If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

To be precise, there is no need to distinguish between magic and magic.

Magic Over time, the mystic weakened into magic.

In the Age of Gods, although magic is not as good as magic, it is still powerful enough.

Just like -1°C below zero and -5°C below zero, there is no essential difference in the matter of water freezing.

Just plain fast and slow.

The strength contrast between magic and magic in the Age of Gods is the same as the speed at which water freezes in the two environments.

"From this point of view, it's not a very powerful thing for me to hold an inherent enchantment."

Alter remains cautiously optimistic.

After all, from the ability to make crystals that he found out by groping, he narrowly escaped the search of Olympos soldiers.

When he came to worship under Circe, he was told that he had an amazing reserve of magic power and was very suitable to be a magician.

Finally, I found that there were some problems in myself, and I was rejected by the ground under my feet.

After experiencing such ups and downs, Oort has long understood that having high expectations will only make him more disappointed.

But if it is said that this inherent barrier is not very powerful, Oort can't say that.

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"Perseus, this is the legendary heroic spirit who destroyed Medusa. He is not as well-known as Achilles or Hercules, but he should be a relatively powerful guy, right?" Oort said alone.

However, during the battle, Perseus's performance was very hip, and he did not make any effective counterattack.

In the Crystal Valley, he was directly pierced to death by countless fine spiked crystals without any resistance.

It is precisely because of this that Oort is a little uncertain about his current strength.

"Sure enough, it's not enough to just read magic-related books. If I devote some energy to reading the life stories of the great heroes of the Hearsay Belt, I won't be in the confused situation I am today."

Oort now truly understands what it means to hate a book when it is used.

Otherwise, combined with the life story of Perseus, he can roughly introduce his own strength.

"Perhaps a powerful opponent is needed to test the results of the inherent enchantment."

At this moment, Oort quickly patted his cheek, expressing his remorse for having such a rash idea.

"Sin, sin! Ignorance really makes people arrogant! I'm afraid I'm drifting away, running away like a homeless dog, and I still want to challenge a powerful opponent."

According to Oort's limited observation, except for the dead Perseus, the three heroic spirits on Thasos Island, whether it is the railgun summoned by Atalanta's "Book of Arrows".

Still suppressing Achilles, who is in the state of [Holy Number] Gao Wen, is not something he can deal with.

Not to mention another servant who doesn't know his real name. According to the description in the Aggregate text, that guy's arrows are more accurate than Atalanta's. Being in the upper hand but not being able to win, keeps pulling.

He was able to fight Lancelot freely, and Oort had reason to suspect that the archery hero he had never met hadn't used his full strength.

"Anyway, it's better to be more cautious!" He warned himself.

From his point of view, the difficulty of cutting this real lore belt is a bit beyond imagination.

Heroic spirits like the Lion King, who possessed the spirit foundation of the gods, were dispatched, and the Holy Lance was eaten up.

Not a single god was killed, which is really outrageous!

"Restraint force, what are you doing! Let us have more Knights of the Round Table, won't you?"

After complaining for the Lion King, Oort was about to set off for Korski Island.

First, you can give Circe the books found on the island of Thassos.

On the other hand, he can also ask his teacher to test the strength of this inherent enchantment.

This is the only person Oort trusts.

"I can't make the teacher wait for a long time. I'd better go on my way, taking advantage of the abundant mana and the low mana consumption to drive the ship!"

Korski's life made him yearn for it very much.

So, he sat down, ready to input magic power again, and returned to the teacher in a big circle.

But just as he was about to leave, a weapon that should have disappeared with Perseus lay quietly in the room.

"Why is the sword of Hepal still here?"

61. Human, which god sent you here?

"Isn't this Hepal's sword one of Perseus' treasures?"

Oort was puzzled.

Perseus is dead, there is no need to doubt this, because Oort watched the opponent turn into a spirit and exit the field.

For a Heroic Spirit with Heroic Spirits who saw his appearance, he had to kill them all, otherwise it would be the gods of Olympus who came to kill him the next day.

"Then the only reasonable explanation is that this weapon is not his treasure!"

hum!

The sword of Hepal lying on the ground vibrated slightly, as if to express his approval.

What a spiritual weapon!

Oort appreciates that, and then...

Then he opened the door of the room expressionlessly, and came to the bow of the ship holding the sword of Hepal.

"But it's a pity, who told you to be the weapon used by the Heroic Spirits of the Heroes, Athena's gift has already made me burnt out, so I won't keep you by my side."

After all, Olympus is a real machine god, and it seems that there is nothing unreasonable to put a positioning device in the weapon.

"The teacher is not around, I can't guarantee that you have no problems, so I have to wrong you."

If the sword of Hepal can communicate normally with humans, then it will definitely make a question mark slowly and greet Oort cordially.

I, the sword of Hepal, can't you see me?

It's a pity that Oort really doesn't like the sword of Hepal.

He wasn't good at martial arts, and he wasn't going to use it to go on this path that was obviously not suitable for him.

Therefore, he was going to throw away this hot potato immediately.

The frequency of the resonance of Hepal's sword became more and more obvious, as if begging Oort not to do this.

But the more so, the more determined Oort was to throw it away.

This thing can't stay for a long time!

……

Outside, is the boundless sea.

You don't need to use the moonlight to see the scattered clouds in the sky.

All this is thanks to the crimson behind him.

The battle is over, but the aftermath remains in this world.

Compared with the mess behind, the sea view in front of me is more pleasant and peaceful.

It even reached the point where Oort would feel creepy after watching it for a long time.

It was too quiet, giving him the illusion of going round and round.

"Phew! What's wrong with me? According to the map given by the teacher, my current location should be safe, and this is not the dangerous western sea area."

He consoled himself so much.

But this creepy feeling still persists.

The hot sea breeze didn't understand the style, so he stepped up his efforts, trying to push Oort.

Surrounded by the hot wind, Oort's back was already dripping with cold sweat.

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It seemed that something was watching him from above the sea!

Moreover, the sword of Hepal in his hand kept making noises, which added panic to Oort's heart.

Geek!

The small boat that was drifting with the current suddenly vibrated and made a sound similar to being grounded.

In the vast sea with unobstructed views all around, the boat ran aground.

Such a story that only exists in fantasy has appeared on Oort today.

He didn't care about dealing with the Hepal sword in his hand, and bent down to check the situation.

Gollum!

Oort subconsciously bit his lower lip.

His inner intuition told him that something beyond his knowledge was about to happen.

But there is no way, if he wants to return to Korski quickly, it is impossible for him to abandon the ship and flee.

Buzz!

The chirping of Hepal's sword became more and more brisk.

Oort, who was highly nervous, was taken aback by it.

"Just say that you are not a good person! You still scare me at this time!"

Oort simply used this Hepal sword to test what danger was ahead.

The sword of Hepal slowly stretched out, and then something weird happened!

The sickle-shaped sword edge disappeared before his eyes!

Oort took a breath and thought, "What's going on here!"

Afterwards, Hepal's sword was quickly withdrawn.

Jianfeng, which had disappeared from his sight, appeared intact again.

Oort:? ? ?

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

Unsure, he tentatively repeated his previous actions.

Same as last time, after the sword of Hepal reached a certain position, its strength disappeared again.

There's something ahead!

It was too late for Oort, who had already confirmed this, to let go.

A huge pulling force came from the sword of Hepal, pulling him towards the dark and unknown front.

thump!

The body made intimate contact with the beach, making a not-so-pleasant sound.

So bright!

Oort's first reaction was not to cover the painful part, but to cover his eyes.

Switch from a dark environment to a well-lit place at once.

It should be the eyes that should protest most.

It was during this time of adapting to the light that a murderous voice sounded from Oort's side.

"Human, who are you? Why are you carrying this damn sword of Hepal? Could it be that you were sent by some god to take my life?"

The sword of Hepal, which was originally in Oort's hand, has long since changed hands, and was driven to his own neck by the owner of the voice.

"Wait! You misunderstood, I didn't come to kill you!"