"In the recorded 5000 year history, there are a total of eleven people who have the title of 'hero'. Among them, four people use swords, and the swords they use are also recognized as hero swords in the Treasure Encyclopedia. In addition, there are a total of 137 swords called hero swords in history, but most of them were destroyed as early as contemporary times due to their names not matching their names. There are a total of 377 related materials, which one are you planning to ask?" The bookworm led the crowd to the basement floor.
"Teacher Bookworm, what are we going to do on the basement floor now?" Alice noticed the steps under her feet and grabbed the handrail as she walked down. In ancient libraries, people were very careless about places other than storing books. Stairs like this or channels that have just passed through can be very difficult to walk through. The rest room is also simply decorated with a few simple decorations, the only difference is probably that there are no books in the rest room.
The bookworm walking ahead has become accustomed to such a crude channel. The quick and skilled movements led his footsteps down. On the other hand, he did not answer Alice's question. Instead, Sherry, who was at the end, answered on his behalf, "That's because there are books about history in the basement. In the library, the characters are on the second floor, and magic is on the first floor. All other books are in the basement, including civil engineering, medicine, architecture, astrology, divination, and so on."
"The hero sword I'm looking for is a weapon from the Soul series," Jess, who was following the bookworm, thought for a moment before saying.
"Soul series! In this case, only one piece of information is left."
Jess was startled. "I'll know so soon."
"However, there is not much information about it."
"Why?" Jess asked as everyone had already walked out of the stairs and arrived at a wider underground space. And there is also a downward staircase next to it. The question of how many basement floors there are in the ancient library has aroused Jess's interest.
The bookworm is just walking ahead on its own. "Because only unofficial stories have been passed down in the Soul series' hero swords, such records are not complete. Not to mention, it was during the turbulent times two thousand years ago."
Jess's doubts grew more and more in his heart, and his interest became increasingly aroused. "What's going on?"
The bookworm didn't answer, he slowly shuttled through various bookshelves, and it took him a while to stop in front of one of the bookshelves. Reaching out, he took out a yellowed scroll and blew heavily. As expected by others, a pile of dust rises from the scroll.
Carefully opening the scroll bar, the bookworm just looked at it and nodded, occasionally making a "hmm!" sound. The feet below also skillfully guided the bookworm and others towards the nearby table. The people who were taken wandering around dared not speak up, at least as the seventh samurai, Jess, no one dared to disturb his childhood playmate until he spoke.
The bookworm's feet stopped in front of a table, and the scroll bar in its hand was also placed on the table. He looked at the people present and cleared his throat before starting to say, "2500 years ago, the mainland was divided into eight countries. Each had extremely strong different types of military force, which also caused about 700 years of separatism. Among them, the most powerful pure sword technique was the 'Asa Kingdom'. The more than 200 members of the 'Asa Guard Knights' led by the Sword Saint were considered formidable enemies in the eyes of various countries, but what is even more frightening is the pure defensive force of the kingdom, the' Hero Swordsmen ', commonly known as the' Hero Sword '."
"Pure defensive force?" Jess asked with a frown.
"Hmm! In the records left behind, there were eighteen Heroic Swords who served alongside the king of As'a for about three hundred years."
"Three hundred years?"
"That's right! For a total of three hundred years, it's hard to determine whether they belong to the same group of people. But they never engage in aggressive battles. On the contrary, if they want to invade the Kingdom of Asa, they must first ask for their consent."
"So great!"
Yeah! For three hundred years, no matter how big or small the situation was, they only sent one person to solve it, and of course, they had the qualification to invade. As a result, other countries were even more afraid to invade the Kingdom of Asa. However, it also cultivated a tacit understanding that if the Kingdom of Asa actively invades the outside world, other countries must unite to resist. The characteristic of Heroic Sword not actively participating in aggressive wars also forced other countries to unite against Asa, because it was the only opportunity to prevent Heroic Sword from engaging in defensive aggression. As long as the territory was not lost, Heroic Sword would not go to protect the territory lost by other countries in the hands of Asa. There were three or four neighboring countries. The joint invasion of As'a by several countries was also defeated by a member of the Heroic Sword
"Did they unite and only send three or five people to invade?" Jess said incredulously.
"At that time, the military strength of various countries was recorded in official historical records to be over 100000 soldiers, and the combined number of troops and horses used in national level offensive and defensive warfare reached up to 300000 on both sides. If calculated in this way, it is estimated that the minimum number of three countries' joint attacks would be at least 30000 soldiers, with each country contributing 10000 soldiers. Facing a large army of 30000 soldiers with one person's strength, the modern Seven Warriors were not much compared."
Being snatched away by a bookworm who didn't know that Jess had the identity of a seven samurai, Jess couldn't find anything to refute the other party. After all, the calculations above are the minimum estimated number. If this history is true, then the combat power at that time must have been more than that. Moreover, these seven individuals can all fight against tens of thousands of people, and there are those who are stronger than them. It is not impossible to defeat tens of thousands with one enemy. But Jess still said defiantly, "Have they really never deployed more than two people?"
"Yes! Only twice."
"Oh~! Let's hear it."
"The first time was two thousand years ago, when the Dragon and Demon tribes launched a great invasion of humanity. In the 'Dragon and Demon Alliance Battle', the other seven kingdoms were unable to escape. The better situation was that they were still struggling to support the retreating front line, maintaining the last bit of territory. The worse situation was that they had already suffered the fate of the destroyed country. Just as each country fell one by one, the poisonous claws of the Dragon and Demon Alliance had already reached the territory of the As'a Kingdom. At that time, the king did not do any other resistance, but directly ordered eighteen members of the Heroic Sword to attack together."
"Oh! I remember that period of history was about..." Seeing that Jess couldn't speak for a long time, the bookworm took Jess's words. "That period of history was when the Dragon and Demon tribes joined forces to invade the human world. As the human world was about to be ruled by a coalition, there was an internal dispute between the Dragon and Demon tribes. In the face of the opponent's internal coaxing, the remaining humans and sub human tribes joined forces to fight together and repel the Dragon and Demon tribes' coalition. However, the records are also unclear."
"The hidden history is..."
"In the first battle, one member of the Hero Sword disappeared, while the others were slightly or severely injured. However, the alliance of the Dragon and Demon tribes disappeared from the mainland, and there have been no more rumors since then."
Jess opened his mouth to the bookworm, and his expression changed several times in a row as he hesitated to speak. It was not until the end that Jess finally decided on the problem. "So... is the opponent completely destroyed or..."
The bookworm just shook its head. "No one knows, and there are no records left."
Jess scratched his head, thought about himself, and then thought about the strong people who lived two thousand years ago. It took a long time for Jess to raise the question again. "What was the second time?"
"The second time was about a year after the Dragon and Demon tribes' joint battle against humans. At that time, the captain of the Heroic Sword led seven other subordinates, a total of eight members, to rebel. King As'a ordered the remaining nine members to fight against the rebels, but one of them did not take orders. Facing the Eight Heroic Swords, the result was a simple mathematical problem: eight minus eight equals zero, and no one was alive. The reason for his rebellion is still unknown."
"What about the remaining ones?"
"After learning the result, the remaining also rebelled, with the hero's sword pointing towards the country they had previously guarded. At that time, King Asa dispatched the Asa Guard Knights, who had not suffered any losses in the Dragon and Demon Alliance's battle against humans. The battle also ended as usual after the war, with over 200 knights, including the Sword Saint, completely wiped out and no one survived. The only two surviving members of the Knights' Order did not participate in the battle, but were sent to other places on missions to escape the disaster."
"And then what?"
The remaining members of the Heroic Sword then pursued and killed the King of Asa. The king fled to the ancient library to demand protection under the protection of two remaining members of the Knight Order and a group of victims. After the remaining members of the Heroic Sword broke into the library, they were defeated by the third director at the time and sealed in a certain location. The location is unknown. Later, most of the countries on the mainland went through wars, and the Kingdom of Asa had all the elites die under the hands of the Heroic Sword, so each country started from scratch and developed from scratch. However, the country's power is no longer as strong as before, so the strategies of each country are used more frequently. This caused each country to split into independent city states, just like the current situation. "Afterwards, it was Nasin who unified the entire continent."
"In the library! That's no wonder. Hmm, who is the third director?"
The bookworm shook its head decisively. "I don't know, but I heard there is another ancient library somewhere in this world, where there are records left."
Alice raised her hand slightly, and the bookworm nodded to ask the other person a question. "Teacher Bookworm, why hasn't the history of the Heroic Swordsmen team been preserved in official history?"
"It's a simple reason, because they are rebels. As for a country, they don't sing about the deeds of rebels. But their actions are too interconnected, and no one can deny stopping a war that almost wiped out humanity as heroes. So let them disappear from history. And other countries cooperate for similar reasons, they don't want such heroic figures to appear in their opponent's camp. The eleven heroes known as heroes in history have brought infinite hope to humanity. Instead of letting such a presence appear in their opponent's camp, it's better for everyone to silence."
"What do you think their strength is probably?" Jess leaned back in his chair, his feet raised to the table, and asked with a nonchalant expression.
"In the history left behind by records, whether it is formal records or informal, or rumored stories, there is no battle narrative that is more talked about than them. Among humans, other races, etc."
"Yeah, the strongest in history..." Jess looked at the high ceiling with great care, no one could guess his thoughts. And the bookworm is buried in the world of scrolls on the review table.
"Okay! Let's go back," Jess bounced out of his chair and patted his buttocks.
"Oh! Goodbye." The bookworm didn't lift its head, and even waved its hand twice before stopping.
Jess looked at the bookworm and asked, "How about we go out and explore together?"
The bookworm's gaze left the scroll, and he smiled as he looked at Jess. "Will you leave the kitchen with a pile of food you haven't tasted before?"
Jess carefully considered it for a moment and then shook his head. The bookworm smiled even happier and said, "So, as the inheritor of 'Rainbow Soda', how could you think that I would leave the library with a bunch of books to read?"
Jess also smiled. The bookworm continued, "Let's wait for a year or two. If the number of books in the library hasn't increased a bit, I will leave the library after reading all the books."
"Are you going to finish reading all the books here?" Jess asked again, as if he didn't believe his ears.
"Yeah! Actually, reading is not as troublesome or slow as you imagine."
"That's you. By the way! What are you going to do after you leave?" Jess asked curiously.
The bookworm shifted its gaze back to the place it was interested in. "Find other books! No matter how many books there are in the library, there are always books in the world that the library has not collected. Let's focus on these books at that time."
"Will everyone gather again?" Jess turned his back to the bookworm, as if talking to himself or asking the people behind him.
"I don't know! The world can be big or small, who knows who will meet next."
"That's how interesting it is!" Jess left the place where his childhood playmates stayed with a soft laugh.
After returning to Platinum City, Jess and others were taken directly to the basement of the mansion, and Yanni had prepared a magic circle to cast resurrection magic. The Clear Sky Skull lay on the central altar, surrounded by four priests dressed up, reciting sentences that ordinary people couldn't understand. Yan Ni stood in front of the main altar wearing a pure white robe, with a hero sword shining slightly blue on her head.
"Has the thing been borrowed back?" Yan Ni's voice was different from usual, with a deep tone that made it difficult for those around her to recognize whether she had truly served the amiable Countess for a while.
Jess handed the book on his body to Yanni. Yan Ni picked up the key points of the soul summoning technique and flipped through a few pages, staring at one of the places. "Time of death?"
"Two thousand years ago!"
"So long!" Yan Ni frowned and approached the altar in the center of the magic circle. With one hand holding a book, the other waving in the sky, and his mouth reciting, "The heroic souls who lost their lives two thousand years ago, hear my call today and come to your body that may belong to you... (Spell)"
For Jess, the incomprehensible strings that could be compared to thunder were gradually read out from Yan Ni's mouth, and phosphorous flames appeared in the upper half of the basement. More and more phosphorous fires are emitting various different sounds, such as crying, shouting, and cursing. Most of the people watching on the side felt uncomfortable, and the only one who didn't feel anything on his face was Jess. But who knows if Jess is holding on or if his nerves are too big to feel.
After the person who stopped chanting instructed others to retreat into the magic circle next to the door, the uncomfortable feeling slowly receded from the crowd. Eleanor, who had also retreated into the magic circle, looked at the various phosphorous flames that were excluded from the boundary of the magic circle. Sometimes a person's face appeared, and occasionally her actions of colliding with the boundary made her tightly grasp Alice's hand next to her. And Alice seemed to be responding to Eleanor, their hands getting tighter and tighter.
Yan Ni looked at the preparation work almost completed and asked the only man standing outside the barrier, "Do you have any other information?"
Jess looked at the strange scenery in the air and told Yanni what the bookworm had told him when he was in the library. Yanni lowered her head and looked back at the book in her hand, continuing her peculiar language. However, there was no change in the surroundings this time, and the phosphorescence in the sky was still circling indoors. "Strange? Are they all useless? Have you entered reincarnation and reincarnated? Jess, do you have any other relevant information?"
Jess shook his head and walked towards the hero sword in front of the main altar, where the light presented periodic brightness and darkness. Jess picked up the hero's sword, and from the transparent blade, there seemed to be a person's image shouting, just like calling out to his companions. "Is it related to the strange words on the sword?" Jess shifted his gaze to the blade, extending two structures from the hilt, and the strange words also emitted a faint red light.
Yan Ni also approached and watched together. "What kind of text is this? I'm not quite sure. Maybe it really matters."
"'Asso Rubins Barrichello '."
"Does it sound like a name?" The two of them, looking at the hero sword, turned around to look for the person making the sound. The Luo God standing at the forefront of the barrier clearly told others that what she said was true.
"Do you understand?" Jess continued. Seeing Luo Shen nod, Yan Ni also approached the skeleton. There was another wave of nonsense, but still nothing happened.
"What about the other side of the text?" Upon hearing Yanni ask, Jess also flipped the hero sword to the other side for the Luo God to see. Luoshen squinted his eyes and looked at the strange text. "Qi... Qi... Zhen... Ah... Lis, 'Qi Qi&# 8231; Zhen Aris'."
Looking back at the skeleton, Yan Ni only made a few single notes, and the phosphorous fire that had been circling around the room began a different commotion. Suddenly gathering and dispersing, suddenly approaching not far above the skull, and then rushing to the top of the basement. Finally, only one phosphorous flame remained very close to the skeleton and began to be absorbed by the skeleton. This was the second time Jess had seen such a scene, the first time was when the skull began to move in the clear sky of the ancient pagoda.
Yan Ni watched as the mouth of the skull on the altar began to open and close, with inexplicable palpitations in her heart. She changed the book in her hand and picked up the profound white magic to flip to the page. Just as she was about to start reciting the mantra. "Ah! The program was written incorrectly."
Hurriedly picked up the feather pen on the side and made corrections to several words in the main magic circle. Jess looked at Yanni as she checked the book and made revisions, muttering, "Please~! Miss, we're only making the modifications now."
"There's nothing I can do! The magic circle was written from my own memory before you came back. I can't guarantee it's right!" Yan Ni's tone at this moment made the people belonging to Platinum City feel that Madam had returned.
Just Jess continued on, "What would happen if something went wrong?"
"I don't know!" The simple answer left Jess at a loss. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw Yanni start reciting a spell, and Jess had no choice but to shut up.
The book was placed on the golden shelf next to the altar, and Yanni stood in front of the skeleton, holding her hands high. The same unknown language was spoken from her and the four priests beside her. The blue light gathered on the skeleton gradually covered the entire skeleton, as if seeing the blue glass swordsman enveloping the skeleton. But this time the glass colored figure looks like a very fitting piece of clothing, just right on the surface of the skull.
At this moment, the surrounding phosphorous fire also became restless and kept colliding towards the direction of the skeleton. It's like trying to seize the body that's about to recover, but it's also blocked outside the barrier.
The barrier seems to be unable to sustain for a long time, and one crack after another can be detected from the text of the magic circle on the ground. Yan Ni, who was reciting the spell, watched anxiously as the crack appeared, but was unable to separate herself. The distraction from looking at the ground alone consumed her energy. The people around were either unaware or unable to help, and Jess was one of the latter.
Just as a hole was broken through in the magic circle, the hero sword on the main altar also underwent a transformation. The phosphorous flames that rushed into the magic circle boundary were all shattered by the hero sword flying in. The hero sword inserted between the feet of the skeleton on the altar, and the glass swordsman of the sword soul appeared as if to protect someone. The hands crossed in front of his chest, standing upright in a majestic posture, the glass swordsman showed no signs of emotion as usual, but his actions surprised everyone present. The nearby phosphorous flames are also afraid of its existence and dare not easily invade the boundary area.
Yanni's spell came to an end, and she quickly picked up a feather pen to complete the magic circle. Watching the completed magic circle emit a bright red light, she knew that the situation had been roughly settled.
The complete magic formation unleashed various colors of magic, and all the magic gathered inside the skeleton. Watching the heart, lungs, stomach, liver, etc. appearing in the bright light, the brain inside the skull slowly appeared and grew larger. The soul of the hero sword has disappeared, and the hero sword inserted on the altar is like celebrating the resurrection of its owner. The blade also emits bursts of blue light.
"He's resurrected! He's resurrected!"
"Yanni, what are you shouting about?" Jess looked at the Countess, who had completely lost her composure and was shouting.
Yan Ni just stuck out her tongue and smiled, "I wanted to shout like this a long time ago. Unfortunately, your life is even stronger than cockroaches, and you don't even need me to use such a big spell."
"This can be considered praise!" Jess focused on the rare sight before him, casually talking to Yanni.
The group of people standing by the door also watched the casting situation in the center position. Finally coming to an end, Jess and Yanni's expressions relaxed, indicating that success was not far away. Although it may not be a loud discussion, the situation of whispering cannot be stopped.
As a nun, Mary held onto the cross and watched every move before her, as if recalling something. She spoke up, "I remember he died because of Asa's hatred. I wonder if he will remember after his resurrection?"
A simple question made the two strong men's faces slightly change. "Hey! Have you considered this issue?" The other person shook their head sharply. When they shifted their gaze to the "corpse" that had already begun to grow a little muscle, their expressions had become similar to those of the corpse lying on the altar.
"Hey! What should I do? What should I do?" Jess hid behind Yanni and shouted nervously.
Yanni just desperately turned her head to look for the face of the guy hiding behind her. "You ask me what to do, how do I know? It's you who will resurrect him!"
Mary stood on the side, watching the movements of the two people in the field, and then said, "I remember he seemed to be the 'strongest guy in history'. If he really wants to cause trouble, who can cure him?"
Mary's irresponsible words further heightened their anxiety. This time, Jess and Yanni wandered around the altar, racking their brains. All their opinions were refuted in their own mouths, and others could only hear their unclear murmurs.
"By the way!" Jess suddenly clapped his hands and shouted. Yanni excitedly approached Jess and asked, "What and what?"
"Stop the progress of the spell, just don't resurrect him!"
"Pig! They are almost successful before they come to cause destruction, and the consequences may be even more serious. If we have to fight, I won't find someone who doesn't look like a human to fight."
"Then... kill him as soon as he successfully resurrects."
"Idiot! It's as despicable as strangling a baby as soon as it's born."
"So... what do you want me to do?"
"You..." "Alice! Alice! What's wrong with you!" Yanni was about to speak when Eleanor interrupted her, and Alice beside her was already squatting on the ground holding her head, as if in pain.
In the center of the field, the skeleton on the altar, whose muscles had grown halfway, began to twitch vigorously.