He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 55: The TNT replicator hanging high above the Rodri continent

In the eyes of Lacia, a maid whose swordsmanship skills are even worse than Ian's, she also uses exquisite swordsmanship that is beyond the reach of Layar.

Before he could react, he had already put the long knife to his neck like a gust of wind.

Layal understands...

With this sword, he was still alive, but the sword art that he had painstakingly studied for so many years was dead.

The sword art was honed through forty years of hard training, thousands of battles, and hundreds of escapes from death.

Ian just spent less than a minute to make a puppet with a drawn sword.

Killed completely.

Leal couldn't explain what his mentality should be.

Perhaps there was anger towards the drawn sword, the existence of which stifled all knights who focused on the sword.

But after all, he is not a pure swordsman.

He is the chief steward of the Phobos family and the cardinal of the Church of Dawn.

Based on this consideration, Leal had to admit that the existence of the sword was definitely a blessing.

With this so-called module, whether it is Ian's safety, the improvement of the Dawn Cult's strength, or the rise of the Phobos family.

They are as powerful as the endless water that saved Blackwater City from the deadly drought.

What's more, the sword-drawing weapon is the patent of their Dawn Cult. Why can't Layar use it?
With his own strength, coupled with the powerful swordsmanship brought by the sword...

Layal has seen a future where he slashes the Four Horsemen of Calamity with his sword!
"Master Ian! I want to learn the sword technique!"

Leal made another request with a serious face.

This time, Markov and others reacted and surrounded Ian with expectant eyes.

"Master Ian, we also want to learn the sword drawing technique!"

Ian smiled and calmed the excited crowd.

"Don't worry, you are all the pillars of our Dawn Divine Religion. I will definitely teach you this kind of good stuff."

"However, if I were to explain the sword drawing technique to you for ten days or half a month, you might not even understand it."

"It just so happens that the issue of the Winged Tribe has been resolved, and the construction of Blackwater City is also on track. We can stay in the MC world for a while without any worries."

"During this time, I will explore and teach you about the Batou Sword."

After saying that, Ian shook his head with a look of regret.

"The drawn swords you've come into contact with now are just ordinary things. This thing will continue to evolve and become stronger as you explore the MC world."

"The sprinting Iai you saw is the most basic and weakest sword technique."

To put it bluntly, isn't the Sprint Iai basically the advanced normal attack of all drawn swords?
This thing has no CD restrictions.

Generally speaking, this skill is used to travel quickly.

The sprint Iai can charge nearly nine meters at a time. Once you become proficient in the operation, you can even add a big jump in the middle and perform a sprint Iai in the air.

Used to travel quickly, isn’t that the MC world version of the Harmony train?

If I were to wear a suit of armor made of gold...

MC World Edition Hundred Ton King!

When dual-wielding swords, Sprint Iai can also be immune to a lot of attack damage. For example, the arrows of Skeleton Xiaobai will be directly bounced off by Sprint Iai.

Of course, this kind of operation depends on timing, but Layal can definitely do it easily.

Therefore, Ian always felt that the Draw Sword would not kill Kendo, but instead allowed Kendo masters like Leal to use the Draw Sword.

It will have a strengthening effect like cooking oil over a raging fire.

The sword skills of the drawn sword will eventually shine the brightest in the kendo masters.

Ian, forget it.

It's just to satisfy his collecting habit. He can't charge forward with a sword every day.

He is the Pope, not the King of Boxing.

But the so-called more powerful sword skills that Ian mentioned just now to motivate everyone really stimulated Layal.

The old gentleman had studied sword all his life, but he had never seen such powerful sword skills as Jizo Iai. This was enough to subvert his imagination.

Stronger...

"Master Ian, please don't keep me in suspense."

Leal pleaded:

"What kind of sword skills are stronger? If you keep doing anything with blank spaces, I'm afraid I'll be suffering from insomnia!"

"Master Ian, please tell me, just briefly. You know, I've been learning swordsmanship all my life, and I really can't resist this kind of temptation!"

It turns out that if the old gentleman insists on asking questions, he will be even more persistent. In the end, Ian was really overwhelmed by Leal's pestering, especially this white-haired old man, who looked at him with pleading eyes.

It really makes him feel cold.

Ian took a step back to avoid Leal, stood beside Lecia, and said helplessly:
"Don't aim too high. Knowing too much will keep you awake."

"At my age, it's normal to suffer from insomnia occasionally."

"..."

Ian sighed and said meaningfully:

"A sword that can shatter space... That's all I have to say!"

Shattering space...

Layal and the others were silent. No matter how they imagined the height of the drawn sword, they never thought...

Sword skills can also shatter space...

Abilities involving space are all patented forbidden spells of the demons.

In the entire continent, only the demons... Strictly speaking, only the Seven Sins Demon Kings have such ability.

Could it be that when the Batou Sword is developed to its final stage, it can make someone comparable to the Seven Sins?
When he thought of this result, Layal's old face turned red with excitement.

But seeing that Ian remained silent, I didn't ask any further questions.

Ian also breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he wasn't bragging.

Isn’t the Yama Blade’s Dimensional Slash just a spatial slash?
If it were placed on the continent of Rodri, the effect would be even better, but if you want to rely on a sword to defeat the Seven Sins Demon King, you'd better forget it.

A sword can't destroy a city of hundreds of thousands of people in one blow...

At least, Ian's existing sword-drawing mod can't do it.

"Master Ian, what are we going to do next? Develop the sword?"

Layal looked at Ian with interest, and the latter nodded slightly.

"Not only that, the construction of the Holy City of Dawn must be accelerated, and the Netherworld needs to be explored as soon as possible. After that, we will have to go on a long journey to find the sea and the end of the world..."

"There are many things."

Ian stretched.

"I hope there won't be any unexpected incidents that will interrupt me, so I can quietly push forward my progress in the MC world. The development of the Dawn Cult must be accelerated."

"Anyway, let's get moving. Go make the puppet first. I'll give the synthesis table to Furenee."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leal and others swarmed around Freni, asked about the synthesis of the puppet, and ran out excitedly.

But a minute later, when they came back, everyone was carrying a puppet.

"And then, Master Ian!"

Leal said seriously:

"Kill monsters and evolve the sword?"

"No!"

Ian walked into his room and said quietly:
"We need a few experiments."

……

after one day.

The Great Rift Valley east of Blackwater City.

On Ian's Sky Island, he quietly waited for Lacia and the others to act according to his instructions.

After a long time, when Lecia filled in the last piece of the puzzle, Ian raised his hand and gave the order.

"start!"

The next moment, as Lacia knocked off the auxiliary block, the piston pushed forward, and a flashing TNT fell rapidly.

But the people present didn't pay attention to the falling TNT. They just looked at the TNT still hanging on the multi-block structure in the sky, suppressed their excitement, and asked:
"Master Ian, is this done?"

Ian didn't reply, but quickly stepped forward and replaced the auxiliary block with a redstone detector.

As the red light of the redstone detector continued to flash, there was a hissing sound of TNT igniting, accompanied by the flashing TNT falling continuously.

Bombings continued to rage below.

A satisfied smile finally appeared on Ian's face.

"It's done!"

(End of this chapter)