Lord Of The People: Summon The Mythical Ice Elf At The Start

"Not a secret treasure of chaos?"

Hearing the other party's speech, Yog cast his eyes over.

"you sure?"

"I said no it wasn't.

It seems that there is no doubt that it is no longer necessary to conceal his appearance. The hood on the top of the man's head was blown off by the shock wave, revealing a short snow-white hair.

In the center of his forehead, a pupilless eye rolled slowly, meeting Yog's gaze.

"What, are you questioning my judgment?"

Yog shook his head: "'940', of course I trust your judgment."

As the leader of this operation, the other four people present were all invited by Yuge himself.

For their identities and abilities on the surface, Yog is naturally very clear.

Senior, who is currently talking to him, is from the craftsman clan.

Craftsman spirits are a special race, often only when top-quality artifacts are born, will they combine the aura of the forger and the aura of the artifact, and will be born into the world.

As a powerhouse in the seventh realm, Senior's foundation is even more special.

He is a Chaos Craftsman who was born from the power of the two when a seventh-level peak created the Acquired Chaos Secret Treasure.

If there is anyone in this chaos who understands the secret treasure of chaos, then Senior is definitely the best.

Since he judged that the black sword was not a secret treasure of chaos, it was absolutely not.

but...

"The black sword can face the ultimate creature head-on. If it is not a secret treasure of chaos, what is it?"

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

The corner of Senior's mouth twitched upwards, revealing a piercing smile.

"I'm afraid that after you know the answer, you will lose the courage to move forward and can't help but want to retreat.

Lost courage?

Hearing Senior's words, Yog was stunned subconsciously.

Not only him, but even the Hierarch of Truth who was watching the situation, and the last Grover of the seventh realm also cast their gazes over.

In this chaos, there are not many existences that can scare them away.

"That thing...is it related to the eighth realm?"

"Unfortunately, not."

Negating Yog's conjecture, Senior didn't hold back anymore, and gave the answer straightforwardly.

"That's a Seventh Realm."

Yog: "?"

Grover: "?"

Master of Truth: "?"

"Do you not understand?

Senior glanced at them and explained further.

"I didn't play charades. The real body of that black sword is a seventh-level man."

"Of course, it is not alive, but has lost its inner soul and origin, leaving an empty shell of the way of the Lord God

"etc!"

As if thinking of something, the leader of truth suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the battlefield in disbelief.

"Could it be that the reason why the black sword is so powerful is because the opponent is burning itself?"

"That's right."

Senior replied: "An empty shell is naturally not an opponent of an ultimate creature under normal circumstances."

"But if the void consciousness ignites that empty shell, using the flesh as fuel to completely activate the way of the main god inside the other party."

"That means that the ultimate creature at this moment is not only facing the void consciousness alone."

"It's Void Consciousness plus Black Sword two seventh realms."

More importantly, this kind of irreversible burning, the power that erupts is extremely terrifying.

Even if the Black Sword 5.0 body is not complete, after such a wave of eruption, the power possessed by the opponent at this moment is still faintly above the seventh realm.

This is also the reason why the initial blow of the black sword can easily cut off the body of the ultimate creature.

"It's really a big deal."

Senior stared at the black sword with fiery eyes: "Yog, after this battle is over, that thing will belong to me.