Chapter 133 Awakening

"I am the angel-killing sword that you gave me a messy appearance, a messy attribute, and a messy name."

The Holy Sword's attitude changed so quickly that it was beyond human reach. In just a short moment, it completed its... uh... evolution from sage to shrew?

Facing this huge change, I felt as if I was struck by thunder. My mouth opened wide, and I finally managed to hold back a sentence.

"You...you are, the sword in my storage box."

"exactly."

"But it's not in this shape. My angel-killing sword is much prettier than yours." My mind was still a little confused, and I spoke out what was in my heart without paying attention.

"You...what did you say..., I..."

The tone of Holy Sword Na's voice was raised greatly, filled with anger.

"Ahem, forget it, let's get to the topic."

The word "I" was long used, and his tone suddenly changed. He coughed a few times and said as if an adult doesn't remember the faults of a villain.

You should be changing the subject. Sure enough, do you also feel inferior to your plain appearance? What a poor guy. I looked at it sympathetically and did not continue to stimulate it.

"Wait a minute..."

I said loudly that there was something wrong with its words.

I gave it a form, attributes and a name. The name was okay, I named it after I found it in the storage box, but the form and attributes were clearly given by me on the computer in the original world. Why did I just do it casually in the modifier?

A sword inexplicably turned into a holy sword. From the tone of it, it seemed as if it had been there for a long time.

However, these are not the most important.

"Do you know my original world? Do you know the way to go back?"

I asked in a hoarse voice, not minding the fact that I would be exposed as a time traveler. Now I was grasping a life-saving straw, and I could no longer care about so much. To put it another way, its shape made me

There is no sense of crisis, and I feel that even if I am exposed, it will not be a big problem.

"Yes, I know you are from another world, although I don't know what world it is..." Shengjian said leisurely.

"But... do you really want to go back that much?"

"Well……?"

Its next sentence seemed to hit the most vulnerable part of my heart, making me choke.

Yes, do you really look forward to going back? In the original world, you have the familiar high-rise buildings, cars and subways, a warm home, and convenient appliances. There are also games and animations that you are addicted to. The most important thing is that it is safe there.

, I don’t have to worry about being killed next moment.

But, but other than that, what else did I have in the original world? My parents are dead, and I don’t have many friends. They are all ordinary people who just play games together, discuss anime, house, etc.

Money, home appliances, etc. are just dead things...

And what about this world? Although it is strange and full of death threats, here are the people you love most, close friends, elders, comrades who share life and death, Amazons who exist like sisters, and those who care about you.

People like Sara, Lal, Doug, Gev, Aunt Sarai...their faces flashed through my mind one by one.

I suddenly felt a dilemma. It was like the feeling of tranquility in a big wave.

"It doesn't matter. If you really want to help me, then increase your strength quickly. Then pick up that sword and maybe you can communicate with me..."

It uses "that sword" to describe it, and it seems that it does not admit that it is its own identity. It is really a proud sword. Even with such a gorgeous appearance and such BT attributes, don't you take it seriously?

Then, the world in my eyes began to blur slowly, and its upright figure kept twisting and turning in front of my eyes. As soon as my eyes darkened, I lost consciousness.

"Why……"

A faint sigh came from the empty doomsday battlefield.

"After so many years, I thought I had forgotten how to make sounds, but..." it looked at the empty battlefield and said with a wry smile.

"It seems even more lonely..."

The redeemer? Ah, I forgot to ask his name. However, he is a very interesting young man. Although he has a bit of a poisonous mouth, he has a very kind heart.

It’s really exciting.

The next moment, the entire mountain of corpses it was standing on suddenly began to vibrate. The corpses of the angels piled under it, which were said to be immortal, all scattered like ashes, and the true face of the entire mountain appeared.

Buried in the mountain of corpses is a huge golden skeleton. It maintains a half-crouched posture on the ground, with its skull facing the sky and its lower jaw open. It looks like it is looking up to the sky and roaring. There is a pair of unparalleled huge bone wings on its back, exuding...

Shining with bright golden light, it is the second color between heaven and earth that is covered up.

However, it is just a corpse, because the holy sword is inserted into its raised forehead, quietly, quietly...

Redeemer, you are the one who breaks the "rules" with me. My master, do you want to continue the sorrow of the end, or create a new history...

I opened my confused eyes, and what slowly came into my eyes was a dim small room. Fortunately, it was still normal. I wanted to rub my eyes, but I found that my hands were held tightly, and they were a pair of warm ones.

, soft, yet slightly rough little hands. From the slightly moist sweat coming from the palms, it can be seen that these gentle little hands are held tightly and for a long time.

I slowly turned my head, and a stunning face that was both happy and angry slowly appeared in front of me. The surprise and tenderness in those sea-blue eyes seemed to melt me. In the dim room, the faint candlelight

Next, that fair face was dyed with a dark and soft tone, making her look like she was exuding the holy brilliance of a goddess. For a moment, I was so stunned that I was speechless...

After a long time, I tilted my neck and said in a confused tone.

"Who are you……"

The two brothers Lal and Barbarian were drinking and bragging in the bar. The battle in Vitas Village ended yesterday, and their good brother Wu also came back a few days ago. Well... although he was stuck

Mr. Xia carried him back. Although he was unconscious since then, since Mr. Kasha said that he was safe and sound, they relieved their worries.

Moreover, according to Lord Kasha, their brave and powerful good brothers, with their own strength, took care of the mastermind behind this time - the Demon King Belial who had just arrived in the Dark Continent (the Demon King Belial is now alive)

There was nothing to hide (and it couldn’t be hidden for long). This was really good news that surprised and delighted them. Although they were worried about Belial’s appearance, after all, the mountains were high and the emperor was far away.

It was not their turn to worry about Leer, so they were more happy and proud of their good brother.

Doug, the big-mouthed braggart, was bragging to the adventurers about how his good brother had beaten Belial around. He had no power to fight back, and his sharp mouth was like a machine gun.

It's fast and smooth. Those who don't know it really think he is witnessing it with their own eyes. I have to say that Doug's bragging skills are really amazing. Even though everyone knows that there is not much real content in it, they still listen to it with gusto. In the original world,

He might become a great writer.

"Ah - ah -"

Just when Doug said that Taisho was wonderful, Belial, who was as ugly and ferocious as a crippled monster (one can imagine how his lies would soon be exposed), was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his loudspeaker was connected to it.

A shrill scream that could be drowned out by the sound of the earth came from a certain direction in the distance. The three of them looked at each other, why is this voice so familiar? Could it be...

They stood up with a whoosh, leaving behind the curious adventurers, and ran straight away amidst the bar owner's weak protest.

There was a sound of "touch--". The door was kicked open by the rude Doug. He spread his hands in a hug gesture, and opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to use his loud voice that was louder than the howling of a wolf.

He gave a warm and intense greeting, but unfortunately, the next moment, his voice was stuck in his throat. He kept his mouth wide open, with one foot of a golden rooster standing alone, and two hands of a roc with wings spread. His big face was covered with tattoos.

He was so red from holding it back that he looked very funny, but he just didn't dare to spit out the sound in his throat.

What's wrong? Lar and Goff in the back looked at each other curiously. This was not like Doug's usual behavior!? So they squeezed their heads through the gap between Doug and the door, curiously.

He glanced inside.

The brave and powerful demon-slaying warrior, whom they call their good brother, Wu, is currently lying on the bed, with a blonde woman kneeling on his waist. This vicious woman is kneeling on the waist of their good brother Wu.

, leaning forward slightly, strangled Wu's neck with one hand, and hugged the back of his head in his arms, while the other hand fiercely picked up his legs, hooping their good brother into a U-shape.

That ambiguous posture is better described as painful than beautiful.

Could this be the legendary god-level self-created skill - the Queen's U-shaped hoop?

The three of them swallowed unconsciously and touched their lower backs with empathy. Just seeing this posture made them feel very painful. One can imagine what their good brother was suffering at this moment.

Such pain.

But even so, they didn't dare to stop it, and they didn't even make a sound.

"Um……?"

The blond woman glanced at them gently with her remaining eyes. Her fair and small nose gently let out a questioning tone with substantive majesty. Her eyes as deep blue as the sea seemed to be shaving.

Like a level 12 storm, the roaring waves swallowed up the sky and the earth, making people feel as if they were inside, terrified.

They suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Their bodies subconsciously stood up straighter than Bai Yang. Their eyes did not stay for even a second in the eyes of their "good brother" asking for help, and they immediately raised their heads high.

"It's really rude. Please don't worry, sir, we didn't see anything."

Yes, they are the most loyal soldiers of Her Majesty. After saluting fiercely, they said loudly, and then lowered their eyes imperceptibly, and found that their Majesty the Queen had not looked at them again, but was focusing all her energy on them.

He hit the "good brother" below him, and it could be seen from his even more shrill screams that he seemed to have become a little stronger.

They breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been forgiven, and then turned around decisively amidst the shrill screams. Doug did not forget to gently close the door and then lock it tightly. He was really a good soldier.

Amidst the inconsolable shouts of "traitor" in the room, the three of them walked away calmly. Even Gefu, a seemingly honest and honest man, did not forget to pretend to wipe a drop of tears on his face.

Wu, don’t worry, we will definitely take good care of Sara. Next year, when we sweep the grave, we will never let you see her crying face.

The three of them looked up at the fleeting meteor, thinking silently in their hearts.

"Ha...huhu..."

I gasped for air and rubbed my almost broken waist with uncertainty - could it really be used in the future?

However, I still couldn't get up. Sister Sharna was still sitting on my lower back. She seemed to have no intention of letting me go. Wow~~

Just as I was waiting with fear for the next punishment, my hair suddenly felt like it was dripping. I almost immediately turned around and glanced at my sister.

Her waist was bent down, and her hands were supporting both sides of my head. Her elegant and beautiful face was facing me, and her long golden hair hung straight on my cheek like a waterfall.

.

The most important thing is that there was an imperceptible wet mark on her cheek, which almost made my heart become anxious immediately.

"I stretched out my hands, passed through the long and soft hair, and gently hugged her neck, and then exerted a slight force. She did not resist, like a kitten after showing off its power, and was docilely pulled into my arms...

"You bastard brother, are you willing to scare me to death?"

She whispered softly into my ear, her voice as subtle as the breeze.

"I'm sorry..., I used a little force with my hands. At this moment, I really don't know how to describe the regret in my heart. My sister was obviously so scared, but I didn't feel her feelings at all, so I started acting like this.
Chapter completed!