Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

His will at this moment seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, and he fell into a drowsy state. The chaotic power gradually submerged his consciousness like a tide.

Fortunately, however, this disturbing situation did not last long, as if there was a mysterious force helping in secret.

In fact, these are the two forces in my body that help my consciousness and help me walk out of the fog, allowing me to gradually restore my vitality and energy and slowly wake up.

"Fortunately, I have the Qi Yuan Pearl and lust energy in my body. If it weren't for their help, I would have fainted in the endless darkness." He sighed silently in his heart, while trying to steady his body and refocusing his eyes on the strange weapon emitting a weird aura.

At first glance, the weapon in front of him looked extremely ordinary, just like the ordinary short blades that could be seen everywhere on the street, no different from those ordinary weapons.

If I hadn't just experienced that thrilling scene myself, I might never have realized the horror hidden beneath its ordinary appearance.

At this moment, it lay quietly on the table, seemingly inconspicuous, as if anyone could pick it up easily, but he knew clearly in his heart that this seemingly ordinary weapon actually contained the power to bewitch people.

"No wonder this weapon needs to be locked up in this strange room. If it fell into the hands of ordinary people, they would have died long ago." He thought with lingering fear. The fear of unknown danger suddenly surged into his heart, making him shiver.

After all, the scene he just experienced was too thrilling, and the feeling of being on the verge of death was really unforgettable.

"Oh no, too much time has passed. I can't waste it like this anymore." He became secretly anxious, knowing that every minute and every second was crucial at this moment.

So, he took a deep breath, focused his attention on the mysterious weapon again, and walked towards the weapon again, but every time he took a step, his head began to feel dizzy.

"Damn, this weapon is indeed extraordinary, but don't underestimate me, I am the dignified War Emperor." He said gritting his teeth and trying hard to move forward.

From the moment I entered the gate to the table where the weapons were placed, the distance between them was actually only five or six meters, and I could walk there in a few steps, but these few steps made it very difficult.

If it weren't for the two forces in his body helping him, he would have collapsed the moment he came in, although their effects allowed him to stay awake.

But he couldn't resist the weapon's bewitching power. The closer he got to it, the more dizzy he felt. It seemed like it was repelling his body, preventing him from touching it. He had to stop and rest every time he took a step.

While taking a break to catch my breath, the strength in my body instantly became active, and my head gradually recovered from the dizziness. Originally, this was not a big problem, as long as I got used to it.

But the closer I get, the stronger the weapon's repulsion becomes, and my head becomes more and more dizzy. It's really uncomfortable for me.

"Why? This weapon has such a strong repulsion to me?" As he approached, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. In order to speed up, he could only bite his mouth and force himself to stay awake.

In just these few short steps, it felt like I had walked through the gates of hell. I was dizzy one moment and then clear-headed the next, then dizzy again and clear-headed again. It was really life-threatening.

An ordinary person would have gone crazy long ago. Fortunately, I am not an ordinary person. However, at this speed, I probably won’t be able to hold on for long. Fortunately, I am not far away from the weapon and I will be able to get there soon.

Although it seemed like a long time had passed, in fact, only a short while had passed. I staggered to the table, leaned on it, and looked at the short blade in front of me while panting.

The blade of this short blade is not really long, only about thirty to forty centimeters. The handle of the blade is designed very delicately, and can be held steadily with one hand.

When I tried hard to open my eyes and took great effort to see the appearance of this mysterious weapon, a strong desire surged in my heart, and I wanted to reach out and touch it. However, my hand seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and I could not get close to it at all.

Soon, his willpower gradually recovered and his vision gradually became clear, so he was able to see the entire interior of the room.

The room was quite spacious and grand, with only an ordinary table and a striking short blade placed on the table.

He stared quietly at the short blade in front of him. The strong urge to pick it up became stronger, but his body seemed to be under a spell and he could not get close to it.

It was as if the short blade had its own unique consciousness and was full of resistance to my approach, as if it was deliberately keeping a distance from me.

"What is going on here? Does this weapon really have its own mind? Has it already given birth to a spirit?" I frowned slightly, silently pondering these bizarre phenomena in my heart. With so many thoughts in my mind, I felt that this must be the reason.

"If you have your own weapon spirit, then I will go in and see your true face." He thought to himself, and then he entered the selfless alert and used his own will to enter the weapon.

When his will stepped into the interior of the weapon, a very special guy suddenly appeared before him.

It looks like a young child, with skin as white as snow, and a faint glow emanating from its entire body, as if it were an elf descending from fairyland to the mortal world.

At this moment, it was hiding in a corner trembling with fear, its eyes as bright as stars were full of fear, staring at him timidly, and its appearance was really pitiful.

"Please, you, please don't come near me." The little guy's tone was filled with unspeakable tension and fear. His voice trembled slightly, revealing deep fear.

It curled up its small body into a ball, hiding as deep as possible, as if this would avoid my detection. However, for me, who has a strong willpower, finding it is as easy as pie.

So, he came to its side, slowed down his tone, and said to it gently: "You don't have to be so panicked, I won't cause you any harm." His words showed his kindness and comfort.

Then, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said to it again: "You should be the spirit of this weapon, right? I just want to ask you a few questions, you just need to answer truthfully." That smile was like the warm spring sun, slowly falling on the little guy's heart, which made its originally tense nerves relax a little.

"You, what are you thinking about?" This time, the spirit's tone was not as frightened as before, but it was still a little trembling, which showed that it was still very afraid of itself.

"What is the name of this weapon? Why does it have such a strong repulsive feeling towards me? I can't even touch it. What's going on?" He spoke to the weapon spirit.

"This weapon is called the Soul-Bewitching Blade. I am the spirit of the blade. As for why I have such a strong rejection of you, it is because I can feel a very terrifying power in your body. This power is too terrifying for me. If I get too close, I will be eaten by this power. So, I beg you, don't come over." At this time, the spirit's tone became fearful again, and his voice was a little trembling.