Roger was startled and rushed forward.

Apparently, Lori died, and the strange weapon completely abandoned its existing host, and it seemed that it was leaving the place through an unknown channel.

Then look for a new host.

After a long journey to get here with Kor and a series of battles, how could Roger watch the cursed thing disappear before his eyes.

He didn't have a good way at this time, and the magic seal in his hand was activated before he could get closer.

【Alder】

The black mist weapon was affected by the wave of air, and it was deflected in a deflected direction, and after landing, it failed to accurately insert into the gap at the top of the mound.

But soon the black smoke wrapped around the cursed sword flew up again, and this time Roger chose the more powerful Igni reaction.

However, for the Ignifa seal, the cursed sword, which was originally metal, did not react much, but the black smoke that swirled around the sword became a little thinner.

It seems that it should be the unjust soul above, eroded by the energy of the flames.

By this time, Roger was already standing on the grave, and he wielded the sword of the waning moon witch in his hand.

The cursed sword in mid-air spontaneously fought with Roger under the entanglement of the black mist.

Without a host, his abilities are naturally greatly limited, but there are also no physical limitations, and the attack angle of the cursed sword is even more tricky.

The scene in front of him reminded Roger of the immortal fighting method in cultivating immortals.

Both swords swung very fast, striking dozens of times in just a few breaths.

Click!

A soft sound came, and Roger Dingqing looked.

Under the repeated impacts, a clear crack had already appeared on the sword of the waning moon witch in his hand.

This weapon has followed Roger through many battles, but in the end he is forged from mortal iron, and the most precious transcendent material of all is the skull of a waning moon witch.

Judging from Roger's current strength, the material of the weapon in his hand is indeed a little too low.

Once again, an Alpha Seal erupted, knocking the cursed sword floating in mid-air into the air.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Roger's mind, and his wrist spun, and the sword of the waning moon witch in his hand went straight down.

Laugh at!

With a soft thud, the steel sword was steadily inserted into the gap at the top of the mound.

At this time, the cursed sword that flew out upside down had just flown to the top of the mound.

It circled around the mound twice, but its original position was occupied by the Sword of the Witch of the Dead Moon, and the Sword of the Cursed shook violently but had nowhere to hold its blade.

At this moment, the same energy fluctuation came, and there was a trance in front of him, and the towering mound seemed to disappear in place at any moment.

The Cursed Sword spun rapidly, then stabbed into the gap occupied by the Sword of the Witch of the Wading Moon without hesitation.

"Can it still be like this?"

Roger's eyelids jumped slightly, and he subconsciously stepped forward, reaching out to grasp the hilt of the sword between the curses.

At this moment, the energy fluctuations in the air reached their limit, and just as the towering mound was about to disappear, Roger's right hand also grasped the hilt of the sword on the mound.

He didn't know if he was holding the Sword of the Cursed or the Sword of the Witch of the Waning Moon.

At the critical moment, Roger didn't have time to think about it, Roger grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out vigorously.

"Whew!"

The sound of the blade scraping against the rock came, and in a trance, through the gap where the steel sword was inserted, Roger's vision fell into the darkness, and in the surging black fog, he seemed to see a Gothic ......

Castle.

Wait for him to come back to his senses.

The illusion vanished, and there were no graves or rocks in sight.

Roger looked down and saw a steel sword in his hand.

"What is this?"

Roger was a little stunned.

What he was holding in his hand at this time was neither the Sword of the Witch of the Dead Moon nor the original Sword of the Curse.

It looks more like a combination of the two.

This weapon is longer and heavier than the original waning moon witch, and it is waved casually, and the weight and length are completely in line with Roger's current physical condition.

It was a peculiar feeling, as if it had been made for him.

Roger only remembered at this time that after the mutation just now, Lori was close to two meters tall, even if he had no head.

At that time, the cursed sword in his hand was very large, and it perfectly matched his shape.

This situation is exactly the same as Roger's at this time.

The color of the entire weapon is not completely black, and the sharp blade reflects a special luster.

On closer inspection, these sheens appear to be black smoke lingering on the sword's body.

Roger was a little hesitant to use such a good weapon.

He opened the board of notices in his mind.

At the end of the day, it's a cursed item, and according to Gowy, each cursed item has a specific way to use it.

The more powerful the cursed item, the more demanding the conditions are required to activate it, and likewise, the more side effects and hazards it will be.

Many of these cursed items feed directly on souls, or devour the user's flesh and lifespan!

This is very scary, and no one will use such a thing lightly until it is in a moment of crisis.

【Cursed Sword】:

Status: Mutilated, to be fused.

It is a powerful cursed item, and the Cursed Sword in its full state can provide the wielder with an endless supply of dark power.

This power allows the user to become fearless of pain, fear, injury, and illness.

With each creature killed, the blade unleashes a curse that rears a portion of the soul of the dead creature into it and becomes part of the majestic dark energy.

It is a weapon of the dead, the wielder does not need the five senses to perceive the surroundings, and in order to avoid interference, the deceased who is chosen as the host will decapitate themselves under the control of the cursed sword.

When the strength reaches a certain level, the host will sign a contract with the Cursed Sword, and before the battle, the Night Beast formed by the dark energy will bring the cursed sword to the wielder.

When the fit of the two is at its peak, the wielder's body is the scabbard of the Cursed Sword, after drinking blood.

The host will insert the cursed sword from the neck into its own body, and the soul and blood on the sword will become nourishment for the host's body.

Man and sword are never separated from each other.

Seeing this, Roger couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Where is the real cursed sword, the person is driving the sword, and all the hosts are puppets of this cursed item.

He manipulates each host to fight, again and again, until the host that owns him collapses and dies.

At that time, the cursed sword of binge blood and souls will pick up a new and more powerful host.

A new cycle begins.

Among any of its hosts, the cursed item becomes more and more powerful.

The so-called Headless Horseman Rams may be just one of the more famous of his many hosts.

Roger cares more about the power of this weapon than whether it can be used for himself.

Having lost the Sword of the Witch of the Wading Moon, this weapon in his hand was already Roger's only hope.

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