Simulated Star Iron: Miracles are yours, death is mine

"The Imperial Decree Blade?" Lin Yuan looked up at his parents. "Can it kill a god?"

As for becoming the master of the sword, he wasn't too bothered by it.

He loves swords, and if it allows him to go further in the path of swordsmanship, he is willing to become the master of the Imperial Sword.

As for other things, such as responsibility, he didn't think much about them.

The call of the swords to him became clearer and clearer, as if they were alive.

Even without physical contact, just by getting close, he could hear the voice of the swords and feel their emotions.

Lin Yuan knew that he was born for swords.

“Theoretically speaking, it is possible.” Yuanmu pushed up her glasses. “Strictly speaking, the Guardian Edict Blade is not a blade, but rather a blade whose divine power is invoked by chanting incantations, thereby killing gods.”

Raiden Mei considered for a moment: "Did your aunt and uncle just say that all three of us have a chance to become the master of the Imperial Blade?"

"Yes, all three of you can do it."

Yuan's father first answered Raiden Mei's question, and then solemnly said:

Do you remember the global kendo tournament held a few years ago?

"I remember. Yuan won a prize in that competition." Ying remembered that Yuan treated them to dinner that day, and they had a very happy meal.

Raiden Mei smiled and said, "The Kendo Tournament? I participated in it back then, but I don't remember Abuchi."

That makes sense; there were probably too many people, so they were divided into different competition zones and had no chance to meet.

"Yes, back then, the World Government used this method to collect your data and select a group of children who might become sword masters."

Of course, back then we only noticed something unusual in Takamagahara, but now... sigh..."

"People all over the world are looking for a master for the sword. But the one with the best compatibility is still Yuan."

Yuanfu's eyes became extremely solemn: "Sakura, your compatibility is 93%, and Mei's is 95%."

The abyss... was 100% as never before seen.

In other words, Yuan can unleash 100% of the power of this imperial edict sword.

Take Mei for example. Although she's only 5% behind Fuchi, that 5% difference shouldn't be underestimated.

"Because even if the compatibility is 99%, it's still just this 1% difference."

Even the sword master could not achieve 100% fusion with the imperial edict sword.

In other words, a 100% fit means that, in a sense, the knife and the person are one.

We don't yet know the exact size of the gap, but it's definitely not small.

"The World Government is searching the world for a suitable owner for the sword, but with little success."

It's fine if you're young, but if you're too old, you can't be the master of the sword.

A person with a 10% compatibility score can become a candidate for sword master, which is also the most basic requirement for wielding the imperial edict sword.

As for other actions, such as wielding the imperial edict sword... that's almost impossible.

Even so, there were fewer than a thousand candidates.

As for those with a 90% compatibility rate, there are only five or six of them.

You already make up half of them; the others may not even be able to wield the imperial edict sword yet.

In fact, this is the real main force.

The three of you are already the best candidates, and could even directly become the Blade Masters.

"Can I refuse?" Sakura asked after a long silence. "It's dangerous to fight against an evil god with the Guardian Blade, isn't it?"

Yuan's mother gave a bitter smile: "Yes, you can refuse, because it's really dangerous."

Yuanfu added, "But without the lord of the Imperial Sword, we really have no chance of winning against the eight million gods of Takamagahara."

This time, the destruction of the god Dumu resulted in the loss of hundreds of thousands of mortal soldiers and many cities.

“I’ll join,” Lin Yuan said without hesitation, “but I want to become the Blade Master.”

Sakura glanced at Lin Yuan, then thought for a moment: "Will the eight million gods come again?"

“Sakura, none of us can guarantee anything about this, but if they choose to descend, then we have no choice but to risk everything to resist,” said Father Yuan.

Sakura recalled Rin's smile, and if the eight million gods were to descend again, she hoped she would have the power to protect Rin.

"Then, I'll join."

“I’ll join too,” Raiden Mei added immediately.

Two good friends have already joined, and I have such a high degree of compatibility with them.

The girl couldn't help but feel angry when she thought of the cruelty of the god Dumu.

If the eight million gods decide to slaughter them like lambs, then mortals must raise the sword of resistance.

Lin Yuan grabbed the two girls' hands, his eyes gleaming brighter than the sunlight.

"Then let us declare war on the eight million gods!"

"Yuan, how cringeworthy!" Sakura chuckled.

Raiden Mei pursed her lips: "But she's very ambitious..."

Yuan's father and mother exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with bitterness.

Lin Yuan's quick agreement made them somewhat afraid.

As researchers, they were well aware of the power of the God of War and the Imperial Decree.

Lin Yuan might feel that neither of them loves him.

But... how could any parent really want their child to do something so dangerous?

Perhaps the future of Izumo truly lies in the hands of these children.

"By the way, Father," Lin Yuan casually asked his father, "what would happen if someone had zero affinity with the Imperial Edict Blade, yet still wanted to wield it?"

Yuan's father's eyes became incredibly deep: "It's very simple, he will die. Because the imperial edict sword has a spirit, it has dignity."

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Eastern Hemisphere, God-Slaying Base

The three of them arrived here with Yuan's father and mother, along with a large army that was escorting them.

There are a large number of soldiers in this area.

Besides the military, there were many other people dressed in civilian clothes, of different skin colors, and speaking various accents.

They are usually accompanied by several soldiers.

“Those are the Sword Master candidates found by the World Government, but their compatibility is probably not very high,” Yuanmu said.

Lin Yuan nodded, indicating that he had figured it out.

The three of them were protected by more than a hundred soldiers in front of and behind them, which was not in the same league as these people.

The arrival of the three quickly caused a sensation.

"Who's here? Why are there so many people escorting us?"

"I have a 70% compatibility rate, but that's only with four or five people. How can this be so exaggerated?"

"Could he be one of those candidates for sword master with a 90% compatibility rate?"

"It's possible, but is it possible that three 90% results came at once?"

"I don't think it's possible."

They ignored the discussion and instead took a special passage directly to the core of the base.

The core area of ​​the imperial edict sword was stored there.

As soon as Yuan's parents entered, several people surrounded them, eagerly asking:

"Director, my compatibility is 85%. Do you think I can become the Sword Master?"

Lin Yuan spotted a glass cylinder not far away, inside which a katana was quietly displayed.

Lin Yuan sensed it; it was the Imperial Edict Blade.

The previously dormant imperial edict blade came alive the moment he appeared.

Soon, the imperial edict knife told him a lot of information.

Yuan's parents did not react, nor did they pay attention to the people who surrounded them. Instead, they focused their attention on Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand towards the direction of the imperial edict: "Your name is [True], right? Come here."

The next moment, the Imperial Decree Blade seemed to sense Lin Yuan's call. The blade hummed softly, shattered the glass protection, and flew to Lin Yuan's side.

The imperial sword circled around him, as happy as a child.

Lin Yuan reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. The sword seemed to be an extension of his body, and he felt no discomfort at all.

"I like you very much too."

[Four-Star Light Cone: What's mine is mine]