Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 537: Evil King Sword?
The two figures from the Desolate Marsh charged at Chen Lan, black energy boiling, their aura climbing steadily, their strength significantly increasing.
"Troublesome ants," Chen Lan spoke indifferently, unleashing a full-force punch that shattered the royal tomb. Taking advantage of the opponent’s restoration of physical form, he turned to attack the two from the Desolate Marsh.
"Heavenly Annihilation!!" exclaimed the two, Arid Ze and Tian Qing, simultaneously casting a divine technique identical to that of Sumiki.
"Your divine techniques are even shared amongst yourselves, how laughable," Chen Lan mocked, his figure flickering as he dodged their techniques with ease.
At the same time, the three blades in his hand began merging into one, emitting an unparalleled terrifying aura.
"Stop him!" Arid Ze shouted as he glanced at the merging process, sensing the terrifying might.
They must not let the three swords merge, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Arid Ze, Tian Qing, and the royal tomb all charged at Chen Lan, each grabbing a sword in an attempt to prevent their union.
Chen Lan said nothing but cast a glance, causing the three swords to suddenly erupt with vast demonic qi, sending the three flying, and myriad stars trembled in unison, resonating.
Hum!!!
The swords rang out, and the three blades successfully merged into one, emitting thick black qi, instilling fear and trembling.
Seeing this blade, fear gripped the hearts of the three from the Desolate Marsh.
"What kind of magical treasure is this sword? It’s terrifying!" Tian Qing exclaimed in terror.
Even in the heavens, such a magical treasure has never been seen.
"Wait, this sword looks familiar, I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere!" Arid Ze exclaimed, his mind racing, instantly gasping in shock, "This is the Evil King Sword!!!"
"The Evil King Sword, surely you don’t mean that one?" The royal tomb looked at Arid Ze, then at the blade in Chen Lan’s hand, his heartbeat accelerating.
"Yes, that’s it, I saw it on the historical stele. Five million years ago, the traitor Lucas stole the Evil King Sword. He wreaked havoc with it, and eventually disappeared, taking the sword with him. Three hundred years later, his corpse was found on an interstellar site, but there was no sign of the Evil King Sword. No sight of it for the past five million years, and now it’s in the hands of the Demon Slayer!"
Arid Ze couldn’t believe it; this Evil King Sword wasn’t something anyone could wield; only the descendants of the Evil Lord could use it. How could this Demon Slayer possibly?
Could it be he is a descendant of the Evil Lord?
If so, wouldn’t he be the new leader of the heavens’ Evil Race?
Impossible, how absurd!
Chen Lan also heard Arid Ze’s words, looking at the black blade in his hand. Could it truly be the Evil King Sword of the heavens’ Evil Race?
In any case, he felt an extremely evil power from it. If he couldn’t control it, it would backfire on his sanity, but his demonic qi could perfectly suppress it, preventing a loss of control.
Others wouldn’t be so lucky.
"Impossible, at most it’s a replica. How could the Evil King Sword be controlled by someone outside the Evil Race?" Tian Qing sneered in disbelief.
If the Demon Slayer could casually control the Evil King Sword, what kind of Evil King Sword would it be? It must be a replica.
After all, replicas have always been crafted, and while their power doesn’t match the authentic one, it’s comparable.
If the Demon Slayer was using the real one, they would all be a joke, the entire heavens would be a joke.
"Authenticity can be distinguished with a single sword," Chen Lan remarked indifferently, as limitless demonic qi surged into the blade, the aura climbing continuously.
Immediately, primordial chaotic tyrannical energy and the power of the great path flowed ceaselessly into the blade.
The three saw this and retreated millions of miles, fearfully gazing at the blade, sensing the breath of death.
"Even if it’s a replica, its power cannot be underestimated, all-out effort!" Arid Ze exclaimed in anger, black energy boiling as he began to burn his own energy.
Their Evil Race had no lifespan and were born immortal, living according to the energy within their bodies; as long as there was enough energy, even severe injuries could be healed. Even if their souls were shattered, they could use this special energy to reconstruct their souls.
But once the energy was exhausted, then it’s true death!
Reaching their level, the energy within was almost inexhaustible, with the loss rate far slower than the recovery rate.
As long as they didn’t face a strenuous situation, burning their energy wouldn’t result in death!
But now, they’re facing this strenuous situation.
As Arid Ze burned his energy, the other two began burning theirs as well, prepared for a desperate struggle.
They thought that after so long, their strength would be enough to defeat the Demon Slayer.
But they overlooked one issue; the Demon Slayer was also getting stronger, and even acquired a blade similar to the Evil King Sword, filling them with dread.
If they didn’t give it their all, they might actually die here!
"Demon God... Slash!" Chen Lan spoke lightly, swinging his sword.
In an instant, the space fell silent, the three stopped moving as if nothing had happened.
Pfff!
Suddenly, a crack opened on Arid Ze’s chest. In his terrified gaze, the space where the three were located split open, bisecting them.
Bang!!!
An explosion, an extreme explosion, the cosmos trembled, endless planets erupted violently, a galaxy split in two, as if the cosmos had been cleaved in half!
As the explosion gradually subsided, the three were gone.
Chen Lan glanced at the blade in his hand; this sword could directly annihilate the souls of the Evil Race. Could it truly be the Evil King Sword?
Better ask Qin Tianci.
He casually collected the world energy produced by the exploding planets, as he still had a world origin that had exhausted its energy.
...
Soldier Craftsman Star.
Chen Lan quickly located the relocated Soldier Craftsman Star and returned to Qin Tianci’s residence.
Before long, Qin Tianci led him and Xiaofeng away from the Soldier Craftsman Star, traversing the cosmos.
After three full hours, they arrived at a barren planet devoid of life.
"Alas, it seems the creatures of this planet have already perished, turning it into a dead star," Qin Tianci sighed with regret.
When he’d previously visited, it was lively and thriving, truly the vicissitudes of life; no one knows when a planet will face extinction.
"I wonder if that place still exists."
Using his Divine Sense to scan the planet with memories in mind, Qin Tianci soon smiled, having found it.
Soon, the three reached a dense forest, beneath a mountain stood a plain stone gate. At its center was a disc with a vertical hole that resembled a keyhole.
"This is the place indicated on the map that came with the three swords when I found them," Qin Tianci looked at the stone gate, then at the hole in the disc’s center, "I’ve tried inserting the three swords before, all useless. Perhaps they need to merge, to work. You should try."
At his words, Chen Lan nodded, pulling out the three blades and merging them once more.
Seeing the unified blade, excitement and exhilaration glimmered on Qin Tianci’s face. As he suspected, it did merge.
Only one step away from unraveling the mysteries of the past!
