"The so-called chosen man is a human who is destined to change this country and even directly affect the progress of the world. Or to explain it in words you already understand, it is actually... a human who also possesses the 'Sign of God'!"

Just as Su Mu and the other two noticed that someone had entered the Abyss of Left, a figure dressed in a very familiar manner appeared calmly in Su Mu and the other two.

Wearing a simple robe and holding a huge sickle blade.

There is no doubt that this is exactly the dress he once had with the mysterious origin.

The only difference is that the man in front of Su Mu who appeared at this moment specially brought a mask with a crying expression, and also strangely claimed to be a dark bard "sad".

However, compared to Teyiao's vague words, the man named sadness is obviously much more straightforward.

I saw the sadness of appearing calmly, and at this moment I was already talking about my purpose:

"The core purpose of our trip is to confirm... is it your mentor Lu Xi, or Ilvin, who is from a military background? Who has the real mark of God?"

"As for the reason I came to find you specially, it was just through the organization's arrangement, and also the goals the organization wanted to confirm, and it also made Teyiao very sure of you."

However, although the sad words were frank and true, in such a mysterious abyss, I suddenly met the more mysterious so-called dark bard.

Nowadays, Su Mu and the other two have no chance of relaxing their vigilance.

At this moment, not only did Su Mu already hold the hilt of Zhuying's sword tightly, but Zerom also secretly prepared to resonate with the spiritual resonance of summoning the Overlord's Illusion Body.

Even Eriel, who was protected by two teammates, was also ready to inspire the cutting cyclone, and held the magic scroll as the backhand.

But as for the actions of Su Mu and the other two, this dark bard who called himself sad was not so indifferent to it, but rather he was disdainful of it.

The direction he stared at was just the fallen abyss itself surrounded by the cracks above Su Mu and the other two.

It seems that between the endless cracks... something is about to come!

...

And just as the sadness located in the abyss was staring at the abyss in front of you.

Another dark bard at the entrance of the abyss was delighted, and after letting Taylor explain everything about the Chosen, he then added:

"The reason why dark bards do not exist in records is because we do not want to exist in records. Those who can be chosen by us are those who can control the entire era, and they can naturally easily conceal our existence."

"The most important thing now is that we have successfully found the two chosen ones we need in Longtuo and the Pope. But as for the one that must exist in the Federation, we still have no way to determine."

"So... I have to get the answer immediately with the fastest speed!"

While Huanyou said, she had already silently lifted the sickle-shaped blade in her hand and pointed at the position where Lu Xi and Yilewen were standing.

It seemed that the so-called confirmation he said was not a peaceful enough move.

Then, countless attacks that were swarming and falling, just as Huanyou lifted the giant blade, it was already rushing towards Huanyou like a terrifying wave.

The sharp army built by Illeven finally stabbed the dark bards with a sharp spike.

The killing aura that tore the darkness into pieces, straight and hard-working, stabbed towards the joy that had not yet stepped out of the metal trail, like a wave that drowns everything, as if it was about to force the joy that came from the darkness back to his darkness again.

But it was just this huge scene that had just come into Illeven's eyes.

With his keenness after years of joining the army, Yilewen subconsciously suddenly realized the strangeness hidden deep in the frontier of the Thousand Army.

So before the joyful counterattack was truly raised, Elevin had quickly cast a very certain look at Lu Xi and Taylor.

It signaled that Lu Xi and Taylor and the others must join this seemingly dominant battle without any hesitation.

However, even though Illeven's sense of crisis came, it was not too timely.

But the mystery that comes from the joy of the dark bard is still beyond Illeven's original expectations.

I saw that the joy of holding the huge sickle blade not only did not summon any concrete rules, but it was not even the melee character Illeven expected.

When countless Qi can illusion bodies continue to attack joy.

But under the spiritual resonance, the joy was perfectly wrapped in the blessing of the high-level characters with a level of attributeless magic like a small character.

Pure Qili classical magic, ultimate enhancement technique!

And under the strengthening of his self, the seemingly ordinary sickle-shaped giant blade in his hand instantly showed its truly amazing effect.

Countless Qi Neng's illusion bodies were just touching the giant blade in front of Huanyou, and they were immediately pulled and torn apart by some unknown force.

It directly disintegrated into countless falling Qi energy, and all gathered into the sickle blade.

The sickle blade in Huanyou's hand actually has the effect of shaking Qi energy creation, and even forcibly store all the chaotic Qi energy after being shaken.

...

"The material of that weapon is Qi-Devouring Demon Iron, and the weapon that can be forged with this material is at least at the level of seventh grade or above. You must never have direct contact with Qi energy."

When Lu Xi's voice suddenly fell, Yilewen had certainly tried to recall his Qi-turning army.

However, under this situation, it was too late to act.

When the first ray of Qi was swallowed by the giant blade in Huanyou's hand, a kind of unrefused strange aura was completely awakened in the depths of the bone marrow of the giant sickle blade.

Not only was the thousands of illusion bodies that Yilewen had not yet had time to evacuate, but even the energy used to strengthen his own Taoist Qi was constantly being absorbed by the weapons in his own hands.

The Qi-Devouring Blade in his hand was unable to control it perfectly.

But the more powerful the Qi-devouring blade in Huanyou's hand could not control the classical wizard as powerful as Huanyou, it would also show the power of this weapon.

Even compared to the effect of the devouring Qi energy it has shown now, what Illeven cares more about is... Every weapon above the seventh grade must have inherent magic or fighting skills like the burning flames of candle shadows.

Now the dark bard is happy, and he gathers such a huge amount of Qi energy.

Then what he tried to cast through the sickle blade in his hand must be a more bizarre existence than the magic he showed now.
Chapter completed!