When the seal encountered the power released by Mo Yu, it quickly disintegrated like ice and snow meeting the sun. When the seal disappeared, the door opened automatically, revealing the steps behind.
"The problem that has troubled the secret swordsmen for thousands of years was solved in just a moment in front of you." Gawain sighed as he looked at the slowly opening door, "The most important things in the Wild Sword Tower should be above this floor. Including the Violent Holy Sword. According to legend, this sword is not only a keepsake, but also a very powerful holy weapon. It is the weapon of many Wild Sword Tower masters."
Mo Yu seemed very interested and said, "Then go find it."
If there is any difference between the Berserker Tower and other magic towers, it is that there are many rooms filled with equipment and devices for training and strengthening the body. Although the Berserker uses madness to increase his strength, the strength of the body itself is also crucial. Mo Yu walked in a room marked "Physical Training Room" and felt like she was walking in a gym in that world. Although many of the equipment here looked like something she had never seen before, things like barbells, dumbbells, and sandbags always looked similar.
Gallo stretched out his feet to pick up a dumbbell on the ground, but he didn't expect his body to tilt and take a step forward. The weight of the dumbbell was far beyond his expectations. "What the hell is this? Why is it so heavy?"
Gawain leaned over and stretched out his hand to pick up the dumbbell, which only lifted up slightly and fell to the ground again. He used the powerful mental power that controlled the secret sword to help him pick up the dumbbell. He looked carefully and found that there were many runes engraved on both ends of the dumbbell: "This is an object that is weighted by magic. The brute force of the Berserkers is trained in this way."
After a closer look, they found that almost all the training equipment in the room had various runes on them. Garo went up to try it out, but found that if he didn't use fighting spirit, he was not qualified to train in this room. The same was true for Gawain. The secret swordsmen had always relied on the mysterious secret sword, and strength had never been their strong point.
Only Mo Yu didn't even release her madness. She just grabbed a large barbell with one hand, threw it a few times easily, and then threw it back. She said nothing, but just smiled and glanced at Gao Wen and Jia Luo.
Bella added: "Look at you men."
Mo Yu's look shocked the two men. Gao Wen pointed at his head and argued, "It has nothing to do with gender. It only has to do with how much muscle you have. And that's what we secret swordsmen rely on."
"Boss, look at this guy. He is mocking you for having no brains but only brawn. I know myself well. I am not as good as you, so I just follow you."
"Nonsense, Gallo, a man who can't lift anything, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me!"
Bella said, "It's so boring."
Mo Yu laughed and said, "Anyway, I only saw two losers whining. Who knows what they are talking about."
Amid mutual ridicule, the few of them walked through more than a dozen floors of rooms.
Mo Yu discovered that the various books and materials left here basically covered most of the inheritance of the Berserker Style. What she inherited from Melo was naturally the essence of the Berserker Style's various secret techniques, but there were also many techniques here that she had not mastered, which were quite complementary to what she had learned. If she could carefully comprehend and experience these things, her strength would be further improved. Even without her, if someone carefully studied these materials, it should be possible to restore most of the Berserker Style's inheritance.
After spending more than an hour, they finally reached the top floor of the Mad Sword Tower.
Pushing open the door at the end of the stairs, Mo Yu and his party entered a hall that occupied the entire floor. This was a square hall full of portraits, with a portrait hung every other time on the surrounding walls. In the middle of the room was a statue holding a two-handed sword.
The sword was all black, nearly 1.5 meters long, and looked very heavy in the scabbard. There was no decoration on the hilt and scabbard, which looked a bit old. At the opening of the scabbard, you could faintly see red light emanating from the inside of the scabbard. This red light was not magic, but it gave people a clear sense of oppression.
Mo Yu noticed that everyone in the paintings around him was carrying a heavy black sword. There were men and women, with different looks, not all of them were muscular and rough men. When he came to the statue, he found that it was a slender and strong middle-aged man. If it weren't for the sword in his hand, he would even have a gentle and refined feeling. He looked up at the sky, raised his hands, and held the sword between his hands.
Gawain walked over and said, "These people should be the successive masters of the Wild Sword Tower, and this black sword is the sacred weapon that represents the highest power of the Wild Sword Tower: the Wild Sword."
"Well, it looks good. It's much better than those fancy holy weapons we've seen before. I think this sword will be very handy." Mo Yu reached out and grabbed the sword.
Just then a voice came from the statue.
"Who tried to take this sword while I was asleep?"
As the voice spoke, the Violent Holy Sword suddenly flew into the air, avoiding Mo Yu's hand. A translucent figure appeared above the statue and held the Violent Holy Sword in his hand.
The four people below looked up into the air, and Bella said, "This person looks exactly like the one in the statue. Could it be the soul of the person in the statue?"
Mo Yu said: "No matter what it is, I want that sword. Bring it to me!"
Mo Yu leaped into the air and pounced on the figure, but the figure could stay in the air and change its position without any warning. Mo Yu's pounce was avoided by him with a simple sideways move.
Mo Yu stretched out her hand to grab, but the sword retreated very methodically under the control of the shadow, and actually avoided the combo of Saint Mo Yu. The white airflow burst out from Mo Yu's body and doubled in speed, but the shadow relied on his rich experience to dodge her attacks twice in succession. However, the shadow was not a real saint after all. He just relied on his experience to gain a momentary advantage at the beginning, but after Mo Yu burst out with all his strength, he was a little bit unsustainable.
The phantom retreated quickly, and although he brought the holy sword with him, his body was pierced by Mo Yu's claws, and his figure became blurred.
He stopped and said in a hurry: "You are the Saint of the Sword Tower. I can sense your madness. Stop, we are not enemies. I am Sironas, the Tower Spirit of the Sword Tower." (To be continued)