On the Seven Towers

When the seal encountered the power released by Mo Yu, it quickly disintegrated like ice and snow meeting the sun. When the seal disappeared, the door opened automatically, revealing the steps behind.

"The problem that has troubled the secret swordsmen for thousands of years was solved in just a moment in front of you." Gao Wen sighed as he looked at the slowly opening door, "The most important things in the Crazy Sword Tower should be above this floor. Including the violent holy sword. According to legend, this sword is not only a keepsake, but also a very powerful holy weapon. It is the weapon of many masters of the Crazy Sword Tower."

Mo Yu seemed very interested and said, "Then go find it."

If there is any difference between the Crazy Sword Tower and other magic towers, it is that there are many rooms filled with equipment and equipment for training and strengthening the body. Although the crazy swordsman uses the madness to increase his strength, the strength of the physique itself is also crucial. Mo Yu walked in a room marked "Physical Training Room" on the side, and felt like walking in a gym in that world. Although many of the equipment here looked like she had never seen them before, things like barbells, dumbbells, and sandbags always looked similar.

Garo stretched his feet to tiptoe a dumbbell on the ground, but he didn't expect his body to tilt and rush forward. The weight of the thing was far beyond his expectation. "What the hell is this thing? Why is it so heavy?"

Gawain leaned over and reached out to pick it up. The dumbbell was only slightly lifted up and fell to the ground again. He used the powerful mental power of controlling the secret sword to help pick up the dumbbell. He looked carefully and found that many runes were engraved on both ends of the dumbbell: "This is a thing that is weighted by magic. The brute force of the wild swordsmen is trained in this way."

Everyone looked carefully again and found that almost all the training equipment in the room had various runes on it. Garo ran up to try it, but found that if he didn't use fighting spirit, he was not qualified to train in this room at all. The same is true for Gawain. The secret swordsmen have always relied on the mysterious secret sword, and strength has never been their strong point.

Only Mo Yu didn't even release her madness. She grabbed a big barbell with one hand, threw it a few times easily, and then threw it back. She didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at Gawain and Gallo.

Bella took the opportunity to finish: "Look at you men."

Mo Yu's eyes hit the two men. Gawain pointed at his head and argued: "It has nothing to do with men and women, it only has to do with how much muscle you have. And we secret swordsmen rely on this."

"Boss, look at this guy, he is mocking you for having no brains but only muscles. I am very self-aware, I am not as good as you, so I just follow you."

"Nonsense, Gallo, a man who can't lift anything, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me!"

Bella said: "It's so boring."

Mo Yu laughed and said: "Anyway, I only saw two losers whining. Who knows what they are talking about."

A few people walked through more than a dozen floors of rooms while mocking each other.

Mo Yu found that the various books and materials left here basically covered most of the inheritance of the mad sword flow. What she inherited from Melo was naturally the essence of the various secret arts of the Berserker, but there were also many skills that she had not mastered, which were quite complementary to what she had learned. If she could carefully comprehend and experience these things, her strength would be further improved. Even without her, if someone studied these materials seriously, they should be able to restore most of the inheritance of the Berserker style.

It took more than an hour for them to finally reach the top floor of the Berserker Tower.

Pushing open the door at the end of the stairs, Mo Yu and his party entered a hall that occupied the entire floor. This is a square hall full of portraits, and there is a portrait hanging every other section on the surrounding walls. And in the middle of the room is a statue, holding a two-handed long sword in the statue's hands.

This sword is all black, nearly one and a half meters long, and it looks very heavy when it is in the scabbard. There is no decoration on the hilt and scabbard, which looks a bit old. At the opening of the scabbard, you can faintly see red light emanating from the inside of the scabbard. This red light is not magic, but it gives people a clear sense of oppression.

Mo Yu noticed that everyone in the paintings around him was carrying a heavy black sword. These people were both men and women, with different appearances, not all of them were muscular and rough men. When he came to the statue, he found that this was a slender and strong middle-aged man. If he hadn't held a sword in his hand, he would have even looked gentle and refined. He looked up at the sky, raised his hands, and held the sword between his hands.

Gawain walked up from the side and said, "These people should be the successive tower masters of the Crazy Sword Tower, and this black sword is the holy weapon that represents the highest power of the Crazy Sword Tower: the Violent Sword."

"Well, it looks good, much better than those fancy holy weapons we have seen before. I think this sword will be very handy." Mo Yu stretched out his hand and grasped the sword.

At this moment, a voice came from the statue.

"Who wants to take this sword while I am asleep?"

As the voice spoke, the Violent Holy Sword suddenly flew into the air and avoided Mo Yu's hand. A translucent figure appeared above the statue, holding the Violent Holy Sword in his hand.

The four people below looked up into the air, and Bella said, "This person looks exactly like the one on the statue. Could it be the soul of the person on the statue?"

Mo Yu said, "Who cares what it is? I want that sword. Bring it to me!"

Mo Yu leaped into the air and pounced on the figure, but the figure could stay in the air and change its position without any warning. Mo Yu's attack was avoided by a simple side shift.

Mo Yu stretched out his hand to grab, but the sword retreated very methodically under the control of the shadow, and actually avoided the combo of the saint Mo Yu. The white airflow burst out from Mo Yu's body and the speed doubled, but the shadow relied on his rich experience to dodge her attack twice in succession. However, the shadow was not a real saint after all. He just relied on his experience to gain a momentary advantage at the beginning, but after Mo Yu burst out with all his strength, he was a little difficult to continue.

The shadow retreated quickly, and although he brought the holy sword here, his body was pierced by Mo Yu's claws, and his figure was blurred.

He stopped and said in a hurry: "You are the saint of the Sword Tower, I can feel your madness. Stop, we are not enemies. I am the tower spirit Sironas of the Sword Tower."