Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 365 The Weakest is Also the Strongest

Although the wolf-headed swordsman is still the same wolf-headed swordsman, his current equipment has undergone a complete transformation.

First of all, there was the armor. Originally the armor of the God of Courage, it had been completely refurbished. However, despite being refurbished, the armor looked much older – simply because it had been soaked in the blood of the Ether Dragon for the past two weeks.

Those enormous dragons that roamed the sea of ​​stars should have been legendary creatures, but heaven knows where that strange consciousness got its hands on the blood of these legendary beings.

But this soaking is extremely useful. The blood of those interstellar dragons not only makes the armor as light as cosmic dust, but also makes it truly indestructible. Not only will the armor itself not be damaged, but it will also absorb the impact. It is said that this comes from the ability of the ether dragons to resist meteor impacts.

Simply put, once you put on this armor, you are practically invincible.

The greatsword in his hand was replaced with the fangs of Leviathan, another colossal beast that roamed the stars. It was said that its enormous body could even devour the heavens and the earth. The sharp teeth of this beast became the best weapon material, and the sharp blades were just like the bite of the Leviathan itself, enough to tear apart everything.

The strongest spear and the strongest shield have both been taken into the hands of the wolf-headed swordsman, Gekala.

However, that's still not enough.

No matter how powerful the weapons and equipment are, they are still just equipment. What truly determines how much performance the equipment can deliver is the person using it.

"Not strong enough, I'm not strong enough yet."

Gekkar understood this perfectly well.

When he was under the command of the God of Courage, he was not the most outstanding one, and he himself knew that the reason he was able to catch the eye of the God of Courage was simply because he was loyal enough.

Loyalty cannot be converted into combat power.

Can he really make good use of this top-notch equipment?
"It definitely can."

Wolf-headed swordsman Gekala took a deep breath.

He had to be able to, even if he couldn't, because he was going to rescue the god of courage.

He would stop at nothing to achieve this goal.

Even if the price is his own.

"To do something even when you know it's impossible—that's true courage!"

Wolf-headed swordsman Gekala gripped his greatsword tightly.

Courage surged within him like a raging fire, which strengthened his resolve—and as his resolve, or rather his consciousness, grew stronger, his body became more robust and sturdy.

The stability of the body also makes the soul stronger, and the strength of the soul, in turn, nourishes the will.

With this continuous accumulation, the power of the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala has unknowingly reached a height that even he himself could not have imagined!
Of course, on this basis, we need to add a little more.

"This is……"

Looking at the black crystal that appeared out of thin air in front of him, the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala smelled a familiar scent.

Yes, he wouldn't be mistaken; this is clearly the aura of the god of courage!
"It's a fragment of that big axe."

Gekkar swallowed hard.

And at this moment, that unfamiliar consciousness also brought new information.

Back then, although the four gods were defeated and their bodies were devoured, the weapons they used were not eaten by the giant serpent—after all, these things were not food, and even if it wanted to eat them, it would have no way to put them down.

However, since it was a weapon used by a god, its size was far too enormous. Even though it had been reduced to fragments in a great battle, it was still not something that ordinary people could use.

Therefore, no one has ever touched those four divine artifacts. Over the long course of time, they have gradually merged with this land, even beginning to turn into soil and become part of the planet itself. Even divine artifacts will eventually rust.

Now, what lies in Gekkar's hands is a fragment that has not yet been completely rusted, an old piece that has been peeled off from the huge axe blade. Just by holding it in his hand, one can faintly hear the howling of the dead.

But when it reached Gekala's ears, it almost moved him to tears.

After such a long time, he finally heard the voice of the god of courage once again.

Even if it's just a fragment.

"Thank you."

Even though she knew perfectly well that the stranger was not revealing his identity and was clearly trying to use her, Gekala still sincerely expressed her gratitude to him.

After all, whether he was used or used as a weapon, this unfamiliar being made him feel the call of the god of courage, something he hadn't felt in a long time.

That was enough for him.

He can handle the rest himself.

After all, this is his journey.

Even if we can't win, we have to fight.

Faced with an invincible foe, Gekala felt an overwhelming surge of fighting spirit!

This caused his already surging momentum to increase dramatically!
This surging momentum was naturally sensed by Du Yi in the city.

The first to sense this aura was actually the Seed of Creation. After all, the entire area could now be considered its territory, with wooden doll clones it had laid out everywhere, and no movement could escape its sight.

Next up was Du Yi, after all, the surging aura that resembled a vortex was far too obvious—moreover, this aura was directed at him.

"Could there really be some explanation?"

Du Yi was quite surprised. He knew that there were only a few strong people on this planet. At least within the range of the Seed of Creation, he had never seen anyone who could rival him.

Especially after coming out and seeing that figure, Du Yi felt it was even more impossible.

After all, he recognized this wolf-headed swordsman. Although they hadn't seen each other for a while, Du Yi was still aware of his strength.

To think that an opponent of that caliber could kill him is a joke, that unfamiliar consciousness must be joking.

But immediately, as the wolf-headed swordsman's aura surged dramatically, Du Yi suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

"This level of intensity..."

The terrifying pressure that swept over them was so intense that even Du Yi felt a faint sense of pressure!

Strong.

Such a thought suddenly arose in Du Yi's mind.

Unlike those strong individuals who possess only strength but lack willpower and are merely mediocre, they are not truly powerful.

The wolf-headed swordsman right now is a true powerhouse, both in terms of strength and willpower.

(End of this chapter)