A comic book, but a librarian

Elegant cursive words appeared in front of Yukinoshita Yukino, and they looked as if they were written by a knowledgeable and elegant person. Without saying a word, Yukinoshita Yukino immediately began to arrange the ceremony according to the words made up of this strange liquid.

[Resistance Ritual]: This ritual will implement a teaching of the Dayforge: A craftsman can only achieve his highest achievement after destroying his most precious tool. This is why the Lionsmith smashed his sword in front of the colonel.

For a moment, Yukinoshita Yukino actually hesitated, but she immediately took off the glove on her right hand, threw it into the center of the suggestion ritual array, and then lit the glove. It was her first work, simple, but useful enough and her most treasured tool.

Flames and high temperatures descended along with the disappearance of the gloves. Yukinoshita Yukino even suspected that she would probably die of dehydration in this place if they continued to delay.

"I wait in the desert, I burn in the ruins - gold and iron become water - earth and stone become wax - flesh becomes smoke - come into me, no longer exist."

The huge flame turned into a strange figure. Yukinoshita Yukino did not look directly at him. She could feel the huge energy surging there. It was something that did not belong to this world, so she should not look at it.

"It's actually you... It's actually you, how interesting..."

The Crucible King laughed heartily, and the flames were restrained and controlled at this moment, as if they had seen their king.

"We can chat later, help me first."

Uesugi Cheng's breathing became heavy. Supporting the arrival of the Crucible King required a large amount of Casting Nature and a slight amount of Lamp Nature. The consumption rate of the Red Essence was now beyond Uesugi Cheng's expectations. He did not want to encounter a shortage of fuel when forging again.

"Everything is in place..."

The Crucible King swung his fist and shattered the wolf's shadow. His tone became indifferent and resolute. There is nothing that cannot be shattered and then recast.

The extracted wolf power was suppressed to an acceptable range. Uesugi Cheng landed on the ground and ran straight to the sword. He had a hammer made of mountain copper in his hand and smashed it.

He was completing the final casting in the oldest and most traditional way, transforming the originally uncontrollable [Leap Consciousness: Ruthless Change] and the power of the Split Wolf into a controllable force and stuffing it back into the sword.

"..."

Yukinoshita Yukino curled up on the ground holding her head. She felt a severe pain in her head, as if it would explode at any second.

A large amount of knowledge that could not be digested in a short period of time was stuffed into her brain, and Yukinoshita Yukino gradually fell into a coma under the cover of the cart.

The golden sword was stained with black and blood after being struck, but it no longer tried to extend outward or occupy the sword body as before, but gradually became one with the sword.

For some reason, the Crucible King remained silent and watched Uesugi Cheng casting the iron. Uesugi Cheng even suspected that the Crucible King might have been replaced by someone else at this time. For example, his immediate boss was also Uesugi Cheng's immediate boss, the great Daytime Forge, who no one had ever guessed what he was thinking.

The temperature was gradually dropping, and the forging had come to an end. Although this area had become extremely messy and could even be said to have been completely destroyed, this was a small matter for Hua Ling and Uesugi Cheng. The next thing they had to consider was how to eliminate the power of the Split Wolf from this area.

Uesugi Cheng, who was still thinking about what to do next, looked up and saw the Crucible King's huge arm. After He raised his arm, the wolf howls stopped completely, and the golden and orange-red flames burned all the bloody scars.

[Apostle of Destruction]: It is the result of the struggle between the two gods, representing the will of the end and destruction, and is used by only one person (8 blades, 8 castings, 2 lamps)

After doing all these things, the Crucible King did not talk nonstop like he did in the past, trying to find more fun. Instead, he looked at Uesugi Cheng silently, and then without saying anything, he turned into golden ashes. These ashes automatically fell into the small bottle that Uesugi Cheng carried, which was originally used to contain the red essence. Even the mouth of the bottle was automatically blocked.

"That's quite... thoughtful. In that case, it's finally over."

Uesugi Cheng collapsed on the ground, completely ignoring the fact that his clothes were covered with a lot of ashes and dirt. The remaining power of the Split Wolf was not an easy target to deal with even though it had become rootless water. Fortunately, as the most special existence, he could borrow power between the two worlds. Otherwise, this matter would most likely still be abandoned halfway, and the semi-finished product would still be a semi-finished product.

The long sword that had become dull was held in Uesugi Cheng's hand. The destructive power in it was no longer surging, but was silently accepting Uesugi Cheng's control. Of course, Uesugi Cheng had enough reason to believe that if someone other than him held it, something extremely bad would happen.

"Ah, it was Yukinoshita who collapsed... No, we still have to contact the hospital. I hope she won't be too frightened when she wakes up."

Uesugi Cheng stood up, Hua Ling handed the mobile phone that had been placed somewhere else in advance to Uesugi Cheng, and then asked.

"Master, is it over?"

"Yeah, but other places are just beginning."

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Chapter 374: I don’t know how many times I’ve been to the hospital.

Yukinoshita Yukino woke up slowly. She smelled the smell of disinfectant, which made her very distressed. She didn't know why she seemed to have a special connection with hospitals recently, but once her family knew about this, her actions would definitely be affected to a certain extent.

Although she could ask Uesugi Cheng to create an illusion for her to deceive her family, Yukinoshita Yukino didn't want to use this method on her family, so she could only think about how to explain why she disappeared for so long and was admitted to the hospital.

So Yukinoshita Yukino opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a black figure standing in front of her bed. The huge bird head showed that it was definitely not a human being. This made Yukinoshita Yukino a little frightened, and she spoke subconsciously.

"leave here!"

What she didn't expect was that after she woke up, the black figure actually left without any unnecessary movements. It was at this time that Yukinoshita Yukino realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the language she used.

"What kind of language is this? I have never seen or heard of it before..."

Yukinoshita Yukino had never encountered such a wonderful thing. She had never heard of or spoken this language before, but now it came out of her mouth fluently, even more fluently than Japanese...

"Wait, why did I forget how to speak Japanese?!!"

This was what made Yukinoshita Yukino completely panic. She could explain and get away with everything else, but if she couldn't even speak Japanese, and switched to another language that no one could understand, she would never be able to convince her family no matter what.

"You haven't forgotten Japanese, you just can't remember it fluently for the time being. His method is still as rough as ever, pouring it directly into your brain. If I hadn't taken timely measures, you would be almost brain dead now..."

Uesugi Sumire was sitting on the bed next to her, slowly peeling an apple for himself. It was only then that Yukinoshita Yukino noticed that this was a very luxurious ward. What did not match its decoration were the two beds and other medical equipment in the room.

"First, I want to introduce you to the language you are speaking now, [Deep Mandaean]... There are many rumors about the origin of this language, but what is certain is that it is a dead language."

"A dead language...?"

Yukinoshita Yukino heard Uesugi Sumire speaking the same language as her, and saying such strange words at the beginning, which made her undoubtedly confused.

"If no one uses it and no one updates it, isn't it a dead language? You and I are the only ones in this world who know this language. Even Hikigaya Hachiman only knows Faha."

Yukinoshita Yukino touched her lips gently, feeling incredible about the words and sentences that came out of her mouth. She actually inherited such a unique language.

"This language is like the pre-evolution of Aramaic. Some people even describe it as 'the Aramaic alphabet dancing'. However, this language is related to supernatural powers. My personal advice is not to use it unless necessary."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded gently. Her face was pale now, and she looked subtlely powerless leaning on the hospital bed. She didn't even dare to think carefully about what she had encountered. She could feel that her brain was instinctively resisting thinking about these things.

"Don't worry. I've already processed the things in your brain. Only after you digest the current part will the new part be unlocked. That knowledge is indeed very useful for you now, but it's harmful to cram too much at once. You only need a little time to recall Japanese and then use it again. But I personally suggest that you do this after you master the current language. This is a rare opportunity."

Uesugi Cheng yawned. The [Deep Mandaan Language] that the Foundry personally gave her was much better than what she learned by herself. It was just like cramming a whole dictionary and grammar textbook into her brain at once. As long as she could master it, Yukinoshita Yukino would be a master of this language, not to mention being able to use it fluently.

Of course, the difficulty of mastering it is imaginable, after all, it is a gift from the "Forge".

"It's not that simple. I still have to go home..."

Yukinoshita Yukino smiled bitterly and shook her head. She began to search her memory for the Japanese part and simply closed her eyes and lay down. Seeing this, Uesugi Sumika didn't say anything. After throwing the apple core into the trash can, she picked up her clothes and walked out.

There were still many people coming and going in the hospital, among which there were many black shadows named "Death God" by him and Bao Yue Ye Xiao, following some of the people, looking as if they were waiting for their death to come.

But they undoubtedly ignored the existence of Uesugi Sumika, who was walking around the hospital with a sword in his hand. Even the surveillance camera could not capture the image of this high school student. He looked as if he did not exist.

"You should think about where you should go... Otherwise, if you are always sealed in the box, you won't be satisfied, and I will find it troublesome."

Uesugi Cheng spoke to the sword in his arms, and the sword responded with a slight tremor, as if it was really talking to Uesugi Cheng.

[Apostle of Destruction] has already begun to develop its own consciousness, and Uesugi Cheng will no longer suppress its power so forcefully. After all, no matter where you are, the truth that it is better to open up than to block will always exist.

Uesugi Cheng had to admit that the power of the [Apostle of Destruction] was indeed beyond his imagination, both in terms of lethality and range. Apart from not being as indestructible as the [Incomplete Sword Abrehe], Uesugi Cheng even felt that it was more terrifying than Abrehe in some aspects.

The power of the Split Wolf is integrated into the sword, and its properties are not compromised at all. When the [Apostle of Destruction] is fully activated, its enemies will be affected and lose their composure, or even lose their minds and start indiscriminate attacks. The second is the blessing bestowed upon it by the forge, or the power gained after the wrestling.

It can create high temperatures and explosions at the tip of the sword, and even directly shatter the target it hits. It can then use the power of stealing fire to quickly put the shattered objects together.

375

Chapter 375 The length of life.

Of course, the life killed by this sword will enter the sword in the form of an evil spirit and serve the user. Uesugi Cheng suspected that this part was mixed with the colonel's authority, or that he subconsciously pieced this power into the sword.

This function is of course a good thing for this sword, and the 'malicious' nature of the sword is also attracted by this ability, causing this ability to be distorted to a certain extent.

The spirits stored inside are uncontrollable and will attack indiscriminately when released. When the power of the evil spirits stored inside becomes strong enough, or when their number reaches a certain level, they will unstoppably pour out of the sword and begin to cause damage and destruction.

Moreover, the [Apostle of Destruction] will reshape these evil spirits, and even the user will not know what they will look like.

As for the second shortcoming of this sword... it only recognizes one user, Uesugi Cheng. If anyone else wants to pick it up, or even just hold it, they will be met with the most violent resistance, and may even die on the spot.

Of course, these are not problems for Uesugi Cheng. The only problem is where he should put the sword.

It is too troublesome to carry it with you, but finding a place to store such a special weapon is not an easy task either.

"Forget it, let's put it back in my room first. I'll find a good place for you later."

The [Apostle of Destruction] did not resist Uesugi Cheng's words. It just stared silently at every passerby as if it was choosing its own target, but it did not put it into practice because of Uesugi Cheng's existence.

"Forget it, I'd better go find something to eat first. I hope the factory can finish cleaning up as soon as possible... Otherwise it will be troublesome. After all, it's a place built with great difficulty for spirits to live normally."

Uesugi Cheng touched his stomach, and with the help of illusion, he bought a bag for badminton rackets on the roadside, put the sword in it, and then prepared to find a good place to fill his stomach before going out.

In fact, he was not very worried about Yukinoshita Yukino's family. After all, he had planted a seed in their subconscious through the mirror during that short banquet. This seed would not directly change their thoughts, but would make them subconsciously ignore the abnormality of Yukinoshita Yukino.

"Good afternoon, brother, you came a little early today. I still need to prepare here."

The owner of the ramen shop looked at Uesugi Sumire with some surprise when he walked into his shop. As a regular customer, he remembered clearly the time when Uesugi Sumire came to the shop every time, but Uesugi Sumire had never appeared here in the afternoon or evening.

"Yeah, my schedule has been a bit messed up since the holiday. I just did some exercise and my stomach is growling with hunger. I'll just follow the usual menu and order the largest portion."

A familiar aroma filled the ramen shop. Uesugi Cheng casually found a clean chair and sat down. The boss here had been working for more than ten years and had finally come to terms with his own obsessive-compulsive hygiene requirements.

At least I won't ask for it to be spotless.

"Brother, come and try my new and improved flavor. If you like it, I'll add it to the menu. The price of this ramen will be calculated as usual. The extra stuff will be given to you as a gift."

The steaming ramen arrived in front of Uesugi Cheng. He swallowed his saliva and had to say that this boss really had the real stuff. At least he was talented in making ramen and would not randomly improve upon it to come up with some dark dish.

"Come to think of it, little brother, are you almost entering your senior year of high school?"

Uesugi Cheng was a little dazed. It was so long ago that he didn't know how long ago someone had asked him the same question.

“Yes, it will be very hard.”

Uesugi Cheng replied subconsciously, but then he felt that for him now, these things probably had nothing to do with hard work.

"But it shouldn't be a problem for me."

"Come to think of it, little brother... this is indeed what makes you feel different the most."

"what?"

Uesugi Cheng was stunned for a moment, obviously not realizing what his boss was talking about.

"That's it. You don't seem to be anxious about anything. You always seem to be so leisurely every time you come here. No matter what the problem is, it seems that it can't make you anxious."

Uesugi Cheng suddenly laughed, and his smile turned into a loud laugh.

"It seems so. After all, there is really nothing urgent..."

When his life was extended, many things became less urgent. Even if he had not started his life all over again, perhaps he would not be so anxious to do many things. Just like dealing with the spirit of Tai Sui, he could have hidden himself and slowly designed and explored, instead of pushing many things forward like he is now.

"Boss, the money is on the table. I'm leaving first."

Uesugi Cheng drank the last mouthful of noodle soup and wiped his mouth.

"It tastes really good, but if you want to sell it, it would be better to make the taste lighter so that it suits the taste of most people."

The boss nodded, carefully took note of Uesugi Cheng's suggestion and took the money.

"In the end, my days off are actually a bit busier, but at least I'm not busy with repetitive and boring tasks anymore."

A copper coin danced in Uesugi Cheng's hand and was then thrown high into the air.

"But it's not bad..."

The sound of a phone rang. Uesugi Sumiko looked and saw that Yukinoshita Yukino would call him at this time, so he picked up the phone without thinking much.

"I forgot to ask a question... We made such a big fuss, are there really no problems?"

"What do you think those rituals I asked you to set up are for? There's actually no need to ask such questions."

"No, what I mean is, what you create must be very powerful. Won't some powerful being notice it and come and steal it?"

"That's why I set up those rituals to prevent prying eyes."

"Can it block their sight?"

"No, warn them that they can watch it at their own risk."

Uesugi Cheng smiled. His warning was very effective. At least at the moment when the [Apostle of Destruction] was forged, most of the beings just took a look and then looked away.

"That's it..."

Yukinoshita Yukino was obviously speechless at Uesugi Sumire's answer.

"The next time we meet will probably be after the New Year, so I'd like to wish you a Happy New Year in advance."

Uesugi Cheng suddenly spoke up, saying that he was about to go home and disappear for a while, and would not go out unless there was something special.

"Okay, Happy New Year."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded, returned her gaze to the densely packed characters in front of her, and began her own efforts.