Heart of the Castle

Chapter 22 Outer Part 4 Glenn Worm's Test

Grunworm happily bathed in the vindictive light that bloomed from his whole body. These rays of light were cold and bright, as sharp as a razor made of ice crystals, but Grunworm didn't feel any discomfort, but his whole heart was immersed in this light. In a rare experience.Wisps of coldness wrapped around his hands, and began to resonate with a certain mysterious power in his body, which made the originally weak power gradually grow stronger, exuding its own brilliance.

"Battle energy!" Without any explanation, Grun Worm had a deep understanding of what that mysterious power was.What Lord Wilps said is not wrong. The power of battle qi is indeed a power that only humans can master. Everyone has more or less battle qi stored in their bodies.But being able to stimulate it and form a seed that can burst into amazing combat power at any time can only be achieved through hard physical training...

No, maybe there is a new way now, the Holy Sword Tranyat Hiss!
Grunworm raised the long sword in his hand high, admiring the pale and cold light flowing on the blade.When he saw this sword just now, he realized that this sword had an extremely high value, and when he lifted it up, the young attendant felt that it was a priceless treasure.

"I come from the melting pot of heaven, forged by God of War Barud himself. I once guided the ancient human heroes to comprehend fighting spirit. I once shone in the hands of the ancient holy kings. As long as you have my help, Grun Worm, you will Become the patron saint of mankind!" The light on the sword's edge flickered violently, and the voice showed him scenes full of temptation.

Grunwalm seemed to see the demon army surging like a raging flame in front of him. The human troops retreated one after another under the fierce attack of the demon army, the defense line was torn apart, and the castle was captured.Many knights resisted stubbornly and were submerged in the immeasurably huge magic army, and more knights fled in embarrassment without armor or armor.

Grunwalm saw that among the knights who died in battle and fled, there seemed to be Levi Ston, Wilps and other familiar faces, and when he raised the holy sword Tran Yate Hiss and went forward At that time, the sword light shone brightly on the sky and the earth, and the demonic army immediately uttered miserable screams, and collapsed in front of the sword light, while the knights knelt down in front of him, thanking him for his rescue, and worshiping his death. majesty……

"Hold me tightly, use me, you will become the hero who ends the disaster, you will become the hero who destroys evil! The pool of blood soaks the earth, the edge of my sword shines, tear, kill, and then, you will be the king!"

"I refuse!" Grunwalm suddenly said sharply, raising the sword in front of himself, his gaze disgusted, but it also contained the same weight of reluctance. "You are not a holy sword, but an evil sword, an evil sword that is trying to control my body and my thoughts!"

Translucent light like milk glass suddenly burst out from the blade of Tranyat Heath, and that light suddenly drilled into Grunwalm's mind.The young attendant let out a painful cry, struggling to stand up, but was crushed by the force released from the sword, the force was so great that every inch of his muscles and bones seemed to creak creaking sound.

At the same time as the terrible pressure, Grunwalm's mind continued to show scenes that dazzled him. The voice of Tran Yate Heath promised him countless bright futures, showing countless glorious futures. The possibility of everything, all you need to do is obey the guidance of Tran Yate Hiss, just...

"Don't try to control me! Evil Sword!" Grunwalm suddenly roared, thrusting the sword in his hand towards his feet.After several heavy snowfalls in a row, the ground in the forest was frozen as hard as steel. If it was replaced with a sword, it would either draw a white spot in vain, or it would directly collapse on the ground. However, Tran Yate Hiss But the blade drove straight in, as if the ground under his feet was not frozen soil, but just curdled cream.

However, this thrust seemed to have caused some damage to Tran Yate Heath. There was a whine from the blade, and the pale light that bloomed was weakened, and the pressure was suddenly reduced. Wurm secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give up trying to influence my mind, Tran Yate Heath, or I'll leave you here and bury you forever under the earth!" Grunwalm's words were not just threats, but As he spoke, he removed his hand from the hilt of his sword.

"Oh, your will is really like steel, Grun Worm! You have passed the test." Tran Yate Heath's voice echoed like a song, and the light on the edge of the sword became lessened, like a dead man The grayish white of the bone gradually faded, and the blade became smooth and sharp, as sharp as a freshly sharpened razor. "I admit defeat, I admit it, you are me—the true master of the holy sword Tranyat Hiss!"

Grun Worm gasped and stood up, and easily withdrew his sword from the frozen ground, a sense of pride filled his chest, "Tranyat Heath... oh, this amazing Feeling the warm light, is this really a holy sword?" His expression became joyful, and his eyes sparkled. "Tranyat Hiss, if you are really a holy sword, please guide me on the way back to Greencastle!"

"As you wish, my master!"

A faint white light emerged from Tran Yate Heath's blade, and then shot straight forward. Seeing this scene, Grun Worm gained a lot of confidence. He clenched the hilt of his sword and took a big step Step forward without fear.

The dense forest seemed to make way for him, and the snow under his feet did not cause any trouble. Grunworm's pace became faster and faster, and the smile on his face grew wider.When he heard faint lights and noise coming from ahead, he couldn't restrain his excitement!

There, it is the Green Castle.

Where Grunwalm couldn't see, Tranyat Heath's hilt was undergoing subtle changes, and the pale texture gradually converged into a handsome face with a sinister expression. Wisps of white mist Haunting around that face, like hair flying wildly.

"This little guy's will is really strong enough, but it doesn't matter, only a strong-willed person, ** will give me more powerful strength, I have plenty of time to look forward... just like the previous and the former master..."

The gnat's whisper was unknown to anyone, and then the face on the hilt of Tran'yat Heath disappeared again, as if it had never been there.

(End of this chapter)