Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 340 The Sword of Light
The black shadow let out a strange laugh, and circled in mid-air, like a falcon pecking at food, pounced down!

"Flower Fairy King!"

Jiang Yan yelled, and rushed forward immediately, a strong wind was born out of thin air, surrounding his body.

The whole person is like a hurricane, flashing in front of Uther in an instant.

Just kidding, Uther is the key to his mission. If he wants to die, he should wait until he finishes the mission, right?

"A mere ants dare to block the way!" The fearful devil sneered, and the black shadow on his body split into several pieces, turning into a black sharp claw, and grabbed Jiang Yan head-on.

This is a blow from a high-level demon, and it is impossible for any player to block it at this stage!
In Jiang Yan's eyes, Black Claw was like a giant hand holding up the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, as if it could annihilate everything.

A kind of fear from the bottom of his heart rose up, and even permeated his whole body in the blink of an eye, making Jiang Yan even feel weak all over his body.

This is the high-level suppression of low-level players by high-level demons, just like the threat of giant dragons to human beings, the deterrence from high-level creatures is fully revealed.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, Frostmourne lay in his hand, and swung it from bottom to top.

An arc-shaped white light lit up, flashed in the air, and the black claw fell on the white light, as if encountering an invisible barrier, but it couldn't fall.

In the suspicious eyes of the Dread Demon King, the black claw trembled slightly, rewinding back at a faster speed than when it came, and quickly blasted on the Dread Demon King's body!
boom!
There was a soft sound, and the body of the Dread Demon King, like a deflated ball, quickly backed up and crashed into the hall.

A huge explosion sounded, and Jiang Yan clearly saw that the blood bar above the head of the black shadow suddenly dropped to less than one-seventh or eighth.

Although the total vitality of the legendary and sub-god level bosses is even more terrifying, easily hundreds of millions, but the battle between them is not as slow as the player's group killing the boss.

The damage caused to the enemy's blood bar every time they fight is visible to the naked eye. With this divine counterattack, Jiang Yan can see the blood of the two.

Uther's blood had bottomed out, and he obviously couldn't withstand the next blow from the Dreadlord.

Although the Dread Demon King's health bar is less than one-seventh or eighth, it is at least tens of millions. For Uther, it may only take a dozen or so, but for Jiang Yan, it is at least Thousands of attacks.

"Why are you?" Uther looked at the familiar young man standing in front of him, without much surprise on his face.

"You shouldn't be here, this is not a field you can set foot in and step into."

"You're going to die, and you're still doing this, hurry up and finish my task!"

Jiang Yan rushed forward, grabbed Uther, and said anxiously.

The key to this mission is not the mission level, but the mission reward mentioned by Jaina.

Artifact!Still a sword artifact!This can be said to be the lifelong pursuit of all players in Destiny!

Legendary artifacts, sub-artifacts, etc. may still have a chance to be obtained, but almost every famous artifact has an owner.

And the number of artifacts is also very rare, and every artifact that comes out will inevitably cause an uproar.

"Jianna called you here?" Uther shook his head, "This kid is still a little too stubborn."

"Don't get inked, old man! You're going to die!" Seeing Uther's unhurried expression, Jiang Yan turned around anxiously.

At this moment, the hall shook, gravel fell, and a black shadow pierced Jiang Yan's chest with the momentum of thunder.

With a puff, Jiang Yan lowered his head, looked at the passing black shadow, widened his eyes, and fell down.

A blow from a high-level demon, even the most common one, can easily kill Jiang Yan's life in seconds.

Fortunately, the phantom swayed, and the fragments condensed again, and soon turned into Jiang Yan's figure.

He subconsciously stepped back a few steps, with a look of vigilance on his face.

As early as when he stood in front of Uther, he had already commanded the Flower Immortal King with his mind, and blessed the resurrection prophecy.

Although God's Counterattack successfully blocked a blow, but now it seems that it is prescient to apply the resurrection technique in advance.

The horror of high-level demons is beyond Jiang Yan's expectation and imagination.

"I said, Master Messenger, if you have no other choice, let's run away!" Jiang Yan said anxiously.

It is no longer possible to apply the resurrection technique in a short period of time. If Jiang Yan is killed again, he is really dead.

And because Uther is an NPC, it is impossible to be blessed with the resurrection prophecy, so he will not be the opponent of the Dread Demon King.

"Lend me your weapon." Uther's eyes fell on Jiang Yan's body suddenly. He raised his hand slightly, and the light rolled, and a long sword shining with ice blue luster appeared in his hand.

But Jiang Yan only felt that his hands were empty, and Frostmourne had disappeared!

"Fuck, empty gloves and white blade?" Jiang Yan cursed angrily with empty hands.

"Ding!"

[System Prompt]: Uther the Lightbringer used the Blade Seizing Technique on you, forcibly seizing your weapon, which lasted for half an hour.

WARNING: All damage done by the weapon will remain for the duration!

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded at the belated system prompt.

In other words, if Frostmourne was destroyed within half an hour, then he would also lose his most powerful support, the current No. [-] Divine Soldier of Destiny?

Simply inexplicable!
"Old man, return my weapon to me!" Jiang Yan shouted angrily.

Uther was unmoved, he stroked the blade lightly, his face seemed to show reminiscence.

"30 years ago, it was this sword. I didn't expect to see you again 30 years later, and you and I have changed."

"Frostmourne? Isn't this the Lich King's stuff?" The Dread Demon King was stunned, and suddenly laughed: "Uther, are you suffering from insanity? This is a magic sword, a peerless magic sword, you Want to use the magic sword against me?"

Uther was unmoved, he stroked the sword body with one hand, and with the movement of his hand, a white light suddenly rose from the sword body, intensified, and finally turned into a blazing white light, Dazzling eyes.

Uther's whole body was bathed in the light, and the brilliance was shining brightly. The expression on his face was neither happy nor sad, but also extremely solemn, and his whole person was like a god.

The extremely flat light slowly bloomed, but it gave people a feeling that it seemed to contain infinite power.

Uther held up Frostmourne, like a day slowly rising, and its infinite light fell on the sky and the earth.

The surrounding darkness seemed to have encountered a natural nemesis, receding rapidly like a tide, and dots of light fell on the body of the Dread Demon King, like boiling water dripping into a frying pan, splashing terrifying bubbles one after another.

But in the blink of an eye, Uther's injuries seemed to have fully recovered, and the blood bars on his head grew slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the contrary, it was the Dread Demon King on the other side. The black shadow that appeared and disappeared at that time seemed to become extremely blurred, and it became difficult to even support his body.

Under the shining of the light, his strength was greatly reduced, and even the blood bar was slowly disappearing.

"How is this possible! Frostmourne is obviously a demonic sword!" The black shadow of the fearful demon king swayed for a while, turning into a ferocious demonic face, screaming mournfully.

"I'm afraid even the Lich King doesn't know that this sword was still a magic sword to slay demons 30 years ago!" Uther sighed softly, "If it wasn't for my great purification technique, I would have discovered No."

"Purification?"

"That's right, after fighting you, I finally know how to repurify a soul that has fallen into the abyss and bring it back to reality."

Uther looked up to the sky and laughed, "After today, I will definitely thank you."

"You are a small legend, but you still dare to talk nonsense, this king will kill you!"

With a scream, the Dread Demon King soared into the sky, turned into a thin black line, pierced through the sky, and fell towards Uther with a bang.

"It's useless. If the three dreadlords of Lordaeron arrive together, they may be able to stop me. You alone will become the ghost of my sword."

Uther said lightly, and simply swung his sword in front of him.

An ordinary sword, but like a sound wave tearing the air, it roared forward, and collided with the black shadow in the air with lightning force.

Jiang Yan's eyes widened, staring nervously at this scene.

This was a matter of life and death for him and his weapon, and he was more worried than anyone present.

Fortunately, the stalemate in the air lasted less than a second, and even in the blink of an eye, the sound wave was like a knife cutting tofu, easily cutting through the black shadow and whistling away.

The black shadow broke into two pieces, and with a click, something seemed to fall to the ground. Jiang Yan took a closer look, but only saw a cluster of black shadows rising rapidly, disappearing into the sky like lightning.

"You know nothing of the power of darkness."

In the distance, came the gloomy voice of the Dread Demon King.

"Want to run?" Uther chuckled, and the long sword that was glowing with light suddenly rose sharply, and he swung it far away.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, as if nothing had happened, but soon, there was a miserable scream not far away.

Zi la la, like a black shadow being burned by the scorching sun, the fearful demon king kept howling, and soon turned into a pool of black blood.

"The high-level demon, the fearful demon king, was killed by two swords?" Jiang Yan exclaimed in disbelief.

Uther waved his hand lightly, and the light in the sky suddenly disappeared.

"It's all thanks to this sword."

"This is my sword!" Jiang Yan said anxiously.

Uther threw it lightly, and Frostmourne returned to its original state and fell into Jiang Yan's hands again.

Jiang Yan hurriedly checked the appearance and attributes, they were exactly the same without any change.

"Old man, you are so unkind, when you just used it, it was more than that powerful!"

In Uther's hands, Frostmourne clearly erupted with extremely powerful power, and this power seemed to be different from the so-called peerless murder weapon, and more inclined to a divine weapon that represented light.

"The weapon is not the key, the key is the person who uses it." Uther looked at Jiang Yan with a sincere face, and said earnestly.

If he hadn't witnessed Frostmourne transforming from a peerless weapon into a long sword emitting infinite light, Jiang Yan would have believed it.

"Eat it all and don't accept it? It's useless for me to save you and deliver a letter for your apprentice." Jiang Yan said contemptuously.

Uther blushed, and finally felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed and pointed to the ground not far away, "That's all right, I'll give you the things on Varimathras."

"Something from Varimathras?" Jiang Yan looked back excitedly, and saw a jet-black armor floating on the ground not far away, shining with dazzling luster.

"Sub-artifact!"

(End of this chapter)