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Chapter 1165 The Sword of Souls
"What do you mean 'oh'? Just take it if I give it to you."

By the time Damian came to his senses, two suitcases had already been shoved into his hands.

The two suitcases were of different sizes, with the larger one being slightly heavier than the smaller one. However, neither suitcase was heavy overall. If you were to compare them, the two suitcases together would weigh about the same as two knives.

If you subtract the weight of the box, Damian can't help but wonder if Yang Le packed a box full of origami cranes for him. Even if something that heavy were made of metal, how thin would it be?
Damian didn't speak directly, but instead placed the boxes on the table and opened them one by one.

Just as Damian guessed, one of the boxes contained clothes, and the other contained weapons. Putting aside the clothes, the weapons only had a handle.

Damian reached out and picked up the clothes, feeling a chill as he touched them, though he didn't know what they were made of.

Because the clothes were picked up, Damian could see their full appearance. It was a garment not much different from the assassin uniform he was currently wearing, with a plain overall style and no particularly ornate decorations.

Perhaps for the sake of flexibility, only some key areas are covered with armor plates of unknown material, such as the knees, abdomen, and chest, while the rest are made of a cloth-like material.

"Don't think I'm trying to fool you with some cosplay outfit. You can try cutting this uniform with a dagger yourself."

Damian had no concept of saving face for others; at this moment, his own life was the most important thing, so he pulled out his knife and stabbed the uniform in his hand.

"Ding!"

To Damian's surprise, the dagger and the uniform made a metallic clanging sound when they clashed, and sparks flew out.

Damian picked up the dagger and saw that the tip was gone, obviously broken during the collision, which undoubtedly confirmed the defensive capabilities of the uniform.

"This thing was made from an alloy I developed myself." As Yang Le spoke, he handed over a handheld microscope, the meaning of which was self-evident. Damian took the microscope and examined the uniform.

With the help of a microscope, Damian could clearly see the individual threads woven into the uniform, and the dark sheen reflected from them.

"I stretched the alloy continuously, twisted it into threads as thin as a hair, and finally wove them into this uniform, ensuring safety without reducing your flexibility."

"Although the uniform is as thin as paper, don't worry. This garment has two layers. The outer layer is a regular stab-proof and cut-proof design, while the inner layer is an impact-resistant honeycomb design, so you don't have to worry about being attacked by blunt force."

"In addition, the properties of the alloy I developed mean that even if an elephant steps on you, you won't feel any pain."

The more Yang Le explained, the more satisfied Damian seemed. Although the latter didn't say anything, his eyebrows were practically pointing skyward.

When Yang Le arrived in Mian and put down the uniform he was holding, he knew it was time for him to introduce the weapon that was the handle of the weapon.

"As for that sword hilt, it's far superior to that outfit. It took me a lot of time to forge it."

"This is a sword of the soul. It took me a lot of effort to develop the technology to make this thing. I know that just talking about it is useless. You will know how wonderful it is once you pick it up."

Damian was now completely impressed by Yang Le's superb skills and believed the latter's words without a doubt, so he immediately picked up the sword hilt.

"Now listen to my instructions, Damian. Concentrate your mind and don't have a single distracting thought." Damian closed his eyes and began to use the meditation technique taught by his grandfather to concentrate his mind. Gradually, he cleared away all distracting thoughts.

"Alright, now you need to use your imagination to inject your 'energy' into the sword hilt. Remember not to rush, just take your time."

Damian was very obedient. Although he didn't know what it meant to inject energy into the hilt of the sword, he still silently recited the phrase in his mind, as if he were actually injecting something into the hilt of the sword.

Gradually, Damian seemed to sense something leaving his body. At first, this strange feeling made him shiver, but it came and went quickly.

"Alright, you have great talent, Damian. Now open your eyes."

Damian opened his eyes upon hearing this, and was stunned by what he saw: a blade had somehow grown out of the bare hilt of his sword.

This blade was no ordinary blade; the main body of the blade emitted a faint white light, and wisps of black energy swirled around its surface, giving it a mysterious and enigmatic feel.

"Just like I said, this is a sword of the soul. What makes this sword is nothing other than your own soul."

The Soul Blade technique was learned by Yang Le from the Marvel Universe. After witnessing the Magik's weapon, which could kill gods and demons alike, he had the idea of ​​learning it.

Later, Yang Le found Magik from the Valeria universe, who gladly taught him the technology because Yang Le had saved their universe.

Then Yang Le found Wolverine and learned the address of the swordsmith who forged Muramasa from him. He then used some means to learn the other party's technique and finally combined the two techniques to forge the Soul Blade in Damian's hands.

That's right, this Soul Sword was actually forged a long time ago, but Yang Le has never found anyone who can use it, so it has been gathering dust until now.

It wasn't that Yang Le was stingy; it's just that the Soul Sword was incredibly malevolent. While possessing all the abilities of a sword, it also had a special ability. However, this ability wasn't fixed.

Just as Magik's Soul Blade is specifically designed to attack magical creatures, and Wolverine's Soul Blade is designed to suppress healing abilities, the Soul Blade reflects the host's truest and strongest desires when forging the sword.

Magik, having been abducted by a demon, instinctively loathes and hates all magical creatures, while Wolverine, when creating Muramasa, harbored the intention to kill all enemies.

In the end, the Soul Sword fulfilled their wishes perfectly, which is why Yang Le said it was evil.

Humans cannot lie about their own souls, so if those lunatics in the DC Universe were to wield this sword, who knows what kind of trouble they would cause.

As for why he's teaching it to Damian now, it's because he's still a child. Although he's a bit extreme, he's at least much more normal than most people. His steadfast performance in the comics also makes Yang Le believe that he's qualified to possess it.

Yang Le explained the characteristics of the Soul Sword to Damian, then clapped his hands in encouragement.

"Alright, now let's see what special abilities it has."

(End of this chapter)