Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Shulahat once said that if he successfully eroded the holy sword but could not escape with it, he could detonate this crystal.

The crystal not only contains the power of erosion, but also a pre-set teleportation array.

This teleportation array can directly transport the holy sword to another place, and then Shulahat will receive the holy sword.

As Graosam detonated the crystal, a loud bang was heard from the stone platform of the holy sword.

Bang! ! !

A shock wave suddenly erupted from the center of the stone platform not far from the holy sword.

Not for attack, just to create chaos and push away all creatures around.

In the face of this shock wave, Lord was pushed back several meters.

Then, a space crack suddenly opened. Seeing this, Graosam grabbed the holy sword and threw it directly into the space crack.

"Don't even think about it!" Celiai immediately took action, shooting several arrows of light at the holy sword, trying to knock it directly to the ground.

But unexpectedly, Graosam actually used his body to block Celie's attack, so that the holy sword entered the space crack without any hindrance.

"Lord!" Celie shouted immediately.

Lord is the closest, and as long as he takes action, he can definitely disrupt the teleportation array and leave the holy sword Elslight.

But as if he didn't hear Celie's screams, Lord stood quietly there, allowing the space crack to swallow the holy sword and then suddenly close.

Even though Celie had thrown out a few more beams, they only passed through the remaining energy ripples and landed not far away, causing a series of explosions.

"Hahahaha!"

The only sound in the entire basement was Graosam's wild laughter.

"You are still one step too late. The Demon King who has obtained the Holy Sword will be invincible!"

First, his right hand was cut off by Lord, and then he took several light arrows from Celie. Graosam lay on the ground unable to move, with only his unbridled laughter echoing in the space.

Celie looked at the place where the space crack disappeared, and the murderous intent in her eyes surged like a substance.

Especially since Graosam was still laughing beside her, it made her even more upset.

Chapter 189 Lord's Plan

Wild laughter echoed in the empty space.

Graosam collapsed to the ground, black blood gushing out of his wounds, staining the entire area pitch black, but a twisted smile of victory hung on his face.

The Holy Sword Elsword has been teleported away, and once it falls into the hands of Lord Shulahat, the core goal of the plan will have been achieved.

This "merit" is enough to make him leave his name in the entire history of the demon clan.

"The Demon King will surely rule the world! Haha... Ugh!"

His wild laughter was interrupted by a violent cough, and dirty blood mixed with internal organ fragments gushed out of his mouth.

Having to withstand several powerful light arrows from Celia, coupled with the severe injury of a broken arm, his life was slipping away rapidly.

Celiai stared at the place where the space crack disappeared, leaving only a few ripples of space being broken and repaired.

The holy sword was taken away right before her eyes.

It was such a great shame and humiliation for me to let this group of demons take away the holy sword so easily!

And the culprit was standing nearby, still emitting a shrill laugh.

The murderous intent instantly locked onto Graosam on the ground.

Celie raised her hand, and light began to gather at her fingertips.

She wanted to completely wipe out this damn demon, along with his filthy soul, from this world.

"Wait, Celie."

However, her attack was stopped by Lord before it could be launched.

Celia paused what she was doing and turned to look at Lord, who had spoken out to stop her, with a questioning look in her eyes.

Because he had clearly warned Lord just now, but the other party did nothing and let the holy sword Elsword be taken away.

Celie was a little confused about what Lord was thinking.

Lord met Celie's gaze, his expression still calm. His gaze briefly lingered on Graosam on the ground, then turned to the place where Elsword disappeared.

"Why?!" Celie demanded. "With your abilities, you can definitely forcefully retain Elsword before the spatial rift completely closes."

Volame was also surprised by Teacher Celie's question.

Everything that just happened happened so fast.

From the contamination of the holy sword, to Graosam repelling Teacher Celie with the sword, to finally having his arm instantly severed by Teacher Lord, detonating the crystal and teleporting Elsword away.

All this happened in just a few breaths, so fast that she didn't even have time to cast a spell.

She originally thought that Lord was too late to stop Elsword from being teleported away, but now it seems that he has other plans?

Even Graosam on the ground looked at Lord in surprise and doubt.

Lord did not answer Celia's question immediately. He slowly raised his right hand with his palm facing up.

A faint golden light, as if alive, emerged and swirled in his palm.

"You see, the connection between me and Elsword has not been severed."

Elsword was his first holy sword, and Lord participated in both its initial forging and its later recasting.

Not to mention that the magic inside it to store the power of faith was designed by myself, and I have already established a connection with it.

Celie narrowed her eyes. As a top magician, she immediately sensed the essence of that ray of light.

That was the magical resonance between Elsword and Lord.

Extremely faint, but it exists.

This means that although the holy sword was contaminated and even teleported away, it still maintained some mysterious connection with Lord.

"So what?!" Celie's doubts didn't disappear, but instead intensified. "The Holy Sword has been contaminated, and even taken away by the demons. Can you stop them from using the power of faith within it through the endless space?"

If the demons simply seized Elsword, Celie wouldn't be worried.

Sometimes, making the demons stronger occasionally might add a bit more fun to the world.

But the prerequisite is that this power is controllable by oneself.

The power of faith is too strong.

As someone who had personally fought against the goddess with Lord in the past, Celie naturally knew how terrifying the power of faith was.

It is undeniable that now that the mythological age has ended and gods are no longer around, the power of faith is the most powerful force in the world.

But now, this power has been taken away by the demons.

"Look at him!" Celie pointed at Graosam lying on the ground. "He only used a small portion of the power of faith, and it was enough to repel my attack. If Shulahart, or that so-called new demon king, controlled all the power of faith, the consequences would be disastrous."

Her words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Volame's heart and causing a hint of pride to flash in Graosam's eyes.

"Don't worry, Celie." Lord's tone was gentle, as if soothing a furious Hakimi. "What Graosam just called upon was only a trace of the power of faith that leaked from the surface of Elsword, a mere sliver of its true power."

"But he became stronger with this power."

"I thought you would be happy to see this." Lord said meaningfully.

"That's different." Celie shook her head. "Controllable chaos and unpredictable chaos are not the same thing."

"Really? So that's how it is. But don't worry." Lord paused. "Have you forgotten? When I added magic to Elsword a thousand years ago, did I impose any restrictions?"

These words immediately made Graosam's eyes widen on the ground, and even Volame looked at him curiously.

"Restrictions," Celie's anger was suppressed by distant memories, "it seems that there is such a thing."

She remembered.

Lord once said this to himself.

That was what Lord mentioned when he created the Pseudo-God Strike Magic when they helped the coalition forces to break the siege.

In order to prevent this magic from being abused, he will add restrictions to it, and it can only be used when facing demons and fighting to save the world.

The reason why Elsword can absorb the power of faith of mankind is because it not only contains magic to store the power of faith, but also contains magic runes of pseudo-god strike.

Only in this way can we use Elsword to turn the tide of battle at the critical moment.

"But what if the demons can break your seal?"

"Of course they can crack it."

Lord's words made Celie's brows furrow again, but the next sentence relaxed them.

"But that will take a long time. I don't think it will be possible to complete without hundreds of years of effort."

The pseudo-god-strike magic that I created is not so easy to crack.

The magic in the magic book written by Norn is open source, and he hopes that learners can adapt and develop it at will.

And this kind of pseudo-god-strike magic has been heavily encrypted.

Unless your talent is also creativity, it will take decades just to understand this magic formula.

Chapter 190 The Dead Seven Bengxian

"So, in fact, the demons are unable to fully mobilize the power of faith in Elsword?"

"Right! The best you can do is give yourself a Taixu Xuanbing buff like this guy did, and it has side effects."

"What is Taixu Xuanbing?" The elf lady was a little confused about the strange words that Lord suddenly came up with.

"Nothing much, a magic item that can make a person three times stronger."

"But his strength is more than just tripled."

Celia pointed at Graosam.

In her eyes, this demon was obviously not a magician who was particularly good at fighting. Judging from Fidel's dull eyes the whole time, she guessed that he was probably a demon with some kind of spiritual magic talent.

And it was this demon who, with the help of the power of faith, was able to repel himself for a short time.