I let the genie out of the bottle

Chapter 125 The Bait, Hanging High Above Our Heads

"The God-Savior Blade...?"

Lu Ye suppressed his surprise and returned to his usual calm demeanor.

Then, he reached for the platinum dagger in the box.

The short knife in the box trembled slightly, as if resisting Lu Ye's touch.

In fact, there was a subtle tendency for them to try to break free from Lu Ye's grasp.

Artifacts possess a spirit, and this weapon, born from the remains of the Last King, naturally possesses its own spirituality.

This is it resisting.

This weapon harbors deep hostility towards Lu Yehuai.

Seeing this, Lu Ye remained silent, and a surge of powerful magic power erupted, covering the platinum-gold dagger in his hand.

The next moment, the knife in my hand emitted a sound that was almost a mournful cry, and after a few seconds, it finally calmed down.

"To be precise, it's not a miracle-working sword, but a counterfeit product, right?"

Holding the platinum-colored [Savior Blade] in his hand, Lu Ye asked in a gentle tone.

Upon hearing his question, the magicians in front of him exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions a mixture of confusion and fear.

Counterfeit or substandard products?

“That’s right, this is indeed the weapon wielded by the strongest steel, no wonder I feel such a strong sense of disgust.”

Athena walked over slowly, making no attempt to hide the disgust on her face.

The feeling of disgust I had previously developed was, I thought, an instinctive reaction to the power brought about by the involvement of the god-killer.

But now it seems that what aroused my aversion was this weapon.

"Moreover, it does indeed appear to be as you said, not the one held by the Last King, but a weapon forged from the remains of the strongest steel, which can be called a counterfeit."

As she spoke, Athena glanced at Lu Ye, her eyes filled with a hint of curiosity.

It's understandable that she, as an ancient earth goddess, could see this.

Lu Ye's ability to recognize the weapon already surprised her quite a bit.

Surprisingly, it can be seen that this [Savior Blade] is not the original version held by the Last King, but a second-generation Savior Blade regenerated from its remains.

It's worth noting that even she, upon first seeing the weapon, subconsciously failed to recognize this detail.

In that case, it would be even more impossible for a human to recognize this weapon.

However, since Lu Ye didn't seem inclined to explain, she suppressed her curiosity and didn't ask.

"But why did this weapon end up here?"

As she spoke, Athena looked at the platinum dagger in Lu Ye's hand with the eyes of someone looking at something dirty.

"To forge the remains of the strongest steel into a usable weapon, the earth should be needed to nurture it. However, I don't seem to be sensing any such fluctuations."

The Savior Blade is the weapon wielded by the Last King, the Strongest Steel. It is a weapon formed by combining countless celestial weapons obtained by Prince Rama from the immortals and gods.

Although it looks like a sword, it contains the characteristics of all weapons.

When the last king fell into a deep sleep, the weapon he held in his hand, as his remains, pierced the earth and remained there.

Originally, it was a double-edged sword with a blade one meter long, but after the Last King fell into a deep sleep, it decayed into a state of rotten blade.

After being reborn by the earth, it transformed into a white-gold dagger.

However, given Athena's status, if the remains of the savior's sword were to be reborn through the earth, she would undoubtedly be able to detect it.

Could it be that my perception is flawed?

Athena couldn't help but think this, her expression clearly showing some displeasure.

"Presumably, it's not that your perception is flawed, but rather that the reforging of this sword did not utilize the earth as it is today."

Lu Ye glanced at Athena and spoke softly.

"Not the land as it is now? Could it be the future?"

The goddess frowned, disobeying.

"Maybe, maybe it's a parallel world."

As he spoke, his magic continued to wash over the knife.

This is not his own weapon; the Last King has left a deep mark on the inside of this blade.

However, now the knife has fallen into Lu Ye's hands, while the Last King is still fast asleep in some unknown corner.

Lu Ye's immense and powerful strength violently entered the weapon.

Even though she always longed for the Last King, she was powerless to resist Lu Ye's entry.

The blade is starting to look strange...

In the end, even though it was unwilling, the knife's body temporarily submitted to Lu Ye's tyranny and had no choice but to comply with him.

"Now the bait is quite obvious, isn't it? Although the process was a little bumpy."

As Lu Ye spoke, magic gathered once again.

Although this is not a weapon that belongs to oneself, it can still be used briefly when there is no one to compete with.

In any case, it's enough as bait.

As he thought this, a white-gold sphere of light gradually gathered on the blade of the white-gold dagger in his hand.

It was like the intense light of a sun that had fallen to earth.

A platinum sun, 100 meters in diameter, slowly rises and soars through the sky.

This is a portion of the power of the God of Salvation Blade, from which dense and powerful lightning can be released.

Of course, what Lu Ye needs is not power. If he were to seek power, either the Great Flood or the Judgment of Sodom would be enough.

What he needs is a symbol of his power as the savior's sword, a manifestation of part of the power of the Last King.

"So that's how it is. This is your purpose."

Upon seeing this, Athena's face immediately showed a look of realization.

Although she felt extreme disgust for this power, there was a certain pleasure on her face as she showed her disgust.

"Using the power of the strongest steel to lure his retainers...?"

Guinevere, the goddess who had been traversing the earth for the resurrection of the last king, and Lancelot, the disobedient one, who guarded her side—no, it should be said that Hippolyta was the disobedient one.

As the proud daughter of the earth, she turned and groveled, submitting to the steel that was her enemy.

That divine ancestor has always maintained a vigilant demeanor, but with this thing as bait, in order to seek the possibility of becoming the final king, wouldn't she rush over like a moth to a flame, disregarding everything?

"So, in a sense, that troublesome guy actually did me a big favor."

As Lu Ye spoke, a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Since that's the case, let's not treat her like a leek to be harvested, but rather as a tool."

P.S.: Why would I think it was the Black Prince? He may cause trouble, but where did he get that savior's sword...?

Chapter 126 This is the Last King's fault

"So, how exactly did you offend Mrs. Elsa? Can you explain that to me?"

Lu Ye toyed with the platinum-colored dagger in his hand and spoke in a rather calm tone.

Although the matter involved a god-slayer, he didn't care.

However, my concern about this matter is limited to mere curiosity.

Furthermore, Lu Ye values ​​his own possessions very much.

The magicians, who were about to explain, exchanged glances and then gave each other bitter smiles.

Before he could even speak, had Wang already confirmed who the murderer was?

That makes sense, after all, so far this king has been acting with almost precognitive wisdom.

Identifying the murderer is not easy, but for Lu Ye, it's a simple matter.

Indeed, the aura of the god-slayer lingers here.

Luo Hao has been staying at home in Lushan, Marquis Voban and the Sword King are currently playing a fun cross-dressing game, and the American guy is obsessed with hero role-playing.

Of the two remaining potential troublemakers, the Black Prince harbors a deep-seated fear of Lu Ye and therefore will not act rashly.

In other words, if he were to make a move, it would definitely be with the intention of causing Lu Ye a lot of trouble, rather than destroying a house.

Such pointless provocations will only bring trouble to oneself, and will not achieve either the removal of obstacles or the acquisition of desired things.

Therefore, he would never do something so unwise.

Therefore, by using the process of elimination, only Mrs. Elsa, who was always causing trouble, remained.

Moreover, the reforged savior sword was able to be left behind at the scene...

If it weren't for Lancelot or the god Gnevel, they would never have lost this divine artifact unless absolutely necessary.

"Yes, King."

The elderly magician in front of Lu Ye knelt on the ground and answered somewhat fearfully.

“Your…” He hesitated for a moment, “...is a member of the same clan. Lady Aisha suddenly appeared near the manor and asked to stay the night.”

"Considering that the King might be interested in this, we took it upon ourselves to allow her to enter the mansion."

This was their deduction based on Lu Ye's past behavior.

The god-slayers defeated by Lu Ye had their power taken away by him.

Therefore, when they encountered Lady Elsa, who was always elusive and rarely seen, they naturally hoped to keep her there and wait for Lu Ye to return.

In a sense, this is also a manifestation of loyalty.

"However..." he said, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"When that king learned of the master of this place, he suddenly showed great fear and resistance, and his power went berserk. He even summoned the divine artifact in your hand, Your Majesty, and destroyed the surrounding area."

"Just as I thought." Lu Ye nodded indifferently and said, "I already know about the matter. Since it has nothing to do with you now, and you can even be considered to have benefited from the misfortune, I will not pursue the matter too much."

Although it was just a mansion, its value was nowhere near that of the divine sword in his hand.

However, Lu Ye has always had a very low tolerance for the idea of ​​his own belongings being damaged by someone else.

"However... no matter what your reasons were, the fact that you made the decision on your own and acted on your own initiative cannot be erased. You will decide for yourselves what kind of punishment you should receive."

Lu Ye pronounced the verdict directly.

"Yes," the magicians answered in unison.

The degree of punishment is difficult to determine as it is up to the individual to decide.

This means that, in any case, they need to avoid punishing themselves too leniently, lest the king be dissatisfied upon hearing the news.

That would undoubtedly be a disaster.

"Furthermore," Lu Ye added, narrowing his eyes, "even if I were to punish you, it doesn't mean I would allow the blades I control to become dull—do you understand that?"

Although Lu Ye's words were cold-blooded, they were to these magicians—

"Thank you for your kindness, Wang."

Unlike other god-slayers who completely follow their own whims, Lu Ye sometimes doesn't need to be so harsh when dealing with subordinates who are completely under his control.

He wouldn't do something as foolish as weakening himself.

Of course, a decline in authority is also a form of weakening, and he will be able to strike a good balance between them.

"Then, take us to the next mansion."

Lu Ye instructed.

Unexpectedly, this weapon of the Last King appeared in Lu Ye's hands so easily.