Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 485: The Origin of the Holy Sword and the Reward

Bang! !

A quarter of an hour later, another snake man's body exploded.

Auron, his armor stained with blood, stopped and put away his huge broadsword, and the blood on the blade splattered.

"it's over"

He spoke in a low voice, heaving his broadsword over his shoulder.

The cracked ground beneath their feet was riddled with holes, and on the red-stained ground one after another, legion soldiers stopped in their tracks.

"We won, didn't we?"

Someone couldn't help but ask, looking into the distance.

The originally flat land was covered with gullies and deep pits, and cracks tore the soil apart.

The snake-men army that had come in like a torrent had already collapsed in despair and fled in all directions.

The corpses of snakemen fell to the ground one after another, blood-stained blades and armor were scattered everywhere, and the broken flags were like rootless duckweed, with only half of the long pole still stuck in the ground.

Such a scene continued to extend to the end of the sight, and one could see that the yellow sand waves were still surging in the sky.

The fleeing snake tribe fell apart, and most of its main forces were killed.

The platinum colossus soared into the air like a rock giant and caught up with the last fleeing saint.

With five fingers clenched together, the huge rock hand exerted force violently.

Bang! !

The air exploded and flesh and blood shattered.

The huge winged snake and the saint turned into blood residue at the same time, which was dispersed by his casual wave of the hand and mixed into the yellow sand on the ground.

A great battle came to an end, and several legion soldiers continued the pursuit on flying eagle beasts.

There were some cracking sounds in the holy city full of cracks, and the gray petrified power lost its root source. Adams, Carrie and others finally escaped.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Suddenly, several figures broke through the air, and at the same time, flying eagles and strange beasts carried them towards the World Ark that covered the earth.

There was a flash of shock in their eyes, and several legion commanders were slightly dazed.

Even someone as calm as Adams looked at the Skyshang several times.

Such a magnificent creation of civilization only exists in legends.

Since the fall of the ancient Taido Empire, no one has witnessed it.

And at this moment.
His shocked gaze fluctuated for several seconds, and the flying eagle beast under his feet spread its wings and rose into the sky.

They finally flew to the cloud layer below the Ark. Chen Feng, dressed in a dark robe, stood high in the sky with his clothes fluttering, as if he was a god with his back to the Ark.

"Your Excellency Feng Chen."

Adams, who was wearing golden armor, looked serious and saluted with his fists: "Thank you for your help."

"This favor will be something that our Holy City will never forget."

As he spoke, the people behind him all had similar expressions and bowed respectfully with gratitude.

The two looked into each other's eyes and sensed the aura of the other's pseudo-angel.

Chen Feng nodded slightly, not avoiding the respect and gratitude.

Then, in a simple conversation, Adams was seen pointing to the palace with his hand, and spoke again: "Your Excellency Feng Chen, please move aside and have a chat so that we can show our hospitality and express our gratitude."

"His Highness has regained consciousness, and he would like to thank you in person."

The sincere tone reached his ears, and Chen Feng's eyes moved slightly, glancing at the palace below.

Faintly, there seemed to be a flickering emerald green light, which was the life force coming from Carrie.

In addition, he sensed a faint breath of life, like a candle in the wind, very weak.

"It seems that there is a very important person in that palace, but unfortunately his life condition is not very good."

"Also, there seems to be a fluctuation of something sacred."

The voice of the star spirit suddenly rang in my mind, sounding a little excited.

Especially when the words "sacred things" were mentioned, Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.

Sacred Things
He thought of the key point that Xing Ling had mentioned before, which was a word related to the gods.

"it is good."

Immediately, he nodded.

Chen Feng did not refuse, and then he got on the back of the flying eagle beast, and landed in the sky with Adams and others, heading for the Holy City Palace.

The sound of the whistling wind filled his ears, and he took a look inside the holy city.

Many houses built on the mountainside collapsed, and the rock-paved streets were also covered with cracks.

But strangely, he didn't see many ordinary humans.

The houses all seemed empty, as if the people had already moved away.

With a thought in his mind, Chen Feng's perception amplified.

His eyes swept towards the ground at the bottom of the holy city. Through the spreading cracks, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be another world beneath the holy city.

"Many wars have broken out before this decisive battle."

"To be on the safe side, we have moved most of the city's residents to the underground of the Holy City."

Noticing that Chen Feng's gaze was strange, Adams looked over and explained a few words.

Chen Feng was thoughtful after hearing this. He remembered that the other party once said that the Holy City was also one of the legacies of the ancient Taido Empire and was a huge creation.

With a slight movement in his heart, the Protoss that followed him had already become curious, and with the help of the Skyshang's device, they quietly scanned the entire holy city again.

"what?"

She blinked in surprise.

“This city seems to have a different world.”

"It's interesting that even the Skysorrow's detection scans can't get a full picture."

She did not explain too much, but became interested and remotely controlled the Tianshang, increasing the scanning power again.

Seeing this, Chen Feng did not ask any more questions and finally arrived at the Holy City Palace.

hum!
The wings of the flying eagle fluttered, and bits of dust were blown away by the wind.

Outside the palace was a wide platform paved with white limestone, which now had long and thin cracks appearing on it.

The surrounding trees are gnarled and thick, with crowns that are several meters in size.

blah blah blah!

Chen Feng stepped on the ground and then walked forward under the guidance of Adams.

There were layers of stairs, and on both sides were fully armed, blood-stained silver-armored warriors of the Falcon Legion.

As footsteps sounded, glances of gratitude came from all directions, and the soldiers stopped and saluted respectfully.

Nodding slightly, Chen Feng responded one by one.

Finally, he walked into the palace and passed through the front hall where he had stayed briefly last time.

Several stone chairs are still there.

After just a glance, he looked away, walked around the rock corridor and came to the back of the palace.

This is an empty hall, but there is no light at all.

There are many patterns carved on the dark golden rock walls and the ground, and rows of white candles are burning here, barely illuminating the space.

The golden throne is located in the innermost center of the hall, with a white-haired figure sitting on it. At this moment, a flashing green light can be seen covering it, and there is another familiar figure standing beside it.

"Your Excellency Feng Chen."

Wearing green vine armor and a white cloak, Carrie had a pale face and bloodshot eyes.

Seeing Chen Feng coming, she nodded sideways and spoke with gratitude.

The white-haired figure on the golden throne raised his hands emitting emerald green light in front of him, and opened his eyes.

"Your Highness, it's Lord Feng Chen."

Carrie suppressed her fatigue and reminded softly in a sad tone.

Adams, who led the way, stepped forward first, his eyes dim, half-knelt on the ground, bowed his head in guilt, and performed the knight's salute.

"Your Highness."

"You don't have to blame yourself, Adams."

As if he had guessed what he wanted to say, the white-haired figure shook his head slightly and spoke weakly.

His face should have been that of a teenager, but now it was full of frowns.

His face was pale, without much blood, and the skin exposed under his white clothes was extremely dry and full of wrinkles.

He looks like an old man who is about to die.

"Angel's shackles are not so easy to break. You have tried your best."

"Besides, didn't we survive?"

The other party spoke softly, his weak voice still sounding childish like a teenager.

Chen Feng was slightly surprised. He could sense the white-haired figure in front of him, and his life breath was very weak.

But after careful observation, he could be sure that the other person should not be very old, at most eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Something's wrong."

Suddenly, the voice of the star spirit sounded in my mind.

The other party who was probing the foundation of the holy city reflected his mind again, revealing the shadow of a petite girl.

"This child shouldn't look so old."

"Moreover, the fluctuations of the sacred object actually came from his body."

Somewhat surprised, she carefully observed the white-haired boy's every move, a puzzled expression on her face, and kept searching for information in the database.

The white-haired boy was unaware of this.

He just turned his eyes and looked past Adams who stood up and looked at Chen Feng.

Those black eyes were unusually clear, like a clear spring, able to reflect all the negative emotions in a person's heart.

"Mr. Feng Chen, thank you very much for saving us."

The weak voice, tinged with childishness, echoed throughout the hall, and seemed to be in stark contradiction with his aged face.

Chen Feng frowned slightly, but not because of the scene in front of him.

But
hum! !

There was a sudden tremor in the black dream space, and then the silver short blade quickly solidified and appeared in his hand. Before everyone could come to their senses, the short blade sheath opened, and a golden light flew out of it.

Clang! !

The sound of the sword echoed, and the power of the holy sword appeared again, rushing straight towards the white-haired boy.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and then he saw that Adams and the others had normal expressions, not alert, and even had a hint of surprise.

Looking over again, he could see the golden holy sword power flashing by and actually merging into the center of the eyebrows of the white-haired young man.

As if something was replenished, his pale face took on a rosy red color, and his dry and wrinkled skin also relaxed a little.

Somewhat surprised, Chen Feng clearly felt that the other party's life breath had stabilized a little.

"Sorry, I can't help it either."

The white-haired boy said in a weak, apologetic voice.

There was a golden sword mark visible between his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

"The holy sword is in my body. Every time I ask it to take action, I have to pay a price."

"And just now, it forcibly took back that power."

As the voice echoed, Chen Feng's eyes fixed, and the buried doubts finally dissipated.

No wonder the holy sword is invisible and no one has ever seen its true form.

same moment.

"I see!!"

The Star Spirit suddenly spoke excitedly, as if he had found the answer from the database.

"That sacred object is the Realm Sword. It is the sword of creation of the Nine Kings' ancestors, a sacred being of our civilization. It is one of the sharpest weapons in the Star Realm."

"Chen Feng! We must help him!"

"He must be a descendant of the Ninth King. Only in this way can he rely on the blood connection, consume his life, and temporarily carry the dormant sacred object!"

Xing Ling excitedly told a long string of secrets, causing Chen Feng to be silent for a moment.

The sacred object is a weapon of a god-general-level being?

The Holy Sword is one of the sharpest weapons in the astral world, but it is currently in a dormant state?
A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he looked at the white-haired boy in front of him.

He vaguely saw a golden sword light appear on his body.

The atmosphere is vast and profound, as if it is a world of its own.

Thousands of golden sword energies filled it, and a random strike could destroy the earth and tear the sky apart.

Even the power of the spiritual world projected by the Lord of Lava seems much smaller in comparison.

"Mr. Feng Chen?"

The white-haired boy was a little confused and noticed that there was something unusual in Chen Feng's gaze.

"I'm just a little curious about the holy sword."

Chen Feng said calmly, not hiding his curiosity.

The atmosphere became quiet, and a hint of vigilance and worry flashed in Carrie's eyes.

But soon, seeing the calmness in Chen Feng's eyes, she let down her unnecessary guard.

"The Holy Sword is a weapon of creation left behind by the ancient Taido Empire. When the empire was destroyed, our ancestors used it to build the Holy City and repel the war launched by the Serpent Angels."

"Since then, the Holy Sword has become the guardian of our lineage."

"And every city lord needs to get the approval of the Holy Sword. Only the city lord can make it take action."

The white-haired boy held on and explained a few words.

Perhaps because the holy sword power was withdrawn earlier, his aura became more stable.

"But unfortunately, I am too disappointing."

"If not for this, the Holy City would not have suffered such a disaster."

He felt somewhat guilty, thinking that it was because he was too weak that he was unable to unleash the holy sword's greatest power.

Adams and Carrie on the side kept trying to comfort him, and Chen Feng soon heard Xing Ling's explanation again.

"A sacred object is equivalent to a semi-sacred object. It already possesses a certain will and thinking. Only with its full approval can it exert its full power."

"In the past, only the truly divine could wield such divine weapons and unleash power comparable to that of a god."

"They obviously haven't received full recognition, and are only relying on blood to get close, so every activation requires burning blood and consuming life as a price."

It turned out to be the case.

Chen Feng was completely relieved, and at the same time, he had a new idea.

If so, can the Holy Sword recognize itself as its master?
After all, this is equivalent to half a god, and is the existence that is truly closest to the level of a god general.

If you can control it, it will definitely be a huge help.

"Don't think about it. This holy sword seems to still be dormant and is currently in an unconscious state."

"I guess it must be that there was some kind of consciousness shock when the empire collapsed. Only when it wakes up completely will you have a chance."

The Star Spirit speculated seriously, and his words showed pride and honor in the strongest creation of his own civilization.

In addition to super intelligence like her, there is also a transcendent existence like the divine will that gives new life to civilized creations.

Although Chen Feng was somewhat disappointed about this, he did not delve into it too deeply.

Putting aside his thoughts about the sacred object for the moment, he looked at the white-haired boy, who had already spoken to Carrie again.

"Carrie, get the stuff."

"Yes."

During this conversation, Chen Feng quickly noticed something unusual.

In the cracks of the rocks inside the palace, an invisible tiny seed suddenly sprouted and grew.

The tender green branches and leaves broke through the soil, turned into vines, and gradually coiled up.

Finally, the vine grew to the height of an adult young man and the thickness of a bucket.

And at the very top, the green branches and leaves like palms slowly spread out, revealing two objects inside.

On the left is a crystal box containing three fist-sized, twenty-centimeter-long white porcelain bottles.

Each one is filled with a clear liquid that looks like liquefied precious crystal.

Even through the bottle, Chen Feng could sense an extremely strong and vibrant vitality.

"Essence of the Holy Spirit?"

With a flash of his eyes, Chen Feng instantly recognized the object.

It is a tonic that is far superior to advanced life potions and is very close to the source of life. It is especially suitable for the practice of awakening.

Moreover, it was not as rare as before where the amount was only as thick as a finger joint, but this time there were three full bottles.

"I haven't fulfilled the promise I made to Lord Feng Chen last time, and I'm grateful for saving my life this time."

"We are very ashamed, please do not refuse."

The white-haired boy called His Highness said seriously, and Carrie and Adams beside him nodded slightly with grateful expressions.

Everything returned to the main topic. Chen Feng was silent for a moment, then nodded and accepted it.

Immediately, his eyes looked to the right.

Something else on the vine.

It was a square golden box about the size of a human head.

Memories flashed through his mind, and he thought of the shared image that the small stone statue No. 2 had sent back.

This is the box that contains the key to the sacred awakening method, and inside it is a flickering sacred flame.

"I think that Your Excellency should really need this awakening method."

"Please don't be polite."

The white-haired boy spoke again, coughing lightly in the process, still a little weak.

Chen Feng was silent for a moment.

Although he guessed that the Holy City would not be stingy in repaying, this initiative was more harmonious than he had imagined.

Actions speak louder than words. He thanked him and stepped forward to open the golden box.

hum! !

In an instant, vines can be seen growing all over the body, turning into a green wall.

He was not surprised, as he knew that this was the sacred fire that Carrie and the others had set off in the avoidance box.

The small stone statue No. 2 exploded and burned from the inside out just because of one look.

Click!

Finally, Chen Feng stopped and opened the lid of the box in front of him.

A suspended golden flame came into view, and he felt the world around him change in an instant.

The dark golden palace disappeared, and there was no trace of Carrie, Adams and others.

Including the phantom of the star spirit attached to himself in his mind, the connection was cut off just now.

Wow! !
Flames exploded and high temperatures rose.

Chen Feng looked around and found himself in a sea of ​​fire.

Or a more accurate description is that it is in a world of fire.

Everywhere I looked, there was only fire.

It was deep red in the near distance, and then the color continued to deepen, turning into bright red, bright gold, until it became a dazzling gold.

The air was twisted and vibrating, and the ground beneath one's feet felt burning hot.

It was as if he was in a volcano, and even with his current physique he felt a slight burning pain.

Extending the perception outward from here, one can see that under the cliff in front of him, there is an endless stream of red magma flowing slowly.

crackle crackle crackle
The sound of exploding flames continued, echoing throughout the world.

The pain from the burns was so real that it seemed to melt his flesh and blood, burn his bones, and turn his body into ashes.

But under such stimulation, Chen Feng's will was particularly clear.

In just a few breaths, I felt the strangeness and yet familiarity of the environment I was in, as well as the eternal burning flame.

He thought for a while and soon guessed the key.

“The world of the mind.”

(End of this chapter)