An infinite journey starting from Baldur's Gate

Chapter 130 The Sword in the Stone

With Karak's arm strength, it's easy to lift hundreds of kilograms of objects!
But after he grabbed the handle at the end of the Sword in the Stone, no matter how hard he tried, the thing refused to move! Still firmly embedded in the stone...

Seeing this situation, Karak was unconvinced and put down his ax and backpack.

Use your hands instead and work hard!

Veins popped up on his forehead and arms, and he had to use all his strength to pull out the sword.

At this moment, everyone came over one after another. Ying Xin shook his head helplessly and said:
"Don't waste your efforts. If I'm not mistaken, that sword has the blessing of the dark girl Eilistraee, and brute force cannot shake it at all,"

"It needs to go through a blood sacrifice ceremony and offer blood before it can be taken out."

As a priest, Shadow Heart can easily tell that this sword is extraordinary through the scene here and the induction of divine power.

Eilistraee is a kind goddess believed by a few dark elves.
Alias: Dark Girl.

This goddess will protect all drow who are sincerely good and want to go to the surface and live in peace. She loves beauty and peace.
But the evil drow hate her very much.

Because most of the dark elves believe in a tyrannical and evil god, the Spider Queen: Lolth, since ancient times, good and evil have been at odds.
Especially in this underground world where the weak eat the strong, there is no room for any kindness.

After hearing this, Karak reluctantly stopped exerting his strength, panted and stepped back, panting heavily, and turned to the priest:

"Ying Xin, come on, things look good."

"Sorry, I can only offer blood sacrifices to my lady, not to other gods."

Upon hearing this, Ying Xin decisively shook his head and refused.

As a Shar believer, how could he offer blood to other gods?

This is completely disrespectful to the Dark Goddess!
"Then which one of you is coming?"

There was no other way. Seeing that the other party refused, Karak turned to look at the others and asked.

Druid Harsin was the first to shake his head. After all, she also had her own god to worship and believe in, the father of the oak tree: Silvanus.

Asteron and Gale also shook their heads and refused. Vampire spawns do not believe in gods.

The mage simply doesn't like to engage in this kind of ritual.

Border Blade Weir's face was full of hesitation. She was now half-human and half-demon. If she tried to offer a blood sacrifice, she might arouse Eilistraee's wrath...

Although this guess was not absolutely true, she really didn't dare to gamble.

"Karak, why can't it be you who donates blood?"

At this time, Astelon crossed her chest and asked with confusion on her face.

Faced with this problem, Karak was stunned for a moment, his expression not very good, and he explained the reason in a low tone:

"I stayed in that miserable place in hell for ten years, and I prayed to the gods, but never got a response. From that time on, I vowed never to do anything similar to the gods again."

Regarding this point, he seems very realistic. If he won't help, why should he believe it?
Hearing this, everyone felt deep sympathy for what happened to this strong man...

However, this atmosphere did not last long.

Then Karak took the initiative to break it and looked at the paladin who did not speak in the end.

"Ma Long, are you here?"

"... Forget about the blood sacrifice, I'm going to try to see if I can pull it out by force. If it doesn't work, let's leave. It's just a sword."

After the words fell, Ma Long walked straight to the sword with a feeling of trepidation, took a deep breath,
After all, there was a precedent, and he wasn't sure that he could really use it, but there was no harm in trying it, since he couldn't pull it down~
In short, we will definitely not engage in blood sacrifice rituals.

As a powerful life form far beyond mortals, Ma Long would be in awe of gods if he really encountered them, but he would never do anything to donate blood.

Adjust your breath and mentality, throw down your backpack,

Ma Long solemnly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, suddenly exerted force, gritted his teeth and struggled to pull it out!
But his situation is completely different from Karak! The sword came out a little! It’s not much, but it does move!

"...Is it moving? Malone! Try harder!"

Asteron rubbed her eyes in disbelief and said in shock.

"What?!" x5
When the others heard the sound, they were all surprised and quickly took a closer look.

However, at this time, Ma Long, who was drawing his sword, seemed not to hear the voices of his companions. He closed his eyes tightly and continued to exert all his strength and exert himself selflessly.

Until a gentle, ethereal female voice suddenly came from all directions...

"It seems that you really want to own this weapon."

"who!?"

Because the sound was very unfamiliar, Ma Long suddenly opened his eyes, stopped moving, and quickly looked around!

Then he discovered that all his companions around him were motionless, as if they were frozen by some powerful force! He was the only one who was fine.

After thinking about this situation for a moment, Ma Long seemed to understand something.
He kept looking left and right, not sure and said:

"...Eilistraee?"

The sword he drew was an object blessed by the dark girl. It was normal for him to take it without going through the blood sacrifice ceremony and attract the other party's attention.

The nature of the behavior is equivalent to robbery...

Immediately afterwards, the female voice came again, but this time the direction was more specific and the distance was very close:

"Ma Long, this name is really unique."

Following the sound, Ma Long saw a beautiful woman with a naked body and grayish skin standing five meters away. She was tall and had extremely long and thick silver hair hanging down like a waterfall.
It just covers the most critical points of the body.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing this, Ma Long looked away in embarrassment, not because of shyness.
He felt that it was not good to stare directly at a god unless he had a hostile relationship with him.

Although this should only be the concrete incarnation of the other party, none of the gods in the sky dare to disobey the rule that they are not allowed to die in person.
But no matter what, the incarnation is God himself, not an agent chosen by God.

The dark girl's voice was quite gentle and she said with a smile:

"I give you permission to look me in the eye, Malone."

"Uh...what, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken the sword you blessed me with, I'm sorry."

After receiving permission, Ma Long slowly turned his eyes back to the goddess who might be looking for trouble, and apologized very sincerely.

Before drawing the sword, he really didn't expect that it would attract the attention and arrival of the rightful master.
Otherwise, I won’t force it out no matter what, just turn around and leave!

The dark girl was not angry because of this, and approached slowly and gracefully:
"This sword once belonged to a brave and fearless elf warrior, but now, its next owner will be a human."

After hearing these words, Ma Long frowned, his expression showing surprise:
"What? Aren't you angry that I didn't use a blood ritual to get this sword?"

“Do you think God is very narrow-minded?”

"No! That's not what I meant."

Ma Long quickly shook his head and waved his hands. Although he did think that some gods would be more cautious, the one in front of him was not like that.

Otherwise, he should be beaten right now, or be killed directly...

As long as it is a god, its power is extraordinary that humans can resist. He will be killed instantly with a wave of his hand, but the incarnation does not have this ability.

(End of this chapter)