Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1489: The Brave New Century 1st
Chapter 1489 Brave New World (VII)
The old man's words immediately scared Arthur into a cold sweat.
"Yes, it's you?!" He was so surprised that he stuttered a little.
"It's me." The old man grinned, "or who else could it be? Do you think a sword would suddenly drop from the sky in the wilderness, and just fall at your feet? How could there be such a coincidence in the world? things."
"You...who are you...?!"
"It's not convenient for me to tell you my name right now. I'll tell you if I have a chance. I can only tell you that I'm your friend, not your enemy." The old man stretched out his hand to Arthur: "So, what are you Would you like to show me that sword? It won't hurt you."
So, suspiciously, Arthur drew his sword and slowly moved the sword to the old man. He had the idea of cutting the old man to death with his sword, but he also wanted to know what medicine the old man was selling in the gourd, so he finally handed the sword to the old man.
"Hehe, good boy." The old man took the sword, took off the scabbard, and casually stroked the sharp blade of the sword: "If you had to choose, would you choose this sharp sword or the sword that protects it. Where's the sheath?"
Arthur suddenly remembered that Merlin had asked him the same question before, and he answered it naturally: "Scabbard."
"Yes," the old man was satisfied with this answer: "The real value of a sword is not in the sharp edge, but in the scabbard that protects it. Dispute and injury cannot be used for the world. What you bring, only by protecting it can make the world a better place."
After speaking, the old man has reached out to wipe the blade of the sword. Arthur snorted in surprise and tried to stop it, he was afraid that the old man's hand would be cut by the sharp blade. However, it was too late, the old man had already grabbed the sharp blade with one hand and dragged it all the way from the hilt to the tip!
That's a finely enchanted sword! If an ordinary person grabs the blade and drags it like this, it is estimated that even his fingers will be cut off one by one! So frightened that Arthur didn't dare to look directly at the old man!
However, the old man wasn't hurt, not even a drop of blood came out of his hand. While he was holding the blade with his hand and dragging it, it was as if he had cast magic on the blade, and the original sharp blade on the blade disappeared! A sharp sword suddenly turned into a blunt sword, saying that this thing is a smooth flat iron rod is almost the same!
"You, what have you done?!" Arthur was anxious: "Destroyed! You destroyed all the swords!!"
"Hahaha, it's not ruined, rest assured child." After the old man completely lost the blade of the sword, he started to grasp the blade tightly and pull it out!
The cave was suddenly flooded with light.
Under a milky white light, there is another blade hidden in the blade that was torn off by the old man!
That's... a blade made of [Light]!
That's a lightsaber! A lightsaber with milky white light!
This turned out to be a twin-sword sword with a dual structure of a lightsaber and a physical sword! The part of the physical sword that was lost by the old man just now was actually a shell, a scabbard, and the part of the lightsaber with real power is hidden deep inside!
"Be careful, child." As the old man drew his lightsaber, he also warned Arthur: "In our world, a weapon of this level is taboo. Few people know of its existence, and almost No one can understand how it works. Some devout people may worship the blade that shines like this as a miracle, but there are also people with ulterior motives who will say it is a form of witchcraft, and maybe even There will be heresy inquisitors coming to trouble you and trying to burn you at the stake. So use it with care, and if you want to draw your sword and fight the enemy, it is best not to be on the battlefield. Leave it alive."
Actually, Arthur was dumbfounded at this time, and he didn't know whether to answer "yes" or "no". When the old man shoved the hilt of the lightsaber into Arthur's hand again, the King of Knights recovered from his dazed state. He could feel a little heat from the hilt of the lightsaber. This thing is indeed the real thing, and it feels that its power is several times stronger than the ordinary lightsaber that Arthur can touch.
"What's the name of this sword?" Arthur thought for a long time before thinking of the only question.
"Seraph." The old man answered Arthur in standard English this time: "It should feel good, right? I hope you will like it, my dear King Arthur."
There's a lot to complain about in the other person's words. However, Arthur is now numb by the wave of surprises, and he doesn't know where to start complaining. He just took the lightsaber, took a few steps back, and swung the lightsaber a few times in a place where no one was around. It felt really good in the hand, and even the low humming sound of the lightsaber cutting through the air was something Arthur liked very much.
"Who the **** are you?" Arthur turned to ask the old man, "Are you really...the [God] of this world?"
"Maybe, maybe not." The old man smiled even more mysteriously, but there was no malice in that mysterious smile, giving Arthur a feeling that he could trust him: "God in the world There can be an infinite number of definitions, and depending on the situation, I may even refer to myself as one of your kind - the luminaries. But those details are irrelevant, the important thing is that I am your friend and I am not will interfere with anything you are about to do."
"Really won't interfere?" Arthur remembered what Merlin had said before. Arthur and the others are always outsiders in this world, out of tune with this world. Arthur is actually not allowed to kill in this world. If possible, it is better not to have too many connections with people in this world, so as not to affect the normal historical development of this world. However, the old man gave Arthur the sword, and even seemed to be encouraging Arthur to act recklessly. His actions were simply puzzling.
"I won't interfere." The old man sneered: "The world is being shrouded in darkness. Your presence is the best opportunity to change the world. Although I can claim to be your kind, but in fact I am fundamentally different from you. I have enormous power, but I cannot interfere with the free will of everyone. So, no matter what these foolish humans are doing, or how they lead the world to destruction, there is nothing I can do about it. Can only watch from the sidelines.
But you are different, His Majesty King Arthur. I moved a little when you came to this world, so that you have your own free will and the right to interfere in this world. No matter what you plan to do to the world next, as long as it is good for the world, please let go and do it. ------And I will continue to watch you by the side. "
"Sounds like a stalker..." Arthur rolled the old man a glance.
"Hahaha, you can say that too." The old man replied jokingly.
"So, seriously, if you are the **** of this world," Arthur asked tentatively, "You must know the whereabouts of my queen Greenville, right? Why do you take so many detours, you just Can't you just tell me the information directly?"
"Hahaha, that's a good question." The old man rolled his eyes: "The reason why your lover was summoned into this world is entirely because one of my old rivals is making trouble. I I can tell you where she is now and what role she is in. But you can't take her away, and my old rivals will try to keep her until her true mission is accomplished."
"Your old rival is...?"
"You know what, kid?" The old man didn't answer Arthur's question directly, but made another condition: "You help me, and I'll help you. When it all ends, when the girl achieves After fulfilling her mission, I promise to send you back to your original world without incident. Do you agree?"
"Why does it sound like I have no other choice at all?" Arthur was slightly dissatisfied: "Okay, just do as you suggest, it's better than being alone in this strange world, wandering around. It's good to find Greenville at your destination. I just hope you don't lie to me, or I will definitely make you regret it."
"I promise not to lie to you, child." The old man smiled: "Integrity is one of my many virtues."
Arthur was skeptical: "However, do you want me to trust someone who doesn't even want to report his name. Hmph."
"You know what, kid?" The old man added: "Although it's inconvenient to tell you my real name, you always need a way to address me, right? You can call me [J], This should be the most appropriate way to address our identity."
Arthur frowned: "[J]? That's not even a name------"
"Don't pay attention to such details." The old man smiled and said, "Okay, that's basically all I want to explain. Your companion is about to come back, so I'll leave first, so as not to disturb your discussion. ."
After speaking, the mysterious old man J transformed himself into an old man with silver hair and white robe. The robe looked like a magician's dress~IndoMTL.com~ but also like some kind of monk's missionary dress. Because the robe was so immaculately white, it reflected the firelight, and suddenly Arthur's eyes were about to be blinded. The teenager just turned his head subconsciously to avoid the dazzling light, and after getting used to it, he turned his head and wanted to complain, but the mysterious old man had disappeared and could no longer be found.
"It's coming and going in a hurry." Arthur couldn't help complaining.
"Your Majesty?" At the same time, Merlin's crow shadow came in from outside the cave, "I seem to have seen a light in the distance. Did something happen just now?"
"Can't you see an old man running out of here?" Arthur asked.
"No, my Harry flew all the way in from outside and didn't see anything," Merlin replied.
"So he will teleport." Arthur snorted. Although the logical analysis should be the case, the mysterious old man J should have used teleportation to leave the cave. However, intuition tells Arthur that things seem to be much more than that.
Something very unusual is happening in this different world hundreds of years later. Arthur could feel that a violent storm was quietly brewing.