Mei and his five companions successfully obtained the Ten Thousand Treasure Hammer and advanced towards the Ilubo Palace. The only woman put on the big cloak again to cover the prominent long horns. The oldest guy didn't say anything, but the other three were like little boys, clinging to the girl relentlessly.
"Ninia! Ninia! Ninia!"
"What are you doing?"
"Let me see if your horn is good!"
"No, no!" He made a face with his tongue sticking out, making his 33rd refusal.
"That's right, that's right! Take a look!" replied the young man who grew up in the same village.
"It's annoying! You guys! It's because you hate fools like you who hide it!"
"There's no reason for that! Come on, little cutie, how about showing off?"
"The third fool with a covered face, pretend to be your mystery and don't mess around like this! Maybe if you take off your headscarf, the content will be even more exciting."
"Too... too much! This is our traditional attire. Hey! What are you looking at? Don't have any ideas about me!" The swordsman, who followed the traditional attire, hid his face with a thick headscarf and was only wearing a layer of fabric. He looked at the two malicious young people beside him and said.
"No! I almost got distracted. Ninia, if there's not a satisfactory explanation, we'll have to enforce it. Speaking and speaking, why can we summon so many summoning beasts? Can you give me one or two each?"
"Don't... stop making trouble! That's what my parents left behind. On the eve of fleeing the Black Sheep, I followed the mandatory practice of the clan to imprint all the inscriptions on my body. Moreover, it's difficult for you without summoner bloodline to gain their trust. I haven't summoned all the summoning beasts in Kamaku, and there are still a few who are a bit temperamental and don't listen to my requests."
"Is there any difference?" the man with thick skin asked nonchalantly.
The woman looked angry, stopped and drew a simple magic circle on the ground. "Song, stand inside the magic circle!"
"What are you doing?"
"The condition for making a contract with summoning beasts is that someone who can summon them is there to guide and witness. This is why my father's generation forced me to make a contract with them, to prevent the summoners' clan from losing contact with them forever. Otherwise, it would be to use props to connect, but those props have disappeared. Now, I will be a witness for you."
"Is that enough?" An excited expression appeared on his face, but unfortunately he couldn't see the evil smile hidden in his cloak.
The woman smiled brightly and said, "Hmm! That's right! Under the long horns engraved by our ancestors, as long as we have a similar appearance to the summoned beast, we can make a contract. But if our appearance is different, we can also make a contract, but the mandatory process can be a bit painful."
"What about me?" the man asked in confusion.
"As long as you can defeat the summoning beast and make it acknowledge your strength, it will parasitize on you, giving you its abilities. When you are in danger, it will also actively appear as a helper. Of course, you can choose to summon it when you need it, but that is not practical. Moreover, it requires the investment of magic to provide the energy needed for summoning beasts to materialize in this dimension. It is difficult for a highly skilled wizard to materialize elemental elves, let alone large summoning beasts of unknown levels. This is the only way for non summoners to obtain summoning beast contracts."
"Why don't you let summoning beasts parasitize directly?"
"Because in order for the body to withstand their power, there must be a certain level of strength. This is also why we challenge them, to prove that you are strong enough to dominate them. However, the way we summoners make contracts has not been tested by the body's strength, so ordinary summoners cannot withstand the parasitic power of any summoning beast."
"Wait a moment, why do I think your smile is a bit strange?"
"Go tell it yourself!"
"It? Who is it?"
A red light wall rises from the outermost circle of the magic circle, isolating the entry and exit of the inside and outside. And in the summoning circle, a sizable hell three headed dog appeared. "Human beings who have made a contract with me, what is the purpose of summoning me out today?"
"The man in front of you wants to make a contract with you."
"Hey! Ninia, do you have anything smaller?" The man in the circle looked at the three drooling dog heads and slowly retreated to the edge of the magic circle, trying to leave the boundary. It is obvious that he was locked inside with it.
"Have fun!" With a smiling expression and a waving gesture, it's a pity that what happened within the circle doesn't match such a relaxed posture. A human animal battle has begun, but everyone has already anticipated the outcome
Carrying a foolish wounded soldier, the group walked and stopped. No one dares to provoke that summoner girl again, because there is already a living example in front of everyone. Although she still had to redeem herself for her crimes, her sometimes spiritual and sometimes non spiritual white magic was truly unimaginable.
Although it may not create a dull atmosphere, everyone has a tacit understanding not to mention that aspect anymore.
"Ah! The Ilubo Palace has arrived." Under the guidance of the woman, everyone entered the sacred land of the Fire Clan - the Ilubo Palace.
The Ilubo Palace is not just a single building, it is a place called a "small town" composed of various buildings of different sizes. The bizarre architecture and colorful decorations make it difficult to believe that this is a place that is only organized once a year.
The old man, who was waiting for everyone to arrive, led Mei and his team to the largest building in the Ilubo Palace, which was like a furnace in the village of Murakami. There are also no extra decorations, only a peculiar shaped smelting furnace in the center and an integrated iron base, without even a water pool.
Instruct four men and four women to stand in eight directions. Eight people closed the ventilation openings around them, creating a strong contrast between the only translucent entrance and the central blue stove in the room where most of the light sources were lost. The old man took the ten thousand precious hammers from Mei's hand and walked to the central iron block to strike hard. The sound of copper and iron clashing filled the room, still buzzing non-stop in everyone's ears.
"Indeed, it is a genuine relic left by our ancestors." Looking at the precious hammer in my hand, the aura of an elder made everyone around feel suffocated. What is in front of me is no longer the old man who used to pretend to be crazy and foolish, but a leader with the strength to lead the entire clan.
Returning to Mei's side, the old man handed the precious hammer to Mei's hand, and his usual bold voice added a touch of caution today: "Mei, today I will open the holy land left by my ancestors, the 'Ilubo Palace', for you. All the elements of success are controlled by you. If you really have a connection with the Stone Sword, if your vitality is enough to persist until the recasting is completed, if... everything belongs to you, the responsibility of our Fire Clan will only end at this step. Now I will hand over the 'Seed of Fire' to you."
A white light emerged from the center of that broad chest. That light is not scorching at all, but it is very dazzling. No one can look directly at that flame that does not belong to the world with their eyes. Mei took the spark and walked to the smelting furnace with the fragments of the sword in the stone and the hammer.
When he threw the spark into the smelting furnace, it suddenly spun around and the furnace seemed to suck away his vitality, becoming as vigorous as ever. The blue color of the small fire disappeared from the air, and the flame had lost its image. However, Mei, whose physical strength gradually dissipated, knew that the fire was burning, and fuel was his life.
When Songzheng was about to speak, Mei had already thrown the fragments of the sword in the stone into the furnace. The old man took the others out of the refining room, went outside, and closed the only door.
"Old man, inside..." Sakura asked anxiously.
The old man showed his usual bold smile and said, "Don't worry! Except for the eight guardians guarding the barrier, everyone else in the Ilubo Palace will only cause impure vitality in the barrier and cannot produce good weapons. Leaving Mei alone inside, he will take the initiative when he completes it. If there is an accident, the guardians will also help prevent the recasting process. The only thing we need to do now is one thing."
Song looked at the old man who was already smiling and asked, "What's going on?"
"Hahaha! Prepare a banquet to celebrate the birth of another warrior. Hahaha! Little ghosts, take out everything!" The old man's happy smile was as sure as Mei would succeed in recasting the sword from the stone this time.
Summoning everyone to prepare the materials for the banquet, it seems that the old man is planning to come back to the Ilubo Palace first, and then come back for a second time when he returns to the Great Jiangshan. From Song's words, it is said that the beautiful women and beasts who have been busy lately have a happy expression as if they are doing their own thing. I really can't figure out why they are so hospitable? Has it been locked down for too long for two thousand years?
"Bang bang bang~!" Just as the banquet venue was ready for a while, everyone was just waiting for Mei to come out and start celebrating when a rumbling sound came from afar.
The old man felt something was wrong upon hearing this and quickly asked, "What's going on?"
A rough man who ran over replied, "Old man, a large group of people and horses have touched the barrier of the Ilubo Palace."
"Damn it! Who knew about today's situation and came to find fault! Everyone prepare for battle!" The old man said with resentment and ordered everyone to prepare their weapons.
For a while, more than twenty descendants of the Fire Clan waited behind their elders for orders, and Sakura, Matsu, Ninia, and Dilarosha were all ready to go. Everyone knows one thing, the character who can break through the barrier like this is definitely not easy to play. Even they can guess that there must be his presence among the arriving people.
When the figure of the unexpected guest finally appeared in front of everyone. "Jialu! You've appeared again!" Dilarosha let out a voice of hatred, and the people next to him clenched their swords.
More than a hundred fully armed black armored knights, wearing helmets covering their entire faces, followed a brave warrior and walked out. From their somewhat disheveled appearance, it seems that although the barrier just now did not make them lose a few, it also dealt a blow to their confidence.
"Black sheep?" Ninia whispered as she looked at the black armored knight in front of her.
Unfortunately, the other person's ears are also quite sharp, and Ninia's voice can also be heard. A leading knight pointed loudly at the sign on his chest and replied, "Look clearly, we are not the rotten Knights Black Sheep who died in the hands of seven miscellaneous people. That group of people is just being held up too high by history. If our Black Lancet and Blade Paulus Knights had been established twelve years ago, the Black Sheep would have been destroyed under our hands."
Everyone carefully looked at the emblem, and what was engraved on the armor was a cross pattern of a sword and a spear.
Another calmer guy spoke up and said, "I didn't expect Prime Minister Katona to personally lead the way and still haven't ended up killing you bunch of miscellaneous people. It's really good luck. But that could only have happened if we had cast magic and left it unattended. If it weren't for the Prime Minister asking us to help Jia Lu fulfill his wish to kill you, we wouldn't have cared about it. But since we have already appeared, let's wake up! Today next year will be your death day."
After listening to this, Song only sneered and said, "The only thing that hasn't improved for thousands of years is the foolish words. If you want to threaten others, find something new! For example, how about this: 'If you have done so much injustice, you will die on your own. Since you have been encountered by me today, let's settle it on your own happily! Hahaha!' It's better to say, 'I will replace the falling moon to punish you! Hahaha!'"
I have rarely seen anyone who can tolerate cold words. Perhaps there is, but definitely not the group in front of them, because the knights have already picked up their weapons. However, guys with grudges cannot ignore or even slow down under such stimulation. The brave Jia Lu swung the Chaos Divine Sword and charged towards the direction of the pine.
"'Chuanci '!" shouted the old man, and the descendant of the Fire Clan who reported it drew his sword and rushed out.
The sound of swords clashing penetrated the ears of everyone present, and both men took a step back. Jia Lu's red eyes looked at the obstruction in front of him.
Chuan looked carefully at the knife in his hand. "The knife has broken." The simple three words made everyone aware of the distinction between high and low.
In a sword to sword battle, it was clear that Jia Lu had the upper hand. No one can say that the other party relies on the benefits of the divine sword, because this is originally the era of life and death, and it is natural to increase one's survival rate with better weapons than others. Today, no matter where the opponent's things come from, we cannot ignore that the opponent is very powerful.
The Black Knights cheered up, and a small victory in the first round had a significant boost to their morale, even though the parties involved ignored these burdens.
On the Song side, Ninia only turned around to look at the door of the Ilubo Palace, which had been tightly closed for a long time. I don't know how the people inside are, and coupled with the current unfavorable situation, she doesn't even know if it's necessary to exert her strength again now. Although it is not as necessary as ordinary wizards to invest a lot of magic, the most basic magic investment is also necessary. After all, it is not easy for them who do not know where to hear their voices. Once a day is already my limit, but no one knows if I still need such strength in the next moment.
"Ultimate Triangle Formation Type A, go up!" shouted Matsunaga Sakura and Dilarosha, charging forward. When he realized that no one was following him, he stopped and angrily turned around and cursed, "Hey! This lack of understanding, leaving me alone to die."
Sakura cursed back, "Who knows what the hell you're talking about. The Ultimate Triangle A-type, what is that?" Dilarosha nodded in agreement with Sakura's opinion.
Song turned around and looked at Jia Lu, his sword rising again as he said, "It's just a fight! There's no tacit understanding!"
Sakura and Dilarosha walked to both sides of Matsudaira and also raised their respective weapons. Sakura said, "It's not easy to understand to put it simply. When it comes to the ultimate triangular battle formation, it's also A-type. Let's just talk about group fights."
Dilarosha silently recited a spell, and her long sword was already engulfed in flames. "No need to discuss so much, let him taste the group skills we have been practicing during this period! Go!"
With a "up" sound, the three of them swung their weapons and danced big flowers, charging towards Jia Lu. The people on the side are not idle either. Those who have bows and arrows set them up, while those who do not have bows and arrows are ready to go. As soon as the four people in the field have a situation, the big battle between the two sides will immediately begin.
Using Dilarosha's Flame Sword as an arrow, Sakura Matsudaira and his two companions guarded on both sides, allowing them to react as quickly as possible to any attack from either side. Facing such a joint attack situation, Jia Lu showed a nonchalant attitude, deluding to use his divine sword to forcefully attack three opponents.
Grasping the divine sword tightly with both hands and swinging it vigorously, the target included three people. As long as someone can't hold on, it's very likely that they will both be beheaded.
However, the three of them seemed to have guessed that Jia Lu would use the power of the divine sword to attack. With a wave of Dilarosha's flame sword, they immediately created a barrier to block the two sides. At the same time, Sakura Matsu is taking a detour from both sides to attack, so it is necessary to take advantage of Jia Lu's panic to solve the opponent.
A good tactic, but unfortunately the opponent did not fall into panic as they imagined. The sudden flame barrier was carried onto the sword body by the divine sword, and at this moment, the divine sword carried the power of flames and swept towards the three separated people.
Three people each took a step back, revealing a loophole in the surrounding situation. Jia Lu immediately stepped forward in front of Song, and the divine sword held high in both hands was about to strike. The hateful opponent in front of him only raised his pitiful thin weapon in an attempt to block it, and the two behind him had no time to save. Just as I was happy to deal with a goal that had been bothering me for a long time, the wide open chest and abdomen suddenly hit me in the leg.
While Matsudaira raised his weapon to block hard, he flew out from below and kicked Jia Lu fiercely in the abdomen. Kicking him back two or three steps in a row, he returned to the center of the trio.
The encirclement was once again completed, and Jia Lu's center of gravity had not yet reached balance. The three of them had already come straight ahead. I saw Jia Lu lying flat on the ground, with both hands behind him, flipping into a head to toe position and spinning, attacking the center of the crowd with his legs.
The target's body suddenly becomes shorter, and moving the direct thrust downward is no longer enough to kill the opponent. It is even more important to face leg attacks. When the three of them took a step back and were about to attack forward, Jia Lu changed to a half kneeling position and his divine sword plunged into the ground. A stunning black light burst out from the center of the divine sword, shaking the consciousness of the three and causing them to pause for a moment.
Being influenced by the power of the divine sword in his mind, he finally recovered and Jia Lu was already in front of him. Matsudaira had no time to make any strategic considerations and only instinctively swung his hope to sweep away the opponent's attack.
At this moment, the central position of the Ilubo Palace shot a blue light towards the sky, and a silver shadow broke through the door and attacked Jia Road.
Even if Jia Lu solves Song, he will still lose his life in the hands of the attacking Silver Shadow. Considering this, Jia Lu turned his sword back to block the attacking silver shadow. The two sides clashed, and the deafening sound rushed into everyone's ears, leaving no one to cover their ears.
The two swords intersected, and the two figures facing each other revealed their figures, as expected, Jia Lu and Mei.
Before we had time to congratulate, we had to face the next situation. Fifteen members of the first wave of Black Lancer Knights charged forward on horseback.
Jia Lu, however, jumped back and stood with his sword horizontally, blocking the rushing black swordsman. He first hugged his head and looked carefully at Mei's face through the cracks in his fingers. After a long time, he spoke up and asked, "Kid, what is the weapon in your hand?"
Mei Gao held up the shining silver weapon in his hand and said, "This is the new Stone Sword, 'Stone Sword II'."
"Shi Zhong Jian II..." Jia Lu's expression slightly returned to normal, no longer like a crazy demon like before.
"Damn it, Jia Lu, why did you stop us!" a knight cursed loudly.
Mei looked at the noisy knight and whispered, "Is it a black sheep?"
Although Mei's words were asking herself, her opponent seemed to treat those words as humiliation and shouted unhappily, "Don't compare us to those weak knights!"
"Who is weaker..." retorted in a low voice, as everyone was about to find out who had the courage to say such things when three out of fifteen knights pulled out their spears and killed the eleven knights beside them, along with their men and horses.
The only surviving Jia Lu in the front row and the speaking knight were shocked. The knight looked at his companion and asked angrily, "Why kill my own people!"
One of the knights raised his clenched left hand and pointed to the emblem on his chest with his thumb. However, upon closer inspection, the others were frightened to the point where their legs were weak and their eyes were straight. The golden lines depict a black sheep curling up to sleep. The gentle and peaceful expression, along with the cute figure, really makes people feel that it is just a mascot. But for people over the age of twelve, as long as they have a good memory, they can recognize that the pattern is the flag emblem used by the terror that spanned the continent for nearly a year.
"Black... sleeping... sheep..."
After the trembling knight finished saying these words, the Black Sheep Knight pointed at him in the chest shot him out. The long gun that passed through the opponent's helmet easily swung, throwing the dead body on the gun to the ground and throwing it away.
Everyone caused a commotion and there were characters who shouldn't have appeared. The remaining members of the Black Lancer Knights behind are all nervously surrounding whether there are still Black Sheep Knights infiltrating.
However, their nervousness is unnecessary, as other black sheep are not mixed in with the crowd. A gunshot appeared in the sky and killed many people. Long spears seem like thousands of shots, but none of them fail. They accurately hit several people, and at every moment, many lives disappear.
Among the fallen figures and horses, the only one standing was a dragon knight dressed in black. The long spear, standing upright on the ground, he stood with one foot at the end of the spear, his eyes under the feather hat staring at the other living people, as if looking at unrelated people, or that those people were not his part at all. On the chest of the light armor, there is a pattern of a 'black sleeping sheep' drawn with golden lines.
At the same time, another part of the Black Lancer Knights also became lively, with many fallen knights appearing as a black swordsman dressed in the same attire as Dilarosha. The cloth clothes also had a "black sleeping sheep" embroidered with gold thread. Holding a weapon in each hand, the Flame Sword and the Frozen Sword. But upon closer inspection, one would notice that the weapon in his hand was not based on a real sword like Dilarosha, but rather a magical sword created directly by his magic.
The remaining living people also lost their precious lives in a short period of time. But under the Fire Ice Double Swords, they were like worthless things, easily cooked away in just two or three strokes.
It was only when everyone with black guns and knives fell that everyone noticed the situation in the center of the field. The cruel scene caught everyone's attention, and three long spears pierced through the body of the brave Jia Lu. The next moment, Jia Lu was torn apart by a long spear, and a warrior who had once been a hero left the world forever.