Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 649: Strange Blade Artifact

Doris looked at the gorgeous umbrella in the sky that was woven with layers of feathers and wind blades: "Gods, this should be what you mean.

They cannot and dare not bet that such incidents occurring elsewhere would be discovered so easily.

This time, it was indeed us... Speaking of which, our Baron is still the luckiest, always able to make these gods, um, outer gods show their tails...

Hmm... I don't know, what's going on down there?"

She quickly switched her channel and didn't dare to continue.

For a moment, the Knight Qingfeng didn't know how to respond to her provocative words... What's the difference between this and rubbing salt into someone else's wounds in front of them?
Just ignore the past and let this sentence disappear in the wind.

Palacios, who knew nothing, replied slowly: “I hope everyone is okay.

It would be best if that thing could disappear completely."

This was his most heartfelt hope... No matter what that thing down there was, it would be best if it died quickly and never reproduced again.

He was really worried that he would be frightened to death by a monster that suddenly appeared in front of him and shouted "Dad" before he even lived to see the day he died.

Castor glanced at his father's sincere face, and the last bit of depression in his heart completely disappeared... Haha~ People who take having children as a means of survival and send their own children away as sacrifices, finally, become the breeding nest of monsters.

I guess Palacios doesn't want to have another child in his life.

That’s great, everyone got a decent result.
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There was a relaxed atmosphere in the secret passage.

Mal and Comlan waited for a long time, but the mummy holding the cup opposite didn't react much.

He seems satisfied with the current stalemate.

But the enemy's satisfaction is their biggest mistake.

For whatever reason.

"Mal, try that?" Comlan said eagerly.

Andrew spoke quickly: "The humidity above us is increasing rapidly. The Rain Goddess must have been forced to use her ultimate move."

"That's it. As long as there is enough time, I can drown you?" Comlan turned his head and looked at him. "Time, is it impossible?"

Even on a plain, it would take seven days of heavy rain to cause significant damage.

If we want to force them into a desperate situation, it will take at least half a month.

Even Komlan, who was not very good at thinking, didn't believe that the rain could last for so many days.

The Lord of Storms is not the kind of person who would let his followers suffer as long as he can uncover the culprit behind the crimes. He usually deals with the enemies who dare to commit crimes against him first, and then uses an exhaustive method to find the little rats in the dark one by one.

He doesn't care whether the person he is targeting is just a little suspicious and not the real murderer.

No problem, no problem. Why would you place a lurker on his territory?
Beat him up first and then see if that's enough for you.

If we keep catching them one by one, we will eventually find the person.

That is to say, the ones who attacked now were all Outer Gods, and the Lord of Storms could not catch their tracks for a while, so he could endure until now. Otherwise...

But no matter how patient he is, he can't possibly endure until seven days later!
"So..." Andrew said with an unpredictable expression, "The one behind the Rain Goddess should also appear. She just created a better fighting environment.

Fortunately, these were all predicted, so she just did it!
We can solve it together when the time comes."

Mal suddenly pointed at his shield and said, "This one over here seems to be waiting for him to show up as well."

"Allies with their own agenda." Andrew raised his eyebrows. "How common!"

"Uh, well..." Comlan thought for a few seconds and still insisted on his idea, "I still want to give it a try."

"Then let's do it!" The Wind Wolf King poked out his huge head. "They are up there, making the Rain Goddess bleed. There's no need to worry about what happens next."

"Huh?" Andrew looked at him fiercely, "Blood..."

"Got it." The Wind Wolf King had a calm expression, but his tone was a little cocky.

"Who is so capable?" Mal was a little curious.

"Pavel."

"Who?" Several Qingfeng Knights asked in unison.

The wind wolves floating at various spell nodes couldn't help but fluctuate.

"Can the unlucky guy be used like this?" Mal really couldn't understand.

"None of the wolves that charged at the same time as him touched even a little bit." The Wind Wolf King said in a strange tone, "But Pavel took away two or three drops."

"And then?" Andrew couldn't help his curiosity... How could Pavel complete something so smoothly?
"There's only one drop that can be used." The Wind Wolf King couldn't help but sigh, "The rest, throw it on him."

"Are you okay?" Mal, who had been listening with a smile on his face, put away his smile and asked seriously.

"What's the problem?" The Wind Wolf King shook his head, "He had the most contact with those little dragons, and he has developed resistance to water poison.

I guess it will just be uncomfortable for a while, and I will be able to recover soon.

Just in time to get that thing back to the castle."

"Already there?" Mal asked quickly.

The Wind Wolf King nodded: "Yeah. Finally, it wasn't a waste of time." "Then can I start?" Comlan asked energetically.

"Move! Move!" Mal waved his hand.

Seeing the worried look of the Wind Wolf King, Mal patted his bracelet and said, "All the good stuff is with me! He doesn't have anything... huh?"

Mal turned his head quickly and blankly: "What did you lose?"

The Wind Wolf King sometimes feels that humans are always good at creating surprises, no matter who they are.

He never thought that one day he would hear Mal say such words to Comlan.

However, Mal probably didn't expect this either.

His confident expression became extremely strange because of the sudden change.

"It's just a life potion!" Komlan answered innocently.

"You, sprayed life potion on those scarabs?" Mal doubted his ears.

He stared at the round mirror in front of him, his eyes filled with confusion.

The group of scarabs, which were out of control but had been working tirelessly to take a bite of the alloy, were actually spinning around because of Komlan's life potion.

Some scarabs even fell to the ground.

Andrew quickly came over, looking in the mirror while fiddling with his tool tray: "The vitality is not gone, but it has become stronger."

"This doesn't seem like it." Mal whispered, pointing at the scarabs in the circular mirror that fell into the water but were not teleported back to the swarm.

However, even if he spoke in a low voice, the weirdo on the other side had noticed the problem and was carefully moving closer to take a look.

Mal's expression froze, and he pressed on the shield and concentrated his energy... rows of needles flew out in response.

"Crack~Dang"

Two huge blades suddenly rushed out from the monster's flat body, sweeping away all the flying needles.

"Strange?" Andrew was a little confused, "This, weapon...why haven't I heard of it?

Are there any gods in Toril who wield such a blade?"

He always gets full marks in his theology classes!
It's impossible to ignore such an oppressive weapon.

Andrew was puzzled and could only hope that it was because it was too niche that Lowry didn't mention it to them...it couldn't be that even their lord didn't know about it!

He could only focus on another thing now: "Knight Komlan, what kind of life potion did you throw out?

Can you change to a bottle of different origin and continue spraying it?"

Comran took out the potion bottle and looked at it: "Oh, it's from the Church of the Earth.

So I threw the bottle of Lowry to do it?"

Andrew nodded quickly.

Comlan also completed the task neatly and quickly, raising his hand and spraying out another bottle.

"Huh?" he said in surprise, "This is the first time I see that Lowry's products are not as good as those outside!"

The scarabs' wings only lit up for a moment, but they were not affected at all.

The strange man, who had already moved close to the shield under the cover of the blade, observed for a moment and then retreated again.

He also recognized that the two bottles in front and behind were life potions.

The scarab's appearance of having developed drug resistance also gave him great confidence.

"Throw another bottle of Dadi?" Comlan had already figured out the problem.

Andrew shook his head: “There are already some clues.

Do it when you need it."

He looked at the tool tray in his hand and said thoughtfully, "In the future, we should add a magic circle to observe whether the vitality is chaotic."

"That depends on our lord's ability!" Mal replied without turning his head, but his eyes were fixed on the blade in the round mirror.

He had an extremely dangerous feeling...it seemed that the thing on the opposite side could indeed cut through their shields.

But this is impossible!

The material of their shields is already a rare good thing in the world, not to mention the blessing of the gods... unless, this is another conceptual artifact.

It can cut everything directly... Although he thinks it is impossible for such a thing to exist in the world, Mal still plans to be careful.

You can never go too far wrong.

There are so many people standing behind him!
Mal gestured cautiously behind him. The knights of Qingfeng were startled, but they obediently took out a disc and each took away a Hamilton knight.

Andrew looked at Ezra, who looked confused, and pulled him to his side.

(End of this chapter)