Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1892: The Iron Maiden (10)
Chapter 1892 Iron Maiden (10)
"Huh...Interesting.???" Arthur frowned in confusion as he looked at the Seraph's sword that had changed color.
"What's the matter, Lord Aslan?" Of course, little Zust didn't understand Arthur's expression, so he was also puzzled: "Is there anything wrong with this sword? Did my father put it.... ..broken?"
"No, no." Arthur picked up the lantern and looked at the blade again and again: "The shape is fine...and there is no wear and tear. But why is the color different?"
In fact, in addition to the color, this Seraph's sword also emits a chilly air. This feeling is also different from Arthur's original Seraph Sword. The original holy sword did not have such a chill. It had a comfortable tepid temperature on it, and the atmosphere was just the opposite of the current cold.
But "feeling" is really metaphysical, and of course Arthur wouldn't take this unreliable feeling as a fact. All he said was that the color had changed.
"The color is different?" Little Zust scratched his head: "Even if you say that..."
"I'm not doubting you guys. This is indeed my Seraph's sword and it hasn't been tweaked. I'm just wondering." Arthur added.
"Uh, I remembered." Johnny Zuster suddenly shuddered: "I remember my father said that the holy sword he brought back at that time was stained with the seventh primogenitor VanderMeer. Ann's blood. Since that moment, the sword has become a little different."
"The blood of the true ancestor." Arthur frowned.
The likelihood is low, but not impossible. Most of the creatures in this world have magic in their blood, and the blood-based vampires have even more extraordinary magic in their blood. If the body of the sword is really stained with the blood of the true ancestor and absorbed the magic power, it is also possible that the sword has undergone some kind of qualitative change.
Of course, the "blade" that Arthur used to slash and kill vampires was not the blade they saw now. Now this metal bladeless blade is just the "scabbard" of the real Seraph holy sword. The real "blade" is hidden in this bladeless scabbard, the light blade. Only when this scabbard is removed will the true edge of the light blade be unlocked.
"Johnny, what happened next, you didn't see anything and couldn't say it, understand?" Arthur said. Although it was a bit risky to unblock the Seraph Sacred Sword in such a place. But he was eager to test it, he was afraid that the light blade in Seraph had also changed in nature.
"Okay, Lord Aslan." Little Zust covered his eyes with his hands a little artificially: "Go and do what you need to do. I don't see anything, I don't know anything."
Arthur shook his head, too lazy to listen to Johnny's jokes. He stretched out his hand impatiently, and took off the "scabbard" of the holy sword in one fell swoop.
Om! ------
A creamy white blade of light shoots out from the only remaining hilt, illuminating the treasure room. Its light even overshadowed the lantern in Johnny's hand, completely becoming the main light source in the room.
Alright. Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. The part of the holy sword's light blade has not changed at all, only the outer sheath has changed.
That's right. The light blade is just a blade formed by a collection of magic power (photons), and normally it cannot be changed due to the blood of a vampire. It should be said that it originally had a [sacred] enchantment, which was specially used to destroy the demons. Its power is just enough to decompose the magic power of vampires. Even if it touches the flesh and blood of vampires, they are incompatible with water and fire, and it is absolutely impossible to mix and change.
"Huh." Little Zuster looked at the lightsaber in Arthur's hand and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. The photon civilization of their era is extremely low, and generally enchanted weapons are extremely rare, not to mention the lightsaber, a special weapon that far surpassed their era. The blade composed entirely of magic power (photons) is so illusory and mysterious, and it looks so sacred and pure. Ordinary people just look at this lightsaber, and just see Arthur with a lightsaber in his hand. He worshipped him like a messenger from God.
In a sense, Arthur is indeed a messenger sent by God.
"I heard my father's dictation back then. At the time, my father said that the Holy One held a sword made of light and slaughtered the true ancestor. I still don't believe it. If I don't see it with my own eyes, it really is... ..."
"So, you don't see anything, you don't know anything." Arthur repeated a little unhappily: "I don't want more people to know the secret of this holy sword. In your world , there are always idiots who think of the sacred and mystical as a form of sorcery, and I don't want to risk any misunderstandings for them."
"I understand, Lord Aslan." Little Zust nodded and said: "The heretic judges of the Holy See will definitely not be happy to see this. They think they are the only spokesman for God in this world, But Lord Aslan is obviously not with them."
"That's it." Arthur hummed. Although he had no idea what was going on in the Holy See.
"That, Lord Aslan?" At this time, Little Zust said again: "That [scabbard]...seems something is wrong?"
"What?" With that said, Arthur turned his attention to the scabbard in his left hand.
From a while ago, he felt that the blue color of the scabbard was a little unusual. Now that the magic of the holy sword is truly unsealed, the blue on the scabbard becomes even more unusual. Although it is extremely weak, far less than the milky white light emitted by the holy sword's body, the scabbard is indeed glowing, a very faint blue light.
It is echoing the light of the lightsaber, one is the sun, the other seems to be the moon. Magic is something that can resonate in the first place, but how it resonates depends on the actual situation.
"Interesting." Arthur hummed.
"The scabbard seems to be calling for the sword." Little Zust observed more carefully than Asher, after all, the bystander was clear: "Lord Aslan, do you want to touch the scabbard with the blade to see?"
"What will happen? What if I break the sword or scabbard?" Arthur couldn't help but worry a little. The blade of a lightsaber is similar in nature to a chainsaw, and anything it touches takes both sear damage and slashing damage from the torrent of photons. Using this blade to "saw" the scabbard seems like a very stupid act, it will only break things.
But little Zust was right at all, even Arthur's own instincts told him it should be done. The blade and scabbard echoed from afar, as if they wanted Arthur to smash them together. Perhaps when the two magic powers merge with each other, what unimaginable magical changes will occur?
"Okay." Arthur sighed.
Although I'm still worried, it doesn't seem to be a big problem to touch the scabbard with the blade a little. So he decided to do it. He held the Seraph Sacred Sword and gently, very carefully, tapped the scabbard.
Om! ------The initial roar was so harsh that Arthur even thought that the roar represented a problem. But his worries were actually superfluous. The lightsaber touched the hilt, but its magic power changed in nature.
The lightsaber that originally emitted a warm milky white light suddenly turned into a misty, pale blue, erratic light.
Arthur took a step back, and took advantage of the situation to use the haze blade to swipe twice in the air. Its feel has not changed much. It is the feeling of ordinary lightsaber swinging, and the photon resistance is almost the same. If I really want to get to the bottom of the difference, I'm afraid it's just the cold sound of the sword scraping through the air that makes Arthur feel a little uncomfortable.
It's some kind of enchantment, although Arthur doesn't understand what it does at the moment.
This enchantment feels a little sinister even. It's almost like vampires turning their bodies into a cloud of mist.
"What's the point of this change?" Little Zust didn't understand either.
"Only actual testing will know how it works." Arthur blinked. However, they were currently in the Brotherhood's treasure room and could not wield such a dangerous weapon at will. Arthur couldn't take responsibility for breaking all the treasures in the treasure room.
About thirty seconds later, the blade that turned into a cloud of mist returned to its original shape, and the warm milky white light it emitted was still sacred. This "mist" enchantment is apparently only temporary, perhaps only touching the scabbard every time Arthur touches the blade with his blade.
"Humph." After playing with the sword, Arthur pretended to return the blade to its sheath nonchalantly, so that the Seraph Sacred Sword changed back to an ordinary metal sword without a sharp edge.
Little Zust looked stunned: "That's it? Don't you intend to understand the purpose of this sword after the change?"
"No plan. If I want to experiment, there will be many opportunities in the future. I don't have to rush to understand it." Arthur said: "Why am I not in a hurry, but you are in a hurry?"
"No~IndoMTL.com~No such thing."
Goo~~~
Arthur rubbed his roaring belly, "Uh, I'm hungry. I did a lot of exercise today, and it's time to refuel."
Then he hung the holy sword on his belt and walked straight out.
"Hey, wait for me, Lord Aslan!" Seeing that Arthur didn't plan to stay any longer, little Zust could only follow him and leave the treasure room. Before he went out, he did not forget to lock the treasure room with the key.
The dark treasure room has returned to its original tranquility. However, this tranquility is not complete.
In the air, a few pale, even pale blue arcs flashed suddenly, as if a ghost were wielding a phantom-like blade.
The angle, direction, and trajectory of those arcs were the same as the swords Arthur swung just now. It was just the "timing" of the attack that was delayed for dozens of seconds.
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