Chapter 580 Who Can Stop It?
Such a tiny sword looks like a toy specially created for children to play with.
However, what Wang Lun sensed was the power hidden inside the small sword besides the rust.
With a move, Wang Lun attached his magic power to the small sword and forced the sword out. Sure enough, after the complete appearance of the small sword was exposed, it was only less than ten centimeters.
Rust was spread all over the small sword, and the top layer of rust was hollowed out. Just scrape it up with your fingernails, and Wang Lun scraped off a little rust powder and left it on his hands.
It seems that this severely rusted iron sword has no effect at all.
However, when Wang Lun's fingers just left the little sword and removed the rust powder from his hand, the position of the rust on the surface of the little sword that was scraped off suddenly grew another layer, and it became exactly the same as originally!
Wang Lun knew that this little sword was strange.
However, this phenomenon of rust reduction is only seen in life.
So far, Xiaojian has not shown any signs of attacking him, so Wang Lun found an iron clip for clipping things in the study of the Red Robe Monk King, and rubbed the iron clip onto Xiaojian.
Immediately, five or six centimeters of rust were scraped off.
Wang Lun did not stop and continued to scrape.
After about two seconds, the first rust that was scraped off began to recover, and Wang Lun scraped it faster. After about ten seconds, there was not much rust left on the sword.
For this reason, Wang Lun also scraped off the newly grown rust, but as always, new rust will be generated immediately.
After verification, Wang Lun understood that this rust seemed to be a companion sword, and its function might be to protect the sword. Of course, it might also be the reason for the damage to the sword.
"If a person has dead skin on his body, similar to psoriasis, and scrapes a little and then gives birth to new things immediately, then this person has to be in a dead skin for 365 days a year, which can be said to be the greatest bad luck, and then this person is afraid that he will suffer an inexplicable curse."
Wang Lun said in his heart, and actually felt that this little sword was more like being cursed.
"The method of manually cleaning up rust has been used, and the face of the sword itself cannot be exposed. It seems that it is time to use mana."
Wang Lun said to himself.
The rust was scraped before, not for fun or satisfying curiosity, but from the beginning of entering the study, why did he think that there were three things in the study very special. Among them, this little sword is the most peculiar because after the spiritual consciousness covered the little sword, he could not see the true appearance of the little sword.
This is a very weird thing.
Because, not long ago, he entered an illusion array, relying on his spiritual sense to judge, he could judge which illusions are and which were real killing moves. This means that he could use his spiritual sense to see clearly what a thing is.
But when I encountered this little sword, my spiritual sense was frustrated.
Now, the manual verification method does not work, and the remaining method is nothing more than using mana.
Wang Lun first put away the green mud inkstone, then wrapped the soft magic weapon prepared for Chen Ruolan around his waist, picked up the small sword, and exited the study.
This place is not suitable for staying for a long time. If you want to solve the problem of Xiaojian, you can go to other places.
Wang Lun went out from the original road and could smell the pungent bloody smell in the air. Looking around, the corpses on the ground turned the headquarters of the Red Rou Kingdom into a place that was imagined by Shura Hell.
Although he was unwilling to kill too many people, there was no way to kill these people this time, so he would not hesitate at all.
After walking out, Wang Lun's figure quickly disappeared into the street.
At a nearby place, Wang Lun took out the small sword, and then directly used a magic force to form the appearance of a sharp knife. The blade was diagonally downward and scraped towards the rust on the small sword.
But this time, when the magic power scraped off the rust, wisps of black smoke suddenly spurted out from the sword, and a strong aura of resentment and curse rushed straight into Wang Lun's sea of consciousness!
"Divine sense attack?"
Wang Lun was very surprised. This kind of spiritual attack was a curse and a bad luck.
But he reacted quickly, and the sea of consciousness immediately closed, his spiritual consciousness rushed out, forcibly colliding with the curse spiritual consciousness.
Bang.
It was like a thunderclap. Although it was a silent collision, the two spiritual senses were very violent and they both clashed away.
"This spiritual sense is really strong."
Wang Lun found that he couldn't escape.
However, Xiao Jian did not have a second curse consciousness attacked him.
He knew that although he seemed to have suffered a hasty response in the collision, he had actually used the strongest spiritual sense at that time, but he still couldn't do anything to the other party's spiritual sense. After all, he was at a disadvantage.
"Putting magic power on the little sword will make the little sword emit a curse consciousness. It seems that this curse consciousness occupies the core of the little sword. If it is not cleared, it will be impossible to recognize the little sword at all."
Wang Lun thought about this and tried it several times.
The result is that it is the same every time, and I cannot clear out the cursed consciousness on the small sword.
However, at this time, Wang Lun accidentally discovered that there was something like a pattern at the tip of the small sword, which was very small. He picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was not a pattern, but two small characters on the head of a fly.
Erling.
It is these two words.
"Contact the divine consciousness that contains resentment, curse, and misfortune, does this mean that this little sword named Erling has indeed suffered a curse?"
Wang Lun knew that the name E Ling means that it will bring bad luck to people. Therefore, it was not correct to speculate that the little sword was cursed by someone before. It should be that the little sword itself represents bad luck.
"The small sword can emit doomy-like spiritual consciousness, bringing great negative emotions to the attacked person. If used well, this invisible attack is indeed terrible."
Wang Lun really wanted to clean up this spiritual consciousness, remove all the rust, and let this little sword named Erling reveal its original appearance, so he could recognize his master.
As long as you recognize your master, you should be able to use this Erling Sword to issue a cursed spiritual attack in the future.
"The red-robed monk king put the Erling sword on the shelf, probably encountered this problem with me. His spiritual sense is stronger than me, but perhaps the spiritual sense of light is stronger, so he cannot clean up this kind of spiritual sense."
This cursed spiritual consciousness belongs to the Erling Sword itself, but the premise of recognizing the master is to clear out this spiritual consciousness.
In the future, when the master is successfully recognized, this kind of spiritual consciousness should reappear and be used by the master.
Wang Lun thought about it and took out the Ten Thousand Spirits Vase.
The height of the bottle body and the size of the bottle mouth are all larger than that of the Erling Sword.
So, he threw the Eling Sword into the vase, and a thud sound came out, which was the spiritual water inside that drowned the Eling Sword.
Wang Lun’s method is very simple, which is to rely on the special nature of the Ten Thousand Spirit Treasure Vase to clear out the evil spirits.
You should know that in terms of purification, his wood spirit power is far less than that of the Ten Thousand Spirits Vase itself. The Ten Thousand Spirits Vase has spirituality for all things and can transform bad things into peaceful and spiritual things.
This is where he has an advantage over the Red Robe Monk King.
The red-robed monk king was thinking about how to get the best magic weapon.
And he had already owned the Ten Thousand Spirits Treasure Vase. If the spirit girl Xiao Xingzi recovered, the Ten Thousand Spirits Treasure Vase was also restored. The level of this treasure was probably much more than the best magic weapon!
After Wang Lun finished these things, he took three treasures to a place in India.
He had contacted Fang Hailiang, and Huaxia had already investigated the executor who had exploded the plane by explosives. His name was Akhan Midu.
And this Akhan Midu had already died in battle, and the list had long been the death list for India, which was equivalent to the fact that the world had lost this person, but it was this person who suddenly appeared and wanted to blow him to death when he was on the plane.
Relying on the energy from China, Wang Lun learned that after Akhan Midhu was "dead", he secretly worked with Kabir Vijay of India.
Wang Lun has obtained the information about Kabir Vijay.
This person is a general in India and seems to have something to do with the Red Robe Monk King. He was the one who obeyed the Red Robe Monk King after being bribed by the Red Robe Monk King.
Akhan Midu was dead and could not settle the scores on this man, but he could not help but be free and at ease with the person who planned this matter.
Although the plane explosion did not eventually cause any passengers to die, he did it with his super strength, which angered him and all the participants must be punished.
Kabir Vijay works in the military camp during the day, and I'm afraid he only goes back at night, and his home is still in the military headquarters, but Wang Lun did not wait until the night is more suitable for the operation.
He has the strength, so why should I consider which convenient time to choose to kill someone?
Anyway, he wants to kill Kabir Vijay, and Kabir Vijay can't escape, it's the same everywhere.
The information sent here contains information about which unit the other party is in.
"Who?"
As Wang Lun approached the gate of a military camp, a team of people carrying live ammunition pointed the black hole gun at him.
Wang Lun did not move, but just launched a divine attack.
Except for the captain in the lead, the rest of the team were lying softly on the ground, as if they were in a coma in a collective manner.
Even the captain was a steel warrior, and his companions were all experiencing this extremely strange phenomenon under his nose, and he was very shocked.
So much so that he watched Wang Lun walk towards him, and the muzzle he raised was still aimed at Wang Lun, but he did not dare to pull the trigger.
Wang Lun went up, took the other party's gun gently, rubbed it casually, and then asked in English: "Where is Kabir Vijay? How to find him?"
A huge pressure was shrouded in the meantime.
The captain couldn't help but get half short, his face covered in sweat as big as soybeans, and his feet were trembling!
He was scared. The psychological torture training he had received was completely useless when facing this kind of pressure.
It took Wang Lun a few seconds to get the information he wanted from the other party.
At this time, there was already a loud alarm inside and a large number of soldiers were gathering.
Chapter completed!