Help, they came out of my dream to catch me!

Chapter 172 This Sword Can't Be Used Anymore
This Scarlet Flame Sword... was pulled out by me so easily?
Under the moonlight, Xia Ming looked at the two-handed sword he had pulled out with a puzzled expression.

The whole body of this sword is silver and white, reflecting the moonlight slightly in the night, and there is no flame rising from it, so there is nothing strange about it, it is just an ordinary big sword.

Could this sword be fake?
Xia Ming looked at the Zhenbing under his feet, his spiritual energy touched it, and he felt a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

At least this ice is real.

He inserted the sword back, and the sword stood upright in Zhenbing, blending with it.

He pulled out the sword again, and the scarlet flame sword that was sealed in the pure ice was as smooth and smooth as if it had been pulled out of the scabbard, and it was lightly and delicately held in his hand.

He stared at the red flame sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then inserted the sword back.

After a while, he reached out and pulled out the sword again.

Plug it back in.

Pull out.

Plug it back in.

Pull out.

So many times, without any stagnation at all, he didn't know whether to suspect that the sword placed here was fake, or whether everyone in the North Land and the Ember Organization had jointly woven a huge lie to deceive people , in fact, anyone can pull out this scarlet flame sword?

Of course, if you think about it carefully, you will know that this is impossible.

and so……

Isn't the Valkyrie not Theresa, and I am the real Valkyrie?
A ridiculous idea flashed through Xia Ming's mind.

No, how is that possible.

He quickly shook his head to get rid of this absurd idea from his mind. There was no me in the history of the original real world, and the red-haired Valkyrie who saved the Northland must be Teresia.

It's just that although I can pull out the sword, the sword doesn't seem to intend to respond to me.

Xia Ming looked at the Scarlet Flame Sword in his hand. The sword was held in his hand like a dead object, without showing any spiritual power.

But everyone in the Northland knows that this weapon, which accompanied the Valkyries of the previous generations to fight for a lifetime, contains the last power and inheritance of the Valkyries of the previous generations.

He remembered what Ruger had said.

There is no need for personality and will above the god position. The Red Flame Sword has never chosen its master, and it does not need a master.

All it needs is a machine that can carry its power, a tool, a replica that is exactly the same as the previous generation of Valkyries in terms of temperament, strength and will.

It is repelling me, but if that is the case, why is it pulled out by me again?
Xia Ming frowned, and said to the Scarlet Flame Sword in his hand:
"Sword of Scarlet Flame, Sword of Scarlet Flame, since you have been pulled out by me, how about showing me your strength?"

The night was cold and silent, and the Scarlet Flame Sword was still as silent as a dead thing.

Xia Ming's fingers gently caressed the sword body like a sympathizer's palm, and whispered to it:

"Having been restrained for so long, you really want to release the fire in your heart. Come on, good boy, show me."

The response of the Scarlet Flame Sword was still only silence.

Xia Ming flicked the sword body with his fingers, and his fingers touched the cold metal sword body, making a crisp sound of flicking fingers in the dark night.

As if teaching a naughty and disobedient child, he smiled and flicked its forehead, while threatening it in a low voice:
"Being locked in this piece of pure ice for decades, you must be very lonely. You have been bound in this extremely cold pure ice. Even if many people try, no one can hold you and pull you out. You, warm you, use you, there are only disappointments again and again, just the coldness of being alone in such a late night."

"Although I don't know why I was able to pull you out, if you refuse to let go of even this little bit of kindness, then I have no choice but to continue to put you back into the ice, and let you continue to bear the pain for many years. It's cold and lonely, you probably don't want to do this, do you?"

Seeing that the Scarlet Flame Sword in his hand was still unresponsive, Xia Ming was not discouraged, and the corners of his mouth rose even more.

"Well, since you want to do this, then I can't help it. If you refuse to show me your value, then you are useless to me. Do you think I will put you back into the pure ice? Like you Such a useless thing, I usually just throw it in the corner of a woodshed, and pile it up with the useless garbage."

Facing the Scarlet Flame Sword, Xia Ming described the future with great expressions:
"Think about this kind of future, you obviously possess great power, you are expected to be worshiped by countless people in the Northland, you symbolize the ancient Valkyrie, you are just forgotten in the corner without paying attention, buried in the wind and snow , was gradually corroded and polluted by rust, the smooth and beautiful body was pitted and pitted by the erosion of the years, the tough and sharp body became extremely fragile, and could be broken by a single foot..."

Before he finished speaking, the scarlet flame sword, which had been motionless like a dead thing, suddenly shook violently, and a brilliance was released from the sword body, and the scarlet flame burst out from the blade like a blooming red lotus. It was as if a bright firework burst out in the dark night.

"Ha, now you know how to show me your strength? It's too late."

Xia Ming smiled coldly, and inserted the sword back into Zhenbing.

In an instant, all the flames and brilliance froze in the air as if they were suddenly frozen. The red lotus was about to bloom, and the fireworks were about to bloom, but they were all forced to shrink back to the sword after the sword was inserted back into the pure ice. inside.

Half of the sword body of the Scarlet Flame Sword was inserted into the pure ice, and half stood in the air, and it stopped as if in a daze.

After a while, the hilt at the end of it trembled slightly, as if expressing anger, but Xia Ming had already turned around and left.

gone!

I can't take the things in the dream world with me, just play with them, not to mention that this is a weapon belonging to Theresia, how can I win someone's love?

Am I that kind of person?

After Xia Ming left.

A figure gradually came out from the dark shadows.

Trid looked solemnly at the red flame sword standing in the pure ice, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and held the hilt of the sword.

The spiritual energy of his whole body was accumulated in his palm, and he exhausted all his strength, but the red flame sword in the pure ice still remained motionless.

He failed to draw his sword.

"Why...?" He muttered to himself in a daze.

At the same time, at the moment when the Scarlet Flame Sword erupted a sliver of psychic power, towards the north, somewhere on the top of an extremely icy and extremely cold snow-capped mountain, a figure trapped in countless pure ice seemed to sense it. Suddenly opened his eyes.

"King, you are awake."

The evil dragon retracted its giant gray wings covering the sky, and crawled under the throne made of pure ice.

All the wind and snow between heaven and earth have come to a standstill, and time and space seem to have been frozen in these icy eyes.

The Ice King didn't respond, but just silently looked at the gray and white scenery in the distance. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes again.

The evil dragon flew away from the snow mountain and headed south.

(End of this chapter)