The improvement of strength is a pleasant thing for the body and mind, just like the body and soul are more harmonious, and the body and mind are more natural! However, these are just personal feelings, if Qing Jian wants to add an order of magnitude to his current state, then it is not a problem to treat himself as a tank car and manually disassemble heavy armored vehicles! It's like going from D-class to C-class. Although this kind of rating Qing himself feels a little too shabby, but there is no way, there is no difference between high and low without life and death battles, and the attribute rating of the Holy Grail War can only be seen by the master, and the servant himself can only make rough estimates and comparisons.

And it is also important to note that the outcome of a battle is not only determined by the strength of the tendons, but also depends on many external factors. ----- put these issues aside, Qing looked down at the two metal fragments on the table, although these were just two fragments of the same thing, but to Qing Di felt like an extension of the hands and feet, inextricably linked like thin threads to the soul! With a thought in his mind, without any magic operation, the two fragments quickly flew into Qing's hands.

These two are fragments from the long sword that has followed him the longest and experienced the most battles, one of them is a fragment of the blade of the long sword that is close to one-seventh of the tip of the sword, and the other is from the position of the sword spine of the sword body headquarters! Qing can clearly recall the original location of the fragment, and the appearance of the longsword itself is still as vivid as if it was lost yesterday, and he sees the weapon as a companion, even if it is shattered beyond recognition, he can still recognize it!

"Hmm~--- is this really a fragment of the so-called treasure? Why does it look like ordinary metal, and ---- it feels no different from ordinary metal~ Obviously, she has a very manic appearance just now, but why does it look like a decorative toy now, which is completely unflattering----" Lyenys took a metal from Qing's hand, weighed it in her hand, and observed it up and down, left and right, it was obvious that the disappointment on her face was completely proportional to her words.

Qing didn't feel anything about this kind of joking belittlement, and smiled slightly without saying a word. The meaning of the existence of the Noble Phantasm is to be armed with the concept of the same heart and soul as the same body, to say that the material of the Noble Phantasm itself is simply impossible to simulate with the metal of the mortal world, although it is said that it is not much worse than the light metal of the aluminum block, but one exists in the concept, and a tangible and qualitative can be seen everywhere, and the two themselves have no comparative meaning.

Seeing that the girl was still very entangled with the fragments of the treasure, and its material seemed to be a mess, Qing hooked the corners of her mouth, and used her not superb fantasy embodiment ability to project the original appearance of the treasure on the table. This action really jumped the girl who was complaining! But after all, this girl was thoughtful and guessed that Qing would never do anything wrong, so when her mercury maid was about to move in front of her, she reached out to stop her, and did not say anything.

The blue projection on the table is a big sword, which is the appearance of the long sword after being modified by Merlin, and there is basically no difference between the appearance of the original long sword, only the size, material and sharpness have been improved. The heavy and thick sword has a height close to Qing, reaching the length of a full sword of one meter seventy-three, although it is quietly placed on the table of Qing, but because it is manifested by the owner himself, even if it is a fake, it is infinitely close to the real thing! And the real main thing of this sword is the bloody murderous aura of breaking through thousands of armies and killing them all----

When this sword is still a long sword, Qing wears the sword skills of the strong, and the game on the martial arts completely carries the improvement of the green martial arts again and again, and the joy of victory, and then the strong become easy to kill, and step on the battlefield again and again, and the silver sword body of the long sword is also covered by countless blood stains. I don't know when, in order to maximize the killing, the weapon was expanded into a pure killing sword, this sword lost all its original color, but gained more powerful power, which is what the great sword looks like at this moment.

The heavy murderous aura, even if it was quietly placed on the table, it was like a roar, intending to swing the giant blade to tear everything apart! This is undoubtedly a magic sword, an existence that is completely opposed to its noble holy sword. Qing stretched out his hand and gently touched the hilt of the sword, and the furious, and murderous aura completely disappeared, not dissipating, but converging, it was responding to the touch of the person, because the weapon was an extension of the martial artist's hands and feet, one heart and one body, the soul and even the body part.

Qing looked at the fragment in his hand and embedded the fragment into the big sword! There was not a single bit of resistance, and there was no sound of metal clashing and rubbing, as if the part of the sword that had been mutilated was completely and perfectly integrated into it. The girl on the side looked at all this that Qing had done, and there happened to be a piece in her hand, she found the location of the fragment according to the shape of the sword body and the fragment, and reached out to put it back in the same way as Qing, but this time it was unsuccessful----