The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

Just now, Cui Qinchuan had been facing away from him, partly to look cool, and partly to avoid being noticed when his eyes turned red when he activated his ability. But Han Cheng had already guessed it. He pretended not to know and then thought about some unimportant thoughts about his next plans. Cui Qinchuan's ability required his eyes to turn red before he could see the victim's eyes to activate it. Therefore, Cui Qinchuan had to make eye contact with Han Cheng after being guided. However, what he detected was not Han Cheng's true thoughts. Only in this way could he successfully obtain that weapon and thus gain unparalleled power.

After leaving the Mirror World, Han Cheng first asked Sima Yu to predict whether the opponents would follow. Once he was sure they wouldn't, he went directly to the outskirts of the city, to the place where that wuqi was.

"I see. It seems Cui Qinchuan is unaware of our next move." Leng Rancheng laughed. Even he admired Han Cheng now, who had managed to fool Cui Qinchuan with a deliberate idea, thus achieving his goal.

"But are you sure you can draw that weapon the moment you're in the first place?" the Death Knight suddenly asked. "You need more than just courage and determination; you also need opportunity and luck."

"Can't I pull it out now?" Han Cheng inexplicably thought of Thor's hammer. Such a small iron hammer, so many people, and even with all kinds of tools, even a crane couldn't budge Thor's hammer in the pit until Thor regained his power.

“But courage and determination are undoubtedly more important,” Leng Rancheng said calmly. “Xiao Han, go and try it. That sword belongs to you.”

"A sword that belongs to me...?" Han Cheng was getting excited. How could anyone not be excited about such a powerful, exclusive weapon?

Leng Rancheng nodded, revealing a "go ahead and do it" expression. Sima Yu did the same. The Death Knight seemed somewhat indifferent, but Han Cheng knew that if he were truly indifferent, he wouldn't have come here to help him.

Han Cheng resolutely walked into the cave that was emitting bursts of supernatural energy. This time, the energy was exceptionally strong, several times stronger than before.

"Perhaps you've sensed how much I need you?" Han Cheng murmured. After navigating a winding, muddy path, Han Cheng finally arrived at the location of the sharp sword. If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't be able to sense the powerful energy fluctuations and would probably get lost here, because Han Cheng had seen quite a few white bones along the way—cough cough, actually, just some animal skeletons...

The electric current swept up dust; this was the barrier surrounding the sword. The powerful current surged forth, making a "zzzz" sound. Han Cheng never expected such a spectacle. A sword with such an electric barrier outside it was probably several times more powerful than the high-voltage current in everyday life. If a person were to touch it, or even get too close, they would probably be blown to ashes.

"Damn it! How am I supposed to get in?" Han Cheng complained. To be honest, Han Cheng did want to take a picture of the spectacular scene, but if he took a picture and posted it on Weibo, it probably wouldn't get any attention.

But how could he have such a thought? In this emergency, saving lives is the priority, and of course, Han Cheng also has to save the world.

But how the hell am I supposed to get past this barrier?!

Ordinary people would be terrified even to get too close, let alone go over there. If Han Cheng hadn't had such a strong mentality and hadn't been constantly encouraging himself, he wouldn't have dared to even get close.

"Calm down, you must calm down..." Han Cheng murmured. He had been worried that he might not be able to draw the sword, but now he didn't have to worry anymore. He couldn't even get past the barrier protecting the sword, so what was the point of drawing it?

Through the rushing current, Han Cheng caught a glimpse of the sword. He felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity, as if the sword had been forged for him and belonged entirely to him. It was as if he had used this sword to fight countless battles day and night.

After this long separation, I have now seen this sword again.

For a moment, Han Cheng felt an irresistible urge; he wanted to take that sword! Regardless of the electrical barrier or whether he could actually pull it out.

"Perhaps I'm going to die soon?" Han Cheng had completely calmed down by now. If he couldn't suppress Cui Qinchuan and let him obtain the infinite energy, then he would be no different from being dead. He might as well die a glorious death, even though he hadn't experienced the prosperity of this world yet!

But so what? For what I love, what does it matter if I give my life? I still want to pursue the path of esports and the path to becoming a god. But now I have already fallen to the Jinglan team. In the battle of superpowers, because the enemy has Xu Xiaomeng, a bargaining chip that I cannot give up no matter what, the outcome has changed, and my achievements have been reversed. Now, I can only take out this sword and unleash the primal power of my body to save everything.

What is there to fear in death for the sake of dreams?

This time, I'm not fighting for honor; I'm fighting for what I love and what loves me.

The electric current was so close, howling like a demon. Han Cheng stretched out his hand with difficulty, even if he would turn to ashes in the next second, he would never regret it!

A very fair and delicate hand, even somewhat like a girl's, passed through the rushing electric current. Next, it passed through Han Cheng's entire body. The Chosen One's consciousness spoke up, saying that this barrier was originally formed from his own power, so how could it hurt him?

"Why the hell didn't you say so earlier! You scared me half to death! You made so many grand pronouncements, but it turns out this barrier won't hurt me!" Han Cheng was furious. At this moment, he really wanted to rip this consciousness out of his head and beat it up!

"It's just to test your courage~" Han Cheng even vaguely heard a whistle, damn it...

The sword was so close that Han Cheng couldn't help but reach out and grasp it. The sword was entirely black, but the blade was exceptionally sharp, exuding a unique charm that made one want to handle it carefully.

"Can't pull it out?" Han Cheng suddenly realized that when he subconsciously reached out, there was no response at all.

Upon closer inspection, the sword is deeply embedded in the ground, so no matter how hard one tries, it cannot be moved even slightly.

"Looks like I can only rely on luck," Han Cheng muttered, but after pulling the trigger several times, there was still no response.

"Damn it..." Han Cheng said indignantly.

"Did you just draw the sword because you wanted to?" the consciousness asked.

"Otherwise what?" Han Cheng replied impatiently to the consciousness, complaining that Leng Rancheng's words were unreliable and that no amount of courage and determination would help.