Arad's Sword

Chapter 61 Tempering of Strength
The next day flew by.

The third day was fleeting.

Counting from being teleported, for three whole days and three nights, between Midi and Wiseman, the original cat-and-mouse game was constantly repeated.

In the past three days, Midi has slept less than six hours in total, most of the time he was fleeing, and the rest was spent fighting, bandaging wounds, or looking for water sources.If it wasn't for his 20 years of experience as an adventurer after his rebirth, which made him a fish in water in the jungle, and his efficiency and speed far surpassed those of the female ghost swords, under such an intense pursuit, Midi would have died long ago.

It's just that Wiseman's tracking spell that senses the fluctuations of the soul, coupled with the endless physical strength and strong resilience of the female ghost swords, has always been like a maggot on the tarsus, biting Midi's back tightly.

The best time, Midi was only an hour away from them, and then was chased up again like a shadow, and then added several wounds.

Another night of fighting.

Accompanied by crisp birdsong and cold winter wind, the dawn of the fourth day finally arrived.

Looking at the large and small wounds all over her body, feeling the exhaustion and trembling from her limbs, and licking her chapped lips, Midi felt like she was at the end of her strength.Midi didn't know how far he could run, and he could barely lift his hands.Both mentally and physically, he has reached his limit.

But Wiseman is still behind, and full of energy.

For a level 45 necromancer, the three-day chase is probably as easy as going out for a walk with the dog.While ordering the female ghost swords to keep harassing, he himself had a good night's sleep every night, and he also had some contracted demons to serve him, so he didn't have any consumption at all, and he woke up every morning feeling extremely refreshed.

Because of this, Dawn became Midi's most difficult time, and he had to face Wiseman's strongest firepower.

Today, just relying on the current state of exhaustion, can we survive?
Midi didn't know.However, he will try.It is not to try with the despair of fighting to the death, but to try with the hope of protecting the future, to challenge this difficult fate wholeheartedly.

After about a while, the three tireless female ghost swords will search the area where they are. Before that, Midi didn't plan to run away, and he didn't have any extra strength to run away, so he simply closed his eyes. The eyes, the heart is as calm as water, the breath is evenly adjusted, seize the time for the final rest, and fight in the best state that can be achieved.

And then seize the slim but real lifeline.

But this time, before he closed his eyes and took a short deep breath, he found that he had suddenly fallen into an illusion that he could not break free from.

Under the feet is an endless abyss that cannot be seen to the bottom, and pure black flames with a sulphurous breath are constantly spraying upwards.

Above the head is the endless blue sky, and pure white ice chips with a holy aura are constantly pouring down.

Light and shadow, ice and fire, white and black, the brilliance of the heavens and the flames of the demons, two completely different forces devour and annihilate each other in this world, it is as if the heavens and the demons collide and merge together!
And in the annihilation of light and darkness, there is an unsheathed icy giant sword suspended impressively.

Ghost of Midi!
Compared with the figurative appearance at the beginning of the job change, the sword of ghosts and gods at this moment has devoured the ghosts, gods and magic power of countless enemies in a series of battles, and has undergone earth-shaking changes.It became very huge, countless complicated patterns emerged on the surface of the sword body, and the icy breath continuously leaked out of it, causing the air to freeze.And the cold light on the sword's edge is even more impressive at a glance.

The sword remained motionless, as if it were the center of the entire world.

And the next moment, as if waking up from a deep sleep, the ghost sword suddenly made a clear sound, and then began to vibrate violently!

After fleeing for three days and three nights, the strength in Midi's body has been completely emptied, reaching the limit, whether it is the surging magic power, cold ghost energy, or the simplest physical strength and energy, all have been reduced. to the bottom.It was precisely because of this that Midi's empty body couldn't resist the tremor of the sword of ghosts and gods, and could only accept it completely.

But soon, Midi discovered that her body, which had reached its limit, was once again stimulated with new strength in this resonance.

break the limit!

The magic power began to surge again, the ghost energy began to erupt again, and the physical strength and energy were also frantically recovering!

It's just that Midi couldn't control this newborn power, he could only watch helplessly as everything was being drawn and pulled by the resonance of the ghost sword, and it was constantly flowing like ocean currents, finally forming a huge swirl.

This vortex connects the brilliance of the heavens and the flames of the demons, like a mainstay standing between the heavens and the earth, which makes people feel awe and look up.Magic power, ghost aura, physical strength, spirit, and even the breath of Midi's soul were all crushed by this huge vortex, and then fused together.

The mysterious power of ghosts and gods, the potential of super-level transfer, the fighting spirit inspired by the threat of death, the strong will to survive, the steadfast longing, and the desire to be reincarnated...

All of this, at this moment, in Midi's body, with the ghostly sword filled with chill as the core, merged into one.

The surging fluctuations repeated again and again, like the breath of a giant beast, and the entire space trembled in this rhythm.With each breath, various elements are crushed, then filtered, washed, and refined.

Amidst the clear sword sounds and surging waves, even Midi's own will began to waver.

The vortex is like a black hole, it wants to absorb all the will, and wipe out all the self, leaving only the purest power.

In an instant, Midi felt a tremendous pressure, as if dozens of mountains were pressing on her head.To suffocate him, to bring him to his knees, to make him give up on himself.

However, just the pressure of dozens of mountain peaks, how could it really make Midi lose himself?
He is a reborn with 20 years of combat experience, has tasted countless despair, and experienced death himself.And in this life, he just made a solemn oath to challenge this rough fate.On his shoulders is not only his own destiny, but also the fate of his beloved Fina and Alice, the glory of the Asrex family, and the future of thousands of people in the territory!
Since the vortex of pure power is trying to make Midi succumb, there is only one response from Midi——

Let me conquer you!

Midi's eyes ignited an incomparably firm light, and in the next moment, he was like a shooting star, throwing himself at the core of the vortex without hesitation.The rapidly rotating eye of the wind suddenly stagnated when Midi rushed in, and then crazily rotated at a higher speed!
In an instant, this world of light and shadow, light and darkness is intertwined, and a storm that destroys everything is rolled up.

And just as Midi was on this limit-breaking level, the time in the real world was also passing by rapidly.

The three female ghost swords were tirelessly searching for Midi's location. Suddenly, they raised their heads at the same time—a powerful wave of power was sweeping in, causing the sensitive female ghost swords to twitch all over their bodies. There was a chill.What puzzled them the most was that it was difficult to distinguish the nature of this fluctuation.

It is neither the most common fluctuation of magic power, nor the pure pulsation of holy light, nor is it the rare fighting spirit of warriors, and of course it is not the kind of extremely cold ghost energy.The fluctuation of this power is so pure that even the attributes themselves are excluded.

But at least, the center of the fluctuation is clear at a glance.

The three female ghost swords immediately entered a fighting stance, and in an instant, they had already rushed over from three different directions, surrounding the target that caused the fluctuation, and the source of the fluctuation was that they had been hunting for three days and three Midi of the night!
At this moment, Midi, who has always been extremely vigilant, rarely made any counterattacks. The black-haired boy was sitting cross-legged on the ground covered with dead leaves, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and from time to time he was completely bloodless. Under the skin, there were streaks of abnormal red.

"Good opportunity!" A soft admiration sounded.

Wiseman Newton slowly appeared. Once this terrifying necromancer became real, he would be many times stronger than the three female ghost swords.But right now, the wonderful non-attribute power fluctuation released from Midi obviously attracted him.

"This little guy probably has upgraded. Not only has he upgraded, but he has also had an epiphany, which is why there is such a big movement. It's a pity that even if he reaches level 30, he has no chance." Wiseman talked eloquently, It was as if he was lecturing the students in class, and then he snapped his fingers crisply, "Now, give it to me, catch the live one!"

Accompanied by this order, the three female ghost swords moved at the same time, like three unsheathed sharp swords, from three different directions, they rushed towards Midi who was still closed-eyed ten meters away.

However, at that moment, Midi opened her eyes.

It was a pair of pupils burning with silver cold fire!
Wherever his line of sight swept, the three female ghost swords who had no emotion and didn't know pain all froze.

The next moment, Midi just sat there, shaking out a sword casually.

A gust of extremely sharp wind rose from the ground, blowing Wiseman's gray robe wildly, and countless fallen leaves flew with the wind, making a loud noise.And the three female ghost swords have been hit by some invisible force at the same time, and they have drawn three tracks in the air that bleed out countless blood, as if they were hit by an extremely heavy battering hammer, as if they were broken. The unlined kite flew upside down!
When Midi's sword stopped, the gust of wind still took a long time to stop.

Wiseman Newton stood still and couldn't move.

"What is this?" In the eyes of this seemingly cynical genius necromancer, a rare shock, solemnity and seriousness finally appeared.

"Extreme swordsmanship." Midi replied indifferently, but looked at the other party with extremely calm eyes.

Pieces of dead leaves fell from the air, and amidst the crisp sound of breaking, beside the necromancer, more than a dozen towering trees broke into two pieces, and fell down with a bang.

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