I'm really just human

Fei Yuzhen's shoulders sank, and he clearly felt the fear of the forbidden book.

As the only fighting force present, the pressure he endured far exceeded that of others, and even the Holy Sword of Fire made a sound as if it was overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Xia Chuan quickly looked away and flashed in the direction where Kamishiro Reika disappeared with his white sword.

"call!"

"Is that form really a swordsman?"

Fei Yuzhen felt relieved and came out of the transformed state while panting, with a look of shock still on his face.

He saw it very clearly.

The white sword was not used for transformation at all.

It was a mysterious power different from that of the Holy Swordsman, as if it came from the universe...

"The War of Gods."

Yuri, who had been distracted in the back, suddenly muttered something, and his expression changed several times.

"You should have seen it too. Although the forms are slightly different, the power is obviously from the same source. I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Fei Yuzhen hesitated and opened his mouth.

Has he seen it?

Shaking his head without thinking too much, Fei Yuzhen hurriedly got up and looked towards the tunnel across the lava ruins, only to find that the sick young man had already disappeared.

……

Antarctic base.

Kamishiro Reika rolled out of the teleportation book door in pain, her red swordsman uniform was torn, and the sword wound on her thigh was particularly scary.

"That sword... Ugh!"

As her leg wound was pulled, Reika Kamishiro frowned repeatedly. When she was about to find a place to treat it, she suddenly bumped into the arms of another red swordsman.

"Brother, Brother!"

Kamishiro Reika bounced back and fell, and after seeing the figure coming, she quickly lowered her head to cover the sword wound.

"I……"

"You disappoint me so much, Linghua! Why did you go against the Lord's instructions?"

The red swordsman threw down the hemostatic medical kit with a cold voice.

"Stay at the base and reflect on your actions. You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

After leaving Kamishiro Reika, the red swordsman walked solemnly into the temple and bowed respectfully to the Holy Lord of Truth at the top.

"I'm very sorry, Linghua is no longer suitable to be the Smoke Swordsman. I will find a successor as soon as possible..."

"I actually like you as a sister."

The Lord of Truth waved his hand to interrupt the red swordsman and projected the external mirror image of the base into the temple.

Under the Antarctic snowstorm, Ebolt's golden and red armored figure stood in the air. Just one look at the red swordsman made him feel his heart tighten.

"This is……"

The red swordsman fell to his knees.

"Holy Lord, I'll take care of him! I'll take the blame for Linghua's mistakes!"

"You are no match for him."

The Lord of Truth narrowed his eyes slightly, a malicious spell appeared on his cheek, and before he could move, he saw a huge wind and snow light blade hit the transparent barrier.

The entire base shook violently, and the external protective shield was greatly deformed, as if it would be destroyed in the next moment.

Kamishiro Reika, who had just recovered from her injuries in the front hall, stood up in horror, her beautiful face, which had always looked so superior, now filled with fear.

"That guy is coming after me!"

There is no teleportation book portal, which means that the other party flew from the Northern Hemisphere to the South Pole.

What resentment what?

"boom--!"

There was another terrifying shock brought by the slashing. Just when the base barrier was about to break, the Lord of Truth snorted coldly and raised his hand to press down. The aura of the book next to him, which contained some of the power of the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence, burst out through the air.

"call!"

The base barrier in the wind and snow took shape again, the invisible spatial force spread, and a circle of space-time vortex instantly expelled Xia Chuan and teleported him to another space.

"So what if the seal is lifted? I have some authority and there is no way I can lose to you!"

Feeling a strong sense of weakness coming from his body, the Lord of Truth forced himself to lean against the throne and waved his hand to signal the red swordsman to leave.

I almost lost it.

It seems that Decade is indeed unstoppable.

At least these local knights can no longer do it.

In this case, he gave it another push, completely transforming Decade into a holy sword, becoming the fuel for the revival of the Book of Creation "Omniscience and Omnipotence".

The power of the holy sword is not so easy to copy.

If Decade is assimilated by the Book of Genesis, he can still achieve the final victory.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Truth again.

Decade still lacks three holy swords. Among them, the Thunder Sword and the Time Sword are on his side, and the Nameless Sword Void is sealed in the "Book of Destruction" in the forbidden library.

No wonder Decade came all the way to Antarctica.

"We have enough holy swords, but we still need some fantasy driving books. Let's attack the North District Base first."

"Wow!"

Fantasy World.

Xia Chuan broke through the space and fell into the forest with a sword. The power of the sword tore the surrounding trees into countless pieces.

In the first stage, Ebolt's power was not enough to defeat the Sword of Truth.

Yak is just too lucky.

You don't have to do anything, you can directly mobilize some of the power of the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence.

“Is this the fantasy world?”

Xia Chuan turned his attention to the dreamlike environment around him.

Unlike reality, everything here is so unreal.

On the floating islands where all kinds of mythical beasts live, light fills every corner, and all things thrive, as if all human imaginations can be realized.

As an "alien life form" knight, he seemed a little strange here, and he was only able to avoid being rejected because of the white sword in his hand that contained the power of the holy sword.

"Boom!"

As Xia Chuan leaped into the air, the fantasy world was suddenly covered with thunderclouds. A charming old man in the fantasy cottage shivered and hid his body, but was still locked by Xia Chuan's telekinesis.

"Don't kill me, I am the guardian here..."

"How do I return to the real world?"

Xia Chuan flashed over and grabbed the charming old man.

The old man was also the originator, and he and the first Lord of Truth guarded two worlds respectively.

However, this guy seems to have only inherited knowledge and has almost no combat power. He can't even interfere with reality. He can only cooperate with the Sword of Light Yuri.

Xia Chuan had no interest in the old man and just wanted to leave the fantasy world as soon as possible.

After all this ordeal, Mei Sudo's body was obviously unable to bear it anymore, and if it went on too long, big problems would arise.

"I'll take you back."

The charming old man was terrified. He looked at the thunderstorm outside the window and didn't dare to let Xia Chuan stay in the fantasy world for a moment.

"In fact, the power of the holy sword can go back and forth, but you just need to pay attention to the position."

"It's troublesome."

Xia Chuan put away his sword, took a final look around, and followed the charming old man through the teleportation gate.

The fantasy world seems to be the world that supports the story.

The imbalance here will lead to the destruction of reality, which means that reality may be a storybook derived from here.

The Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence is somewhat consistent with the world of magic gems he holds, and is an auxiliary tool for the Lord of the World.

"Wow!"

Bonfire City.

Press.

Mei Sudo felt sore all over and walked into the editorial office with difficulty with a bad look on her face. She held her old waist with one hand and handed the report to Yuki Shirai.

"Here, Sister Xue."

"What's wrong with you, Mei?" Shirai Xue widened her eyes.

It’s really that Mei Sudo’s current image is too special, with a bruised face and nose, as if she had jumped off a building.

What’s amazing is that they managed to persevere.

"You can actually take a leave..."

"It's a long story."

Mei Sudo sucked in a breath of cold air, and sat down on the table tremblingly. Her miserable face could not hide the joy and pride, which made people feel both sympathy and laughter.

"I am now a true swordsman."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 493 Uncle Sword Soul?

"Y-really?"

Shirai Xue gave a dry laugh and tried hard not to look at Sudo Mei's miserable appearance.

"But then again, I haven't seen Mei transform yet, which is a bit of a shame."

"Will have the opportunity next time."

Mei Sudo grinned and patted her bag, but ended up pulling her injured muscles again, and her whole face hurt like a crowing rooster.

"Oh!"

"Mei," Shirai Xue said worriedly, "You should go back and rest. I'll give you a few days off. Anyway, Mr. Kamiyama has received the manuscript for next month."

"Ok."

Sudo Mei was indeed unable to bear it anymore, so she held her waist and stood up carefully.

"I will definitely let you see my transformation when there is a chance, Sister Xue."

"By the way, Mei," Shirai Yuki smiled gently, "could you please ask Kamiyama-sensei to continue writing the story of the swordsman next time? There are many people in this world who need to gain strength through these stories, just like Kamiyama-sensei's first best-selling book, 'Lost Memories'."

"no problem!"

Mei Sudo walked out of the publishing house feeling refreshed and looking forward to the future with joy.

"A story about a swordsman? Maybe I can be the protagonist."

but……

After returning to the single apartment, Mei Sudo was stunned for a moment, then slowly reacted.

She seems to be different from other swordsmen.

Others control the sword by themselves, but in her case, it is the person who is controlled.

"Is this still considered a swordsman?"

Mei Sudo scratched her hair, drew out the white sword in front of the mirror, and Natsukawa's white-haired figure suddenly flashed in the peripheral light of the mirror.