos of his daughter at round table meetings.

However, about three years ago, the Swordsman of Sound of the previous generation died in a certain Megiddo's massive invasion.

The position of Swordsman of Sound was also inherited by the next patriarch selected in his suicide note.

"I haven't seen him either. This guy is surprisingly lazy. He hasn't been to every round table meeting. Where can I meet him?"

Fan An shrugged.

Not only Luther had no impression of the Swordsman of Sound, but he was the same, even if the other party was not a newcomer.

The other party did not attend the monthly roundtable meeting of the Holy Sword Swordsman at all, and only saw Swordsman of Sound wearing armor in joint operations.

"Even if you haven't seen him in person, it doesn't matter. With the characteristics of carrying the holy sword, you can tell it at a glance."

Luther said.

"Too."

Fan An nodded slightly.

At this moment, behind the cameras all over Forging Sword Town, a lazy figure was lying on the table.

"Want to sleep late..."

the third

It will most likely be released the next day.

That's all three.

This book is testing the waters, and I finally ask for a recommendation ticket.

Volume 39: Chapter 36 Chapter [-] Daqin Temple Shaluo

The curtains are closed, and the dark and cluttered room is littered with snack wrappers.

One of the walls is covered with screens, and the monitoring images form a grand and three-dimensional map.

The light emitted by the screen became the only light source in the room, and the petite figure with disheveled hair refracted the light.

She lay lazily on the table and put her eyes on the center of the display.

The figure displayed on the most central monitoring screen is Luther and Fanan walking together.

"so troublesome..."

Daqin Temple Shaluo, who was lying on the table, sighed lazily.

She has learned from the news network inside the Sword of Truth that at this moment, she is the only remaining Holy Sword swordsman who has not betrayed or been killed.

The short hands covered by the thick sleeves moved the mouse quickly, and tapped to enlarge the screen.

It was fixed on Luther's profile.

In the next moment, all the data about Wuming appeared beside him.

He lost his parents due to the disaster of Megiddo since he was a child, and was later detected to have a very high fitness for the holy sword. He was adopted by the sword of truth and became a reserve swordsman.

After that, he stood out from his peers through extremely excellent grades and performance, and became the only disciple of the previous generation of dark swordsmen.

After that, he made many achievements as an ordinary swordsman. After the death of the previous generation of dark swordsmen, he took over the position of the dark holy swordsman.

So far, Wu Ming's life is still shrouded in the light of ten thousand zhang.

However, after that, the information on the information began to move in a wrong direction.

After Wuming officially succeeded the Holy Sword of Darkness and became the new Kamen Rider Calibur, his deeds suddenly became strange.

At first no one cared, only the Lord of Truth sensed something was wrong, and then sent guards to confirm the unnamed state.

However, the Jindai sisters who hold the two holy swords Shi and Yan were suddenly attacked when they came into contact with Wuming in the southern theater.

Since then, the two have lost their traces, and their lives and deaths are unknown, and the holy sword was also taken away by Wuming.

The high-level executives of the Sword of Truth came to a conclusion. After a hundred years, there appeared traitors corrupted by the evil sword's curse of desire for power.

Afterwards, Wuming set off for the area under the jurisdiction of the Swordsman of Fire, and was officially wanted by the entire region.

The Four Sages also decided to send their original swordsmen to the Far East jurisdiction to assist the Fire Swordsmen in their encirclement and suppression.

But in just a few hours, the sad news of the death of the swordsman of fire came.

Then came the news of the death of the Water Swordsman.

And the swordsman of thunder suddenly turned against Wuming and became the No. 2 traitor, which made everyone unexpected.

With his status, he should not have done such a thing because of emotion and reason.

The two swordsmen Feng and Earth failed to stop them from advancing, and also died under the Wuming sword.

At this moment, besides the swordsman of thunder who turned against him, the only swordsman who belongs to the sword of truth is her, the head of the contemporary Daqin Temple family, and the last holy swordsman of sound.

"The curse of the evil sword? That kind of thing is absolutely impossible."

Daqin Temple Shaluo shook his head, completely denying that Wuming betrayed because of a curse.

She grew up in a family of swordsmiths since she was a child, and she is also the only daughter of the previous patriarch. After becoming a swordsman of sound, she has personally maintained many holy swords.

It can be said that among the people who are still alive, no one knows the essence of the holy sword better than her.

——Any holy sword is just a sword.

They don't have consciousness, let alone the so-called curse. The name of the evil sword is just a product of stigma.

But there was one thing that Daqin Temple Shaluo had to admit.