Zhang Cheng, who has always liked to make conditions according to everyone's desires, has almost never encountered rejection, and this time is no exception.

After a series of inner struggles and hesitations, the woman finally failed to escape the fate of becoming a pawn, signed a series of unequal treaties, and finally came to the room where the holy sword was.

As soon as I crossed the threshold, I saw a weapon with a sacred aura stuck in a huge rock.

"This ...... It's the Holy Sword?!"

She cautiously approached, then grasped the hilt of the sword with her leather-gloved right hand, trying to pull it out of the rock.

But at the moment when he first started to exert force, the golden brilliance on the surface of the sword body that was as brilliant as the sun suddenly faded, followed by a steady stream of cold power, making this weapon go from one extreme to another.

Next Second......

Rumble!

The dark energies announce their coming in the most violent way!

The hard rock is torn into tiny particles that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, scattered around like dust.

The woman who originally thought that she would be seriously injured even if she didn't die suddenly found that not only was she unharmed, but there was a mysterious power that kept pouring into her body.

In less than a minute, she found that all the qualities of her body, including the upper limit of her magic power, were rapidly improving.

Powerful!

Words can't describe how powerful it is!

It was only by grappling the hilt of the sword that she could feel why this weapon was worthy of being called a holy sword.

Because whoever holds it, without exception, will gain unimaginable power, even an old man lying on the bed and dying, can instantly have the strength to kill the dragon with his bare hands.

What's even more interesting is that although this weapon has the name of a holy sword, it is not necessarily a sword, but can be transformed at will according to the owner's will.

It can be a dagger, but it can be a staff, it can be a shield, it can be a helmet, it can be a bracer......

In short, as long as you have a clear shape in your mind, you can perfectly replicate it.

However, the woman did not transform the holy sword into other shapes, because she liked the current appearance of the sword, especially the runes that shimmered with ghostly light, each of which was so mysterious, as if there were hidden secrets and knowledge behind it.

"Incredible...... It's incredible. I can't imagine who could have forged such a powerful weapon. Gods and demons, or those races that have disappeared into the long river of history?" the woman muttered to herself excitedly as she stroked the blade of the sword affectionately.

Although there were still many mysteries in her mind that she had not yet figured out, none of this mattered the moment she held the holy sword.

After all, the power of this weapon is so powerful, no matter how heavy the price has been paid before, it is worth it.

However, after her emotions stabilized, she realized that it was not safe, so she went straight to the only exit to the surface without saying a word.

Especially Zhang Cheng, who has never revealed his identity, gave her an indescribable fear.

......

Seeing this woman hurriedly return to the surface through the magic mirror, intending to go straight through the wasteland and return to the civilized world, Zhang Cheng suddenly showed a playful smile on his face, and asked without looking back: "How far do you think she can go?"

"Do you mean to awaken the god of darkness?" asked the Whisper rhetorically in an uncertain tone.

"No, I'm talking about how far she can go on the path of discovering what she really desires. You see, the emptiness in the hearts of some special individuals cannot be filled by faith and God alone. Guess what happens when this intense hunger can't be satisfied?" Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled playfully.

He had been hungry and thirsty, and he knew what a strong and desperate desire it was.

Thankfully, he finally broke out of mortal dependence on desire, otherwise God knows what would have happened.

Now, he has encountered a target that is very similar to his own, and naturally wants to find out the truth.

Of course, Zhang Cheng undoubtedly enjoys the process of observation and research more than those established juggernauts who prefer to directly look at the answers across time and dimensions.

Maybe as he gets older, he will one day lose his curiosity and stop being keen on research, but by no means now.

"Sorry master, I don't know. For necromancy, existence itself is a mistake. Our bodies and lives are connected to negative energy, forming a huge black hole in the material world, relying on the hatred of living things to sustain life, and instead of feeling too many desires, we can feel the curse of the whole world on us. ”

The ghost is obviously not good at analyzing such complex issues, and directly makes a vague metaphor for himself.

In a way, a strong desire that can never be satisfied is not much different from a curse, the only difference is that desire is a strong instinctive impulse, while a curse is a malice that comes from the whole world.

"Yes, you are a cursed being, and the more vigorous a planet is, the stronger the malice you will feel. But she is different, she can make a difference in the world, a huge change that no one can predict. Especially when the Dark God doesn't live up to her expectations, trust me, it's going to be a great scene. ”

After that, Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth to show an expectant expression, as if he had seen the future.

Unfortunately, the ghost clearly couldn't understand the expectation, and asked in a tone without a hint of emotion, "Now that this relic has completed its mission, is it going to destroy it or seal it up?"

Zhang Cheng waved his hand without thinking: "No, there is no need for this. I think there are still a lot of gold and silver treasures and magic items in the labyrinth, right? You can have some fun with those adventurers, and by the way, help me with a few potential pieces of colorlessness, maybe I will be able to use them later. ”

"Yes, do you mean these lowly mortals? I can't think of any help they can do to your grand plans. The Wraith made no secret of his contempt for adventurers.

After all, what it has observed these days alone is enough to make it dismiss this small group of chaos and strife.

There is neither great power nor noble goals, just hyenas chasing power, wealth and fame.

Such a guy has always been the best choice for cannon fodder, and he has no value in becoming a pawn at all, let alone a useful pawn.

"Don't be so mean. You see, the little people can sometimes play an unexpected role. So never take ants lightly, as long as the timing is right, a small ant can overturn a behemoth......"