Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

This long sword is shaped like an ancient Japanese nodachi.

The slender blade, emitting a faint green glow like a beacon, was entwined with green gas that constantly drifted in the air. This gas was the souls of millions of the most evil people in the world.

Zhao Chen subconsciously stepped forward and gripped the hilt of the knife, which was about 50 cm long, with both hands.

The handle is still green, completely covered by a darker green handle roll, which feels very comfortable in the hand.

Meanwhile, the armored monster slowly dragged the chains as usual.

However, the instant Zhao Chen gripped the hilt of the knife, he felt the fluctuations of the dark primal force within his body. It seemed that this force was about to burst out of his body, and the most evil power in the world was attracting the dark primal force within Zhao Chen's body.

"Ah!" Zhao Chen cried out. He felt the powerful force within the sword, representing the most evil force in the world, gradually taking control of him and trying to absorb his soul into the sword.

Just like Arthas, whose mind was controlled by Frostmourne in Warcraft.

"Hahahaha, it seems we don't even need to lift a finger. Zhao Chen, you're about to be drained dry, even worse off than the previous adventurers," the armored creature laughed maniacally.

Zhao Chen's body convulsed, and he felt his body slowly becoming out of control, and everything in front of him began to blur.

Zhao Chen's consciousness was slowly fading away.

Gradually, everything went black and he lost consciousness.

………………

"Little friend, your older brother is dead. Now it's your turn. I've never tasted the soul of a kind child before. It must taste pretty good, right?" The armored monster slowly walked towards Little Tyson, dragging its huge iron hammer backwards.

At this moment, Zhao Chen was kneeling on the ground, holding a knife, his head limply resting on the hilt, already lifeless.

With tears welling in his small eyes, Tyson turned to face his opponent, his left hand in front and his right hand behind, ready to fight.

He was so short and thin.

He was so nervous.

He clenched his two small fists tightly, wanting to die in battle like a true warrior.

"Then I'll grant your wish. I'll smash you into mincemeat in an instant, so you'll die without pain." With that, the armored creature once again pulled its chain hammer back, preparing to deliver a powerful blow to Little Tyson.

Suddenly, everything in front of Zhao Chen began to become clearer and brighter.

"Mortal, stop your foolish behavior and kneel down." Zhao Chen suddenly revived, stood up, and drew the long sword.

Only then did he get a clear look at the knife. The blade was over 1 meter long, and the overall appearance of the knife was just like the Sephiroth Nodachi from Final Fantasy.

But it's even cooler, with the blade's dim green light complementing the evil spirits.

"Want to absorb my soul? You're still too green. Submit to me and serve me," Zhao Chen said, looking at the sword.

The evil blade began to tremble, probably terrified in front of Zhao Chen, who had regained his divine power.

"How interesting, what a fascinating weapon! This weapon can even think!"

"My God, quickly put that sword back in! Zhao Chen, please hurry and put it back in!"

Chapter 1067 The Boy Who Chased the Wind with Anger

"Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you, you idiot?"

"This world is made up of the resentment of hundreds of millions of dead souls, and these resentments have merged into one to form this evil longsword, which is the world itself."

"If you take it, this world will cease to exist. Think about this world."

"Everything in this world is irrelevant to me. I only care about my lover. I can't waste any more time." With that, Zhao Chen turned and walked towards the cave entrance.

"No, you can't leave! You stop right there!" At the same time, the armored creature threw its hammer again.

This time, the speed was astonishing; the iron hammer flew towards Zhao Chen like lightning.

Zhao Chen casually turned around and slashed, splitting the iron hammer in two.

The cut between the two halves of the hammer was unusually smooth, as if it had been cut by the highest precision machining equipment.

At the same time, a green welcome light flashed by, moving so fast that the money couldn't even see it.

What the armored creature in the hoodie could see was the evil longsword already stuck in his chest.

"I'm so weak," the armored creature cried out.

His soul is being absorbed by this knife.

A continuous stream of green light emanated from the armored creature's chest, merging with the sword. As the armored creature was absorbed, it shrank continuously.

In just a short while, it turned into a ball made of deformed black iron, tightly shrunk into a ball.

"Let's go." Without turning his head, Zhao Chen pulled Tyson, who had just experienced a huge shock, out of the cave.

"This sword is really beautiful." He examined the evil sword in his hand for a while.

Let's call him Ghost Fang.

"Do you like this name?" Zhao Chen asked, holding the sword in his right hand and patting the back of the sword with his left, as if the sword were alive.

Suddenly, a blinding green light flashed from the sword, its power like that of a flash grenade.

It seems he likes this name.

"Then I'll call you Ghost Fang. Heh heh."

"Big brother is handsome, and this Jianye sword is beautiful. He looks so cool holding this sword. I hope that drawing this sword won't cause the end of the world."

The moment they stepped out of the cave, the interior space was in trouble; it was buried deep underground along with the tin monster.

The two men got into the Dodge Challenger and sped away, their destination the desert kingdom.

However, they did not notice that a crack was slowly appearing in the sky far away.

A bloodbath is about to sweep through the Sun Empire, in this kingdom.

"I will bury this Sun Empire forever under this thick sandstorm, never to see the light of day again. I will devour the souls of every living being in the entire empire. Hahahahahahaha!" Zhao Chen laughed wildly.

Then Zhao Chen's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head slightly.

"Riven, hang in there, I'm coming."

Zhao Chen floored the accelerator, and the vehicle suddenly shot out of the forest, "flying" close to the ground on the beach, kicking up large amounts of dust as the wheels passed.

Zhao Chen glared ahead and drove like a madman, because he didn't know how Riven was doing, and what the consequences would be if he was even a step slower.

He made the most of every second.

Soon, the Dodge Challenge emerged from a sandstorm, like a shark emerging from murky seawater.

"Open the city gates, don't force me to harm the civilians!" Zhao Chen unleashed a lion's roar.

The entire city wall was shaken and trembled as if the end of the world was coming. Perhaps the end of the world really was coming.

Because no one noticed that the crack in the distant sky was getting bigger and bigger, it was unknown whether this was related to the evil sword in Zhao Chen's hand.

"You think you can just open the gate like that? Are you here to die, you lowly mortal?" The emperor's figure appeared on the city wall.

"Go ahead and try opening the door if you dare!"

"The legion that nearly killed you last time you were surrounded, it seems you took down quite a few, but that's just a drop in the ocean compared to the military strength of the Sun Empire."

"Hmph, then let me show you my divine power and my divine sword, and let you feel what this power, capable of destroying all worlds, is like!"

"You stay in the car," Zhao Chen said, turning to Tyson.

"No, I want to fight."

"Do you still want to become the world boxing champion? You'll have plenty of time to fight in the future."

"Get back in your car."

"Uh," Little Tyson looked uncomfortable as he slowly walked back to the car.

"Are you bragging? I don't see any of your divine power, but I know what you're afraid of? You pretentious bastard."

"Yeah, yeah, you think I really admire you? We're just playing with you. How does it feel to be played?" At this moment, the big crocodile also poked its head out from the city wall.

The massive, towering city wall stood before them. Even the enormous head of the crocodile on top of it looked like a tiny dot. The protection of such a thick wall emboldened these two scoundrels.

Of course, they didn't know what changes had occurred in Zhao Chen's cultivation this time.

Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and spoke. His enemies were unaware that he was truly intent on killing this time, nor did they know his anger.

Zhao Chen pulled out Ghost Fang, gripped the top and bottom of the hilt with both hands, and raised it high.

"Let me show you the strongest slash in the universe!" Zhao Chen roared.

Although he slashed the sword down from above.

A green sword aura composed of evil spirits shot down the ground towards the city wall.

Wherever the green light reached, everything was split in two, including the thick city walls.

The earth shook violently, and the king and the giant crocodile withdrew their heads, having likely realized the gravity of the situation.

This strike wasn't over yet.

After Zhao Chen finished his strike, he rotated his body to the right and rear again, moving his arms to the right and rear of his body, with the tip of his knife resting on the ground.

He swung his sword a second time from right to left, then flicked it upwards from the lower left, sending two streaks of green sword energy flying out rapidly.

A huge rectangular opening was carved out of the entire city wall.