Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 645: So are people, so are swords
If it's just pure magic addiction, it's easy to solve, but it still has drug resistance, which is the most difficult key problem to solve.

"Actually, her nature is not as bad as the others of the Kaxiu Sect. She is purely suffering from illness and suffering from a mental disorder." Erica sighed with pity in her eyes.

Yelin took a little effort to break free from his hand. Dinas, who had lost his warmth, seemed to be very lost. He walked slowly to the corner and hugged his knees on the bed in a daze, looking very lonely and helpless. Also out of place.

She knows her illness, she is satisfied this time, what about next time?

Closing the cold door and separating the helpless Dinas, Yelin continued to walk to Soderos's floor, but he was a little absent-minded, as if he was in deep thought.

"What, you want to save that little girl? The famous Sword God is actually a nice guy." Liang Yue teased.

"I once rescued a girl, Lily, who was controlled by the ice dragon Scassa in the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain. At that time, she was also very hungry, her face was frostbitten, and she was silly, but now she is lively like a flea."

He shrugged helplessly. In fact, he was just purely curious and hungry for magic power, but Dinas biting himself helplessly still accidentally touched something in his heart.

"It's useless, sister Azeroth can't help it, what can't be solved is drug resistance, not addiction." Erica couldn't help persuading.

Ye Lin nodded as if he had listened, and then immediately said confidently: "I bet, I said that I have a way to solve the addiction, so as to indirectly treat drug resistance, how about it?"

"No, the verification time is too long, we still have to go to Hutton Mar to play!"

Erica shook her head vigorously. If she was waiting for the verification result in the Tower of Despair, wouldn't it mean that she would be delayed when she went out to play?

And from the bottom of her heart, she doesn't believe that Yelin has a solution, one of the difficult and difficult diseases in the devil world, how can it be so easy to solve.

What's more, Ye Lin Mingming was the first time to see magic hunger and thirst.

Only Liang Yue on the side was thoughtful, if someone said that he was so swearing, he would definitely not believe it, but Ye Lin, a strong man who rose like a scorching sun, he had a little expectation on the contrary.

Of course, the most important thing is that if Dinas can be cured, he can be more quiet on weekdays, and the girl's voice is quite annoying when she goes crazy.

……

Standing at the door of Soderos, he touched his nose and felt a little resentful. He took a deep breath and reached out to open the door.

However, the layout of Suo Ye's room made him a little stunned. When he came last time, the other party's room was very simple, with nothing but the necessities of life, full of the sharpness of knives and swords.

But now there are quite a few changes in the room. There is an extra wooden table, a tea set, and...a stove for blacksmiths, and there are even some rare ores piled up in the corner.

Ye Lin was dumbfounded by the strong contrast, and stared back at Liang Yue in a daze. What's going on, Suo Ye was also injured?Starting to learn Linus blacksmithing?

Sitting on the futon, Soderos, who was playing chess, seemed to be accustomed to this kind of gaze, and said lightly: "As a swordsman, I want to try to build a sword by myself and experience the process of forming a sword. This is very helpful for my cultivation. benefit."

He advocates facing the situation with the most inconvenient weapon when encountering adversity, so as to force himself to constantly break the limit and refine his swordsmanship.

But his ultimate goal is to kill the most powerful and mysterious apostle in the demon world. Of course, he can no longer be arrogant enough to use those weapons that are not in his hand to fight against the enemy.

"Woooo~"

In the corner, the magic sword Clarice dangled, seemingly resentful.

She still didn't understand why she was so strong, so why bother to build those rubbish things? She could cut off all the other weapons with just one collision.

Does love have a limit?

"The younger generation has been taught."

Yelin bowed his hands in salutation, the sword is the life of a swordsman, a sword is formed through a difficult process of tempering, grinding, and so on, which is very similar to the growth process of a swordsman.

Soderos himself also understands that it is almost impossible for him to improve his swordsmanship in a short period of time, so it is better to try to find another way with some free time after daily practice.

"Come and sit."

The expected scene of the other party teasing him did not appear, but instead calmly asked him to sit down.

If it wasn't for the ghost sword Clarice, who was quietly resentful, at first glance, he would have thought that the other party was an ordinary old man playing chess in the park after dinner.

Chess was brought by him when he came last time, and it was very popular with the strong in the Tower of Despair.

The chess game in front of him was an endgame, which had reached the end and was in a dire situation, but the red square held by Soderos had a clear advantage.

"I didn't accompany him, but he played the two roles himself." Liang Yue shook her head slowly, but showed an expression of admiration.

Erica, who followed to watch the excitement, was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise: "A person, holding both black and red chess pieces? How do you play this?"

Liang Yue spread her hands and did not express, then looked at Ye Lin with great interest, could he have guessed something?

Soderos moved the red chess one step to form a checkmate situation, but he frowned, showing a very dissatisfied expression.

Staring at the chessboard and meditating for a while, Ye Lin slowly said: "The biggest enemy is yourself?"

"Oh, yes." Soderos smiled lightly, rearranged the chess pieces, and said, "This chessboard is mysterious. I won one side, which means that when I was the other side, there were things I couldn't consider."

After a few words, Ye Lin was ashamed. It's not that he never tried to play chess with himself, but he would often end up with a draw, because he knew exactly what the "opponent" was going to do and what game he wanted to set up.

As for Soderos, it seems that he has really achieved two roles. If he is not schizophrenic, he can only be...

"He plays chess with himself, and it takes a week to play a game." Liang Yue was quite helpless.

really!

……

"You have reached the realm of the sword god, then, do your best."

Soderos casually grabbed a sword embryo, which was a failure in the process of learning to forge a sword. It was not sharpened, but it was still in his hand.

"it is good!"

Nodding his head heavily, Ye Lin was also unambiguous, and tried his best to release his sword intent and murderous aura. The opponent had absolute pride and confidence, and he didn't need to hide it.

In an instant, the space of the No.90 Tower of Despair was filled with the aftermath of the battle between the two. If the Genesis was not made of ancient Terra technology, it must have been fragmented by now.

His offensive was violent and fierce, and he swung his sword heartily, but Soderos held the sword embryo, as if walking in a garden, and responded calmly one by one without any confusion.

Yelin is like a violent tsunami, about to destroy everything along the way, while the other side is a stable mountain, the tsunami is raging, but it remains motionless.

Suddenly, accompanied by a flash of lightning-like brilliance, a rough sword embryo lay across his neck. Although it had no edge or blade, it exuded a sharp chill, which made Ye Lin's forehead break out in cold sweat.

After a while, Soderos moved the sword away, and said lightly: "After the vanity, it is to return to the basics. As is the case with people, so is the sword."

Boom~
After all, it was just a rough sword embryo. After a fierce battle, it was still subject to material problems, and it exploded into pieces.

The other Tower of Despair powerhouses watching through the projection monitor held their breaths and did not dare to breathe out. Although they had joined the Tower of Despair, one of their ideals was to defeat Soderos.

But now he knows very well that the gap between them is more than a little bit.

A battle above the legendary level, even if it is a different profession, will benefit a lot from it.

Although Soderos's eyes were indifferent, he was quite satisfied with his progress, and he had a shadow of himself when he was young.

However, although it can be called the strongest in the world now, it is far from enough to face the perverts who grew up in a harsh environment in the Demon Realm and the ultimate life forms in the universe.

Yelin was still reminiscing about the harvest after the First World War. After a while, he slapped his forehead as if thinking of something, quickly took out a few booklets, quickly caught up with Soderos who had already left, and handed them over.

"Ok?"

Soderos stopped and glanced at him. The booklet had no cover, and he didn't know the contents.

"Master, this is the experience of some of the top blacksmith masters in the continent of Arad, Gu Gulaien and Xinda. I am also interested in blacksmiths. I once traded dragon blood for this."

Although Soderos has never admitted that he is his disciple, he has always called himself a junior and a disciple, not for the sake of gaining any glory, but purely for respect of status.

"Master, those two are top blacksmiths. These two books are about the experience of making swords. As you said just now, people are like this, so are swords. Maybe it will help you?"

Soderos was stunned for a while. He is a master of swordsmanship, but swordsmithing is only a sub-profession after all. The essence of experience of a top master has indeed helped him a lot.

After being silent for a while, he sighed deeply. People should be like swords, clean and bright, so why hesitate.

"I accept it, thank you."

(End of this chapter)