Chapter 104 Fierce Battle!

Chapter 104 Fierce Battle!

Unplug it?

It's that simple?

With 10,000 doubts, Du Wei hesitantly took the long sword, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and pinching the scabbard in the other...

It was forced.

Motionless.

Push harder.

Still not moving.

Du Wei took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he stood firmly under his feet, and then he sank his dantian, puffed up his strength, opened his mouth to exhale, and shouted: "Oh!!

With this breathless break, Du Wei fought his arms, and saw his tiger eyes wide, his sword eyebrows upside down, and he was really imposing, and then he heard a crisp sound:

Click!!

Then, the world went quiet... As if the wind was howling in the sky, it couldn't enter Du Wei's ears at the moment, and the old magicians around him, including Hussein, were staring at Du Wei's hands with a pair of eyes...

In his previous life, Du Wei had read countless bluffing novels of gods and ghosts, and there was often an extremely bloody bridge: the protagonist got a sword that was said to be left by a certain hero hundreds or even thousands of years ago (the bolder author even dared to fool directly to the ancient era). And that Excalibur is usually sharp, cutting gold and jade is as simple as eating Chinese cabbage!

However, Du Wei now understands that all this is!

!

The times are progressing, and so is metal smelting technology! The so-called sword hundreds of years ago or even a thousand years ago, even if it is left to the present, it has not rusted, rotted or damaged... It's definitely not a divine weapon!

Du Wei felt that he was really stupid this time. How could a person who received a systematic modernization education in a previous life also be deceived by such boring legends ...

Hundreds of years ago, the earth sword, I really thought it was a treasure? Really think it can still be sharp?

Take the simplest example. If it was in Du Wei's previous life. Even the sword used by Qin Shi Huang may not be as good as the kitchen knife of ordinary people in the twenty-first century!

Nonsense, one is bronze, the other is pure steel! Which is sharper?

It seems that this truth should also apply to the world of Roland Continent. A sword from a thousand years ago... For a thousand years, even if the metal smelting technology of the Roland Continent is wasted, it is impossible to have no progress in the slightest, right?

Therefore, the sword of a thousand years ago is put to the present. Whether it can be called a "sword" still has to put a big question mark.

As for throwing it in the sacred mountain, in the sarcophagus of that secret room! First, there is no vacuum sterilization, and second, there is no anti-corrosion and anti-rust treatment, so it has been stored in the air for thousands of years, if it is not lucky, just the effect of oxidation, this sword is left until now. If you have a few pieces of slag left, you are already lucky!

Therefore, now Du Wei is really speechless with this "sword of the king" in his hand.

Sword or sword... Barely count. At least you can see the outline of the general shape of the "sword". It's just that the sword may not be, let alone sharp.

This sword looks more like an excavated artifact, full of yellow, yellow, green and green rust, and the blade has been so blunt that it may not even pierce the bark. The blade full of fine cracks may be shattered at any time.

The only value of such a thing is probably to take it to a museum and enshrine it, and then store it in the name of the sword of the founding emperor of the empire. Let future generations look up.

As for taking it as a weapon to go into battle and wound the enemy? Then don't even think about it.

Du Wei felt that he had been fooled and was miserably deceived.

Hell Aragon.

Say that you will leave yourself a divine beast? But a penguin who has no other skills than nonsense.

It was said that he would leave himself a matchless "sword of the king", but it turned out to be such a tattered antique!

"Haha! Ha ha! Hahaha! Du Weidi's laughter was as ugly as crying, and then he shook the object in his hand, turned to look at the old magician and Hussein and other companions, and found that everyone was in a sluggish state. Du Weiqiang endured his anger and a sentence popped out of his mouth: "Are you sure that the name of this thing is called the Sword of the King?" The

old magician was wiping his sweat.

The only thing that seemed to be happy was the QQ, which seemed to exclaim proudly: "I said it." It's not a sword! It's a wind shot! The owner of Aragon said it was a windshield needle. But you must say what kind of sword it is!

Du Wei had completely given birth to a broken jar mentality, and glared at the penguin viciously: "I don't care what kind of needle or sword it is!" In short, can this thing save our lives now!?

QQ was also stunned for a moment, and then said very innocently: "Master Aragon said, as long as you can pull it out..."

"I've pulled it out." Du Wei gritted his teeth: "And then?" "

QQ is speechless... Obviously, what to do next, the penguin does not know.

After a long time, the Ggegewitch, who had almost drained his magic power by the magic array, had just rested for a while before coming back to his senses. Cautiously glanced at Du Wei's hand. Then he couldn't help but whisper to remind Du Wei: "Hey, your hands." It seems to be bleeding..."

"Huh?"

Du Wei looked down and saw that sure enough, his hand holding the hilt of the sword was indeed bleeding. Just now, under the anger, but did not notice it, and the cold weather, numbness of hands and feet, and the pain perception is not so sharp, it is also an important reason.

It turned out that this "antique" really couldn't withstand the destruction of Du Wei's strength, although Du Wei used brute force to pull out the sword, but the hilt... God knows what the hilt of this sword is made of, according to the habits of the warriors of the Roland Continent, it is probably some kind of fine wood. But even the best wood will not withstand the corrosion of the years.

This sword handle has obviously been completely **** off, when Du Wei pulled out the sword hard just now, his palm was clenched, and the sword handle was immediately cracked, but it seemed that there was something in the hilt that pierced Du Wei's palm.

Du Wei wrinkled his brows. Clamped this antique under his armpit, reached out and ripped a piece of cloth from his clothes to wrap his bloody palm... But at this moment, when his eyes saw the hilt of the sword that stabbed his wrist, he discovered the hidden mystery inside.

The handle of the sword was cracked in wood, but the crack was very even, and it didn't seem to be completely broken by Du Wei, and there seemed to be something in the crack. Du Wei carefully peeled off the rotten wood outside. But from the hilt of this sword, a slender and long thing was peeled out.

The tentacles were cold and translucent, and it seemed to be glass, but it was much harder than glass, as if it were some kind of gemstone. And in this translucent gemstone, there is a slender and long scroll inside.

And, I don't know why. Du Wei pinched this thing, but he faintly felt a tremor in his heart. He couldn't describe this feeling in words, he only felt that there was some kind of strange energy faintly in this slender diamond-shaped gemstone, as if it could stir a subtle sense of himself...