I really don't want to be a disaster

The blacksmith struck hard, but the knife was faster.

Before Yi Lin could react, the red dagger in the blacksmith's hand was already stained with Yi Lin's own blood.

The bright red blood quickly soaked into the blade, and in a blink of an eye, a feeling of blood connection came from the knife in the blacksmith's hand.

"Where did you get your 'Excalibur'?"

Yi Lin took over the brand-new version of "Excalibur", but before she played it carefully, she couldn't answer the blacksmith's question, so she could only shake her head and say, "I forgot."

"Oh, yes. You lost your memory."

Blacksmith Ge Lang stood up, staggered to the corner, and bent down to pick up a big flagon. He bit the lid open with a "boo", took a few mouthfuls to quench his thirst, and sat down alone in the corner of the room without looking at Yi Lin.

"In this world, there are only 49 'Excalibur', each of which I know the name of 'their', but you are the only one I have never seen."

The blacksmith opened his mouth leisurely, and took another big gulp.

Oh.

Have you finally started to explain the world view setting?

Yi Lin held the "Excalibur" back and listened carefully to Blacksmith Ge Lang's words.

"Each divine sword is bestowed by the 'god' Uranus. It is unique, cannot be copied, and cannot be created by mortals. The weapon for the birth of divine power is the divine sword."

Yi Lin curled her lips: "Then you are not very good? You can even repair the divine sword."

"Xiu?" Blacksmith Ge Lang laughed at himself: "I just woke 'them' up."

"..."

Blacksmith Ge Lang fell silent again.

He poured the scalding wine into his mouth in big gulps.Not only did he not quench his thirst, but the mucous membrane on his lips was even more dry, and even faintly oozing blood.

a long time.

Blacksmith Ge Lang said another sentence: "Your 'excalibur' is blood."

"What do you mean?"

Yi Lin frowned.

"roll."

"?"

"roll!"

"..."

The old blacksmith seemed to have inherited the glorious tradition of NPCs in the game world "talking only one-third of their words". After saying something inexplicable, he kicked Yi Lin out of the blacksmith's shop.

the end.

A low voice came from inside: "Let's talk about it after you find the 'Blood of the Saint'."

Irene was stunned.

Just now.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound in my ear.

[The main mission has been updated! 】

[Current main task: 'Excalibur:? ? ? 'The road to recovery! 】

[Current mission objective: Find the 'Blood of the Saint' for Blacksmith Ge Lang. 】

[Mission Difficulty: SSS! 】

[Task time limit: none. 】

[Task reward: unknown. 】

……

SSS!

This is so special!

Yi Lin slammed on the door a few more times.

There was no more movement inside.

Yi Lin lowered her head, thoughtful.

"Forget it, since the mission has been released, it means that the next step can only be carried out if you find the 'Blood of the Saint'.

Yi Lin took out the brand new weapon and looked at it carefully under the sunlight.

Irene was slightly startled.

The brand new weapon is as transparent as red glass under the sun, and it seems that it will shatter when touched.The "Excalibur" that has been thoroughly beaten for a round is very thin, as thin as a cicada's wing, and the thickness is almost imperceptible when viewed head-on.Weighing it in your hand, it seems to be weightless, so light that it can float on the spot.

The reforged "Excalibur" is completely different from its previous form, as if it has become someone else's weapon.

"Strange... how did it become like this?"

Yi Lin clearly remembered that before Blacksmith Ge Lang made a move, the weapon was still thick.

If you look closely, there seems to be blood rolling and flowing in the almost transparent knife, which is extremely magical.

Yi Lin remembered the words of Blacksmith Ge Lang again.

"Your divine sword is blood."

baffling.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Yi Lin left Rab Town at the fastest speed.

In a place where no one was around, Yi Lin grasped the unknown "Excalibur" and activated the ability of the legendary "Excalibur".

—— Summon spirits.

The moment the weapon's ability is activated.

Two rays of light, one red and one white, emerged from the blood-colored thin blade, and then turned into two extremely graceful phantoms.

"Nie Hongxiu,"

"Bai Xiaoyi,"

"Following the call."

"We ask you,"

"Are you our Master?"

Yi Lin: "...?"

Chapter 352 The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy

Two graceful phantoms came across the border.

One of them has silver hair and red makeup, cold white eyes, and snow-covered skin, exuding an immaculate aura like a female ghost from an ancient tomb.

The other one, with a delicate body and a cute expression, is dressed in white, with smooth feet on wooden clogs, and a playful smile on his face, like a little girl next door. ... Cough cough, Yi Lin didn't have time to taste it either.

"Boom."

With a blank expression on her face, Yi Lin immediately pushed back the phantoms of the two women.

wrong.

Yi Lin frowned deeply.

At that moment, from the depths of his heart, there was an extremely strong sense of disobedience for no reason.

"The painting style...is not right."

That's right.

Why is there such a sense of incongruity?

Because, the two women who emerged from the "Excalibur", one big and one small, the style of painting is extremely wrong.

It's like...it shouldn't be this style of painting.

"why?"

Obviously it's just a piece of equipment similar to the existence of "artifact spirit", but Yi Lin always feels that something is weird.

seen before?

Yi Lin has lost her memory, and this possibility is not ruled out.

After all, he knocked on Li Erpang's tone from the side before, and there was no such thing as a "weapon" in his own props.

In other words.

The five props that each "player" brings are completely different.

Perhaps it is related to the degree of krypton gold.

The more krypton, the stronger.

Use salary to bring experience to players.

Yi Lin does not rule out the possibility that she is inextricably linked to this "game", and even the existence of something as powerful as the prince.

but……

The painting style of these two "artifact spirits" made Yi Lin subconsciously stuff them back. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure out why this inexplicable feeling was.

"The clothes on them seem to be very incompatible with the style of this game world."

"Strange, is there really something wrong with my 'game account'?"

"Could it be some bloody routine like 'limited edition game cabin'?"

"At the beginning of the game, there is a knife, more than one dog, and two mother spirits?"

10 minute later.

Yi Lin called out the two mother spirits with wrong styles again.

That phantom with silver hair and red clothes, whose appearance is so beautiful that Yi Lin felt surprised, floated in mid-air, barefoot not touching the ground, looking at Yi Lin indifferently with white eyes, and said softly: "I am Nie Hongxiu, I have seen you before." Master."

There is nothing wrong with the expression.

But Yi Lin always felt that this woman named Nie Hongxiu seemed a little angry.

another……

"Why are you stuffing us back?"

Bai Xiaoyi was in mid-air with her hips crossed, her bright eyes were round and full of anger.

"who are you?"

"Nie Hongxiu."

"Bai Xiaoyi."

Seeing that she couldn't get the answer she wanted, Yi Lin simply reorganized the language and said, "What I want to ask is, what kind of 'existence' do you guys have?"

Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi suddenly looked at each other and looked at each other.

In the eyes of the two phantoms, a faint doubt flashed at the same time.

Yi Lin noticed that the eyes of the two phantom mother spirits met.

Some doubts.

How do you feel, these two mother spirits are also naive, with the appearance of amnesia?

After a few seconds, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi, who exchanged eyes with each other for a while, said at the same time with different expressions and different tones, "We forgot."

Bai Xiaoyi closed her eyes: "But we know that we are 'Excalibur'."

Nie Hongxiu was expressionless, cold as frost: "It is our mission to establish a deep bond with the Master and become your 'sword'."

The more Bai Xiaoyi thinks, the clearer his eyes become, and the slightest trace of doubt and anxiety is swept away.She lifted her chin lightly, with a trace of pride and pride, and said loudly to Yi Lin: "My mother and I will become the Master's sword, sweeping away all the monsters in front of you—"